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anonymousfiction211 · 1 year

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Getting through the winter

Summary Loki notices that something is amiss with you. With a little help from Natasha he makes it his mission to cheer you up, while battling with his own anxieties in the process.

Word count 2.640 words

Genre Angsty, fluff

A/N: A little different than what I usually witte. Hope you guys still like it!

Getting through the winter When he entered the living room he didn’t see your presence there. He did see Natasha on her phone, but that wasn’t the person he wanted to see. He casually walked to an empty chair, sitting down and looking around. He opened his book and pretended to read. His mind was occupied elsewhere. After looking for you at the library, kitchen, training room, game room and now living room, he still hadn’t found any sign of you. You weren’t on a mission and he had knocked on your bedroom door early in the morning, but he didn’t hear a sign of life on the other end.

It was almost 11 o’clock in the morning. He was trying to recollect if you had gone out yesterday evening and maybe would be back late. But you weren’t your usual self for the last two weeks and he had noticed that you barely interacted with anyone. Which was unlike you.

He wouldn’t go as far to admit it, but he was starting to miss you. Normally, the two of you would be in the living room together in the morning. Getting up around the same time, you a little earlier than him. He would walk in, see you on the couch, reading the newspaper of that day, with a cup of coffee. After the first week that he was ‘part of the team’ and this event had occurred, you had put out an extra cup of coffee. To his surprise, you had never offered it to him, you had never even mentioned that it was for him, but he could only assume it was. Since there was nobody else around or even awake. So, he sat down next to you, started to read his book, and sipped on the coffee.

‘You’re welcome’ you had said after a while.

He only replied with a grunt.

Little by little, you started to engage conversation in the early mornings. And to his regret it took a lot longer than was necessary, but the two of you ended up as friends. Good friends, maybe even his best friend. It was something about your bubbly personality, the way you ignored all his attempts to push you away at first, how you were endlessly patient with him and always made sure that he felt included. It attracted him. More than he cared to show. But somehow he thought you already knew how much you really meant to him.

But he hadn’t seen you for that morning ritual for the last week and a half. After a few mornings he had even made a cup of coffee for you, as if that would summon you, still he had to try. But you never showed. Today was the first time he had knocked on your door in the early morning, no answer. He couldn’t figure out where you were, and his anxiety that you were avoiding him was starting to settle in. That, and his concern that something had happened. Something bad. It popped up in his head that maybe you had a boyfriend, and that the reason he didn’t see you until midday, was that you were in bed with him. That thought bothered him more than it should.

‘She’s still in bed’ Natasha suddenly said without looking up from her screen.

‘I beg your pardon?’ he replied.

She looked up from her screen, a little smirk across her face. From all the teammates he had, she was the only one he had to challenged him in that way. And while it was the most annoying thing, he also respected that she could keep up. ‘(Y/N), she is still in bed. Has been for the last mornings’ she answered.

‘So? Why tell me?’ he tried.

Rolling her eyes he gave her a murderous look. ‘(Y/N) always struggles in the winter. It has something to do with the lack of light, the cold. It’s called winter depression. And since most of the team has left a few days ago, it’s harder for her’

‘Oh’ was all he said.

He went back to his books, but couldn’t concentrate on the words. He was analysing every word Natasha had just told him. Trying to understand. Trying not to be hurt by he fact that he was all that you were struggling with, lack of light and cold. In his absent mind he started to fiddle with he corner of the page. Once he noticed he had folded the corner, he tried to straighten it. Aggressively trying to fix the page back in shape, as if that would help you.

‘So?’ Natasha said.

‘What?’

‘Aren’t you go run towards her? Trying to cheer her up?’ she said. The smirk was back on her face again.

‘And why would I do that?’

‘I know all about your morning rituals, she actually cares a lot about you. And the fact that you show up every morning tell me enough. Besides, you are a prince. I would expect it for you to play prince charming’ she explained.

She was right. For a moment he contemplated to stay seated and trying to casually bump into you this evening. Not giving Natasha the satisfaction that her assessment was right. But he needed to know that you were alright, even if he embodied everything you hated at the moment.

He got up, and walked away. Rolling his eyes at the smirk that was still plastered on her face. Before he left, he turned around.

‘Oh, by the way. Say hi to Banner when you see him tonight’ now it was his turn to look smug while he noticed the slight shock on her face.

He quickly made his way through your room. When he knocked on the door, you still didn’t answer. He knocked again, but still no sign of life. He was growing impatient. He needed to do something. He tried the doorhandle, but it was locked. He was impatiently pacing around in the hallway. And while it was a high risk for him to take, he decided to teleport in your room.

His eyes needed a minute to adjust to the dark. The curtains were still shut, making the room almost pitch black. His gaze was fixed on you. You laid curled up, blankets clutching in your hands while most of it was trapped between your legs. By the way you were breathing slowly he knew you were asleep. Feeling like he overstepped, he teleported back to the hallway.

Walking back to Natasha, he hated what he was about to do.

‘I need your help’ he almost spat, but restrained himself.

‘What do you want?’ she narrowed her eyes at you.

‘How do you fix winter depression?’ he asked.

‘Just google it, I don’t know’ she shrugged.

He awkwardly stood still in front of her. He hated when they used terms he didn’t understand. ‘I’ll show you’ she finally said. And he was glad that he didn’t have to ask for help again.

To his surprise, Natasha actually was helpful. She even helped him set up. After they were done she said that she was going out with Banner, apparently now that she knew he knew, she just admitted it. He liked that kind of honesty about her. Right before she left, he decided that he might try with her.

‘Natasha?’ he said. She turned around, looking a little confused at him. ‘Thanks’ he barely could make audible. But she smiled and nodded at him before she left.

Now all he needed was you.

‘(Y/N)’ he said quite loud on the other side of the door. He was relieved to hear some stumbling going on. You opened the door a just enough so he could see your face.

‘Yeah?’ the vulnerability in your voice broke his heart.

‘I made snacks and you need to eat’ he said.

‘I didn’t know you could cook?’ you sceptically asked.

‘All right, Natasha made snacks and you need to eat’ he replied. ‘Come, I’m not taking no for an answer. I haven’t seen you all day’ he sounded stern but shot you a smile, knowing that it was a friendly scolding.

‘She made your favourites’ he added.

‘Fine, I’ll go change’ you smiled, but he noticed it didn’t quite reach your eyes.

Loki nervously waited in the living room. He was wondering if he did the right thing. Maybe you would be mad at him. Bu he needed to do something. He just prayed to the Norns that it would cheer you up, even if it was just slightly.

‘Oh my God’ his prayers were interrupted by your gasp.

You looked in total awe at the lightbulb strings that covered the entire living room. The normal lightning was switched off, adding to a cosy ambiance. Loki had spread out all the food on the coffee table in front of the couch. He had prepared all you favourite snacks, from devilled eggs, to different kind of cheeses, to nachos, chocolates and popcorn.

Next to the food he had multiple DVDs stacked on top of each other. He had chosen all comedies in the hope to hear you laugh tonight. He asked what you wanted to drink and went to the kitchen to get it. When he got back he was relieved to see that you had already taken a place on the couch. Wrapped up in a blanket with a plate of different snacks.

‘This is amazing’ you smiled at him.

‘Glad you like it, what do you want to watch?’ he asked.

‘Oh, just pick whatever’ you answered.

Not wanting to make the final choose he let you choose between two DVDs he selected. He put on the movie and to his surprise, you offered him the other half of the blanket. You sat the plate of food between you guys and nestled in to watch the movie.

While you seemed to relax, Loki grew more anxious. He had already put an arm on the back of the couch, wondering if he could slide it down your shoulder and tug you closer towards him. If that would comfort you, if that would upset you.

That’s when he heard you laugh. You had your attention with he movie, Loki hadn’t. But it didn’t matter, he could hear you laugh all night and it would be one of the best nights of his life. During he movie he tried to pay attention, but he shifted his focus to you now and then. When you laughed your whole face lit up, and it was hypnotizing for him to watch.

During the movie he noticed that you started to lean into his chest little by little. Loki’s whole body felt like it was on fire. But he had to remember, you didn’t like winter. You didn’t like darkness, you didn’t like cold, you couldn’t possibly like him.

The movie had come to an end. And you stretched yourself out. ‘So ehm.., do you want to watch another movie or play a game or something?’ you asked. ‘Oh it started to snow!’ you excited exclaimed.

You quickly shot up and walked towards the window. Loki missed your warmth, but was also quite confused about your reaction to snow.

‘Come on!’ you said. You grabbed his hand and pulled him off of the couch. He sheepishly followed you to balcony. You stood outside, without a jacket, watching over the skyline of New York, while it was snowing.

‘What? I thought..’ he started but was at a lost for words.

‘What’s wrong?’ you asked.

‘I thought you hated winter, cold, darkness and everything?’

‘Who told you that?’ you asked.

‘Isn’t that what winter depression is?’ he was properly confused at the moment.

‘No, that’s not exactly. I do like winter. It’s just, daylight is so short these days. It messes up my rhythm, I don’t feel as energetic, I feel tired and a little sad. I just want to curl up and cuddle with a blanket, or someone’ you blushed a little.

‘Oh, I thought.. oh never mind’ he answered. Realizing he might have been jumping to conclusions about you hating everything he was. And wondering how he could even think that you did for a second. It wasn’t in your nature, it wasn’t you.

The two of you talked on the balcony in the snow. Loki wasn’t bothered by the cold, but he saw you starting to shiver a little. He conjured up a large blanket that draped around his shoulders. He moved behind you, grabbed the corners of the blanket and put his arms and the blanket around you as well. It was risky, but he couldn’t restrain himself any longer.

‘Thank you, this is nice’ you whispered.

‘I missed you in the mornings’ he whispered back.

‘I’m sorry. Getting up in the morning while it is still pitch black is quite difficult for me’

‘I can come and get you in the morning, if you want that is of course. Maybe we can go for a walk when the sun is getting up after that?’ Loki proposed.

‘I’d like that’ you said.

You turned around in his embrace, so you could face him. ‘I can’t thank you enough for cheering me up tonight. It gets harder when everyone is away’ you said.

Before he could respond he felt your soft lips press against his. The kiss was innocent and quick, you were blushing heavily and crept a little closer against his chest. ‘I think this winter with you won’t be so bad’ you said.

‘I’m glad I can be of service, darling. But now I insist you come back inside with me. Because, I can feel you shivering even under a blanket. I’m going to make you some hot chocolate’ he said.

‘Do you even know how to make hot chocolate?’ you asked.

‘I’m going to watch you make us some hot chocolate, but I get to decide how much whipped cream and marshmallow go on top. In return, you can pick the next movie’ he smirked.

‘Deal’ you said.

You had fallen asleep on his chest during the second movie. The movie had ended a long time ago, but Loki didn’t dare to move an inch. He was reading a book and glancing back to ensure you were still sleeping peacefully. He couldn’t believe his luck tonight.

He was startled when Natasha and Bruce entered the living room. Bruce was clearly surprised by the scene that was in front of him. If Natasha was shocked, she didn’t show it. She just nodded Bruce to move along. With one quick glance at Loki, he nodded at her and walked away.

‘I didn’t think you would turn so soft so soon’ Natasha said teasingly.

Loki couldn’t be bothered by the teasing with you in his arms. ‘She is the only exception, I can assure you’

‘Good, I like the two of you together. She has been chatting my ears off about how she likes you’ she said.

‘What? You knew? Why didn’t you tell me?’

‘Would you have believed me if I did?’ she asked.

‘That’s fair’ he said.

‘You know, she is a very deep sleeper. If you want you can carry her to bed. She won’t wake’

He looked down at you, and he knew that he could have carried you to bed and hour ago. ‘Just five more minutes’ he said. He wanted to savour every minute of you laying against him. ‘And thanks again, properly this time. I hope I can return the favour one day’

‘Yeah, I don’t think you and Bruce are quite a good fit yet. But who knows, maybe somewhere in the future. Anyway, you’re welcome and good night Loki’ she smiled.

‘Good night, indeed’ he said while he kissed the top of you head.

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the-princess-of-loki · 2 years

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You looked across the bed to take a look at the spectacular view displayed just for you. It has been months since you started sleeping with Loki and you still wondered why someone would want to erase such beauty from the universe. However, you didn’t have the authority to question anything. You were there on a mission, even when that mission conflicted directly with your personal interests. You reached out behind your pillow where you had hidden your dagger the first night the God of Mischief brought you here. You turned it around your hand without paying real attention to it, appreciating the beauty of Loki while he slept. His dark curly hair was a mess from the night, and the satin red sheet did little to nothing to hide his wonderful, slender, pale and bright body. You saw your nail marks on his chest as you scratched him at the peak of your passion.

You shook your head. If you were to think about every night this wonderful god has pleasured you beyond your limits, then you wouldn’t be able to carry on with the deed. And you didn’t have that option. You grabbed your dagger firmer as you analyze quickly how to proceed. You needed to be quick or else Loki would easily overpower you. After pondering for a minute, you sighed and put yourself into motion. There was no point in delaying it any longer. You straddled him and with a trembling hand, you raised your dagger to his neck. Again, the thought of why someone would want such a wonderful soul to leave this universe clouded your mind. Besides, you felt sick with yourself as you had gained his trust just to betray him in the end just like everybody else in his life.

“Do it,” You heard his voice clearly but he didn’t move an inch. His face remained the same, his beautiful green orbs still closed and his expression completely serene. You thought that you imagined it but then his hand grabbed your arm firmly making your dagger dig a little deeper into his skin. He opened his eyes and you couldn’t erase the shock from your face. “Do it,” Loki repeated, louder and with more conviction this time.

“L-Loki, I-”

“Yes, darling. I knew from the very beginning what your intentions were as I can read your mind, even more so when we touch. Tell me, why aren’t you doing what you must?” A smirk appeared on his lips while you tried to regain your ability to speak. Suddenly, he turned you around on the bed but he didn’t attempt to take the dagger out of his neck. He rested his weight on his hands placed next to your head on the bed. “You must hurry, dear. You won’t have another chance like this one,” Loki whispered as he got his face closer to yours, your lips almost touching and your dagger the only thing keeping you both apart.

“I don’t want to do this, Loki…” You sighed, closing your eyes and letting your dagger go. Loki grabbed it before it hit your skin and started to play with it throwing it up in the air and grabbing it again before it could reach you.

“Then, don’t.”

“I don’t have a choice!” You felt tears clouding your eyes. Being a professional assassin, you couldn’t allow yourself to have feelings or show them. However, the God of Mischief has made his way through the thick walls and has conquered your heart as nobody else before. “Someone wants you gone and even if it breaks me in a thousand pieces, I cannot say no,” You caressed his cheeks with desperation. Loki threw the dagger away to be able to hold you in his arms.

“My sweet girl, I have been dead many times and I have always come back. I do not know who torments you, but I assure you, I will not let anybody hurt you. We are one and the same, dear, and I will protect you. Do you trust me?”

You didn’t know what to say. You did trust him but you were also afraid. The being who had contacted you, even when you didn’t meet him, was too powerful. However, throwing caution away, you kiss him in response to his question. His embrace became tighter around you as Loki returned your kiss with his skilful thin lips. You dug your nails into his back, scratching him as your tears continued to roll down your cheeks. How could you damage this beautiful being? How, when you knew exactly how much his soul ached for every treason he had suffered? You couldn’t. It didn’t matter anymore what would happen to you because you decided to rebel. You would die happily if that meant that Loki would be able to live it out and find his happiness.

“Stop crying, my beautiful girl. Even when I knew from the beginning that you were meant to kill me, I would have died happily in your arms,” Loki kissed away your tears while speaking.

“Do not say that not ever again. I don’t know what will be of me, I will probably be hunted down and killed, but I want you to be happy, understand? Let go of your pain and hatred and find true happiness, alright?” You begged him while caressing his black curly hair. Loki shook his head.

“No, my sweet girl. I will not do such a thing since I have found my happiness with you. In these past months we have been together, my soul has recovered from its injuries. Is it possible that you do not realize it yet, darling? I love you,” You gasped as you look into those beautiful green eyes that drive you insane. You knew that Loki didn’t take those words lightly. “As long as you are mine, my dear, I will not let another soul touch you or harm you.”

“I am yours from the moment I saw you, Loki,” You took a deep breath before continuing. “I love you more than anything,” You admitted in a whisper. “Can I ask something of you?” Loki nodded, smiling. “Make me yours for all eternity.”

“With pleasure, my love.”

Loki kissed you slowly and intimately, caressing your naked body with his expert hands, reviving every cell of your body. His skin was cold, as expected from a Jotun, but it turned yours on fire with every simple touch. He bit down your lower lip softly as if it were a piece of fruit he wanted to savour. He then joined your tongue with his in a sensual dance while his hands touched you in every spot you needed. He cupped one of your breasts and started to pinch your nipple sending waves of pleasure through your body until they pulsated in your core between your legs. You moaned in his mouth and he hummed in appreciation. Loki then kissed your jaw, bit down your neck, going down your collarbone until he reached your other nipple. He blew some cold air on it, causing the pink bud to harden instantly and then he licked it. He continued his ministrations to your skin, kissing down your body through your stomach, then your thigh.

“Loki, please, I need you,” You begged him grabbing a bunch of his black hair.

He smiled at you going all the way up until his forehead was touching yours. Looking into your eyes the whole time, he slid his hard member inside you with one swift motion. You were wet enough for him due to his previous exploration of your body. He stayed still inside you even when you both knew that you didn’t need time to adjust to his length. You both look into each other’s eyes while deliciously enjoying the sensation of being united.

“You are so wet for me, my love. Always ready to please me,” Loki admired with a beautiful smile on his now red lips because of the kiss.

He then started a torturously slow pace, moving out of you, leaving just the tip inside and then thrusting back inside you again. Loki hit your sweet spot with every thrust and you no longer were able to keep his gaze as the pleasure was too much to bear. Your moans and the lewd sound of skin meeting skin quickly filled the bedroom as your lovemaking increased in pace and passion. You moaned his name and that made him go insane. He groaned against your neck while he kept thrusting inside you time and time again. He rolled his hips before thrusting and that added more pleasure. Somehow you needed even more from him and somehow Loki knew it. He reached between your bodies until he found your clit and started to circle it. You felt your orgasm building inside you.

“Cum for me, my sweet girl. Give me what I want,” Loki commanded in your ear.

As if you were waiting for his permission, your orgasm hit you hard, making you see stars as Loki’s name dropped out of your mouth like a prayer. When you came back from your orgasm-induced paradise, you noticed that Loki has stopped his movements but he didn’t reach his climax.

“Do you want me to fill you with my seed, darling?” Loki asked while rolling his hips. “Do you want everybody to know you belong to me, love?”

“Yes, yes, please, love,” You pleaded to him moving your hips trying to get some more movement between you.

“Then you shall please me as well, darling. Give me another one. I know you can do it.”

You were about to deny it when he thrust with full force again while still rubbing your clit. You felt another orgasm building inside you and you knew that Loki could ask anything from you and you would give him anything he desired. You came again, shouting his name and you felt him stiffen above you before moaning out his bliss.

You both laid on the bed, hugging each other with all your tired limbs. You didn’t know what would happen now that you purposefully failed your mission, but you didn’t care as long as you were next to Loki.

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annoyingboing · 6 months

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what in the rom com did i just watch

#loki every two words 'um' 'uh'#MANS WAS STUTTERING AND SHIT #HE WAS SO NERVOUS #tom hiddleston you mad genius #THE WAY MOBIUS / DON WAS JUST LISTENING TO HIM JUST RAMBLE HIS WAY THROUGH HE'S SO SWEET #loki #loki season 2 #loki season two episode five #loki season two #mobius #lokius #tom hiddleston

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p4nishers · 5 months

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can't believe tom hiddleston ACTUALLY interrupted the interviewer to say "one last thing, i think mobius is loki's friend and i don't think loki has ever had a friend before" like king. i love how u felt the need to add that truly

#he's so PASSIONATE about them oh my god like im sorry but w sylki he was literally STRUGGLING to put sentences together and get his meaning #across but with loki he's literally just. rambling for a full five minutes barely taking a breath like he's so likes them together SO much #him interrupting the interviewer after half of a minute was so funny like u can see he's not paying any attention he needs to get this one #little thing in and what he says is just so sweet and i really love how he emphasis that mobius is loki's first friend basically every time #he talks about them bc he knows how very important this relationship is to loki and he wants to get that across. bbg always pulling thru for #us he's a real one #loki season 2 #loki series #mobius m mobius #lokius #loki #tom hiddleston

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finleycannotdraw · 6 months

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“it’s about who”

continuing my saga of having way too much fun drawing kisses and hands <3

wanted to draw something sweet bc we’ve only got one more episode!! how are we feeling?

#lokius #lokius fanart #loki laufeyson #mobius m mobius #don mobius #loki tv #loki series #loki season 2 #loki finale #loki x mobius #my art #THIS WHOLE SEASON HAS BEEN SO SWEET FOR THEM. ASIDE FROM THE HORRORS #and this series has been so fun for me. aside from the horrors (rude s*lki fans)

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meep-meep-richie · 9 days

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Loki, my dear, what´s going on in that beautiful head of you

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french-vanilla-in-the-clouds · 1 year

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𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐚𝐠 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞!

𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔! 𝑮𝒆𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒔 𝒇𝒍𝒚!

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Okay... the Governor and I are headed to Vienna to catch a show at the theatre and I'll be gifted a love letter! I love this man to bits but I'm expecting a double cross... ❤️🥀

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lokiusly · 5 months

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Mobius is so “I’m eating a salad for lunch because I know I’m going to eat a slice of pie, drink hot cocoa, and devour any other sweets I find later on in the day” and i love him for that.

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prettydjarinsoloinspires · 5 months

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before season 2 aired i thought we would never get our original Mobius back. I thought they were going to shove Sylki down our throats. i thought i was going to have to slough through a poorly written, unbearable season of tv just to get little crumbs of Loki and Mobius interacting.

but this. this far surpassed anything i could have hoped for. even if this story hadn’t been Loki’s i would have devoured it. it was clever and well thought out. it was well written with amazing sets and lighting and music. it played up strengths from season 1 that i thought for sure they had long abandoned. like the incredible and compelling setting that is the TVA. and making the cast an ensemble with the already stellar cast they had (and adding the instantly lovable O.B.). Tom was excellent. Owen was phenomenal. and every scene we got with them together was a gift.

the story was crafted with care and forethought and amazing attention to detail. you can’t say that about most big budget studio stories these days. i’m so in awe of everything this season was. it far surpassed season 1 for me and honored the legacy of Loki in a way i never could have dreamed. i honestly think it will go down as one of the most epic seasons of tv ever, for me.

it may have ended bittersweet, but it really didn’t feel like the end of Loki and Mobius’s story to me. it definitely feels like there’s more to tell. and i can’t wait.

#loki #lokius #mobius #tom hiddleston #owen wilson #i wish people could see just how GOOD this season was #it was bittersweet with more bitter than sweet but my GOD #it was a masterpiece #loki season 2 #mcu #loki spoilers #loki series #loki laufeyson #mobius m mobius #loki odinson #loki friggason #pretty rambles #anti sylki #antisylki

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 20 days

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Bittersweet 1

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Part of the Sweet and Spicy AU

Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as dubcon/noncon, and other possible triggers. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: Your startup business catches the eye of a powerful rival.

Character: Loki Laufeyson

Please comment and reblog if it’s not too much. I always love getting to chat about these stories and hearing all your ideas! You all are wonderful and loved.

“So, the Green Bundle includes a Match truffle, chocolate mint smoothies, and green tea infused fudge,” you explain to the trio of women across from you. “The deluxe includes peppermint cocoa as well and comes in a this mug.”

You present one of the few kits you have left in your inventory. As big a deal as getting a stall at the event was, you hadn’t expected the crowd. You’re overwhelmed, especially realising you’re the only stand with only a single body.

“That’s so cute,” the taller brunette remarks, “what about the Pink kit? It says strawberry and creme?”

“Ah, yes, that one sold out rather quickly today. I can offer a voucher for my online boutique or I can sell you a sampler box? It has the strawberry and creme as well as my more popular flavours.”

“Do you do this all yourself?” The curly blonde asks as she eyes the chocolate dipped cherries.

Another body crowds in, a tall men bending to peruse your hand-painted sign listing all your bundles and boxes. He pays you little mind as he eyes cling to the letters and he reaches to pluck up one of your cards. You return your attention to the blonde.

“Yes, they’re all hand-crafted. The mugs as well but I don’t do those. I’ve a friend who makes those.”

“The packaging is so pretty,” the first preens, “can I have a sampler then?”

“Sure,” you answer, “I do the packaging as well. All the stickers, the bows I tie myself, and I decorate each box.”

“Wow, that’s so cool,” the middle on remarks, “I’ll have a sampler as well and the green bundle.”

“Sampler for me,” the third agrees.

You go through the same process with each. You grab the product, put it in a bag, seal it with a sticker, and ring them through with a tap of their card. They all seem excited for their purchase and it’s contagious. It’s been a hectic day but you’re running low and you don’t think you’ll make it through to closing. Still, it’s good advertising.

“Green tea fudge?” The tall man slithers towards the center of your counter, “an unusual combination.”

“Yes, that one took a lot of experimenting.”

“Mmm,” he still has your card in hand, bending it slightly as he flicks it with his thumb, “the red bundle. Cherry, red velvet, and...” he leans back to check the sign, “cayenne. Interesting.”

“I try to make sure there’s variety in each,” you explain.

“Yes, so it seems. I’ll take a red then.”

“Sorry, sir, um, I’ve sold out of most. I still have the yellow, the black, and the green--”

“Sold out?” He raises his wrist to give an emphatic glance at his watch, “either you’re very popular or ill-prepared.”

You’re surprised by the accusation. He’s rather blunt. You’ve dealt with many different types today but they’ve all been relatively pleasant, after all, it’s hard to be in a bad mood at a Baking Show.

“Fair, I wasn’t expecting so many buyers, sir. But you have my card, you’ll see my online boutique is listed--”

“But I want to buy now,” he says as he tilts his head, dark brows rising just slightly.

“I understand, I apologise for the inconvenience, but I just don’t have the red on-hand. I do have a sampler here--” You grab one of the variety boxes, “it would have the cayenne and the cherry.”

“Do you think a one-person operation like this is sustainable?” He inquires sharply.

You wince and shake your head, “sir? I’ve only just started. I’m sure with growth I’ll have to adjust.”

“And do you have a business plan or is this some Etsy venture with no goals?”

You nearly choke. You don’t know what you’ve done to offend him.

“Well, sir, if you don’t want to buy, I do have free samples available. I don’t have any of the red flavours but I do have some banana peanut butter and salted caramel apple--”

“I didn’t ask about samples,” he insists, “I’m asking about your business plan.”

You bat your lashes and look around. Has he come to this event just to interrogate people over their bottom line?

“I suppose it’s something I will have to review after today,” you contend.

“I’d say,” he tucks your card into his jacket pocket, his hand lingering within as he pulls out a leather wallet, “if you have any questions...”

He slides a card free and offers it. You take it hesitantly and read the gold font on matte black cardstock. Black Snake Chocolatier. You run your fingers over the embossed lettering and narrow your eyes. You peer over at the large banner over that business’ booth. He must be from over there but he’s not exactly dressed for the work. His suit is pressed and stainless.

“I did sponsor that one,” he pulls your attention back, “but I’ve come down to take measure of my competition and possible... acquisitions.”

You nod slowly as you meet his green eyes. Is this intimidation?

“Loki Laufeyson,” he offers his hand as a glint of silver in his hair catches the light, “might I have your name?”

You trade your name and a handshake. He squeezes enough for you to wince. He lets go and you slip his card in you apron pocket with all the others collected from your fellow vendors.

“I’ll certainly take a sampler,” he says, “see if this little venture has any teeth.”

His every word is like a bite. He speaks with the fangs of the very logo of his business. You put his purchase into your phone and offer the square for him to tap his payment. He processes it and swipes up the box before you can package it.

“Do you want a bag?” You ask.

“I can handle it,” he tucks the box under his arm. “Best of luck to you doing the same.”

He glances around and slowly moves aside as a group of new customers set in. A family of five with three hollering children with grabby hands. Your eyes widen as you smile at them as best you can. This day has truly tested your social battery.

#loki #dark loki #dark!loki #loki x reader #drabble #au #sweet and spicy #bittersweet #series #mcu #marvel #thor

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lokischickadee · 7 months

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#loki imagine #loki x reader #loki fluff #loki god of mischief #loki drabble #loki x reader fluff #loki headcanon #jotun loki x reader #loki headcanons #loki army #baby loki #loki marvel #marvel loki #sweet loki #queen frigga #loki friggason #mamas boy

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anonymousfiction211 · 1 year

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I have a request for 5, 25, 41, fluff with Loki please. Thank you very much 🤗

Convincing

It all started a few weeks back with Loki’s confession,

‘I like you. We should see if I can get you to like me as well’.

It came out of the blue for you. You had looked sceptically at the God of Lies. You weren’t the type to jump into a relationship, anyway. But Loki being Loki, he didn’t take no for an answer. Over the next days he would bring you your coffee, watch movies with you, talk and actually listen and treated you like an absolute princess. It was weird at first, but it did make you wonder.

The two of you were watching a romantic comedy together, which he had picked out. You had to keep yourself from smiling, he always picked out romantic comedies to watch together. And he always came sliding a little closer, seeing how far you would let him. Butterflies in your stomach were flying around, you tried to ignore them. You wanted to be absolutely sure.

‘I still don’t know’ you said. When he was getting a little too close for your liking. You could feel his warmth on your skin, the scent of his cologne filled your nostrils, and you had to admit that a part of you wanted to wrap yourself around him. But something was holding you back.

‘Let’s kiss and see where it takes us’ he had replied.

‘Shouldn’t you buy me dinner first?’ you tried to laugh it off.

‘All right’ was all he said, as the two of you continued to watch the movie together.

After the movie, Loki led you up towards the roof. He had somehow organised a candle-lit dinner under the stars. With a flick of his wrist, he matched your outfits with the scenes.

‘Is this what you had in mind?’ he asked.

During dinner, you knew. You liked him, a lot. You wanted him. And by the way you were touching his arm, you knew he knew it too. He walked you back to your room. You wanted to kiss him. But, he was telling a story. And he didn’t skip the littlest details. He was standing with his back towards the wall, you were leaning against him, he had bend down, his lips very close to yours. But he kept talking…. not that you were listening.

‘Kiss me and shut up’ you finally said.

That’s when the smug grin appeared on his face. ‘Finally’ he said, before you felt his lips on yours.

#loki marvel #loki god of mischief #loki god of lies #loki x you #loki x reader #loki of jotunheim #loki odinson #loki of asgard #loki laufeyson #loki #loki mcu #loki drabble #loki fic #loki fluff #loki fiction #loki fanfiction #loki fanfic #loki story #loki sweet

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maybeamiles · 5 days

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who gave the 11(?) year-old a sword?

Fanart of Goro Akechi in @mollypollykinz's Throw Away Your Mask AU.

#ngl i'm obsessed with this AU #i tried to incorporate elements of his black mask and crow outfits into this uniform #his clothes say 'sweet little boy' but his face says 'murder'#don't look too closely at loki he's a bitch to draw #persona 5 royal #persona 3 #my art #fanart #throw away your mask #goro akechi

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last-herondale · 1 year

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You Belong Here, With Me

Loki x FemReader

Angst, fluff, hurt/comfort

Tw: None that i can think of

A/N: I had an idea for a scene where the reader is hidden on Asgard while the Avengers fight a threat for her back on Earth. Loki is stuck being the host, but he really doesn’t mind. She doesn’t feel like she fits into Loki’s world, but Loki has a different opinion.

Enjoy 🤘🏼

It had been a miracle that you managed to slip away from the celebration. While the Asgardians certainly knew how to throw a party, your social battery had been drained from the past few weeks.

You had agreed, when the team suggested you lay low for the time being. Earth was too chaotic, too unsafe for you right now. The largest target was on your back, and the only way to keep the people you cared about safe from harm was to leave.

Carol had many planets she offered to take you to. One where it was summer all year long, and the beaches were the most beautiful in the galaxy. You had declined. When Quill offered to pick you up for a time to travel with the guardians, you declined. But when Thor offered to take you to Asgard and have Loki stay to keep you company…

You shook your head at the memory. How stupid it seemed now.

You had slipped out of the ballroom, taking great care to not be followed. It was difficult adjusting to the Asgardian fashion. Frigga had sent up many fine dresses of various fabric and color. Tonight you selected an elegant royal blue dress that exposed most of your back and shoulders. You had a long silk shaw to match, and the ends of it billowed behind you as you hurried down the hallway towards your room.

You could still hear the music and laughter pouring from the ballroom as you shut the door right behind you. Immediately your body relaxed. You kicked off your shoes and meandered your way to the vanity table. You began to undo your earrings when you heard the door click open.

“Turning in early I see,” Loki said, shutting the door as he entered. You watched him from the mirror, and were struck by the beauty of him in his green and gold clothes. “I do believe the party was just getting started.”

“Leave me be,” you muttered. Loki rolled his eyes and made his way toward your bed. He sat on the corner closest to you.

“What kind of host would I be if I left you unattended during a party?” He kept his voice playful, but there was concern ridden in his blue eyes. It had been a strange few weeks. The two of you agreed it would be best to keep this relationship, or whatever it was that had grown between the two of you on Earth, under wraps while in Asgard. Loki had his reasons, all in good nature, he had promised, but still he was tight lipped about it all. You wondered what kind of customs Asgardians practiced when it came to intimacy, and you were too embarrassed to ask.

You sighed as you removed the rings and bracelets from your hands. They had been gifts from him, far too beautiful for the occasion. Your hands began to move towards your neck to unhook the maze of necklaces, but Loki was up in a flash.

“Allow me,” he said. He pushed your hair aside to one shoulder in a delicate motion. His hands were cool on the back of your neck, and you had to stop yourself from shivering. Carefully, began to unclasp each necklace and place them on the vanity.

“Tell me what troubles you, my love,” Loki said. He looked at you through the mirror's reflection. You stared at each other for a moment as Loki undid the last necklace. His fingers seemed to linger a bit on your shoulder, giving you the smallest of caresses.

The touch heated your blood and you stood from the vanity, turning to face him. His eyes searched yours, all amusement gone from his expression. Moonlight pooled in from your window, casting a beautiful pale light across Loki’s features. He was so ethereally beautiful that it hurt to look at him sometimes. You longed to touch him. To be able to openly touch him and love him as unabashedly as you had on Earth.

“I would prefer not talk about it tonight. Please, leave.” You whispered. You hated turning him away, but your heart and mind were too muddled and weary to feel anything else.

Hurt flashed across his face for a moment, but he quickly composed himself and simply shrugged. “As you wish.”

He strode a few steps forward, leaving you where you stood. You turned away, waiting for the door to slam shut after him but it never came.

“Have I done something to offend you?” He asked, facing the door. He slowly turned around as you looked at him. “If I have done anything, y/n, please let me correct it. You know I hate it when you're angry with me, darling. Please, tell me what I've done.”

His words rattled your resolve. You bit your lip to keep it from trembling. Your emotions from the past few weeks began to overflow, and it took all your strength to keep the tears at bay.

“It’s not you, Loki. It’s me,” you said, your voice cracked on the last word. Loki’s gaze softened immediately, any facade of anger or amusement gone. He stepped forward, placing his hands on your elbows.

“Y/n-“

You stepped back from his grip and began to pace the length of your room.

“I don’t belong here, Loki. This whole thing was a mistake.”

“What?” Loki ask incredulously. “Who the hell told you that nonsense? I shall have their tongues removed-”

“No one- I told myself that. Because it’s true. I don’t fit in here.” Tears brimmed the edge of your eyes. You silently cursed yourself for being so emotional. Why should it matter if you didn’t fit in here? Why did you care so much? It wasn't as if this was a permanent situation. You would be leaving just as soon as things settled down on Earth. Why did the idea of leaving hurt just as bad? They were answers you hadn’t been able to find in the time you had been on Asgard.

You expected Loki to laugh. It sounded ridiculous enough in your head and saying it out loud didn’t give the words anymore validity. But still, your heart twinged at the thought. But he didn’t. Instead he just stood there, looking thoughtfully at you, as if he understood.

“You are unhappy here…”

You winced at the sadness that lingered in his sultry voice. You stopped pacing and took refuge by sitting on the edge of your bed.

“It’s not that I haven’t enjoyed my time here. Truly, your home is beautiful- it’s magnificent. Everyone here has been nothing short of generous, especially your mother, but I just-“

You took a ragged breath. “I’m just a human. A human that made a very big mistake to have to be hidden away. I’m a mess. I don’t fit in here- amongst gods in their golden palace. I’m not like you Loki.”

“I believe you and I are more alike than you’d care to admit. And you are so much more than just a human.” You blinked at him, shocked by his response. He didn’t seem angry, or even the slightest bit annoyed by your explanation. Instead, a hint of playfulness danced in his eyes. He moved closer to you extending out his hand.

“May I show you something?” He asked. You opened your mouth to object but he just clicked his tongue, cutting you off. “If you still wish to leave afterwards I will have Heimdall take you anywhere you’d wish to go. Just- humor me for a moment. Please?”

You gave him an uncertain look, but the small grin on his face made your heart lurch in your chest. You placed your hand in his and followed him as he led you out of your room.

“Loki- my shoes…” you began as your bare feet hit the cool marble walkway outside of your room.

“Don��t worry, darling, you won’t need them. Come, quickly before someone sees us.”

The two of you ran through the palace. Loki kept the two of you close to the dark passage ways, making sure to stay clear from any other person that lingered the halls. Music from the ballroom could still be heard across the palace. It’s fast tempo gave the ground beneath your feet a heartbeat.

Loki held you close, never letting go of your hand as the two of you ducked into a single spiraled stairwell. Unexpectedly, he swept you off your feet and began to carry you as he ran up the stairs. You let out a swell of laughter as the two of you ascended, wrapping your arms around his neck for support. You fought the urge to kiss him, biting your bottom lip as you held him.

Once you made it to the top, Loki gently put you down and took your hand again. He walked with you this time, following the corridor until the entrance arched into a beautiful awning. Your eyes widened at the sight of Asgard in the starlight. The city seemed to dance underneath the moonlight, and the glow from the Bifrost glimmered in the distance.

You leaned on the stone edge balcony, letting the ends of your shawl blow loosely in the wind. Loki stepped closer beside you, the left side of your body felt warmed by his presence.

“It’s beautiful,” you murmured.

“As are you,” Loki said. You felt your cheeks burn as the compliment. “Do you know why I offered to bring you here?”

The question stunned you. The whole time you had assumed your placement here had been Thor’s idea. Loki took your silence as an answer and continued.

“I wanted you to come here because I could not think of any other place you deserved to be.”

Loki looked out onto the expanse of Asgard. His eyes grew soft at the sight of his home. “When I found out the truth of my past, I felt exactly as you feel now. Unworthy. And then when I continued to make mistake, after mistake-“

Loki’s voice broke. You placed your hand on top of his and held on tightly. He gave you a small smile and ran his thumb over your fingers. It was the most contact you two had since your arrival. Loki had been called away on official duties, standing in for Thor in his absence by attending meetings with Odin. But even this simple touch seemed to sustain the both of you.

“Asgard is a difficult place to call home. Especially for those of us that were not born from its glory. I have fought bitterly for my place here. I have hurt many who loved me for the sake of it, and have worked tirelessly to amend these wrongs and yet it often does not feel enough.”

Loki turned to you, taking both of your hands in his.

“I do not deserve it, but I am a son of Odin. I am a prince of Asgard, despite it all. And you,” his fingers tipped your chin up gently, moving your face closer to his. “From the moment I met you, I knew you belonged here. Even on Earth, in those quiet moments we shared together, your mind- your soul, you always reminded me of home.”

Tears were falling down your face now. Your body hitched with a small laugh as Loki wiped a tear away.

“I hoped you would fall in love with Asgard. Hoped that I could share with you one of the few parts of my life that I am actually proud of. I never wanted it to make you feel less than you are. And to me y/n, you are everything.”

Loki pulled his hands away for a moment. He held them out before you as magic illuminated around his palms. A thin silver crown made of silver vines appeared before Loki. Flecks of gold spilled around the silver, making the crown glimmer in his hands.

Loki looked at you, his gaze as steady and as sure as you’ve ever seen him. Before you stood a god, one that looked as if he would burn the world down for you, and you alone.

"There is beauty in the starlight of every corner of the galaxy, but I have found the one who for me, holds the stars."

"Loki?" you asked breathlessly.

Loki gave a small smile. "I was going to ask you tonight, before all of Asgard, if you would marry me. But as always, you made me change my plans when you left the ball early. "

"Marry you?" you whispered. Loki nodded, his pale blue eyes lit up his face.

“That’s why I was away these last few days. I spoke with my father, my mother, even Thor before we left, to ensure that if you were to accept- you would have your rightful place here with me, as a Princess of Asgard.”

“And-if Asgard does not make you happy my dear, then we can live on Earth. We could live anywhere- wherever you want. As long as I have you, I know I will be home.”

Words seemed to fail you. Tears continued to fall down your face as Loki looked at you with unbearable gentleness. “You would have me then?” You asked. “Despite everything..?”

Loki gave you a heartbreaking smile. He placed his hand on the side of your face and stroked your cheek. “Y/n, love,” he murmured. “I wish you could see yourself as I do. But I will spend the rest of our lives showing you how much you mean to me. I will be there, no matter what else comes your way. I will fight for you, and all you hold dear for the rest of my days."

You smiled as tears ran down your face. The wind blew tendrils of your hair around. You put your hands on Loki’s face, pulling him closer until the tips of your foreheads touched.

“Yes,” you whispered. "Yes, I will marry you."

Loki gave a soft, almost relieved, laugh. He used his free arm and wrapped it around your waist as he brought your body closer to his, until there was mere inches between you. His hand splayed out on the bare back of your dress as he brought you in for a kiss. You wrapped your arms around his neck and let him deepen the kiss, wanting to be consumed by him in every way. He broke apart, making sure to pepper your tear stained cheeks with light kisses.

He brought up the other hand that held the crown. You rolled his eyes at him as he spun it around his finger.

“A ring would have sufficed,” you teased.

“Not for you, my dear,” he murmured as he gently placed the crown on top of your head. “Nothing in the cosmos could suffice.”

The crown was light on your head. Loki took a step back to get a good look at you and his eyes seemed to darken as he took you in. You felt your face flush as you reached out for him to come back to you. He smiled as he spun you around, causing your dress to twirl in the moonlight. He kissed you again, holding you tightly against the backdrop of the Asgardian moon.

“Does this mean we have to return to the party?” You asked teasingly against his mouth.

“It is technically our engagement party. It would be rude to keep them waiting all night. I believe my mother had a cake made for us.”

He kissed the length of your neck, taking great care to give every exposed part of your skin attention. You smiled and tipped your head back, happiness radiating from every pore in your body.

“Can we wait- a few more minutes?” You asked breathlessly. Your hands traveled up the back of his neck, entangling into his hair as he kissed your collarbones.

“Darling,” he growled into your skin, “if you keep touching me like that, we may never make it back to that party.”

You laughed, letting yourself forget all of the doubt you had held in your heart. Playfulness danced in your eyes as you tipped Loki's face up to yours.

"No rush, or anything dear," you murmured. "But I did leave my shoes in my room."

Loki chuckled, giving you a wicked grin. With that he lifted you into his arms. "Let us make haste then to the bedroom- to retrieve my dear lady love's shoes, of course."

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