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donaweasley · 10 months
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I Will Find You (Part 02)
Pairing: Loki x Fem!Asgardian!Reader
Plot:
Loki was back; but he’s gone again. And things have become worse than ever. Will it be possible to find a home again?
Part 1 to be found here
Warnings: Angst, smut (with a happy ending).
Read time: ~23 mins
Minors: DO NOT INTERACT! Please, sweeties, you’ll have your time for reading mature themes soon. It’s just not now. 🙂
Note: This is my first time writing smut and I’m totally freaking out!! It’s just not my zone, and I know it! So, please bear with me and leave me honest feedback if I should continue trying smutty things or should just leave it here.
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They reached New Asgard almost two days after the incident. They would have probably reached the next night had (Y/N) not insisted on waiting there until Loki returned. Thor was exhausted both mentally and physically; he lost the battle and had no other choice but to wait with his headstrong sister in the cold.
(Y/N) could no longer feel him the way she had been able to all these years. But she was adamant; and the shock of losing Loki again made her more so. She believed that Loki could see her even if she could not see him. And she wanted him to see her sufferings, to understand what he had been putting her through, to realise his mistakes, and to come back.
But that never happened.
Dawn broke, and the light of the new day held every broken piece clear before her. Her obstinacy was not leading her anywhere. And then there was Thor, whose broken pieces were collected and smashed on the cold, hard floor again, only to shatter them further, with no hope of ever being put together again.
It was for his sake that she finally agreed to head home. Home! She did not even know what home was like anymore.
The next few days saw things getting worse than ever. (Y/N) became quieter but aggravating. Even Thor, whose smile could ease almost any situation she was in, could not decide how to approach her; walking on eggshells became a regular with the people around her.
The day things worsened was when (Y/N) shouted at the brother-like man in a drunken stupor.
When nothing could ease her pain, she resorted to alcohol, with the Valkyrie for company. The latter tried to push her away but she was resolute. After days of seeing (Y/N) wasting away, Thor decided to step in, but was met with a resentment that he had never imagined coming from her.
"I'm sorry to say this, Brunnhilde, but your drinking habits are getting you nowhere. And now you have dragged (Y/N) with you," he interrupted them one evening.
Before the Valkyrie could open her mouth in defence, a drunk (Y/N) rose to her feet, and staggered towards the older Odinson.
"No one has dragged me anywhere! Whatever I do, I do it on my own! And Who are you to say, huh? You drown your failures and your sorrows in alcohol all day. You shun away from your people and play some stupid game on your dumb box with your dumb friends. You, of all people, have no authority to preach others what to do and what not to do! You Odinsons…fuck you both! You have always lived your lives on your own terms, and never thought about the misery you cause others!! So, you, big, giant, warrior king Thor… please do not come stomping into my life, telling me how to live when you are living a life worse than death every single day!"
Brunnhilde managed to drag her back but not before the harm was done.
The next morning, a soft knock on Thor's door woke him up. With heavy legs, he dragged himself to open it, rubbing his eyes in the process.
He wasn't very surprised to find a sobered up (Y/N) waiting on the other side, with a tray of breakfast in her hands.
Without a word, he stepped aside, making room for her to enter. The place reeked of alcohol but who was she to complain now?
Gently placing the tray on the table, she turned towards him, only to find him disappearing underneath the sheets again.
"Forgive me for what I said yesterday. I was…"
"You were right," a muffled voice floated from inside the covers. "Why are you sorry for stating the truth?"
"Because that is not true, Thor! We both know I was out of my mind. It was not me but my anger talking, and… I am sorry, Thor. Please forgive me…if you can."
She turned to leave but a woeful call of her name made her stop.
"Please do not make yourself suffer because we failed you. You are worth much more."
She said nothing.
"Please get up and have food. Real food. Otherwise you will keep belching all day."
Almost two weeks had passed since they had returned from Tromsø. She made sure not to lash out at anybody anymore, but that also meant bottling everything up until at night when, in the company of darkness and solitude, she let all her emotions out through streams of tears that pooled onto her pillow.
It was another such night; insomnia was a regular visitor now. The rest of the village had fallen into a deep slumber but she sat awake with a book in hand, trying hard to decipher the simple words that her eyes ran over again and again. But her mind was elsewhere, as usual.
Suddenly, what seemed to be like a gentle tap on the door startled her. Her ears perked up. But there was no other sound. Dismissing it to be a figment of her imagination, she returned to her attempts at focusing on the book.
A few seconds later, it was there again. This time it was a clear knock - soft but clear.
Grabbing the hilt of her knife in one hand, she opened the door slightly. The sight before her made her freeze.
Loki was standing just beyond the threshold. The same look of exhaustion reigned in his entirety as she had seen almost a fortnight ago.
On one hand, she wanted to open the door wide and pull him inside and in a warm hug; she wanted her tears to wash all the pain away. On the other hand, she wanted to slash his throat open with the blade she held.
"Can you forgive me?" Loki's eyes pleaded with her.
She said nothing for a while but simply stared at him. The hand which held the knife wrapped so tightly around the hilt that her knuckles turned white.
"Can you forgive me if I shut the door on your face now?" She replied with an eerie calmness.
Loki's eyes cast downwards as he sighed. "I believe I would deserve that."
Silently, she opened the door wide enough for Loki to step inside. When he still stood outside, unsure whether to take the step or not, she spat, "Are you just going to stand there and let the cold wind rush in or are you going to do something?"
Nodding lightly, he stepped inside the cottage while (Y/N) closed the door.
Loki was home again. Or was he?
"I shall run a warm bath for you. Give me a moment."
He tried to call her but the name evaporated into an empty room as she ignored him and left.
She returned after a while, the same indifference stamped on her face.
"The bath is ready. You should find everything you need at hand. You may leave your clothes on the rack. I shall be back in a while."
"Where are you going?"
"To get some clothes for you. Despite what some might think, I do not have any man's clothes in my house."
Before Loki could utter a word, she exited the house, closing the door in her wake.
The damage that he had done lay bare before his eyes. A few moments of doubt and insecurity tore down everything that they had built over the years.
By the time she returned with a bunch of fresh but borrowed laundry, the house was quiet. She assumed that Loki was still in the bath.
"Are you still in there?" She asked with a small tap on the bathroom door.
"Uh...yes! Yes, I am."
"Try not to fall asleep in there. There are better ways to die than drowning in a bathtub."
Loki emerged from the bathroom a few moments later, a towel wrapped around his torso. She noticed that he had become thinner. A few faint scratches and small bruises marked his ivory skin here and there, especially his limbs. One particularly large and prominent bruise beside his right knee made her breath hitch.
Old habits urged her to run and wrap herself around him, to soothe all his pains, to kiss him all over and make love to him until they both fell asleep entangled in one another.
But recent events chained her from doing so. Swallowing the lump in her throat, she averted her eyes.
"There is a set of clean clothes on the bed. They may not fit perfectly but that is all I could manage in the middle of the night. I shall get you a new wardrobe tomorrow morning."
"(Y/N)!" Loki tried to stop her from walking away. "Please! Can I get one moment with you? Please?"
She still refused to look at him. "Have something first. And then we shall talk."
Loki stared at her as she disappeared into the kitchen. He had set this up for himself. And he should be the one fixing this, if only he could get a chance to.
As Loki had already assumed, dinner was unusually quiet. There wasn't much on the table - he did not expect anything at all in those late hours, especially after what he had done - but everything that was served smelled delicious. The fact that (Y/N) had prepared it all herself made them all the more special for him.
She sat quietly on the opposite end of the small table.
Clearing his throat, he asked timidly, "I know that you might have already had your meal but…will not have anything? You like midnight snacks, do you not?"
"Used to. And I am full anyway. You may start."
This was not going anywhere; at least not this way. He needed to give her more time, he realised.
Taking a deep breath, he took the first bite. Instinctively, his eyes closed and a moan left his sealed lips. He was starving and the food tasted divine in his mouth.
As (Y/N) observed him, a tiny smile surfaced on her stern features. But she quickly hid it before Loki opened his eyes.
Who knows how long he might have been starving!
The thought made her shiver. Her eyes almost welled up but she fought her emotions back, trying her best not to reveal herself before him.
"You are an exceptional cook!"
But Loki's compliment was met with another sharp response.
"I am average. It is only because you are famished that you find it good."
Loki did not utter another word until the meal was finished.
"Thank you, (Y/N), for having me."
His words did stop her in her tracks but she said nothing.
"Please, (Y/N)."
Loki placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, and the next thing that he felt was the sharp sting of cold metal on his Adam's apple.
Her face was inches away from his. She wore a facade of anger and hatred but her eyes shone with unshed tears.
"If you wish to kill me, I shall not fight," he spoke without wincing. "But please, I beg of you, do not alienate me. Do not push me away, please, love! I have suffered enough. And in that, I have made you suffer, too. Forgive me, (Y/N). Can you?"
"You said I did not deserve you," her hand shook just like her voice did. "You snapped our bond. You did not trust me. You accused me of infidelity when you know how much I love you!"
"I am sorry, love. I truly am! I… I saw you both together and… I do not know! I am sorry!" A tear rolled down his bony cheek.
"But you did not come back." The tears that had been held back were now cascading down her face.
"I did! I did but… I did not know how to face you. Or Thor. For eleven days and nights I roamed in and out of your village. I did not show myself to anyone lest they should tell you."
"And would that have been so bad?"
"I did not know how you would react. Or if you would have me. But then-"
"Then what?" The words came out but in whispers.
"I could not take it anymore. I had to come to you even if you kicked me out or killed me."
"I…" Words failed her. Everything became a blur as a tsunami of emotions tossed violently within her.
"Please accept me, (Y/N)," Loki's eyes bore into hers. "Please tell me that you still love me."
They did not realise when they had come so close that the words were almost breathed on each other's mouths. The knife that was held to his throat dropped to the floor with a sharp clang, and it was only then that they noticed their proximity.
She was unsure whether to act on her desires or to bring her ego between them.
"Please love me, (Y/N)!"
How could she say no to that plea?
Shoving her ego aside, she wrapped a hand around his neck and pulled him closer, immediately pressing her lips to his. They remained that way for a few seconds before moving with an impatience and a fervour that would have set the cottage aflame. His hands snaked around her waist and pulled her flush against him. Loki tilted his head to deepen the kiss, his tongue gliding against hers constantly in a harmonious dance. He tasted of apple pie. She tasted of cheap alcohol.
Her weight on him and the force with which she was kissing him, although immensely pleasurable, made him take a few steps backwards, thus making him hit the table. Bracing himself with his left hand, he regained his balance, and then mapped the said hand along her sides, remembering every curve along the way.
With a gentle push of his body, he took a few steps forward until their paths were blocked by a wall. Pinning her to it with his weight, he continued the ministrations of his mouth while his hands trailed the column of her neck, eventually causing one of them to get lost in her hair. The same happened to her: one hand felt the hardness and the warmth of his chest while the other was tangled in his dark locks. A quick tug on the hair at the nape of his neck resulted in a soft moan from the god: a blissful music to her ears!
When they finally tired themselves out, momentarily though, did they stop. Panting hard, breathing into each other's mouths, they remained still: bodies limp against one another, foreheads pressed together, hearts racing as they basked in the afterglow of their session.
"Tell me that you love me," Loki wished just loud enough for her to hear.
"Of course, I love you, you oaf!" She chuckled breathily. "Never doubt it. Ever!"
"It was a mistake I cannot forgive myself for."
"Now shut that beautiful mouth and come to bed," she slowly pulled herself away from his embrace. "You need rest. A lot of it."
"I do not. Not now. I need to love you," Loki insisted. "Please let me love you!"
"Believe me, I want to do nothing else but make sweet love to you." Loki's face brightened at the confession. "But that must wait. You need to heal first."
Seeing his frown, she laughed. It was just like old times again.
"Lie down with me?" She asked with a smile.
The god tried to protest but the yawn that broke through him declared otherwise.
Almost the entire night, or whatever was left of it, (Y/N) watched Loki: his bare chest rising and falling in the moonlight, like the sea during the tides, his hair splayed on the pillow challenging the night with its dark lustre. The mouth that had been kissing her passionately was now slightly parted. The movement beneath his closed eyelids spoke of some distant dream that he might be having. She silently prayed that it would be a good dream, one worth remembering.
The soft hum of the sea outside, paired with the cool light of the moon seemed to bring back the magic that was them.
And yet there was something off. The hollow of his cheeks were deeper than usual, his eyes were sunken and there were dark circles under them. And then there were the scars and bruises. She wondered what unimaginable pain he might have had to go through all this time. Questions regarding his escape from the ship, his whereabouts and other things spiralled her down an unfathomable hole, exhausting her mind thoroughly in the process.
(Y/N) did not realise when she had drifted off to sleep. When she awoke, she found the comfortable weight of an arm around her waist. Sleep-laden eyes opened to find a pair of green orbs staring at her face with an adoration that almost made her cry. Soft sunlight peeked in through the curtains, lighting the room up with a heavenly glow. Or was it the presence of the god that made it all so special?
She did not know. She did not care. Loki was with her. She was in his arms. That was all that mattered. Everything else had to be beautiful!
"Did you sleep well?" Loki's deep voice, accentuated by the raspiness of sleep, floated into her ears like ethereal music.
"I did. After a long, long time, I did sleep well. And you?"
"Same here." His face contorted as he tried to stifle an obstinate yawn.
(Y/N) giggled, "Just let it out!" And he obeyed.
For a long while they lay awake, simply looking at each other, tracing lazy patterns on one another, neither willing to put an end to the moment.
"I cannot believe I finally found you," Loki smiled.
"You always do," she played with a strand of his hair.
"First things first," he said and placed his fingers against her temple.
She felt the same tingling sensation that she had felt years ago when Loki had shared his magic with her.
"Do you feel me now?" He asked with a soft smile.
"More than ever!" A tear escaped down the corner of her eye.
Loki leaned in and placed a chaste kiss on her mouth, followed by another, and another, until they were both entangled with each other, their lips and tongues caressing the other ardently.
His hand grazed the length of bare skin on her legs until he was met with the hem of her pyjama shorts. Pushing past the barrier, his fingers trailed upwards. Her breath hitched when his hand rolled over and squeezed her clothed ass.
"Loki…" She moaned breathily as her tongue gently traced the column of his neck until she found that sweet spot below his ear that always turned him into jelly. There, she left a small bite, immediately soothing it with a lap of her tongue.
The groan that left Loki urged her to explore the skin of his shoulder, down his collarbone and onto his chest. She left small, open-mouthed kisses as she moved downwards, taking the skin between her teeth here and there, earning her precious rewards of hisses and groans from Loki. Moving upwards, she gently rolled a nipple between her teeth, and watched as Loki's head rolled backwards.
"Still sensitive, are we?" She smirked while Loki looked at her with lust-filled eyes, his gorgeous mouth hanging open in anticipation.
(Y/N) worked her tongue and teeth on his chest, making him produce all kinds of sinful sounds, before moving south again. Meanwhile Loki's hands moved across her back, trying hard to peel the t-shirt off her but failing.
Amidst all the lust and need, her mind worried about the marks on his otherwise perfect skin.
What were they? What happened? How?
But she did not want the moment to be ruined. Carefully threading her way through the marks, she carried on her path of desire.
“Tell me if I hurt you, will you?” She smiled at him.
“You can never hurt me,” he rasped.
“Just tell me if I do,” she insisted, and he nodded.
Before long she found the trail of dark hair that led to the treasure they had both been awaiting. The bulge in his sweatpants was inviting. But instead of giving Loki what he wanted, she continued her trail of kisses over his clothed skin, her thumb exploring the secrets just beneath the waistband. This continued for a while, making Loki even more frustrated. 
Just as she was about to hook her fingers under the band of the pants, she was flipped. With a squeal, she landed on the mattress, with Loki hovering over her.
"You have been a tease for quite long, darling," he growled. Oh, how she loved that sound! "Now, it is my turn. But first, this has to go." He tugged the t-shirt that she was wearing.
"Do not tear it, please!" (Y/N) quickly held his wrist before he could rip it in shreds. "I do not have many," she confessed with a sad smile.
Loki's eyes softened at the admission. "I will not."
Gently, and with her help, he pushed the garment up and over her arms, until it was lying on the floor.
The sight before him made him groan. Bending down, he buried his face in her naked chest and inhaled her scent, followed by a soft kiss. Slowly but intentionally, his hands mapped her breasts, kneading and squeezing them. His tongue and teeth played with the taut bundles on top making her whimper and squirm beneath him, until he released her with a small pop!
With hands still locked on the swells of her chest, his mouth made its way downwards, the curls on his head leaving a feathery tickle in their wake.
"May I?" He asked with his fingers hooked under the band of her shorts.
"Stop being a tease!!" She whined, making him laugh.
But Loki had to be a tease. He pulled the band down as slow as possible, kissing every inch of skin that was being exposed in the process.
"Damn you!" She cursed.
This made him finally whisk away the fabric, adding it with the other discarded piece.
"You are so gorgeous!" His breath, hot on her mound, made her rub her thighs together.
"No, darling, keep them open for me." He gently parted them with his hands, and lowered his head.
"Loki!" It was not a moan or a whine. It was a call that made him look at her with worry.
"Not now," she pleaded. "I need you right now. Please!"
"Good. For I cannot bear this any longer."
By the time Loki got rid of the pants, (Y/N) was sitting on her knees, unable to hold herself anymore. Hugging her tight, he brought her on his lap, and kissed her passionately, grinding himself on her wet folds all the time.
Hoisting her up, he aligned himself with her and slowly brought her down until he was fully sheathed in her. Closing their eyes, they both relished the feeling for a few seconds - the feeling of being one, of being complete, of reliving all similar memories that they had created together back in Asgard.
She latched her mouth to his, and slowly started moving. It was slow, unhurried, unlike their state of mind a couple of minutes ago, and like the movement of their tongues in that very moment. She could feel him everywhere, inside her, outside her, as though she was enveloped in him. After all these years, she felt a sharp sting at the stretch. But it was a pain she was willing to bear everyday if it meant that she could be with Loki.
(Y/N) rotated her hips leisurely, while Loki placed open-mouthed kisses along her collarbone. Eventually, she started increasing her pace, turning his kisses into grazes of teeth.
That was until Loki could take no more. Digging his fingers into her hips, he took control of her movements. This new manoeuvre left her empty with only the tip inside before he slammed into her, reaching her deepest parts. A loud scream escaped her as he touched her most sensitive parts.
Loki shushed her. He panted between his thrusts, "You…do not…want…the…village…to-"
"I cannot help it!" She shouted.
That very moment, her walls fluttered around him, and a loud animalistic groan escaped him.
"See?" She smirked.
Loki locked his mouth with hers, both of them moaning and panting into each other, muffling the sounds that should have remained only within the confines of their chambers.
"Touch yourself!" Loki commanded.
When she did not obey, he admitted, "I shall not last long. Please, love, touch yourself. I want to come with you."
This time she did as was asked, reaching between their sweaty bodies, rubbing herself as Loki incessantly rocked her and slammed into her. Biting on the sensitive skin on his neck she let out a guttural moan as the coil in her stomach tightened. Her walls clenched around him, making him cry out her name. His movements became sloppy and so did hers. Holding her tight and burying his face in her shoulder, he pushed into her a few more times before asking her to let go, finding his own release with her.
They remained still for a while, catching their breath, floating in bliss and peppering each other with kisses wherever possible. At length, she pulled away but just enough to give him a long kiss on the mouth.
"Do these hurt?" She lightly traced his scars.
He shook his head slowly.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"Not now."
Nodding, she pressed another kiss to his lips. A confusion spread across her face when Loki wrapped her legs around his waist.
"What are you doing?" She smiled.
"Hold on tight."
"What-"
Her question was left incomplete as Loki grabbed her ass with one hand and, balancing himself with the other hand, got off the bed with her.
"We do not want to spoil the sheets, do we?" A mischievous glint shone in his eyes. "And… I was feeling sort of lonely in the bath yesterday. Would you like to join me?"
"Certainly!" She kissed him as he carried her to the bathroom, still buried inside her.
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"It is time we told Thor. And everyone for that matter," (Y/N) said while preparing brunch.
Before Loki could answer, a loud knock startled them.
"Lady (Y/N)," Thor's voice boomed, "it has been quite late and you have not been out of your house. Are you feeling unwell?"
"Let me handle this," Loki, clad in the clothes from the previous night, sauntered towards the door.
Taking a deep breath, he opened the door. "Hello, brother!"
The said brother stood still like a statue for a few seconds before landing a hard punch to the younger one's face.
Hearing someone stumble, (Y/N) came running to the scene to see Thor pull Loki into a bear hug. He was sobbing.
"It is good to see you, too, brother," Loki smiled and patted his back.
Home was indeed beautiful.
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vbecker10 · 1 year
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Loki's Cooking Lesson
Pairing: Loki x female reader (y/n)
Warnings: I got nothing... just some fluff
Summary: Loki asked if you could teach him how to cook something for date night and you can't help using this as an opportunity to prank the trickster.
Word Count: 1k words
A/N: I was reading through some of my longer fic, Shadows of the Past, and I thought this chapter would be a fun little oneshot. I reworked it so you don't need to know anything else about the story to read it. If you do like it though... it is chapter 19 and the link to the rest of the fic is here (work in progress) Shadows of the Past
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You stand in front of the door to Loki's apartment and check your phone one last time to make sure everything is set. You smile to yourself and slip it back into your pocket before knocking. The door swings open almost immediately and you are greeted by Loki.
"Hello darling," he smiles as he gestures for you to enter.
After closing the door behind you, he wraps his arms around you tightly. You hug him back, resting your head against his chest. One of his hands remains on your lower back but he moves his other hand to the back of your head and lightly runs his fingers through your hair. You look up at him and he leans down, kissing you softly.
"Hi mischief," you giggle quietly when he loosens his hold of you. You take his hand and start towards the kitchen. “Now, I think it’s time for you to make me some dinner," you remind him.
“That was the plan... although I warn you, I have almost no idea what I’m doing,” he responds.
You try not to laugh at how nervous he sounds and reassure him, “Don't worry, if it turns out to be inedible we can just order a pizza."
He rubs the back of his neck and you kiss his cheek, causing him to smile again. "We've got this Loki, you ready?" you ask and he nods.
“Ok so, first rule of cooking...” you say to him as you open up your music app.  “We need some good music,” you smile.
"Really?" he asks, raising one of his eyebrows at you.
"Absolutely," you answer matter-of-factly. You scroll down and select the playlist you made specifically for tonight.
He looks at you curiously as he waits for the first song to start.
“First one is a classic, you're going to love it,” you tell him. After a few seconds of silence, AC/DC’s Thunderstruck begins to play loudly and the smile vanishes from his face.
    Thunder, Thunder, Thunder, Thunder, Thunder,
    Thunder, Thunder, Thunder, Thunder, Thunder,
    I was caught
    In the middle of a railroad track (Thunder) ....
You pause the song and he sighs loudly as he rolls his eyes. “Not a fan?” you ask him, trying to stifle a laugh. He shakes his head slowly, crossing his arms against his chest. 
“Ok... not your style, I can work around that. This next one is a bit newer,” you explain as you click on the next song on the playlist.  
    Just a young gun with a quick fuse
    I was uptight, wanna let loose
    I was dreaming of bigger things
    And wanna leave my old life behind
    Not a yes-sir, not a follower
    Fit the box, fit the mold
    Have a seat in the foyer, take a number
    I was lightning before the thunder
You watch him closely as he leans on the counter next to you. He doesn’t seem to be enjoying the song but his expression is neutral until the chorus to Imagine Dragon’s Thunder starts.
    Thunder, thunder
    Thunder, thun-, thunder
    Thun-thun-thunder, thunder, thunder ....
“Oh for Norns sake!” he says loudly, throwing his hands up.
You can barely contain your laughter as he walks a few steps away from you then turns back. You feign innocence as you pause the song, “You don’t like this one either?”
“No... I do not like that one either,” he says as he steps closer to you. He puts one arm around your waist and pulls you flush against him. He leans down, keeping his eyes locked on yours. “You have one more chance, Y/N," he says slowly in a calm voice.
Without saying a word you nod and reach for your phone. “I think you are really going to like this one. It's supposed to be very relaxing," you tell him as you lean into his embrace.
You click on the next song and bite your lip lightly as Loki continues to hold you close to him. The song starts gently with an orchestra playing softly. Loki's face softens a bit and he seems to be enjoying the music until the sound of light rain can be made out in the background.
Loki pulls back slightly from you and looks at you questioningly. “Tell me that is not what I think it is,” he says and you can hardly keep a straight face as you shrug.
The sounds of the rain become louder and the crack of thunder breaks through the melody of the orchestra. Loki lets go of you and puts his hand over his eyes as he groans loudly.  
“I honestly have no idea what I’m going to do with you, Y/N,” he says shaking his head as you pause the nature sounds.
You finally let out the laugh you've been holding and answer, “I’m sure you’ll think of something.”
“Hmmm,” he hums as he backs you against the counter. Loki slips one arm around your waist and places his other hand under your chin, tilting your head so you are looking up at him. “I do have an idea or two,” he says in a serious tone.
He moves quickly, kissing you hard while he presses his body against yours. You wrap your arms around him and kiss him back. His lips travel to your cheek, your jaw then down your neck. You can’t help but moan softly when he kisses your collarbone and he pauses when he hears it.
“That is a much better sound than thunder,” he says with a smirk and you nod in agreement.  
He lets go of you and you pout a little, “Now, I believe you promised to teach me how to cook... if you are ready to behave?” he asks.
"I'll be good,” you respond.
“Good girl,” he says quietly in your ear causing you to blush. "Shall we get started?" he asks and you nod before heading over to the fridge to take out the necessary ingredients.
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lokisbiiiitch1993 · 7 months
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Darling,you are the one I want - Jealous Reader x Loki Headcanons
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You are from Midgard - you run into Loki coincidentally - after flirting for a while you had instantly a Crush on the Charming, Mysterious Stranger
Loki liked your Sweet Smile, your blushing Cheeks,how flustered you get ,he enjoyed having your Attention
He wanted to see you again so Loki made sure of it
Dates with Loki are always the best - fun and exciting
You couldn't help but fall in Love with him - but you tried to act cool and waited for him to confess first - Loki figured you out quickly and planned to take his sweet time, making you desperate - rethinking everything, manipulating you to say how you feel first ,to say you want him and only him
Date after Date passed , spending more and more Time together,kissing ,lots of hot passionate kisses - living like a Couple already - but none of you told the other but their feelings - till you couldn't take it anymore
Before Loki had the Chance to leave - you stopped him Wait - I love you - I can't take this anymore - I want you - I want to be with you
He smirked - I love you too, desperately, my Love - Loki answered
Months later Loki decided - He wants to bring you to Asgard - Showing you his Home - the Place he grew up - you were excited
As you arrived in Asgard you were speechless - This Place is magically - Like a Dreamland you said
The Palace is so majestic and soo many People are running around here - they are all Dressed so beautifully - you thought
You saw Gods and Goddesses - one more beautiful as the other
3 Goddesses came up to Loki talking or was it flirting ? They smiled at him - touching his Arm - that made you jealous - this Beautiful Women swarming around your Handsome God of Mischief - Crossing your Arms you were watching them - but as you thought Loki enjoyed the Attention a bit too much - you walked away
As he saw you leaving he run after you - grabbing your Arm - my Love, where are you going? He asked
Away from you and your Horde of Goddesses - you answered jealous
I don't care for them - Darling, you are the one I want - Loki sweared
I love only you,my Love
Let me prove how desperate I want only you,in my Chambers - he said with a smirk
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wheredafandomat · 1 year
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For Better or For Worse
Epilogue
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“Your daddy literally paid the airline to stop the flight from taking off. It must’ve cost him a fortune.” You laughed. “Anyways, hurry up, I want to finally be able to lay on my stomach again.” You added, looking down at your stomach as you ran your hand over it in a circular motion.
“Are you sure that’s all you want to do?” Loki questioned teasingly, walking into the hospital room in scrubs, ready for you to go into labour.
“Loki stop, she can hear.” You scolded.
“Well then tell her it’s time to come out” he smiled, leaning over the bed to speak to your stomach “come on sweetheart, time to meet your parents.”
It seems she did hear, Lokis words having an affect on her because you went into labour about twenty minutes later. Doctors began rushing in, preparing you for the final stages as you looked up at Loki, tears running down your cheeks.
“W-what if something goes wrong?” You questioned, squeezing his hand as your contractions grew closer together.
“It won’t, I’m right here.” He assured, using his free hand to wipe the sweat beading on your forehead.
“I don’t think I can handle losing another child Loki.” You sniffled.
“You won’t” he spoke, kissing your forehead “I promise.”
Within the next hour, you found yourself laying with your back against the headboard, completely exhausted as your eyes fell onto Loki holding the baby. Catching your eye, he placed her in your arms, a tear rolling down his cheek as he watched you hold her.
“My girls.” He murmured, blinking away his tears. You looked up at him, fighting away your own tears as he pressed his lips to yours in a gentle kiss. He eased away slowly, his expression changing. “Y/n, I’ve been waiting for the perfect time to ask and I can’t think of one better than right now.” He began.
“Loki love, what is it?” You asked, concern evident in your tone before you gasped slightly, Loki kneeling on the floor as he pulled out a small velvet box from his pocket. Who knew scrubs had pockets?
“Y/n, y/l/n, would you do me the honour of becoming my wife, again?” He asked almost nervously as if the answer wasn’t obvious. Before you could answer, the baby resting in your arms made a gurgling noise catching you and Lokis attention before she settled back to sleep.
“I think she’s in agreement” you smiled “get up off of the floor Loki, of course I’ll marry you. I love you so much. Come here.” You cheered as quietly as you could, Loki slipping an engagement ring onto your finger before kissing you.
You later fed her before falling asleep, Loki taking her from you and sitting with her, cooing at her. You were woken from your light slumber by a knock on the door. Opening your eyes, you grinned at Thor who was standing at the door with a bouquet of flowers as well as Logan who was now a toddler and also Rose and Lokis son; the same Rose that had tried to kill you and who slept with both Odinsons before giving birth to Lokis child. As soon as it was born, she was ordered to do a pregnancy test and it turned out that it was actually Lokis. After a very expensive custody battle, you and Loki were granted sole custody of him. Despite your grievances with Logan’s mother, you still adored him, he was still half Loki. Lokis jaw clenched seeing Thor, mentally cursing him for ruining this moment meanwhile you gestured for Logan to come in and meet his baby sister. They pushed the door open before Loki spoke.
“Get out.” He said sternly to Thor once Logan was beside your bed.
“I just wanted—” Thor began.
“Out.”
“Loki, let him say his peace.” You interjected. Despite what Thor had done, he was still Lokis brother, the children’s uncle. You knew that Loki would eventually forgive him even if it was for his own sanity so it was better to start the process early. Smiling at you, Thor walked further inside, placing the bouquet of flowers on the bedside table before looking down at the baby.
“She’s beautiful.” He spoke.
“Thanks Thor.” You answered.
“I also wanted to say that the sale for the house has been approved.” He added.
“Great, so we’ll have enough money for another spectacular wedding.” You smiled coyly at Loki.
“Oh, you’re engaged?” Thor asked.
“Yes.” Loki answered curtly as you flashed your engagement ring.
“Congratulations!” Thor beamed.
“Mhm.” Loki hummed in response.
“Well um, I better get going, I’ll drop Logan back at mothers.” Thor excused himself.
“Thank you.” You answered tiredly, giving Logan a side hug before they both left. “What’s got you all smiley?” You asked Loki, noticing his expression.
“Well other than the fact that I’m currently holding my daughter and you’ve said yes to my proposal, we’re finally done with the house. This really is a new start.” He replied.
“Yes” you agreed “time for a new start.”
“What do you think Esmé?” Loki spoke softly, looking down at the baby.
“Esmé” you grinned “you liked the name.”
“I loved the name.” He corrected.
“Logan and Esmé.”
Around the time of Esmés first birthday, you found yourself walking down the aisle again. You kept the ceremony small, only inviting a few guests. Luckily Rose stayed away. Once you reached Loki, the tears were already rolling down your cheeks.
“In the name of God, I, Loki take you, y/n to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, until death do us part. This is my solemn vow.” Loki declared, holding your hands.
“You may now kiss the bride.”
Surprising you, Lokis arm wrapped around your back as he dipped you, kissing you passionately as everyone cheered. Frigga was holding Esmé, using her hands to clap as Loki brought you back to your feet again.
“I love you.” You affirmed against his lips.
The honeymoon, although delayed, meant that you and Loki did eventually make it to Paris. Together.
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joyful-enchantress · 1 year
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Evergreen | Loki x Fem!Reader
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A/N: Hello! Enjoy this festive drabble that I wrote for @fictive-sl0th as part of the Secret Santa fic exchange that she so graciously organized. This can be read alone, but could also be considered a companion to I'm Dreaming of a Green Christmas.
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 1.3k (I know, I know... not technically a drabble)
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Christmas Eve.
It was a special day for you and Loki -- it was the day he finally asked to court you after more than a year of relentlessly flirting with each other and finding every excuse to be together.
As you reminisced, you absent-mindedly reached your delicate fingers up to toy with the emerald pendant resting against your collarbone; Loki had gifted it to you this very night two years ago, when you both came to your senses and freed the feelings you had been harboring for each other for so long. You couldn't help the smile that graced your lips at the memory. He was your best friend. Your soulmate. Your person.
As always, you and Loki were planning to do your gift exchange for each other tonight, in the privacy of his own quarters. It was one of your favorite traditions you had begun with him, and it gave the two of you time to yourselves, away from the hubbub that inevitably would come tomorrow with Christmas Day in the Avengers Tower.
To celebrate the two years that you and Loki have been officially together, you wanted to do something special. For his gift this year, you had designed and ordered a custom Movado watch for him. The timepiece boasted a two-tone wrist strap of shining silver and yellow gold; the signature 12 o’clock dot and slender hands were cast in yellow gold, and set inside the golden case was the most stunning emerald green dial. On the back of the case you had engraved: The time I spend with you will never be enough. I love you, Loki. It was sleek, elegant, and beautiful — just like him.
The time came for you to head to Loki’s and you could barely contain your excitement; you restlessly bounced and rocked on the balls of your feet as you waited for the elevator to arrive on his floor. The gift box in your hands — blanketed in sleek black wrapping paper and tied off with a glittering emerald green ribbon — complemented your outfit perfectly. A skin-tight black turtleneck was tucked into a tea-length satin skirt of the richest emerald. Your look was completed with sparkling gold heels and, of course, your necklace.
The elevator dinged, signaling your arrival, and you rushed out and nearly skipped the whole way to his door. Before you could even knock, the door swung open, revealing the object of all your love, adoration, and desire.
“Loki…” you breathed. You would never tire of laying eyes on him — each time you did, it felt like the first. His raven curls were neatly slicked back, framing his perfect, angular face. He flashed you a beaming smile and his emerald eyes were alight with excitement and adoration. He was dressed to the nines, in his go-to all-black suit and tie combo, the tie clip you gifted him two years ago displayed proudly against his chest, the single emerald on it glittering when it caught the light. He was beautiful. And he was yours.
"Darling," he returned, "You look absolutely stunning." As he said it, he took your face in his hands and lowered his face to yours, meeting your lips in the most sensual kiss. It was slow and gentle, but there was an urgency to it, as if he might never get to kiss you again. Was he nervous about something?
"Merry Christmas and Happy Anniversary, Lohks. I've been looking forward to seeing you all day."
"As have I, my love. Every moment I'm not with you seems to drag on for eternity," he whispered against your lips. "Happy Anniversary and Merry Christmas, Y/N"
Once you peeled yourselves away from each other and made your way inside his quarters, you placed the gift box under the tree, and you noticed that it was the only one there. That's strange, you briefly thought to yourself for a passing moment, but there were more important matters at hand -- such as the devastatingly good-looking god sitting on the couch waiting for you to join him. You sat down together and enjoyed the hot cocoa he had made, complete with marshmallows and peppermint sticks.
"You're certainly dressed up this year, Loki. I mean, you always look dashingly handsome, of course, but a full suit and tie this year? I'm a lucky lady," you smirked at him.
He chuckled at your remark. God how you loved his laugh. "I wanted to brandish the exquisite gift you bestowed on me two years ago, darling," he explained while gesturing to the tie clip. "And that required wearing a tie. Plus," he continued, looking directly into your eyes, "this is a rather special day, as it marks two years that we've been together romantically. And I couldn't be happier, Y/N."
"Neither could I," you sighed contentedly.
As you sipped your hot cocoa, chatting and sharing the occasional chocolate-laced kiss, Christmas music was softly playing in the background. Everything was perfect in this moment.
"Well, darling, shall we exchange gifts then, before we get too lost in each other to remember or care?" he asked as he brushed his nose against your neck.
"Yes!" you exclaimed as you popped up from the couch and began walking towards the tree to retrieve his gift, blabbering on as you did. "Oh, Loki, I'm so excited for you to open yours, I really hope you like it. I wanted to do something a bit more special this year and --"
You were cut off mid-sentence and your jaw went slack at the sight before you as you turned around, Loki's watch box clasped tightly in your hand. Your best friend and lover was down on one knee, holding in his hands a small box that contained the most beautiful diamond ring you had ever seen. The ring had a twisted band of both platinum and yellow gold. The platinum parts of the twist were encrusted with emeralds, and led directly to the center stone -- a sparkling princess cut diamond -- where they formed a loose halo.
You gasped, speechless, as you approached him.
"Y/N, darling, I love you with everything that I am, and I toiled for weeks, endeavoring to come up with the perfect way to propose to you. Since you are deserving of all the Nine Realms, I wanted to make sure my proposal was lavish enough to reflect that. But then, I realized, there is nothing flashy or performative about our love. Our love is real, it is steadfast, and it is something that comes along once in a generation. It is timeless and beautiful to behold, without even trying. So here I am, in the one place we spend the most time together -- the place where we have shared the most treasured memories and sweet nothings -- asking you to spend the rest of your life with me. Y/N, will you do me the undeniable honor of becoming my wife?"
Tears of joy sprang from your eyes as you listened to him. You couldn't believe it. This was really happening.
"Of course I will," you managed to speak, "Yes, Loki, I'll marry you!"
At your words, he rose from his feet and placed the gorgeous ring on your left ring finger. Looking at him, you would have thought he had just conquered all Nine Realms, with the way his chest swelled with pride and his eyes swam with unshed tears of awe and adoration -- for you.
He wrapped you in a warm embrace and kissed you with more fire and passion than ever before, his soft lips moving against yours in a dance of celebratory ownership. Gone was the urgency from earlier; he was able to take his time now, knowing that you agreed to remain his for all your days.
You would happily don his colors forever. Ever his. Evergreen.
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A/N: Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed it! The 3-word prompt I was given to write towards was "Christmas Eve proposal" Many thanks to @fictive-sl0th for the prompt, for organizing this Secret Santa event, and for allowing me to participate, even though I was a late submission. You are a gem.
If you would like to see pictures of the watch and the ring from this fic, I have included them below.
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rockstarfairy · 2 years
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Ditched
Pairing: Loki x female reader
Genre: Angst, Fluff
Warning: Injury, Blood, Sad & Insecure Loki 🥺
Summary: You ditched Loki on your first date. Or did you ?
Author's note: i hope you're going to enjoy this one !!
from the first day he met you, he had found your presence to be somehow affecting him peculiarly.
he hated people. and he believed everyone around him could sense it too. starting with the way he rolled his eyes whenever someone tried to talk to him, to the point where he just fully ignored them. people somehow gets irritated with this slight transgression of him, in which, he found it amusing and self-achieved.
but then there's you. an innocently sweet mortal who never gets tired to approach him. he tried to dodge you at first. but the moment you knocked on his door at 2 in the morning because the thunderstorm had scared you, wearing nothing but your bunny pyjama with a fluffy white blanket wrapped around your small figure, he had swore himself to the valhalla that he'll make sure your delicate being is eternally safe from any varmint creatures that had breathed the same air as yours.
now that the two of you have grown closer, loki has braved himself to take you out on a dinner. though you had insisted to have this dinner at somewhere far more surreptitious, loki being the loki he is has already planned a whole ass dinner in this fancy italian restaurant recommended by the one and only, tony stark himself.
the two of you had promised to meet at the restaurant around 7pm. at first, loki had offered to take you there by himself. but since you need to attend a mission by yourself at 2pm, you told him to wait for you at the restaurant.
and so he did.
and its already 10pm.
and you still haven't showed up.
he had ordered two plates of seafood risotto for the both of you. and two glasses of strawberry danquiri. truth to be told, he had always hated both the seafood risotto and strawbery danquiri ever since the themed italian lunch party that tony had once forced asked everyone to attend. he had cursed on how unappetizing midgard's foods are. but then he saw you. the way you moaned innocently with both of your eyes closed when you relished a spoonfull of risotto. and the way that you gulped down atleast three glasses of strawberry danquiri all by yourself. he was indeed, fully mesmerised by you he even remembered you had asked the chef to add more shrimps into your risotto. six, to be exact. and in that moment, he realized that he'd fallen in love with you.
he looked down at the untouched risottos and danquiris.
he was waiting for you.
so that the two of you could eat together.
but most importantly, he actually wished that he'll be brave enough to answer you, when you ask him about the emerald necklace that he had safely put within the folded white napkin on your seat, which he believed, looks majestic on your neck. the same neck that he wished one day, if he is given the honour, to put his mark on it. so that everyone shall know that you're his. his forever.
"sir, you've been here for almost 3 hours. and based on your past crimes, our customers really wished for you to leave."
of course.
without uttering a single word, he slowly standing and made his way towards the main entrance. after all, he's too tired and achingly broken to even defending himself as he usually would.
he grabbed the necklace, though.
"LEAVING SO SOON, EH MURDERER ?"
and the entire restaurant laughed.
"i cant believe he actually have a date. who's crazy enough to date this crazy guy ?"
"nah, i think he just got ditched."
"as he should."
he stopped hearing those awful remarks once he got out from the restaurant. he should've known better. why would you go on this date with him ? he murdered people. your people. there is not even a single reason for you to treat him this nicely.
perhaps, these people are right. he don't deserve you. neither anyone else. he's a monster. the kind of monster that parents tell their children at night to keep them from misbehaving.
"l-loki ? loki wait !!"
its you.
he heard you.
but he didn't looked back.
"loki please !! wait..for..me-"
"WHAT ?!" he spat.
now that his back is fully turned, he's able to see you ever so clearly. you looked beautiful, as always. the suit you're adorned in, similarly to natasha's but white in colour, has showed how defined your curves are. you are definitely a god's favourite. his favourite. there's only one thing that seems quite off. something isn't right. and then his eyes landed on your abdomen. and thats when he saw it.
you're bleeding.
he can see, god forbid, the crimson red blood of yours leaking through your white suit.
you managed to have just enough strength saying "im sorry" before collapsing to the floor. luckily, loki caught you just in time.
"darling ?? shit- stay with me love, stay with me.."
"l-loki i-im so sorry..im sorry"
loki hurriedly wrapped his left arm around your bloodied waist, and his right one lifted your limp legs against his body. carefully, he lifted you up, as if you're the most fragile item he'd ever touch, and carried you to the dark alley of the street so he could heal you with his seidr.
once he makes sure the two of you are far enough from the main street, he put you down, ever so gently.
"love ? love, i need you to stay awake for me, alright ? will you do that for me ?"
he sounds desperate. he's begging.
you mumbled a small 'ok' and he immediately unzipped the upper part of your suit, leaving you only in your sportsbra. gently, he put his right palm on your wound, and magically absorb a few of your pain. oh how he wished to take all the pain from you. if only his magic was stronger. if only he was stronger.
while working on his seidr, loki looked you into the eyes. as if, he wanted to make sure that you're still here with him.
"you're doing absolutely wonderful, my sweet. now, hang on just a little. im almost done."
you weakly nodded. his left arm is supporting your back, and you snuggled closer to the crook of his neck. you can feel him sweating. trembling, even. he seems..scared.
"its done, darling. how're you feeling, my dear ?"
you looked down at your wound area. its gone. the wound. the area is so smooth similarly to a baby's skin.
"thanks lo. loki, i am so sor-"
"dont. you were injured. its not your fault, my dear."
deep down, he had thanked the scattering stars on the caliginous sky that you're not badly injured. that he was able to save you.
"can..can we do this date again ? this time i'll let you pick me up. no mission, i promise ! we can even go there together..if you like ?"
he chuckled. his right hand tucked your hair behind your ear, and caressed your cheek in the most loving manner you'd ever felt. the touch made you shiver. and oh boy you're absolutely whipped.
"as much as i found you adorable for asking me out on a date, i prefer that to be my job, dear."
he smiled. and pressed a soft, tender kiss on your forehead.
"now, what do you say for a cup of tea in my room ?"
and so you nodded eagerly.
he didn't forget about the necklace, though.
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Congratulations on 2000+ followers!! I'm so happy for you, hope your account will go on
May I request Loki with Y/N, who is a hedge witch, and they're friends "kissing each other to prove there’s nothing there, accidentally proving that there was, in fact, something there"
I think it would be cute with two magical best friends and then boom, there's something there
Thank you for the kind words and the request!💜💜 This was so cute to write, and I'm a big ole sucker for the "there was, in fact, something there" shtick (I mean, anything sweet and fluffy like that, really, sign me up). I did have to Google what a hedge witch was, and I found some different things, so I blended them together. I hope you enjoy it!
Yeah, "friends" (Loki x Witch!Reader)
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Maybe it’s because you both have powers that you get along so well—no one else on the team can function like you two can. Granted, your magic compared to Loki’s could be considered marginal, but in the area of overlap, you have extremely fine-tuned your craft. Compared to Loki, your healing powers were instantaneous and left no lingering pain. Whether it was as small as a paper cut or as severe as internal bleeding, it was nothing you couldn’t handle; Loki, on the other hand, broke a sweat the harder he concentrated on healing. You don’t blame him—illusion is more his thing.
“Please stop letting people clock you right on the nose,” you ask Clint kindly as you fix the broken cartilage, straightening it out to its regular position.
“Trust me, it’s not intentional,” he sighs, crinkling his nose repeatedly as if he’s just smelt something foul. “Thanks.”
“It’s what I’m here for,” you smile, applying a light balm to his skin. “This is to help with itchiness, and it works well with oil control, too.”
“Ha ha,” Nat chuckles dryly as she enters with smoothies. “You’ve got oily skin.”
“It’s a natural glow,” Clint counters, taking the drink.
“Oily skin.”
“(Y/N)?”
“Big pores?” you try, hiding your smile behind your smoothie.
“Ouch. I thought you were supposed to be the nicest out of us all,” Clint pouts.
“Oh she is,” Tony breathes as he and the others come up from the gym, glistening in sweat, breathing heavily, and desperate for water. “Ask Reindeer Games. She’s made his heart of ice melt.”
“Tony,” you chastise.
“I don’t mean that derogatorily, I’m just saying he was never terribly friendly until you came here.”
“Tony’s right,” Bruce interjects before you could react. “He’s a lot less rough around the edges than he was when he first got here.”
“He’s just gotten used to life in the tower and on Earth, that’s all,” you try. “It must not have been an easy adjustment, especially given his past with the planet and then his home being wiped off the map.”
“It probably helps having someone else around that knows how to use magic, too,” Steve tries. He’s not Loki’s biggest fan by any means, but he is sympathetic to being treated differently by others for what he can do. Hell, the whole team knows that feeling—Steve just seems to be the one most cognizant of it.
“Oh, yeah, that’s what it is. Not because he thinks (Y/N) is pretty or anything and wants to get into her good graces,” Nat hums.
“Firstly, he’d have to be blind or tasteless if he didn’t think I was pretty,” you say. “Secondly, Steve is right—it’s nice to know someone that knows how to do the same things I do. He’s easy to talk to.“
“And flirt with,” Clint goads.
“Loki is a friend,” you insist.
“Mm, yeah, ‘friend’,” Tony mocks.
You know better than to argue with him—it’ll only make Tony and others believe you hold a deeper affection for him. When you see Loki walk in with a book in one hand, an idea suddenly strikes you.
Without a second thought, you get up wordlessly, hold his face in your hands, perch up on your toes, and kiss him. As soon as your lips meet, you feel electricity shoot throughout your body and a warmth spread in your chest. What was meant to be a quick kiss is one that lingers, leaving both Loki and you stunned and breathless after you part. You could easily get lost in his eyes as you stare at one another with your lips tingling and your hearts beating fast, and you want to lean back in in the worst way imaginable. Instead, you turn to the group watching in stunned silence, removing the small array of jasmine flowers that appeared in your hair during the kiss.
“Friends,” you say simply before you leave the common space.
Definitely not friends.
Definitely more.
Those are the only thoughts running through your head for the rest of the day. No matter what you do to busy yourself, your thoughts are consumed with Loki and the feeling of his lips against yours, what it would feel like to have his arms wrapped around you to hold you close and never let go.
Letting out a deep exhale, you get up off of your bed and pad across the floor. You just need some tea—a good cup of chamomile will help clear your head and help you think straight. You gasp when you see Loki standing at your doorway in his pajama pants, looking as if he’s just about to knock.
“Loki,” you breathe, his pale skin seeming to glow in the moonlight.
“I’m sorry to have startled you,” he says, his blue eyes slightly downturned at the corners. “If you want, I can—.”
“No, don’t leave,” you stop him, gently placing a hand on his wrist. “Come in.”
He gives you a small smile and a nod, moving into your room like he has so many times before to talk about books and magic or whatever else we wanted to.
You watch him as he moves, seeing the toned muscles of his back gently shifting under his skin as he moves, the line down his spine looking more defined with the nighttime shadow.
“Is everything okay?” you ask gently, closing the door behind you to join him by your bed.
He pokes his tongue between his pink lips, licking them carefully before speaking. “I’ve been thinking about that kiss all day,” he breathes. “I don’t understand it.”
“O-Oh,” you stutter. “I—.”
“You don’t need to explain what or why, because it won’t matter depending on the answer to what I’m about to ask.”
Your breaths are shallow and your skin is warm, his hands sliding into yours as you wait with bated breath.
“Did you feel something when we kissed?” he asks, his voice silky and soft.
He felt it too.
Crashing your lips into his, you hold him close and move your hands from his to run your fingers through his hair. Loki moans against your lips while his arms snake around your body. This embrace is everything and more than the kiss you shared in the morning. Loki’s hands squeeze your sides in an effort to fuse your bodies together, himself desperate for the embrace.
“Can I take that as a yes?” he asks with a breathy laugh, resting his forehead on yours.
“Yeah,” you hum in delight, your fingers playing with the loose waves in his raven hair. “I felt it. Little jasmine flowers don’t just pop up in my hair for anybody, you know.”
Loki lets out a little chuckle as he gently nudged his nose against yours. “Good.”
With a bright smile, he wraps his arms around you once more and presses his lips to yours, exchanging all of your affection with a simple action.
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way2geeky · 1 year
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Loki x Reader master list all of the one shot are fluff.
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I'm Sorry - Loki is upset with Y/n and in his anger, he moves his arms up too quickly. Trigging her from the abuse she was put through with her ex. Loki can't help how sorry he is for not being there to stop him.
A Wedding to Remember - Y/n and Thor have been forced to marry. Neither are happy about it, so Loki promises Y/n that he will save her from sacrificing herself for the sake of alliance.
Best interest - Loki comes back with Thor only to find that his Y/n has been going through a depressive episode without help. Even though the avengers know what is happening.
Books Hurt - Y/n was reading a great book till she read that her favorite character died. She got so upset that she went to Loki for comfort. He obliges even though he thinks it's ridiculous.
Change? - Y/n buys a brand-new dress to impress Loki. She gets home and put it on, and it does not fit. She gets very upset over this and asks Loki to change her, to make her skinny. He of course says 'no'.
Queen - Y/n disobeys Steve's direct order and he gets so upset he threatens to kick her off the team. She gets upset over this cause the team is all she has. When Loki gets wind, he is going to make Steve rethink his threats.
Drunken fool - A drunk starts to harass Y/n and as she is trying to get him away. Loki sits down and deals with the situation. Making the man believe that they are together.
our life - Y/n loses her memories and Loki her husband tries his best to restore them. She eventually remembers their life together reminiscing when their love began.
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Royal love at first sight
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You sat on your throne while the two princes of Asgard entered your throne room. They were two opposites: both tall, however, one had blond, large hair and the other one had dark, shoulder-length hair. While one radiated confidence, the other seemed covered in a dark mysterious fog. Clearly, Odin would expect the older prince to court you even when he sent both his princes to do so. However, you couldn’t help to be captured by the sight of the younger prince. There was a heat growing inside you, a sense of curiosity, to unveil the dark prince’s secret desires. Both of them greeted you correctly, but only the younger prince bowed in front of you. That brought a smirk up your lips which you covered with your fingers. You interacted the necessary, only Thor speaking and then let them go to their chambers where they would stay for the week they were going to be in your kingdom. 
That same afternoon you found yourself with some free time so you went to your favourite place in your palace: the private gardens. It was the only place where you could connect with your thoughts, put them in order, and just literally be with yourself even if you were completely surrounded by guards that were watching you all the time. Your surprise was great when you saw the younger prince of Asgard, Loki, sitting on a stone bench with a book in his hands. The light breeze moved his curls softly, giving him an eerie look. He put down his book when he saw you and an unexpected smile appeared on your lips. You didn’t fight it though.
“Your Majesty,” He bowed his head while crossing his long legs.
“How do you fancy my private gardens, my prince?” You asked while stopping to smell one of the white flowers that only grew in your kingdom.
“I didn’t know they were yours, my queen. I apologise for the intrusion,” He said quickly standing up. You couldn’t help but admire his long and lean frame. He surely had some muscles below all those layers of leather he wore.
“They are indeed mine, but you are more than welcome to stay. Would you walk with me, my lord?” You asked out of courtesy. As you were in your kingdom, he couldn’t refuse. He offered you his arm and you took it. You both started to walk down the paths of your garden that only you and your closest maids knew about. “I know about your reputation, my prince, but, would you tell me the truth if I ask you a question?” You asked after walking in silence for at least ten minutes. However, it wasn’t an uncomfortable silence. You felt at ease with him.
“You can try me, my queen,” Loki answered with a side smile. You giggled slightly and decided to take your chance.
“Am I wrong to think that Odin instructed you to step aside and let your brother court me?” Loki’s back tensed up and that was all the answer you needed. “I see. Now, if I may, would you court me if you didn’t have those orders?” You tilted your head up to look at his facial expression. He was looking down at the floor, so you took the chance to admire his beautiful face. His sharp jaw, thin lips, straight nose and green eyes seemed to have been carved by an artist.
“Would it matter, my lady?” He asked in a whisper looking back at you. You both stopped walking to stand face to face.
“It would for me, my lord. After all, are you not a prince from Asgard?” You questioned while your hand itched to caress his pale cheek, now with a shade of pink.
“I am, but then, I am not…” Loki sighed and a small glint of sadness passed through his beautiful features. You couldn’t refrain anymore: you caressed his arm going up until you caressed his cheek. He looked at you surprised.
“I care not what Odin wants. I am a Queen and I am more than capable of taking my own decisions. If it fits your desires, my prince, I would like you to stay with me,” You invited him with a warm smile and a shade of pink on your cheeks.
“There is so much that you do not know about me, my queen…” He sighed.
“Then, stay and let me know you. I could never be happier. But you do not need to rush your decision; I do not mean by any means to impose myself on you. Think about it and let me know your thoughts when you are ready,” You smiled warmly at him again and then moved aside to keep on walking. However, before you could take two steps away from him, you felt a cold hand on your arm, stopping your movement. You turned around to look at him and his expression was now determined.
“My queen, there is no need for me to think. I already know that I want to stay with you for the rest of my life. I knew it the moment I saw you this morning in your throne room. But I am afraid that you may be proven wrong about me with time,” His green eyes stared directly into yours and your heart has never beaten faster in your whole life. You knew right then that choosing Loki was never going to be a mistake.
“Kiss me, my prince,” You took one step closer to him. “And that was not a request.”
You put both your hands on his strong chest and looked at him intently. Loki didn’t hesitate to grab your waist and join your lips in a sweet and tender kiss. His lips moved on yours softly and you kissed him back trying to demonstrate not only your determination to keep him, but the love you felt building up inside you. You moved your hands up until you could place them on his strong shoulders. His lips felt cold and warm at the same time as they moved softly against yours. His lips tasted like winter -you wondered how could you taste winter, but gave it no further thought- but heated your heart to the very core. The light breeze surrounded both of you, white petals flying around you as your hands cupped his cheeks and caressed his beautiful cheekbones with your thumbs. Both of your hair intertwingled together on both your cheeks, making a mess, but neither of you was willing to let go yet. Your every thought left your mind, and every single cell of your body ignited as you felt magic surrounding you.
“It seems that my seiðr agrees with my heart this time, my queen,” Loki whispered not letting you go. After he finished speaking, he kissed the tip of your nose, both your cheekbones, your eyelids and your forehead.
“Loki…” You whispered his name, worshipping him like the God he is, while you tried in vain to calm down your throbbing heart.
“I love how my name sounds in your beautiful voice, my queen,” He continued his ministrations on your face, heating your cheeks and your heart at the same time.
“Loki, will you stay with me and be my king?” You asked him looking at him through your eyelashes, laying in front of him the most secret desire of your heart.
“No,” He took a step back and you felt your heart breaking. You were going to question him but he kept on speaking. “I shall stay with you and be your prince. The ‘king’ title does not belong to me nor do I want it. I just want to make you happy, my queen,” Loki smiled sweetly at you. You were about to reply when you heard someone clearing his throat. You turned around to see Thor standing a few feet away from you.
“It seems that my brother has won for the first time,” The blond said with no special emotion in his voice or features. However, you felt bad for him.
“Prince Thor, I apologise. It was not my intention to make you feel unworthy or outcast-”
“He doesn’t know what those words mean, dear,” Loki interrupted you while standing next to you and taking your hand in his. You looked at him confused.
“Hilarious, Loki. I see no reason to prolong my stay in your kingdom. I shall part tomorrow.”
“Prince, please, you are more than welcome to stay in my kingdom…” Thor shook his head and Loki held your hand tighter.
“Darling, my brother is not used to being rejected. Do not worry about him, he will find his victory again in Asgard,” Before Thor was able to reply, you interceded.
“Loki, this is not a competition. One of you had to marry me and I chose you, but that does not mean I do not want your brother in my kingdom,” You saw Loki’s jaw grow tense and then he looked down at the floor. “I beg you to reconsider your decision, prince.”
“I thank you for your consideration, queen, but as I said, I have no purpose here since your decision is already taken. Believe it or not, Loki, I am happy for you. I know Father ordered us otherwise, but I don’t care because I can see how happy you are. I shall see both of you at the wedding, then,” Thor left the garden then and an awkward silence settled up between Loki and you. You moved to stand in front of Loki again and caressed his jaw for him to ease up. He looked into your eyes and you saw sadness in his green ones.
“Loki, what is wrong?” You asked him concerned.
“Do you regret choosing me, my queen?” You looked at him in surprise. His soft and sad expression, almost teary, broke your heart.
“What? Of course not, my prince. My heart is as content as it has ever been belonging to you now. Why do you ask such absurdity?” You cupped his cheeks.
“When I saw you interacting with my brother, I…” Loki sighed, avoiding your eyes. You smiled lovingly at him.
“My prince, please look into my eyes,” You pleaded in a whisper and he did after a short while. You kept smiling at him while you grabbed one of his big hands with yours and put it on your chest, where your heart was beating out of control. “My kingdom, my heart, my body, my soul and everything I own belongs to you now. I have to be diplomatic with princes and kings from all over the realms, but it is you who I chose to be my owner. You are my prince and the only one I want until my last breath,” Loki smiled at you, the happiness you have witnessed before returning to his bright green eyes.
“I do not desire your kingdom, but I do want to be the owner of your heart, body and soul, my queen. I can only hope to be worthy of such an honour,” Loki cupped one of your cheeks and caressed it lightly. “Needless to say my heart, body and soul belong to you, my dear lady,” Your cheeks turned pink again.
“I like it when you call me like that. Given the circumstances, I think we can drop the honorific, do you not agree?” Loki chuckled.
“I do, darling. However, you insist on calling me by my title,” This time it was your time to chuckle.
“That is, Loki because you are my prince. Not any prince, not the prince of Asgard, but mine,” Loki caressed your cheek again.
“I am, dear. I am.”
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Agony
“Are you jealous?”
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Robie's funeral
“Are you jealous?” You tilted your head and giggled when Loki frowned. He looked like a grumpy kitten and you couldn’t help but laugh.
“Me? And jealous? Never!” he mumbled and continued with sulking. You rolled your eyes and placed your hand on his shoulder. “What are you doing?” Loki asked and eyed you.
“Help me a bit, please.” you said and took his other hand. Loki understood what you meant and helped you to sit down onto his lap.
“He’s just a friend, you know it.” you whispered and kissed his neck. “But we were friends too!” Loki wailed and try to get away from the kiss.
“And we still are!” you said back. “You’re my best friend, my lover and my darling.” You raised your head to peck his cheek.
“But what if he will take you away from me?” he asked with worries in his voice, teetering on the edge of crying.
“Loki…” you breathed out. “It’s Rocket…”
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vbecker10 · 1 year
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Hey could you do a Loki x reader where reader is insecure about her body after giving birth and Loki is doing everything he can to reassure that he finds her beautiful?
Hey anon!! I love this idea so much! I'm sorry about the wait, I didn't mean for it to take me so long to get to this one. I've never written anything where Loki has a child before but I've been wanting to. I hope you like this! 💚💚
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You Are My Queen
Pairing: Jotun Loki x plus size female reader (y/n)
Warnings: self depreciating thoughts, issues with self image... but I promise lots of fluff (let me know if I forgot anything)
Summary: You and Loki are the proud parents of a beautiful one month old baby girl (Luna, I stole the name from a friend). You couldn't be more in love with your daughter and Loki but you can't stop the negative thoughts that have been plaguing you recently. You do your best to hide your growing concerns from Loki but one morning you reluctantly open up to him about how you really see yourself.
A/N: So... I added in Jotun Loki cause I literally couldn't help myself. I also made the reader plus size and added a bit of background into why she is feeling this way... enjoy!
Dividers by: @harlequin-hangout
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You groan lightly as a hand gently touches your shoulder, pulling you from your dreams. Opening your eyes slowly, a smile creeps across your face as you look up at your boyfriend. You rub your eyes as his illusion melts away, leaving his skin a rich shade of blue and his eyes a deep red. "Hi Loki," you mumble sleepily.
"Hello darling," he says with a smile then he leans down to kiss you. You reach up and touch his cheek, running your fingers over the raised markings and keeping his lips on your for a moment longer.
"Did you just get home?" you ask, sitting up on the couch as he stands up again.
He nods, "I texted you about half an hour ago to let you know we landed."
"Oh no. I'm sorry I missed your text," you tell him suddenly feeling guilty for not responding. You had forgotten you put your phone on vibrate so the text and call alerts wouldn't wake Luna. "I must have fallen asleep after I put her to bed..." you explain as you get up from the couch.
"It's alright love, I imagine our daughter kept you quite busy these last few days," he assumes and you nod in agreement. This was the first mission Loki had been on since you had given birth and even though it was only for three days, you were exhausted. He extends his hand towards you and you take it, intertwining your fingers with his. "Come to bed darling," he says in a soothing voice, "I've missed you."
"I missed you too," you reply as the two of you head towards your bedroom but suddenly your attention is drawn to your daughter's room. She begins to cry loudly and you let go of Loki's hand. You reach for the door knob and pause for a moment, covering your mouth as you yawn.
"Go back to sleep, I'll take care of our little princess," you hear Loki say from behind you.
"Are you sure? You just got home," you ask.
"Of course. My brother was pestering me for pictures of Luna as soon as we began our return flight. I pretended to be asleep so he would leave me alone and I must have actually fallen asleep at some point. I'm probably less tired than you are, dear," he tells you and you can't help but laugh. He kisses your cheek then opens the door to Luna's room. "I'll be in shortly," he says.
You go to your room and get into the bed, pulling the covers around yourself. You fight to stay awake, hoping you will have a few moments alone with Loki but you can barely keep your eyes open. You smile as you hear Loki singing softly to calm your daughter back to sleep through the baby monitor on your night stand. Yawning again, you roll onto your side and give in, closing your eyes.
You roll over and reach for Loki, opening your eyes when you don't feel him in the bed with you. You sit up, stretching a bit as you look at the clock.
When you walk out of your bedroom, you see Loki standing in the middle of the kitchen with Luna in his arms. He is swaying from side to side slowly while he hums to her, the newspaper he is reading on the counter flips to the next page with a light green glow caused by him nodding his head. The kettle on the stove begins to whistle, Loki keeps one hand on Luna's back and with a wave of his other hand, a green glow picks up the kettle and turns off the stove. You shake your head with a smile as the kettle pours water into two mugs on the counter and Loki looks up from his reading.
"Good morning, darling," he smiles. "Did you sleep well?"
"I did," you tell him as you walk over to where he is standing. He leans down to kiss you and when he pulls back you look at your daughter. "Good morning princess," you say softly, kissing her nose as she looks up at you with her bright red eyes. Her tiny blue fingers reach for you and she grabs onto one of your fingers. "She looks so much like you," you say to Loki.
He jokes, "I think that might be because we are both blue my dear." You laugh and shake your head. "She is as beautiful as her mother," he tells you and you suddenly feel the need to force yourself to smile.
You look away from Loki abruptly and walk to the fridge to get milk for the coffee. "Are you alright?" he asks and you nod but still don't look at him. You add milk to both mugs before handing Loki his. You avoid eye contact with him, instead you pick up one of your daughter's books from the counter and flip through it. You can hear the familiar voices trying to force their way back into your mind, the voices that insisted you were never good enough, smart enough, pretty enough, thin enough. You had worked hard to get past them but it took almost nothing for them to reappear again.
"Hmm?" you ask as Loki finally gets your attention.
"I said, you should relax this morning," he suggests. "Luna and I have some reading to catch up on, don't we little one?" he asks your daughter and she smiles at him.
You consciously smile again, maybe relaxing wouldn't be such a bad idea. The voices were harder to push away when you were tired. Loki walks over to you and touches your chin lightly so you are looking up at him. "What is going on in that pretty little mind of yours?" he asks, obviously able to tell something is wrong.
You shake your head, not wanting to tell him. He strokes your cheek lightly and kisses your forehead. "Go unwind, love, we can talk after," he says, taking your coffee from you. Before you can reply you hear the water running in the bathroom. You nod and say thank you quietly.
You open the door to the bathroom and look around, Loki's magic never ceasing to amaze you. Steam rises off the nearly filled tub and there are lite candles lining the window sill. You can smell the lavender and oils which have been added to the water, causing a thick layer of bubbles to appear on the surface. A glass vase with an assortment of green flowers sits on the edge of the vanity.
You take off your pajamas quickly, careful not to catch your reflection in the mirror as you undress. You slip into the tub and sink under the bubbles as you close your eyes. Breathing deeply, you feel your body slowly relax in the warm water. You can hear Loki reading to Luna faintly, his voice changing slightly to match the various characters in whichever book he had chosen.
Gradually, your mind begins to wander. You had never thought much about your weight while in high school but when you first started college you realized you were always the heaviest girl in your classes. You tried all four years to control your weight but between your hectic class schedule and working full time there was little room to do things for yourself. Your weight never deterred you from making friends easily but it had held you back from ever being in a serious relationship. You dated occasionally but you found you had a hard time believing anyone was ever interested in you.
After you graduated, you got a job at SHIELD and excitedly moved to New York City. You were nervous about moving so far from home but you quickly became close with Wanda and Natasha, spending almost all of your free time together. The two of them had helped you arrange a schedule where they would go to the gym with you three or four times a week to keep you on track. About a month after you arrived, Loki and Thor joined the Avengers and you soon developed a crush on the God of Mischief. Your two best friends noticed of course and you did little to deny it, although you were adamant that he only liked you as a friend.
Eleven months later, you were still going to the gym several times a week, eating healthier and hopelessly in love with Loki who you had grown close to. Natasha and Wanda watched you get off the scale in the gym with a broad smile on your face. "Not much longer now," Natasha said, referring to your goal weight. You nod dramatically, you couldn't believe you were actually going to make it this time. "So, I think we should make this a little more interesting," she says and you look at her curiously. "Once you reach your goal, you have to ask Loki out on a date," she says and you look at her wide-eyed. You have no idea what possessed you to agree but almost a month later, you reached your goal and found yourself knocking on his apartment door to see if he wanted to go to the movies. Next month will be your three year anniversary, you think with a smile but it fades slowly.
You will need to buy a new dress if he wants to take you out to dinner like he usually does. Would you even be able to find a dress that would fit you now, you wonder. You open your eyes slowly and look at the clothing you had discarded by the door. None of your clothes from before the pregnancy fit anymore, it was a month since you had given birth and you hadn't lost a single pound.
In the beginning, you tried to continue going to the gym, desperate to keep the body you had worked so hard for but you were often too tired to stay long or your feet and back would begin to hurt. Your friends suggested you relax and pick up working out after the baby came and you reluctantly agreed. Your food choices also began to slip as soon as the craving started. Things you hadn't eaten in years were suddenly all you could think about and Loki would get you anything you asked for, day or night no matter how odd or hard to find. In the nine months you were pregnant, you had put on almost half of what you had originally lost and you felt as if you were a failure. Your biggest fear was that Loki would no longer find you attractive unless you lost the weight quickly.
A soft knock on the door causes you to jump in surprise. "Y/N," Loki says from the other side of the door. "Can we talk for a moment?"
A wave of worry spreads over you, whether it is rational or not and you respond, "Just let me get dressed." You hadn't let Loki see you without clothes on since you were almost seven months pregnant. You step out of the tub and grab a towel to dry yourself, sighing when you try to wrap the towel around your body and it barely closes. Holding it in place, you walk over to the vanity and suddenly realize you hadn't brought clean clothes to change into. All you had was the ill-fitting towel and the clothing you had worn the night before.
Loki knocks again, "Can I come in?"
"No," you respond quickly and you hear him take a step back from the door.
"Darling, are you alright?" he asks, the concern heavy in his voice.
"I'm fine, I just..." your words trail off as you see yourself in the full length mirror. You hold the towel as tightly as you can, wiping away a tear that streaks down your cheek. "Loki?" you ask quietly.
"Yes love?" he responds.
"I'm sorry I'm not..." you pause, searching for the right words. "I'm sorry I don't look the way I did before I was pregnant. I know how much you loved my body then and now it's..." You gesture to yourself in the mirror as more tears begin to fall.
"Y/N, what are you talking about? You know I think you are beautiful," he says and you hear him turn the door knob.
"Stop, please," you say and the door remains closed.
There is silence from the hall for a moment then Loki says, "Darling, I wish you could see yourself the way I see you." You wipe your eyes again using the back of your hand. "Are you standing in front of the mirror?" he asks and you nod then say yes. "What do you see?"
You take a deep breath, to try and calm your breathing as you look at yourself. "I see stretch marks everywhere," you say unable to hide your disappointment. "My stomach is flabby and my hips have gotten wider, none of my old pants or shirts fit anymore. Even your clothes, I tried to wear one of your shirts the other day and it wasn't loose like it used to be, it barely fit. My thighs are thicker and my arms jiggle, I see the spider veins on my legs and even my fingers feel swollen," you list all of the things you hate about your appearance and wait terrified for Loki to agree with you.
"Do you know what I see?" he asks and you stifle a sob. "I see the love of my life and the mother of my child. I see the woman who means more to me than anything in the nine realms," he says through the door. "I see someone who is full of strength and determination, who is caring and selfless, quick witted and exquisite. Y/N, my queen, you are a goddess."
You wrap your arms around yourself as you listen to Loki, etching his words into your mind in the hopes that they will keep your thoughts at bay.
"I know you don't feel proud of your body in this moment darling, but your body has given me the greatest gift I have or will ever receive," he tells you. You close your eyes and think back to the day you told Loki you were pregnant. That was the happiest you had ever seen him but it paled in comparison to the day you both met your daughter.
He then asks, "Do you love me less when I am in my Jotun form then you do when I am in my Asgardian form?"
"What? No, of course not," you tell him honestly. "I love you the same no matter which form you take."
"Then how could my love for you vary based on something as simple as your weight?" he asks and you struggle to find an answer. "Please, come out," he says and you wipe your eyes again.
You sniffle and bite your lip, "I don't have any clothes." A small green flash appears on the vanity and you slip on the jeans and t-shirt Loki conjured for you.
You open the door and find yourself frozen as you look down at Loki, kneeling in front of you. He smiles as he reaches to take one of your hands in his, your other hand quickly covering your mouth. "I wanted to do this next month for our anniversary but..." he pauses, opening his free hand to reveal a small velvet green ring box.
"Loki?" you ask, feeling your heart begin to race.
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"I have loved you since the moment you awkwardly asked me to see a movie with you," he says and you giggle. "Y/N, you mean more to me then I could ever put into words, you are the one I've been waiting for my whole life. You are my queen, my love, my everything and I want to know if you will do me the honor of becoming my wife?"
"Yes!" you answer excitedly before Loki can even open the ring box. He stands up, wrapping his arms around you as he pulls you to him. He presses his lips to yours but the sudden sound of your daughter waking up hungry causes you to pull away.
"One moment, my little princess," Loki says with a laugh as he opens the box and slips the ring onto your finger.
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michelleleewise · 8 months
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Can I have a story where reader has a huge crush on loki (reader won't admit they're inlove tho) and wants to be his in every aspect? She doesn't want to confess because she knows she'll get rejected and knows she's not his type. Though reader maybe sneaky, they forget that loki can sometimes read minds. They play this cat-and-mouse game it may or may not lead to smut 👀 I kind of had this idea by listening to "I Wanna Be Yours" by Arctic Monkeys. Thank you so much <3
Hiiiii!!! I'm sorry this took so long to get to!!!! But thank you so much for sending it to me!! I hope you like it!!! 💚💚💚
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Thinking of You
Pairing: Avenger Loki x female reader
Warnings: swearing, mild yelling, mind reading, self esteem issues, NSFW, masturbation, mildly rough sex (nothing graphic), if I missed anything let me know!! 💚
Summary: Everytime you see Loki your thoughts run wild....unbeknownst to you, he can hear them too...
A/n- sorry this took so long!!! It's probably terrible, I'm a bit rusty......sorry!!!!! 💚💚
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"No the other way." You urged into the coms, swiping between screens on the computer screen like a maniac trying to guide the team to where they needed to be. "Y/n, where is it!?" Tony yelled into his earpiece making you wince "there is no need to yell Stark" You heard Loki's smooth voice sound in your ear making you sigh "that's easy for you to say Rudolph, you aren't surrounded by agents." Tony said when you heard an explosion echo into you ear. "Do stop complaining Stark." Loki said when you heard a grunt sound through Loki's coms "you are becoming rather insufferable." He continued making you giggle "I swear laufeyson, when we get back..." Tony started when you heard Thor's booming voice join the conversation "would you two please desist with this nonsense!" Thor yelled making you jump.
"Yes, please silence yourself stark....now darling which way do we go?" Loki asked into his earpiece, the low timbre of his voice sending a shiver up your spine "i...I...let me see" you said searching the map again "take your...umph...time darling, no rush." Loki purred into your ear as you heard a thud on his end. "Ok, everyone needs to get to Loki's location, that's where the serum is." You said pulling up everyone's position, "aaah, Right again I see." Loki laughed into his earpiece "shut up Loki." Thor bellowed into his coms "come now, jealousy does not suit you brother." Loki mocked making you laugh "something funny agent?" You heard Tony snark into the coms "no sir, sorry." You said looking down at your hands.
You listened as the team completed the mission, bickering the entire time. If you were honest you weren't sure how they didn't kill eachother everytime they went on a mission. "Alright, back to the jet everyone." Tony said. "I thank you for your assistance lady y/n." Loki purred into the earpiece making your cheeks heat up "y...you welcome Loki "Alright romeo let's go...shutting down coms, see you back at the tower." Tony said as the line went silent. You took a deep breath pulling your earpiece out when Nat walked over leaning on your desk "quite the sweet talker isn't he?" She asked making you giggle "well they do call him silvertongue." You said trying to not look at her "yeah, makes you wonder what else he can do with his tongue." She said as you stood up "Natasha!" You whisper yelled making her laugh "oh come on, we all know how you feel about him." She said as you grabbed a stack of files quickly turning "I don't know what your talking about." You said making your way to the filing cabinets.
"Y/n, why don't you just talk to him?" She asked following you "I do talk to him." You snapped hoping she would let it go "you know what I mean y/n." She scolded crossing her arms "because..." you sighed setting the files down "because there will never be a universe where he feels the same." You said opening the filing cabinet "you don't know that, the way he talks to you..." She started when you slammed the drawer shut "I'm not stupid nat, he's just being polite...letting his princely charm ooze out of him. I've seen I him do it at parties." You said closing your eyes "I'm not special, he doesn't like me and he never will...why would he?" You asked walking back towards your desk "um, your funny, smart, witty.." nat said continuing to follow you "plain, ordinary...boring." you huffed grabbing your bag "y/n seriously..." you cut her off lifting your hand "no, he doesn't know...he'll never know." You said walking towards the door, stopping in the doorway "I...I don't think I could handle that rejection." You said before walking out heading towards your apartment
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You spent the next few days chained to your desk, stacks of mission reports to go through and file from the last mission. Looking up rubbing your eyes seeing you had worked past your lunch "I need a break." You sighed closing the file you were working on as you stood up. Grabbing your coffee mug you made your way to the break room and the espresso machine Tony had recently installed. After choosing what you wanted you leaned your head against the cabinet waiting for the machine to do its thing, praying it would hurry when what nat said the other day ran through your mind does everyone really know....am I that obvious? You thought when the loud beep pulled you from your thoughts. "Thank god." You breathed bringing the cup to your lips taking a small sip you closed your eyes feeling the caffeine touch your soul "mmmhhh." You moaned with a sigh.
"Now that is a sound I could get used to." A deep voice behind you said, your eyes shooting open as you turned seeing Loki leaning against the doorway his arms crossed, the buttons of his white shirt straining against his chest "l...loki w...what are you doing here?" You asked setting the cup down "oh, some nonsense of starks." He said pushing off the doorframe sliding his hands in the pockets of his tight black jeans "something about not completing my reports." He shrugged taking a step into the room "o..oh, um he didn't say anything to me." You said fidgeting with your fingers "well let's be honest, when have you known stark to be organized?" He asked making you laugh "so, naturally I came to you to see if there were any...discrepancies." He purred coming to stand in front of you, his cologne wafting between you making you sigh god he smells good you thought hearing loki laugh "do you like the cologne? I just purchased it." He asked smiling "oh...yeah! Your...rrr I mean it...it's good." You stuttered watching his smile widen
"well darling, if you wouldn't mind may I....come with you?" He asked, the baritone in his voice stirring something inside you I'll be coming later you thought remembering all the nights you touched yourself at the thought of his large hands roaming your body, his deep voice whispering how much he wanted you in your ear. You bit your lip seeing him raise an eyebrow at you "er...um sorry...what were you saying?" You asked wringing yours hands "Darling, i was asking if I could come and look at the reports." He said smiling again "oh! Right...yes absolutely!" You said shaking the impure thoughts from your head as you stepped around him and headed back towards your desk. You sat down, digging through the stack of files until you saw "Laufeyson" pulling it out "ah, here it is." You said freezing feeling a hand on your back "you forgot your coffee my dear." He purred setting your cup on the desk "oh, thank you Loki." You said feeling your cheeks heat up.
"Now, let's see shall we?" He asked, taking the file from you He sat it down on the desk in front of you, his one hand sliding to the back of your chair as he leaned his large lithe frame over you, feeling the heat from his chest against your arm. "Hmm..." he hummed flipping through the file page by page, his scent ingulphing you as your mind raced at his proximity to you, the way his forearms flexed with each page turn, your eyes tracing the veins running down to his... "I do not see any issue, do you darling?" He asked when you tilted your head up towards him, your nose almost touching his as he leaned closer "i...um...." your mind going blank as your eyes met his, you couldn't help stare into them. They always reminded you of a forest after a storm, the deep green and blue swirling in a maelstrom as powerful as the man they belonged to but at this closeness you could see specs of gold shining in them.
"Loki..." you whispered, your eyes shooting down to his lips they look so soft you thought when you felt him lean closer "y/n." He breathed when you looked back into his eyes "i..." you trailed off, feeling like your heart was going to beat out of your chest "tell me darling." He whispered as he hovered over you his eyes never leaving yours "i..." you tried again, your mouth going dry feeling his finger tuck your hair behind your ear "hmm?" He hummed expectantly the tip of his nose touching yours "agent y/l/n." You heard from across the room making Loki shoot straight up as you jumped "a..agent hill, morning...er afternoon." You stuttered watching Maria walk in "and what do we owe the pleasure Loki?" She asked nearing your desk "oh, I was only ensuring my report was accurate, I would hate to make miss y/n's job harder then it is." He explained, freezing feeling his finger slowly trail up your arm. "Well im sure the agent has it under control Mr. Laufeyson." Hill said coming to stand on your other side "yes, she does. So I will take my leave...perhaps I will see you later agent." He purred as you looked up at him seeing him smile "o...ok, bye Loki." You smiled back as he bowed slightly before walking to the door.
You sat staring at the file Loki had been going through when you felt Hill nudge you "oh my God, what was that about?" She asked sitting on the edge of your desk, her stern demeanor vanishing "i...I don't know." You said looking up at her "well he looked like he was about to eat you." She laughed making you laugh with her "no, he just wanted to go through his report." You said setting it back on the pile "riiight, even though he's never had an issue with them before." She said crossing her arms. "I...well maybe he...umm." you stuttered trying to think of a reason "dude, just accept the man wanted to eat you like a cream filled donut." She said making you laugh "what!? No he doesn't!" You urged hearing her laugh "well apparently you didn't see the look on his face." She said hopping off the desk. "Look, all I'm saying is maybe he likes you too." She shrugged walking to the door "no he doesn't, he's just being nice." You said grabbing your cup "uh huh...whatever you say." She winked as she walked out.
You sat back sipping your coffee trying to process what had happened when you heard your name called, looking up seeing Tony "Hey kid, I just wanted to check and see how those are coming along." He said pointing at the reports "fury is down my throat about them." He laughed as you looked up at him "oh yeah, they're almost done." You said setting your cup down "oh, and Loki came by like you asked." You said grabbing his file "i didn't ask him to come by." Tony said crossing his arms "yes you did." You said looking back at him "no....I didn't." He argued making you sigh "you sent him down saying there was an issue with his reports." You argued back tossing the file down "I hate to break it to you, but I didn't send him down here, I haven't even talked to him in days." He said making your eyebrows furrow "just have them done by tonight ok?" Tony asked as you nodded looking back down at your desk. "If Tony didn't tell him to come down here.." your thoughts trailed off as you looked up at the clock seeing it was already almost three "shit.." you sighed pushing your thoughts aside grabbing the next file getting back to work.
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It had been a couple weeks since your last interaction with Loki, but you couldn't get it out of your mind, it was beginning to drive you crazy. You were sat at your desk tapping your pen on a stack of files remembering the way his eyes stared into yours, how close he was to you, frowning remembering the lie he told you "Hey y/n, I need you to have Thor fix this." Maria said setting a piece of paper on your desk, seeing it was one of his mission reports "oh? What's wrong with it?" You asked picking it up "look at the description." She laughed as you looked down at that section seeing a simple "we won" written "I've told him that's not adequate but..." She sighed shaking her head. "Could you please have him actually write what happened?" She asked as you nodded "yeah, I just gotta find him." You said standing up "I believe he's in the training room, good luck." She smiled walking out. "Of course he is." You sighed walking towards the elevators.
You took a deep breath grabbing the handle of the door you pulled it open seeing Thor sparring with Steve as you walked in "Thor!" You yelled getting his attention seeing him smile at you as he walked over "Lady y/n, what can I do for you?" He asked setting his hammer down "you didn't fill out your report from the last mission." You said holding the paper out to him "you have to write a full description." You said holding your pen out to him "I do not see why, we won that's all that is important." He said grabbing the pen "just write something to make Hill happy." You laughed crossing your arms "very well, give me one moment." He said walking to the benches sitting down.
You looked out into the training room seeing Natasha on the treadmill, Steve had gone over to the punching bags, and then your eyes landed on Loki, dressed in black gym shorts that gave you full view of his muscular thighs, accompanied by a black tank top that was so tight you were surprised he could move, biting you lip watching as he sparred with Bucky. Your eyes traveled up seeing his long hair pulled back into a low bun, sweat making a few loose strands stick to his forehead as he pivoted and swayed, avoiding all of Bucky's attacks with the grace of a dancer. "Fuck...." you breathed, crossing your foot over the other clenching your thighs together trying to hide your arousal as bucky lunged at Loki when his large hand grabbed his throat, planting his foot behind bucky he threw him to the mat on his back kneeling next to him with his hand still on his throat god he could choke me anytime you thought biting your lip when Loki's eyes suddenly met yours making you jump.
His eyes didn't leave yours as he stood up, extending his hand to bucky pulling him up you watched his bicep flex, the veins in his arms bulging as Bucky got to his feet goood...I want trace them with my tongue you thought feeling your face heat up, arousal pooling in your stomach as your eyes met his again seeing a darkness in them you never had before "Lady y/n." Thor suddenly said next to you making you jump "apologies, I didn't mean to startle you." He said as you clutched your chest "no, it's ok." You said taking a deep breath "I have finished your report." He smiled holding out the paper "oh, thank you thor." You said quickly grabbing the paper "are you ok? You look a little flushed." He said as you ripped your pen out of his hand "yes! I'm fine." You said glancing over seeing Loki still watching you "i...I gotta go, see you later." You said quickly turning and walking towards the door, one last look back seeing Loki's eyes still on you making you shiver as you walked out.
You made your way back downstairs gripping the pen and paper in your hand, walking into Maria's office you slapped it on her desk "there." You said turning around "you ok? You seem...off." She said making you turn back to her "yeah! Totally fine!" You rushed out "I'm gonna call it a day, I'll see you tomorrow." You smiled before walking to your desk shutting everything off heading back upstairs to your apartment. Walking in you closed the door behind you leaning your back against it "Dammit Loki." You sighed closing your eyes, the friction of your clothing against your core making you moan "bath...a bath sounds good." You said rushing into the bathroom you turned the water on adding the bubbles as you pulled your clothes off before easing into the hot water.
You leaned back, closing your eyes you pictured the broody God, his eyes....his smile...."loki.." you whispered sliding your hand down your stomach, you gripped the side of the tub as your fingers slowly slid over your folds, biting your lip as you slowly moved your fingers down to your entrance dipping them inside you rocked your hand back and forth, imagining they were Loki's. "God...Loki..." you moaned moving your fingers faster, feeling that familiar tightening in your stomach "mmm....haaaarder...." you breathed picturing Loki's eyes staring into yours, his hand wrapped around your throat "fuuuck..Loki." you cried out feeling orgasm wash over you, squeezing your thighs together you slowly slid your fingers out.
You took a deep breath still feeling unsatisfied "ugh, that usually works." You sighed sitting up rubbing your temples. You groaned, grabbing your body wash you cleaned yourself up before getting out of the tub, the ache still very present in your core. Looking up seeing it was almost ten "Maybe I'll make some tea." You said to yourself slipping on your sleep shorts and a bright green tank top pulling your hair back before opening your door and making your way down to the kitchen. You slowly walked in releasing a breath seeing it empty and dark "good, everyone must be busy." You said walking in grabbing the kettle filling it before setting it on the stove.
You opened the cabinet seeing all the coffee mugs on the top shelf "freaking giants" you mumbled lifting you knee onto the counter pulling yourself up freezing hearing someone clear their throat. You slowly leaned back, peeking out from behind the cabinet door seeing Loki standing next to the counter by the door, wearing the white shirt that would cause your death, his hand in his pocket as he tilted his head "h...hey Loki." You said smiling nervously "evening y/n, may I ask what it is your doing up there?" He asked when the kettle screamed. You cleared your throat watching him move it and turn the burner off. "Well, you see....I couldn't sleep so...tea." you laughed as he looked back over to you "and all the mugs are up there." You said pointing to the top of the cabinet "ah, I see." You heard him say as you reached up grabbing a cup.
You went to put your foot down on the floor when your other knee slipped causing you to drop the cup as you fell back off the counter when an arm wrapped around your middle pulling you backwards, you back hitting solid muscle looking to the side seeing Loki smiling down at you. "Your cup my lady." He said lifting his other hand you looked at it seeing your cup dangling from his finger "t..thank you." You stuttered lifting the cup from his finger. "You really must be more careful my dear." He purred when you felt his thumb sliding up and down by your rib, slowly moving up towards your breast "i...I should finish the tea." You said pulling away from him walking to the stove. Stop it y/n, he's just being nice you thought shaking your head when the cabinet door slammed making you jump, turning to see Loki's hand on it.
"Loki...are you ok?" You asked as he turned around "no y/n, I'm afraid I'm not." He said taking a step towards you. "I...I can get bruce...or thor?" You asked stepping back as he came closer "I'm afraid neither of them can assist me." He growled continuing his advance as you walked backwards through the kitchen, loki right on top of you "um..well I could.." you trailed as your back hit the table "these games have exhausted me y/n." He said coming to stand in front of you his chest inches from yours "I don't know..." you started when he leaned forward planting his palms on either side of you caging you in "do not lie to me y/n," He said sternly making you shiver "l..loki i..." you sighed looking down fidgeting with your hands when he leaned forward freezing feeling his breath on your ear.
"I love your eyes as well." He whispered making your head jerk back looking at him "i...you..." you stuttered as the realization hit you "yes dear, there are times i can read your thoughts." He said as your eyes widened "h...how much is sometimes?" You panicked seeing him smile "well, it comes and goes, but depending on how...hard your thinking they make it through." He purred as you looked down, embarrassment flooding through you "y/n look at me...please." He whispered as you took a deep breath "Loki i..." you were cut off by his lips gently touching yours before he quickly pulled back checking gauging your reaction as you stood speechless. You must have taken too long to respond as panic flashed in his eyes as he slowly stood up "i...I have over stepped, I apologize." He said taking a step back, the loss of contact kicking your brain into gear.
"Wait." You rushed out fisting the front of his shirt you pulled him back to you, rising up on your toes your lips crashed into his, your other hand sliding across his side to his back pulling him closer moaning feeling his tongue slide along your bottom lip, his hand cupping the back of your head as you parted your lips hearing him groan as his tongue slipped inside tangling with yours. God his lips are soft you thought when you felt his hands slide across your sides to your back moving down his palms cupping your ass squeezing making you moan into his mouth as he lifted you up setting you on the table. Stepping between your parted legs he pulled back slightly as he kissed along your jaw, tilting your head back feeling his lips wrap around your earlobe "l..loki..." you moaned when his hand moved to the small of your back, pulling you towards him groaning feeling his erection press against your thigh.
God, fuck me..please fuck me you thought screwing your eyes shut feeling his teeth nip at your pulse point "say it." He growled, the husky tone of his voice making you shiver "w..what." you breathed when he pulled back looking into you eyes, his hand gently gripping your chin "I want to hear you say it." He growled his jaw clenching as he watched you with an intensity that sent electricity up your spine "i..I want..." you stuttered seeing his eyes darken "yes..." he encouraged rubbing his thumb across your lips "i...want you Loki." You whispered seeing him smile as he leaned down to your ear "do you want me to fuck you y/n?" He breathed as you gripped the table screwing your eyes shut "y..yes...please." You said, opening your eyes meeting his "norns..." he whispered as he lunged forward his lips crashing onto to yours, his hand going to the back of your head as he guided you down onto your back.
Arching your back feeling the cold wood through your thin tank top "I need to feel you...now." loki growled against your lips as his other hand slid up your side to the bottom of your shirt "as much as I love seeing you in my colors..." he trailed off standing up his hand slipped out from under your head joining the other, hearing a loud rip you gasped feeling the cold air hit your bare skin, looking down seeing your shirt ripped in half "gorgeous." Loki purred placing a large hand on your stomach, his finger tips ghosting over your skin as he slowly slid it up to the valley of your breasts gently pushing you back down. "One more thing." He smiled when you heard another rip, feeling your shorts and panties pulled from you. "Norns....you truly are magnificent." He purred as he wrapped his hands around your thighs sliding you to the edge.
"Loki...." you moaned feeling his clothed cock press against your core "I know my dear, be patient for me." He groaned lifting his hand a green light swept down across him, shivering feeling the tip of his cock at your entrance "are you ready love?" He asked making you look up, his smile melting your insides as his thumbs rubbed small circles on your thighs "y..yes....please loki." You whined laying back stretching your arms above your head "mmm....we'll have to look into that." He growled as he leaned over, his large body hovering over yours as he pushed his hips forward, stretching you slowly as he entered you. "Gods your...mmm tight." He groaned, bucking his hips forward making you gasp as he bottomed out.
"Holy fuck." You cried out digging your nails into the table as he leaned further over you, his eyes meeting yours "are you ok dear? Do you wish to stop?" He asked, concern lacing his tone as you stared up at him "God no!" You rushed out wrapping your legs around his middle, a deep rumble coming from his chest as he laughed "loki?" You asked wrapping your fingers around the end of the table "move...now" you demanded shifting your hips "as you wish." He growled as he planted one large hand next to your head, the other gripping your hip as he slowly pulled out, leaving only the tip in before slowly pushing back in.
"H...holy...." you moaned as he set a steady pace, burying his cock further inside you then anyone ever had God, he's ruined me you thought when he suddenly snapped his hips hard against yours jolting you up the table "that was the idea my dear." He growled "my cock will be the only one that can satisfy you." He said gritting his teeth as he slammed into you "Loki!!" You cried out gripping the edge of the table "the only pleasure you will find is impaled upon me as I bury myself in your perfect cunt." He said, his fingers digging into your flesh as he set a brutal pace, the table shifting under his thrusts as he consumed you. "F...fuck! Loki...ahhh....i.....im...." you cried out as his tip hit that soft spot deep inside you "are you going to come my dear?" He groaned, sliding his hand under your shoulder pulling you to him as his pelvis hit yours "y...yes....God Loki!" You yelled feeling the familiar tingle in your abdomen.
"Come y/n...come on my cock." Loki gritted as he thrust hard into you as your orgasm slammed into you screaming his name as he continued his unforgiving pace "w..whose cunt is this?" He growled digging his fingers nails into your shoulder "y..yours..." you moaned feeling another building "who....n...norns...who do you belong to?" He moaned screwing his eyes shut as you squeezed your legs around him "y...you Loki...only you!" You cried out as he bottomed out, holding himself there you felt him release deep inside you triggering a second orgasm as he slumped on top of you laying his forehead on your shoulder, his warm breath fanning your skin as you let go of the table, a hand going to the back of his head running your fingers through his hair, freezing feeling him stiffen.
Why did i do that...I shouldn't have done that you thought as you pulled your hand away "y/n?" You heard Loki ask but your thoughts drowned him out i....I should go...this was probably a one time thing... "y/n look at me." Loki's voice rang out again as you tried to slip out from under him what am I going to cover up with....I need to get back to my.... "y/n!" Loki yelled making jump, your eyes shooting to his "apologies, I did not mean to yell but you were lost." He said as he grabbed your hand helping you sit up "now, let me make one thing perfectly clear." He said raising his hand again, the same green light traveling across your skin as your clothes reappeared "you...are mine now." He said leaning forward "you are not a one night stand, you never were...you deserve much more then that." He said as you looked down fidgeting with your fingers "you deserved to be treated as a queen, a goddess...my goddess." He said brushing a loose strand of hair away from your face
"so y/n, will you alow me to take you out?" He asked as you looked up at him "m...me? You want to date me?" You asked laughing but seeing Loki looking more serious then you ever had "I um...I'd like that Loki, very much." You said seeing him smile "how about we go to my chambers and you put on one of your midgaridian films and we can talk more hm?" He asked making you smile "that sounds nice." You said sliding off the table as he held his hand out, placing your hand in his He linked your fingers together as he guided you down the hallway to his room "loki, does that mean your my...boyfriend?" You asked as he smiled down at you opening his door "you may call me whatever you wish, as long as you are mine." He said as he waved you ahead of him "I'll always be yours....my king." You said walking through the doorway "mmm....now that will get you more then you bargained for." He growled following you "oh, I'm counting on it." You smiled closing the door behind him.
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The Christmas a God came to visit
Loki x female reader
Contains fluff, angst, maybe alludes to smut but no actual smut ☹️😂
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“Grandma, tell us a story.” Your youngest grandchild asked, clearly trying to avoid bedtime as she grabbed your hand as opposed to following her other siblings.
“She’s tired, let her rest.” Your daughter insisted, picking the child up before you tapped the space next to you.
“It’s alright darling, one last story won’t hurt.” You smiled, your grandchildren quickly surrounding you for one of your infamous tales. “Tonight’s story is about the Christmas a god came to visit.”
There was just something about the streets at this time of year that screamed Christmas. Whether it was the Christmas carollers or the street lights, the place was radiating warmth and cheer. As a child you were certainly more excited about Christmas then than you were now but being outside, engrossed in it made you feel young again; because being in your twenties was definitely old. You smiled at people as you passed them, the night breeze chilling your exposed cheeks as you rushed home before snow fell, stopping in your tracks when you saw a bright light glowing for a few moments before it dimmed and disappeared. Cautiously you followed it as it lead you to an alleyway, the end of it barely visible. You cursed yourself for always being so curious.
“Hello?” You called, wondering if anyone was hurt as you heard a groan followed by the sound of a shoe scraping the floor. “Excuse me?” You called again seeing a shadow before you gasped when a man appeared in front of you.
“Well hello.” He grinned, picking your hand up and bringing it to his lips before you quickly retracted it. Why did you even follow the light?
Your eyes ran over the man, he didn’t look unclean or unkept, if anything, he looked like something straight out of a Shakespearean play. You thought back to the production one of the local colleges were putting on and assumed he had somehow skipped a dress rehearsal. You quickly scanned him for injuries, your eyes honing in on a fresh cut on his forehead.
“I think you’ve banged your head.” You spoke, gesturing to his forehead.
“What? Why?” He queried, confused, eyes landing on your finger.
“You’re bleeding.”
“Oh” he said, touching his forehead as if only now aware of the gash “they never give me a soft landing, always dingy alleyways” he huffed “thanks a lot.” He grunted, looking up at the sky; clearly he had hit his head harder than either of you had thought.
“Do you need me to call anyone or anything?” You offered.
“That won’t be necessary.” He smiled politely before stepping past you, staggering as he did so.
“Are you drunk?”
“No.” He answered.
“Are you sure I can’t help you?”
“Actually there is something” he murmured, turning to face you again “point me in the direction of the rouge frost giant.”
“The what?” You questioned, brows knitting.
“The frost giant” he exclaimed “huge things, blue, ghastly looking, although, I myself don’t share that likeness” he rambled before pausing seeing your bewilderment “you really don’t know what I’m talking about do you?”
“No” you shook your head.
“This was probably Thors doing.” He spoke, mostly to himself as he visibly deflated, looking away from you.
Taking a deep breath, you weighed up the pros and cons of helping this stranger out of the cold, the pros being he was handsome to say the least and he radiated a strange warmth and safety as well as the fact that it was Christmas Eve. The cons however included the fact that he was indeed a stranger and you lived alone. You decided you’d send him on his way, maybe with some money to buy a hot drink but seeing him wipe his forehead which was still bleeding, you thought the least you could do was patch him up at home.
“Look, it’s about to snow, would you like some tea or something, I can clean up your forehead.”
“Tea would be good.” He smiled widely before you both made your way to your place.
What the hell am I doing, you cringed internally as you pushed the key into the door, inviting a total stranger you found in a dark alley into your home. He wiped his feet on the doormat before he walked in, his smile falling as he looked around.
“Where’s all your decorations, I thought it was Christmas here?” He asked.
“No point, it’s only me here.” You shrugged. You didn’t see the point of wasting money decorating the place only for you to see. Every year was the same, you by yourself.
“Oh.”
“I probably shouldn’t have said that, it was a lie” you quickly lied realising you shouldn’t have told him you were alone “I’ve got loads of friends, scary ones that don’t live far so don’t try anything.” You warned.
“I wouldn’t dream it.” He winked.
“Well, make yourself at home, I’ll put the kettle on.” You spoke before making your way to the kitchen, Loki following behind you slowly, not sure how to make himself at home in your home. You made tea for the both of you before you took your first aid kit out. Loki sat down as you cleaned the cut, confused when underneath the cut was a seemingly old scar. He either healed unnaturally fast or that wasn’t real blood. Your heart rate quickened, what if this was his thing, luring women into alleyways to kidnap them or to go into their homes for tea and maybe then kidnap them after? Or rob them? Yes! He was a robber.
“You can’t have my things!” You yelped, standing to your feet.
“I don’t want your things.” He answered, sipping his tea before a bright light from your window blinded you causing you to gasp. “That’s my ride.” He smiled, putting his mug down.
“What?”
“I’m not from here.” He explained vaguely, standing before tucking his chair in as if that made any sense.
“I’m confused.”
“Have a good Christmas y/n, your kindness won’t be forgotten.”
Suddenly you didn’t want the strange robber kidnapper to go.
“If you’re ever in town again, feel free to stop by.”
“Will do.” He bid before he left leaving you puzzled when you realised you never gave him your name.
You thought about him for the rest of the night, Christmas Day, Boxing Day, New Years Day. You thought about him all through January and February. You didn’t even get the man’s name let alone his number. By March you realised you’d probably never see him again but you wouldn’t forget the night he came to visit.
By the time it was Christmas Eve again, you drank way too much eggnog as you played some Christmas music. Like very Christmas, you were alone but it didn’t stop you from hanging a little tinsel this time as opposed to the last. You made your way to the kitchen to get some more of the delicious alcoholic beverage before your door knocked. Opening it, you gasped as you were met by the man again.
“Oh my god.” You murmured, it was like he had disappeared from the face of the earth only to come back exactly a year later.
“Hello to you too.”
You let him inside, offering him some eggnog as opposed to tea which he accepted happily. This time you got his name, Loki as you both spoke about nothing in particular. He looked the same, it wasn’t as if he was going to look much different with only a year gone but he looked too much the same. The conversation eventually led onto where he was from.
“Asgard.” He answered.
“Asgard, is that up North?” You asked.
“I guess so, in a way.” He shrugged before noticing a light from outside. “I must be leaving” he stood “oh yes I forgot” he added, pulling out a book from what you guessed was a really big inside pocket “a gift.”
“Oh, I didn’t know we were—”
“I thought you’d enjoy it” he simpered as you ran your fingers over the title Norse Mythology, whatever that was. “I better be off.”
“Wait, what’s your number.” You asked, you wanted to stay in contact this time.
“Erm, I’m quite fond of the number seven although I must leave.” He insisted, opening the door.
“Wait!” You called again, Loki turning to face you before you pecked his cheek “Merry Christmas Loki.”
“And you.”
You followed the same pattern of last year only this time you decided to read the mythology book Loki gave you in March instead of just forget about him. To say you were shocked about what you read was a criminal understatement. You remembered Loki talking about Thor, the light, his clothes, his name. Was it possible that—no! Could he be a—no! Was Loki a—NO!!
The following Christmas, you decorated the place properly for the first time in years incase of any unexpected visitors you may or may not have hoped arrived. You had read the book over and over, researched things, spoken to different people who claimed to have witnessed aliens from outer space before. If Loki really was who you thought, you’d ask him tonight if he came.
Hearing the door knock, your heart hammered in your chest. You slowly stepped to the door, legs shaking as you twisted the door handle. You had thought over and over about how you’d approach Loki if you were to see him again and yet now you were nervous. What if he really was a norse god, a prince? Would you have to curtsy. You flung the door open before falling to your knees.
“Your highness.” You spoke.
“Y/n? No need for that dearie.”
Looking up, you quickly stood to your feet seeing your neighbour standing at the door.
“Rita” you smiled awkwardly “hello.”
“I was just wondering whether I could borrow your kettle love?”
“My kettle?”
“Yeah, mine has just broken.”
“Erm, okay.” You nodded, quickly getting your kettle before heading back to your neighbour only to see her talking to Loki. He came.
“L—Loki.” You stuttered.
“Thanks love.” Rita smiled, taking the kettle from your hands before leaving you with Loki.
When he came inside, he looked around at all the decorations, unable to hide his glee at seeing them. You just stared at him, unable to process that he was actually here. You wondered how embarrassing it would have been if you asked him if he was thee Loki and he replied no. What if he just gave you the book to show you the origins of his name. Maybe he was just named after the Norse god and also decided to dress like him. Maybe you’d leave the questioning.
“Did you read the book?” He asked.
“Are you—”
“Yes.” He confirmed.
“As in the God?”
“Yes.”
“Oh god” you spoke just above a whisper, feeling faint. “I think I’m gonna—gonna”
“Y/n?” Loki gulped before you fell into his arms, moreso he caught you.
When you later woke up, you were surprised to find yourself in your bed. Had Loki carried you? You looked around the room, it was empty. Pushing the duvet off of yourself, you stood to your feet before cautiously opening your bedroom door to find Loki walking around your home eyeing all the decorations, a stark difference to when he first came. You couldn’t deny the fact that you felt a little proud.
“You decorated.” Loki remarked, his back to you.
“I-incase you came.” You answered, truthfully.
“I like them.” He smiled, turning to face you as you stepped towards him.
“Thank you” you answered, copying his expression as you stepped towards him “oh” you giggled a little noticing the mistletoe above your heads.
“Shall we?” He grinned. You were really about to kiss a god. Nodding, your breath hitched as Loki placed his lips on yours, kissing you gently, his hand finding your cheek as you melted into the kiss. You deepened the kiss, your tongue moving against his before a bright light shone through one of the windows. Time was up. “Until next time.” He winked, breaking the kiss as you stood breathless.
“I just kissed a god.”
As each Christmas passed, Loki was sure to visit you every Christmas Eve. Eventually your kisses progressed to more intimate moments, your feelings growing into love, a love that was only returned once a year. You learnt about him, prayed to him, yearned for him, but he only visited once a year. It was enough until it wasn’t. You began noticing that Loki was always the same, always young whilst you aged, alone. You loved him, you did, but you couldn’t continue allowing the world to pass you by whilst you waited for one man, one god to love you enough to stay.
“Please Loki, stay.” You practically begged, your bodies bare as you drew lazy circles over his chest.
“I can’t, you know I can’t.” He sighed, kissing your temple.
“Please” you sniffled “I-I miss you everyday Loki, I-I love you. One day isn’t enough.”
“Y/n, my love” he began, siting up “I cannot, this day, every year, it’s stolen, sacred. I-I can’t.”
“Why?” You questioned, your sadness swelling into anger “why Loki?”
“I’m not allowed, if I trespass for longer out of Asgard, I’ll be banished.” He explained.
“Then stay here, stay on earth.” You begged, sitting up and facing him.
“I can’t.”
“Choose me.”
“I can’t y/n.” He spoke sadly, shaking his head.
“I-I can’t do this anymore.” You sobbed, Lokis heart splitting.
You didn’t remember much after that apart from Loki kissing you before he left. You didn’t see him again. You thought about him on Christmas Day, Boxing Day, New Years Day. You thought about him all through January and February. You thought he’d come at Christmas but he didn’t. Another year, another Christmas alone until you decided you wouldn’t wait for him anymore. You found a good man, married, had children and never waited for Loki again.
You had moved on, but you still felt him. He was the chill on your back whenever there was a draft. He was the person at the corner of your vision, gone too soon before you could really focus on them. He was your warm embrace whenever you were cold. He was the proof that you were never alone in this vast universe.
“I doubt he’d like all my wrinkles now though.” You laughed, your grandchildren’s eyelids heavy after the story. “Right, off to bed my darlings.”
“Night night grandma.” They spoke, their mum taking them to bed.
“Night love.” You smiled at your daughter.
“Goodnight mum.” She replied.
Settling into bed, you felt your eyelids growing heavy as you looked at your bedside table, the pictures of your family smiling back at you. You had done well, lived a good life, kissed a god. You could honestly say you were done now, finally able to rest. And that’s what you did, closed your eyes and fell asleep.
“My love.”
Gasping, your eyes flew open hearing the familiar voice.
“L-Loki?” You exhaled, tears pooling in the corners of your eyes.
“We can be happy now.” He smiled, taking your hand. Looking at your hands connected, you gasped seeing your hand wrinkle free.
“Oh how I’ve missed you.” You beamed before he kissed you.
“It’s time to go now.”
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Blue Christmas
One-Shots Masterlist | Complete Masterlist | Secret Santa Masterlist
Summary: You ask Loki to give you something special for Christmas. A/N: This is a Secret Santa gift for @divine-knight-hand. I wanted to give you everything you requested, my love, but I already wrote something similar a while ago. For the sake of not sounding repetitive, I altered your request just a little bit. I hope you still like it. However, please check out the other story because it checks off all your points! And is Christmas-themed! Mayari: If You Let Me. Also, sorry for the cringy title. I couldn't think of anything else. Pairing: Loki x Female Reader Word Count: Over 2.7k Warnings: Explicit. Smut. P in V. Jotunn Loki (yes, cuz he's a whole warning!)
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You crossed your legs as the last rays of the sun were trickling down on your body. Your book was discarded on the ground as the condensation from your Pina Colada dripped down onto the side table.
Loki had surprised you and whisked you away to the Fiji Islands for Christmas— no more crowded New York streets. No more dirty ice falling onto you from the splash of an oncoming taxicab. And certainly, no more missions and assignments till the New Year.
It had been an exhaustive nineteen-hour flight. Especially since he didn’t tell you anything he was planning. When you came home to your room earlier that day, you were greeted by Loki with two suitcases on either side of him.
“Merry Yuletide, Darling,” he said as he rolled your luggage over to you and kissed you on your lips in greeting.
“Loki- what?”
“No time to explain, we need to leave now in order to catch our flight,” he said ushering you out the door by patting you on the bum. You jumped up with giddiness, planting a lipstick-stained kiss on his cheek. He was always surprising you with little trinkets and excursions.
“Thank you, sir,” you said in a deep voice.
“Ooh, you dangerous nymph. Go on. I need my wits about me till we get on the plane. I can’t have you distracting me.”
“Then, after?” you asked luring him to a sinful promise.
“After,” he promised in the same breathy tone.
That was two days ago. Loki had kept his promise, and then some- inducting you both into the mile-high club several times over.
Now, here you were in a private villa surrounded by an infinity pool that stretched towards the Pacific, watching your godly boyfriend come out of the water. He ran his hands through his hair, combing the droplets from his tresses. Beads fell down the defined lines of his muscles causing you to heat up in the already balmy weather.
The sight of Loki, wet and in nothing but short swim trunks, was enough to make you convulse. You were sure that if Michelangelo had a model for David, it would’ve been Loki. And knowing Loki, you wouldn’t have been surprised if it was him.
He came up to you, lounging on your chair, and shook his wet hair in front of you to tease you. “St-stop!” you laughed as you playfully pushed him before you got completely wet.
“Awe, come on, Darling. I thought you liked me wet?” he charmed as he sat next to you and leaned in for a kiss.
“I have to admit, it is kind of refreshing.” You said as your hands guided themselves around his slick body. “It’s so hot here. I might need something to cool me down,” you tempted.
There was a flash of understanding in his face. Nights of hedonistic pleasure and anticipation of his moods taught you how to read him. If you weren’t so attuned to him- so zealously infatuated with him and his praise over you, you would have missed it. But you didn’t.
“What’s wrong?” you asked.
“Nothing. I just-” he paused for a second, trying to find the right words. “There was a reason why I chose Fiji.”
“You mean, the beautiful waters and sandy beaches weren’t enough of a reason?” you joked.
“It’s in the southern hemisphere. Which means that it’s summer here whilst still cold and winter back home.”
“Why would the season be an issue?”
“Contingency.”
“Contingency, for what?” you asked confused.
“It was about what you wanted for Christmas,” he answered slowly. Confusion still clouding your memory. Little bits and pieces of a long-forgotten conversation nipped at your mind as you tried to piece together what you had asked him to give you.
As if to remind you, Loki raised his hand and cupped your face. As he did so, his fingers turned a beautiful shade of blue. It was fair, yet sharp. It reminded you of the color of blue thistles on a cold afternoon.
As he touched your cheek, a shiver ran down your skin making you shudder for the first time since you arrived. Realization struck you as you remembered the conversation you two had a month ago.
“I think I know what I want for Christmas,” you lured him in. “And what is that, my Darling?” Loki said absentmindedly while looking through his mission briefing. “You." “You already have me,” he scoffed, placing a kiss on your forehead. “I meant…all of you…the other you…” you trailed silently. Loki looked at you bewildered. There were many nights he had dreamt of taking you in his other form, wondering how you would react to him. He’s postponed showing you this long because he was afraid of his feral nature. He would be at the mercy of his urges and base needs. Loki wasn’t quite sure how to ease you into that new situation. Would he be too much for you? Knowing your adventurous spirit, you wouldn’t mind having his beastly side take you. “Why, you little nymph. Now, why would you want to see that side of me, hmm?”
Excitement bubbled up inside you. “Loki, I-” you started, but he quickly put a finger to your lips to quiet you.
“I want this, Darling. And I want it with you. So, if at any point in time, you want to stop, you know our safe word.” You nodded your head enthusiastically and Loki chuckled. “But I should let you know, that…there was a reason why I’ve waited this long to show you. I become somewhat different when I change. Jotunns, in their very nature, are severe. Harsher. They have to be, to live in the climate they do, and survive.”
You sat there, fervently hanging onto every word Loki was saying. “We relied upon each other for strength, for warmth, basic needs…” Loki trailed off, tracing your lower lip with his cold finger.  “You can imagine the creativity we had in finding ways to keep our blood warm and stave off the frigid climate.” You nodded solemnly at his words as if they were gospel.
“If we do this, I need you to be in control. Do you understand me, Darling?” he asked, inching closer to you. You felt a shiver run down your body. You focused on his eyes as his lips weaved a spell for you to follow. “I won’t know how much is too much. How rough is too rough.”
Loki grabbed your hips and sat you on his lap. The sudden move made you yelp into his arms. “Sorry, my dear. You see, I’m already too excited. My body is reacting to you.” He ran his nose up and down your neck. His cold hands encircled your back, caging you on top of him. “I’ve wanted to take you like this for so long.” His hands entwined themselves with your hair and pulled as his lips met yours in a crushing kiss.
You held on tightly, with your legs wrapped around his waist, as Loki stood up and walked both of you to the edge of your bed. When he broke the kiss, you heard him moan before he continued to suck a bruise onto your neck.
You felt his body change. The hairs atop your skin began to stand as the temperature began to drop. The once-sweltering heat that prickled your skin was replaced by the cool tingles of his touch. It surrounded you and enveloped you in a cold caress. You finally understood the need for a warmer climate. With a slight force, he released you from him, falling onto the soft mattress below.
That was when you had your first glimpse of his true self. The beautiful shade of blue you had seen earlier spread throughout his body. His form was somehow sharper, more jagged. Yet still soft and giving. He had markings defined by fine lines and grooves. They traced over his muscles and sinew, highlighting the best parts of himself. You followed them with your eyes as it led your stare down to his protruding cock. Your jaw went slack as you noticed how hard he was for you already.
Loki watched you appraise him. Your wanton eyes grew darker, and your breathing got quicker. His senses picked up every reaction that your body was going through. He was prepared to confront your fear or disgust, but he couldn’t see that in your face. Instead, he saw hunger and need. He could smell your desire growing for him and it made him feral. He wrapped his hands around his shaft, stroking himself to the sight of you, ready and waiting on his bed.
Loki felt ravenous as he knelt over you on top of the sheets. He spread your legs apart, seating himself in between the warmth of your thighs. His heavy cock resting atop your wet cunt. His hands eagerly tore up your swimsuit as they explored and venerated your body. His lip’s sole mission was to mark bruises where his hands had trailed, following the chill of his touch.
“…Loki…”
“Shh, Darling. I won’t hurt you. Unless you want me to,” he winked as he nipped the underside of your breast. Too many emotions. Too many thoughts. They were swirling at the forefront of his mind wanting to be said. His desire for you was overwhelming him.
In this form, he felt more primal. His emotions were stronger and almost frightening, but all he felt was fire. Everywhere. An all-consuming heat that wouldn’t dissipate until he had claimed you. His need for you was never as aggressive as it was right now. If he wasn’t careful, he knew he could easily hurt you. He needed you to be in control.
“Don’t stop,” you begged him.
“And what would you have me do my Darling?” he breathed onto your skin. “Tell me, and I will comply.” Loki was giving you the green light. The authority to take over because he wasn’t sure if he could be gentle enough not to harm you.
Oh, but the fire. The fire inside him wouldn’t relent. “Shall I force my cock down your throat till you gag for me to stop?” he suggested with a grin. You bit your lip and moaned as the image took hold in your mind. You moved your hips involuntarily, rubbing against his hefty shaft.
“Maybe I’ll edge you for the rest of our stay. Keep you here tied to our bed, my little slave, until I’ve properly bred you.” Loki seized your lips and held you down on the bed. His cold hands capture your wrist in an icy grip.
“S’cold,” you gritted.
“You can take it. You don’t mind a little bit of frostbite. Don’t you, my love?” He ground his hips as he bit into the soft flesh of your shoulder, leaving teeth marks in their wake. You felt his hard cock rub against your sensitive nub. It elicited the most erotic noise from your lips. Loki fought to keep his composure. With every moan you made, it got harder and harder for him to control his urges.
“I thought this was supposed to be my Christmas present,” you sighed, regaining some form of authority and clarity. You intertwined your fingers with his and signaled him to turn over with your hip. You pushed his shoulders down onto the bed as you straddled his waist.
Loki looked up at you in all your glory. Your beautiful face shining down with love and adoration was enough to heal the worry and anxiety he was feeling. “I want to admire my present,” you pouted as your eyes took all of him in.
His mischievous smile broke through as he raised his arms and placed his hands behind his head. “As you wish,” he hissed as the corded muscles in his biceps swelled.
You traced his beautiful blue markings down from his arms to his pecs. “You’re beautiful,” you whispered absent-mindedly, getting lost in the exploration of his body. Loki blushed at your words. He had never heard that word describe his Jotunn form before and it ignited a warm glow inside of him. Different than the fire, but still heated.
You leaned over him as your study led you to his neck and handsome face. You traced his dark lips as he opened them. His bright ruby eyes concentrated on you. “I love my present,” you whispered before you gently kissed him. “Thank you.”
Loki deepened the kiss, his tongue invading yours, as he wrapped his arms around you once again. His cold touch left a trail of goosebumps as he squeezed and grabbed your ass. He raised you slightly with one hand. And with the other, he guided himself into your entrance. The slick of your arousal coating the tip of his hard cock. “Are you ready for me?” he grunted. You nodded your head, keeping your lips on his, not wanting to break contact.
He thrust deep into your body. His heels held on against the mattress of the bed. He held your hips stable as he continued to drive upwards slowly- savoring how snug you were around him.  Every pull of your tight pussy made him moan your name. “…yes…”  he whined.
You sat up, holding onto his shoulders for support. “I need you, Loki,” you pleaded. Your nails dug into his dark skin as your hips took over his strokes. “…deeper…faster…”
“Take me then, Darling. Use me.” He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He wanted to do this for you. To be good for you. With each push of your hips, he unraveled each time. Crowning to a tight knot in his abdomen.
You waited patiently for him to open his eyes and see the love and pride you had for him. When he did, you were met with an intense sparkle of carmine. Desire and vulnerability shone through, swirling in his gaze. His brows furrowed with pleasure as he bit his lip. “…oh, fuck…” he cried.
You moved faster. Your swollen clit rubbed against his dark curls adding to the already heightened pleasure you were building. You took his hands from your hips and guided them up your body. You placed them over your bouncing tits and he squeezed- rubbing your hardened nipple with his thumb.
“That’s my good little whore,” he gasped. “You like it rough don’t you?” You squeezed tighter around him in answer and Loki couldn’t stop the wolfish grin on his face.
He swallowed thickly watching you enjoy his touch. “Loki” you screamed. The only indication that you had reached your climax and was about to topple over. You trembled over his body screaming his name over and over as you came down from your bliss.
“Don’t stop, Darling.” He pushed harder into you. “Ride me,” he commanded. Loki watched as you clenched around his hard cock- disappearing into your wet folds. The sight was enough to make him tremble.
God, he was so much bigger in this form. You had to push hard to meet the hilt of his shaft. You raised your hips and dipped back down eliciting the deepest groan fleeing his lips. “That’s a good girl,” he whispered. “Fuckin’ good girl.” His head tilted back and the desire to claim you came back. He had to take you faster. Harder.
He dug his heels back into the mattress and slammed his hips upwards. The gasping air leaving your lungs, the wicked moans filling his ears. All of it coerced him to cum inside you- finally releasing his pent-up yearning. Loki couldn’t stop the moans or praises leaving his lips. Your name peppered in with teasing curses and praises.  “You always know how to make me feel good, don’t you, pet?” he prized as he took a deep breath to steady his exhaustion.
“Mmm, yes sir.” You kissed him ardently, taking his breath away from his already spent lungs. You trailed your kisses down to his neck and onto his panting chest. Each kiss made your lips tingle and chilly.
“We should probably get ready for dinner. What say you, my love?”
“Hmm? Maybe in a while…I’m not done playing with my Christmas gift yet.” You responded as your lips traveled further down towards his already hardening cock.
Loki smiled as he closed his eyes, savoring the feel of your warm tongue on his cool skin. “In a while,” he repeated. “Fuck…in a while.”
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ashdreams2023 · 5 months
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Can u do Loki x touch starved reader Headcanons? Maybe reader is an avenger and had a tough past
Loki x touch starved reader
Ok at first he would think you’re just clingy to get his attention then he starts to realize
Oh? You actually like this, you want to be close to him because it makes you feel good
Honestly if that’s all it takes to make you happy then baby he’s on board
Hand holding 24/7
Assures you that he doesn’t hate it and having you close is a delight
He has his arm around your waist when you’re in formal events
Kisses, lots and lots and he loves it, don’t ever think he’ll get sick of it
Runs his hands through your hair and caresses your arms when you cuddle
Holds you tight at night and most nights is the little spoon so you can keep him as close as you want
Let’s you cling to him while he walks around the house and smooches your face when you lay your head on his chest
Carries you around just because he can, and beside you look cute all curled up against his chest
Intimate times are like the best thing ever, you’re having the time of your life because you love the skin to skin and he’s simply enjoying how satisfied you are
Sometimes you sneak underneath his sweater and warp your arms around his middle
Actually loves all the attention, it feeds his ego but also it’s nice to have positive attention for once in a while
Puts his hand on your thigh when you two sit next to each other
Fingers tangled together under the table at dinner
Foreheads pressing against each other as goodbyes and hugs where you’re feet off the ground as hellos
Plays with your hands and puts them on his face and kisses your palm
Runs his hands softly over old scars and hums while he holds you close
Everyone rolls their eyes at you two but no one interferes because they know you deserve it
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rockstarfairy · 2 years
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Cereal Box
Pairing: Loki x female reader
Genre: Fluff
Warning: -
Summary: Maybe being short wasn't that bad.
Author's note: Hello friends !! this is my first time writing & english is my second languange so i'm really hoping that you could support a small noobie writer like me :D
someone must've accidentally misplaced your cereal box on the highest shelf of the wooden cabinet.
must've been thor, you thought to yourself.
despite your belligerent combat skills, you're basically the shortest member of the team. don't get it wrong. aggresiveness will never be your intention when it comes to any mission. but when your adversaries are mostly mutants and aliens, god knows you didn't have that much of a choice.
releasing a single huff of frustration, you get on the kitchen counter. right leg first, then your left. you're know kneeling with both legs on tony's precious travertine backsplash kitchen countertop. with your left hand raised upward to hold the base of the wooden cabinet for support, your right hand's, poorly, trying to reach your cereal box.
but when your middle finger manage to touch the surface of the box, you accidentally pushed it backwards. uh oh. now you can't even reach it !
you could've stand up. on the counter. would've been so much easier, right ? but then, you feared the heights. though the countless amount of times you'd jumped of those skyscraping buildings, this tiny little situation still scared you to death.
when loki had entered the kitchen to make himself a cup of tea, he was suprised to see a small human being on the counter. and the fact that you're so busy with whatever situation you're dealing right now that you don't even realize his presence there.
maybe because your back is facing him.
or maybe because he's also doesn't even realize that he's smiling.
loki thinks that you're so adorable. wearing your oversized sweater that pass just below your knees, with your cute small litte hands (which are both covered with the sweater paws) trying to reach god-knows-what, you look like a cute little baby. his cute little baby.
sometimes, he can't even comprehend how does an adorable sweet creature like you get voluntarily involved in this venomous arena of combats.
but sometimes, he's also can't even comprehend how does a malevolent monster like him will ever to fall in love with an adorable mortal like you.
wait, did he just said love ? uh oh.
you felt a strong arm wrapped around your waist. and another strong arm reaching upward for your cereal box. you braved yourself to turn around, and thats when your eyes met a pair of crystaline emerald eyes.
"l-loki ?" it was barely a whisper. but somehow, loki could still hear it. why wouldn't he ? for him, you have the most angelic voice he'd ever heard. and he craved to hear it on every passing second of his immortal life.
he gave you that smirk and you could feel a certain heat creeping its way up to your cherubic cheeks. without breaking the eye contact, loki handed you the cereal box.
you mumbled a small thank you and gave him an innocent smile. you should probably get off the counter now. wait-
"um, can you help me?"
it took loki a few seconds to understand what are you talking about. oh-OH
you felt his strong hands wrapped themselves around your waist. he then lifted you up from the counter, and put you down on the floor where he left you standing.
your head is just below his chest. he had always envisioned yourself to be a writhing mess right under his stomach while he gripped the bed's headboard in the midst of claiming you as his. maybe, you're a little taller than that. just a little.
"now, little one. shouldn't you have asked for someone's help first ?"
"well..everyone's training right now.." you looked down at your toes. "did not want to..bother them.." ah. that wasn't so hard.
sighing, loki used his delicate fingers to tilt your chin up. he looked straight into your eyes. "i must admit, as adorable as you are for being independence, we surely do not want you to get hurt, now do we ?"
you nodded. loki gave you an affectionate smile before his fingers left your chin. "have a good breakfast, darling." he cooed before walking away, leaving you all alone in the kitchen with your blossoming red face.
and little did you know, that he had mischievously planned in his mind to put your favourite mug on the highest shelf next.
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