#modestlyabsurd

[donaweasley]

I Will Find You

"I will find you."

With a promising squeeze of her hand, he had repeated the words "I will" before pushing her further into the escape pod, and fading away into his usual green glow.

That was the last time (Y/N) had seen him, or even heard from him. That was on the Statesman. When the ship with Asgardian refugees was under attack, (Y/N) had wanted to stay back and fight, for she was the commander of the army under Loki's rule. But her king - the only one she had truly been loyal to - had ordered her to mind the safety of the people escaping to Earth.

"We Odinsons will handle it here," he had said with his usual confident smirk.

But, for the first time in her life, she could not trust her king. Her fear - or maybe it was her instincts - had told her otherwise.

Several months ago, when Loki used to sit unchallenged on the throne of Asgard, he had described to her, in confidence, the ruthlessness of Thanos's ambitions, the extent to which this Titan could go in order to fulfill his dreams. And he was not the least ashamed to confide in her that he was scared of him; that even the thought of that monster scraped chills down his spine.

Despite all these, Loki had gone off to fight him. To save his people. To save his brother. All (Y/N) could do was beg the Norns for his safe return.

But apparently, the Norns did not hear her pleas. Thor had returned but without his brother, without the love of (Y/N)'s life. Without her betrothed.

New Asgard was built and, even though it took a lot of emotional effort and time, the survivors had gradually started calling it home.

But not (Y/N). Her home had a heartbeat. It had a warm embrace and caresses of soothing lips. Her home had magic radiating from his fingers.

And it was all gone. She had no home now.

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The story is complete! Read it here.

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This was an excerpt from a new WIP. Couldn't wait to share it! :)

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[fanfic-collection]

Prisoner: Loki x Reader - 3

Please please comment or react or something, I'm writing one of the weirder fics I've ever written and I need to know if it's bad...

Thanks @modestlyabsurd for convincing me to finish better or for worse

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Dot greeted you at the door when you and Relt returned. She hugged him tight, giving him a once over for injuries before acknowledging you.

“I’ve never seen his highness so…” She trailed off searching for a word. “Interested, I suppose, before you.”

You raised your eyebrow.

Dot took your hand and tugged you to the green pouf.

The other five women sat on it, holding their pillows in various ways. Some sat on their pillows, others hugged them to their chest, and one leaned against it as an armrest.

“So, you have no name yet.” Dot said, sinking down onto her own pillow and hugging it to her chest.

The room was surprisingly warm, yet given their clothing, it had to be.

You sat down on the edge of the pouf, looking in at the women.

The two men remained on guard by the chaise, never moving.

“I’m Dot, as you know.” Dot began pointing at the women. “Jot, Thought, Mawt, Fot, and Wat. You met Relt, the other is Gelt.”

You raised both your eyebrows.

Jot laughed softly. “I’d almost forgotten.” She shook her head. “I think the rhyming amuses him.”

“Do you not speak his name?” You asked, looking around the circle.

“No good comes from it.” Wat shrugged.

“Why not?” You pursed your lips, thinking of how any time you said their names, you would be thinking of rhymes.

“You saw what could become of us. Look at our skin, perfect and unmarred. He likes us that way. Should anything change.” Jot shuddered. “You all remember what happened to Brot, right?”

“Really?”

Thought nodded. “He sent her away. She annoyed him something fierce.”

“It’s curious really, for the longest time it’s only been us six. He doesn’t much like odd numbers.”

You frowned. “What became of her?”

“Gelt said she went to Yorin. No one has seen her since.” The women shivered at the statement.

You glanced over at the two men. They stared stoically ahead.

Mawt tittered when you looked back at the women. “I wonder what your name will be.”

Jot answered, “maybe he’ll recycle a name.”

“There’s seven of us though, do you think he’ll send anyone away?”

Dot was quiet, looking down at her stomach and rubbing it idly. After a time, she spoke up. “I was his favorite for a while.”

Jot nodded. “Aye, you were.”

Dot looked at you when she spoke again. “Remember my ex fiancé?”

“I remember you mentioning something about it, yes.”

“He was from Svartelfheim. I… I was one of the last royalty surviving in Jotunheim.”

You tilted your head. “But you look so…”

“Ordinary?” She smiled thinly. “My parents procured powerful mages to make me look as this. Do you know one of his names is Yotman?”

“Why?”

Jot shook her head quietly. “Because he was so brutal in the conquest of Jotunheim. Some say it changed him. He went firsthand there to wipe out any survivors. He hates Jotuns.”

Dot flushed nervously. “If he finds out…”

“How has he not?”

“I was sent to Svartelfheim, to be with my fiancé when the attacks began.”

Mawt interrupted her. “Why are you telling this new person these things? Can you trust her not to try and steal his favor?”

Jot shook her head, squeezing Dot’s hand. “Don’t. We are all prisoners here, you wouldn’t tell him, would you?”

You shook your head. “Of course not. But why do they say Yotman when…”

“You think the Asgardians care for how words in other lands are pronounced?”

“I see.”

Jot still held Dot’s hand, studying her intently. “You were going to tell us something before our new friend arrived though.”

Dot blanched and swallowed hard.

Mawt scowled. “Enough with the theatrics.”

“I don’t know how to tell anyone!” Dot cried out, keeping her voice hushed. “I think, I think I might be pregnant.”

A hushed silence fell over the group. Many of the women’s mouths dropped open. Even Relt and Gelt looked over at her words.

“Are you certain?” Jot whispered, horrified. She looked around the circle. “I had not heard of such a thing happening.”

Tears welled in Dot’s eyes. “What if, what if the baby is born… born as I am?”

“Jotun.” You whispered.

Dot nodded repeatedly. Tears streamed down her face. Jot pulled Dot into her arms, hugging her and stroking her back. “He doesn’t know yet.” Jot murmured.

“It won’t take him long to find out.”

Your heart sank, you had already seen such cruelties today. These women had almost embraced you as their own and already…

“Kill it. Just say you’ve grown an appetite for mead, and when it’s born…” Mawt’s face was set as she spoke.

“A child? An infant no less?” Dot looked at her horrified, hands reaching to hold her stomach. “Look how we are dressed, there is no hiding it.”

You interrupted, mind racing. “The servants of Asgard are no ally to her people.”

“So?”

“You birth the baby, and spirit it away before he finds out.”

“You’ve never given birth before.” Fot scowled. “It is a loud, messy affair.”

“You would know?”

“They took three of my children when I arrived here.” Fot looked away bitterly. “I have not seen them since.”

You opened your mouth to speak but there was a harsh bang on the ground. Looking over, Relt and Gelt had both hit their feathered staves to the ground, glancing at your small group before facing forward once more.

Loki entered from the door he had vanished in. He looked exhausted as he approached the poof.

The women quickly skirted back, allowing room for him to enter and lay down. Magic shimmered around his clothes and he was once more in the green robe. He leaned against the edge of the pouf, looking around at the gathered women.

“Well?” He asked sharply.

Dot hurried forward and undid his robe. “How might I please you, my lord?”

Loki leaned back, allowing his back to arch slightly as her hand cupped his manhood.

You looked away.

The other women all stared intently at Loki.

Loki’s eyes must have found you. “My newest pet.”

You glanced back at him. Mawt and Fot were kissing passionately, but they hesitated and slowly pulled apart when he addressed you. All of the other women were in various states of arousal, though they too paused.

Loki shoved Dot away from him, wrapping his robe once more.

Dot whimpered at being thrust away, but scampered back and hid beside Jot.

Loki held up a long, thin finger and beckoned to you.

You replied with a steely look.

A small smile quirked the corner of Loki’s mouth. “I see you have met my others? They have introduced you, no doubt?”

You nodded stiffly.

“And what will I call you?”

“Yot.” You answered simply. “I’m sure the Yotman should be reminded of his conquest.”

Loki stood up and stalked over to you, grabbing you by the hair and dragging you to your feet. His eyes flashed as he studied your face. “Yot it is.” He said after a long pause.

Your neck and head hurt from the angle he held you at, hair tugging from the roots.

The others looked at you terrified.

Would he send you away?

Your chest heaved as you fought to breathe, heart racing in a panic.

“In another life…” Loki trailed off, glancing down at your figure. He let go of your hair and you stumbled, trying to catch yourself.

With a flick of his hand, a gold chain appeared around your throat, sliding down to the floor and appearing in his hand.

The other women had their eyes wide open in shock.

You instinctively reached up to touch your new collar.

Loki tugged on it, the chain had somehow wrapped around your ankle and you fell to the ground with a thud. Kneeling down, Loki straddled your hips, crouched over you. “You will learn your place. In time.”

Bending down, he gripped your neck and turned it to the side. He sank his teeth into the tender flesh, sucking and licking until a mark was sure to have formed.

Loki pulled back, sliding a chilly thumb down the mark. “You belong to me now.” He smiled. Without looking away from you he said, “Relt, Gelt, take Wat away. We have no need for her anymore.”

Wat’s eyes widened even more as she reached up trying to cover herself. “No! please! No! I have been good, I have served you faithfully!” She bent over, going prostrate, face flat to the ground. “My lord, please!”

Loki looked down at you with a cruel smile. “Welcome to the family, Yot.”

He stood up and grabbed Wat by the hair, dragging her upright.

Tears flooded down Wat’s face, she blubbered and begged incoherently.

“Enough.” Loki waved his hand and a metal gag covered her mouth. She continued to plea silently. “Take her to my chambers, I will decide who is to receive her.”

Relt and Gelt hurried over, grabbing Wat’s arms as she shook her head frantically. Loki stalked back to the door to the side, armor returning as he walked. Relt and Gelt followed after, faces stoic but you could see the horror in their eyes.

And then the four were gone.

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[modestlyabsurd]

F*ck You, Loki Odinson (Loki x Reader)

a drabble hidden in my notes from over a year ago :)

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"Oh, look at me! I'm Loki Odinson, with my stupid cheekbones and flowy hair and ridiculously perfect smile! Watch as I rule Earth with nothing but my charm! Well y'know what - fuck you Loki Odinson!"

He smirks. He's genuinely amused.

A laugh even threatens to bubble up from his chest, but not from what you've said, oh no - from what he's about to say.

With lidded eyes and slow strides toward you, he maunders, "That may all be true ... but look at me. Y/N L/N. Leading them on, only to break their hearts, every single time."

Craning your neck in disbelief you're about to give him a piece of your damn mind - who does he think he is?! - until you realize how dangerously close he is. You instantly retract into your handy-dandy figurative turtle shell, and miss more than a beat in spite of yourself.

"I - I don't, I don't do that."

"Oh, yes you do," Loki murmurs. "Unfortunately, dear, it's not going to work." Having no regard for your steps backward he takes one big stride, leaning down to your ear, "Not this time."

And he walks away. Leaving a dumb stunned turtle behind. It briefly made you malfunction to the point that all you registered was the sound of his footsteps getting quieter, further away. You blinked.

Then it hit you all at once.

"Hey, wait a minute!"

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[imagine-loki]

For those who use glasses, hearing aids, or any other kind of assistive devices!

Imagine whenever you get angry or annoyed with Loki, you give him the silent treatment. As your day goes on, suddenly your device goes missing. You panic and look all around the house for it - but it's nowhere. Although you're still annoyed with him, you're left with no choice but to cave in and ask Loki if he's seen it anywhere.

And every time, he replies, "I'll only tell you if you'll forgive me."

#Loki #Lover #God of Mischief #Others #Imagine #submission #modestlyabsurd #glasses #hearing aids #assistive device #angry #annoyed #silent treatment #device #missing #forgive

[asksassyloki]

I bet I could beat you in a game of Uno cards!

Most likely, considering the fact that I don’t know what that is.

#Loki #Ask Loki Laufeyson #modestlyabsurd #Uno #Answered

[the-departed-potato]

DEAR TUMBLR I NEED YOUR HELP

ok so I am looking for a fanfic/imagine/one-shot and was hoping someone could help me out

The imagine is a Loki and female Reader. It’s set in the readers apartment (in New York) or possibly avengers tower. It involves The reader noticing and asking Loki about how he never wants anything physically. He explains that he is a virgin because his dick is to big and it would hurt women. (I know it’s weird but it’s good 😂) I can’t remember if he’s never done anything or if he had only tried having sex once or something like that. I remember the reader kinda laughing before realizing he was being truthful and Loki being sad. (Possibly smut I cant remember.) I know she comforts him about it. I was kinda thinking she was a member of the avengers but maybe not.

If you see this and feel so inclined to reblog this in the hopes of finding this I would greatly appreciate it.

(Now I’m just gonna tag as many Loki/Tom Hiddleston tumbler people as possible in the hopes that one of you know about this/one of you wrote this.)

@just-the-hiddles @nonbinarylowkey @spilledkauffie @thfrustration @rorybutnotgilmore @kaz11283 @tomhiddleston-is-mischief @fadingfics @fadingcoast @earlgreydream @starlight-loki @sherberrt @fanpageknight @sserpente @modestlyabsurd @imagine-loki @revengingbarnes @headcanons-for-loki @little-diable

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[lokidokimagines]

Y/n: *struts into the kitchen wearing the most fashionable pair of green and black pajamas*

Y/n: Good morning...

Y/n: *nods toward Natasha* Nat.

Y/n: *nods toward Tony* Tony.

Tony, stifling a laugh: What are you wearing-

Natasha: And can I feel it?

Y/n, eagerly showing Nat your sleeve: It’s chiffron.

Tony, still laughing: *wheezes* You look like a Christmas tree.

Y/n: *gives him a look*

Y/n: It’s Loki’s.

Tony: No kidding...

Natasha: You stole it-

Y/n: I borrowed it! It’s a little joke...I’m seeing how long it takes for him to notice.

Tony: You should have replaced his 100$ shampoo with glue. Now THAT would have been funny.

Y/n, rolling your eyes: *sighs*

Natasha: Do a twirl for us!

Y/n: Guys-

Tony and Nat: DO IT. DO IT. DO IT.

Y/n: Ok, ok fine!

Y/n: *starts twirling*

Loki, wearing a robe that matches your pjs: *walks in*

Loki: *stares at you*

Y/n, still twirling: *spots Loki*

Y/n: *instantly stops twirling* ...uh... hey

Loki: *blinks* Those are MINE.

Y/n, sleeves slightly too long: *nervously wiggles your arms*

Y/n: Yea..

Loki: *steps closer to you*

Loki: *keeps staring*

Y/n, blushing: I can take them off-

Loki: No!

Y/n: *blinks* ...no?

Loki, smirking: *quietly* Well yes, but maybe later.

Y/n: *blushes harder*

Loki, walking even closer: *tilts your chin up with a finger*

Loki: *whispers* I quite like you wearing them. You look STUNNING. If you need me... I’ll be in my room.

Loki, winking: *leaves the room*

Tony and Nat: ...

Y/n: ...

Tony and Nat: Ooooo

Y/n, following Loki: *smirks* Oh, shut up.

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[wolfish-trickster]

Advent kisses

18/24

Loki x female!reader

Word count: 1 067

Summary: Instead of chocolates, kisses are going to be recieved everyday until Christmas.

Tag list: @gaitwae @lucywrites02 @modestlyabsurd @winterfrostsarmy @spaceyempress @thefridgeismybestie @laramoonworld @birdgirl90 @nickkie1129

You never knew Loki would trust you enough to tell you something like this. Or show. Blue suited him. With that black long hair.

It hurt you to hear how he got that scar. But you were so glad he survived and could be here with you.

Later that day the rest of the Avengers made a little party (Pepper didn't let anyone drink any alcohol) for Loki. They played games, Thor told some childhood stories. Even Loki was enjoying that amount of attention.

You went to bed earlier than the others. Reason: a starting headache. Those are always nasty with you. You took a pill and lied down.

You were turning and changing positions all night. You woke up in a weird one. Your back and neck ached like never before. After a morning yoga to sooth the pain you went down to the small library corner. You had to lay on your belly in order to now hurt your back even more.

And that's how Loki found you. Lying on the ground, head proped up on your hands, reading a book.

"Why are you reading like this?"

You shrugged as you stood up. "No reason, I just wanted to lie down and read."

Loki narrowed his eyes. You only gave him an innocent smile.

"Alright, do as you wish," he found himself a book too and took a seat. You lied down again. A peaceful atmosphere settled around you two. As if you entered another realm. Full of stories hidden inbetween pages.

You didn't get lost in the tale yet. Not when Loki was sitting near you. You started to daydream. About Jotun Loki. With a viking hairstyle, wearing a lot of fur and leather, strands of black hair around his crimson eyes. Black, blue and red. Wait.

You sat up quickly, startling Loki. "Darling, are you okay?"

Black, blue, red. Black, blue. Black. You got the best idea in the whole world. "Loki, can I paint your nails black?"

Loki blinket at you in confusion. Apparently, that wasn't an answer he expected. "Paint? My nails?"

"Yes, with a nail polish. Like Wanda and Natasha do sometimes. But instead of their red, I'll use black. What do you say?"

"Is it permanent?"

You shaked your head. "No, you can remove it any time with a polish remover. I can show you. I can even remove it right after I paint them if you won't like them. I just want to see how they'll look on you."

You watched him ponder your offer. Eventually he smiled and nodded. "I guess what doesn't kill me makes me look awesome. Where do you want to paint them?"

You already took his hand and lead him to the kitchen and ordered him to sit by the table. You usually put nail polish bottles into the fridge, you don't even know why. You just do. So you found the black one. You gently took his thumb and started painting. Then the forefinger. And so on. When you finished the ringfinger you felt his thumb brushing the back of your hand. You looked up at him. He had this dreamy smile and relaxed eyes.

"What?" you asked a little embarrassed.

"Nothing, it's cute how you are so focused."

You felt your cheeks heating up. You took a deep breath in and finished the pinky.

"Don't touch anything with that hand, and keep your fingers apart. You can blow on them to make them dry faster," you instructed as you took his other hand. And as he did the last time, his thumb was brushing the back of the hand that held his fingers while you painted. You loved how soft he got around you.

You admired your work after you finished. He looked badass. With his casual asgardian leather clothes, slicked back hair and now black nails. You straightened up and a jolt of pain rushed through your spine. You were bent over his nails for way too long. You let out a yelp and held your back.

Loki was at your side immediately. "Darling, what happened? Does your back hurt?" he stroked your lower back.

"Yea, I fell asleep weird and now it hurts like hell. It happens sometimes, don't worry. It will pass."

"I know a way to help you. But I need to get you to my bedroom for that. Can I?"

"Sure, what are you going to do?"

He gently picked you up in his arms and carried you bridal style from the kitchen. "A surprise, darling."

'Maybe he will use his magic again, or some asgardian potion or whatever they have up there,' you wondered. Being in his embrace felt good. As if you belonged there.

When he got to his bedroom he gently layed you on his bed. "Now darling, turn on your belly," you did as he told. You were starting to get a little scared.

Then you felt how he pushed his thumbs on muscles in your upper back. Then slowly dragged them down along your spine and back up. You couldn't believe it. He was giving you a massage! Your eyes rolled back when he hit the right spot and let out a soft moan. You quickly covered your mouth. "Sorry."

He just chuckled. "That's alright. Be vocal with me. It tells me if I'm doing good," and he moved towards your aching neck.

His hands were magical. He knew exactly where to push to relieve the pain. You humed amd moaned here and there. How could you not?

When he was done you didn't feel any pain at all. You were far too comfortable lying down, you didn't want to get up. So you just layed there.

"Thank you, for helping me Loki. I really appreciate it."

He stroked your back lovingly. "And I thank you for painting my nails black and making me look even more handsome."

"So you won't take them down today?" you asked hopefully.

"Hmmm, no, not today. Someday sure, but not today," he bent down over you and gave you a soft peck through your t-shirt between your shoulder blades. "Rest now, my love."

#loki #loki odinson #loki laufeyson #loki x reader #the avengers #christmas fic #loki fluff #fluffy loki #fluff

[lowkeyorloki]

An Heir

@modestlyabsurd requested: a conversation with Loki about the idea of children?

cool url (:

i have a lot of headcanons about loki’s complicated thoughts on having kids, so if you want those, shoot me an ask!!

this short but (hopefully) sweet, and reeeeeaaaallllyyyy domestic. wow i wish i was in a committed relationship and lived with loki.

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“Would you ever want a kid?” you ask one day, completely out of the blue. 

You’ve learned in your many years of being Loki’s lover that is how questions like this have to be. You love your god, but he reads too much into anyone’s words- yours most of all.

Loki shifts from where he is comfortably sitting on your couch. He meets your eyes, then his own flicker down to your belly.

“Are you pregnant?” he asks, his voice low. “I’m not angry if you are. I am willing to do whatever-”

“No, Loki.” you grab his hand and shake your head. “I’m just... curious.” Loki cocks an eyebrows, but visibly relaxes as he leans back.

“I don’t know.” he admits. “When I was a child myself, I always assumed I would. I was -am-” Loki pauses, unsure of what his rank is. “...Royalty. It was not a question of ‘if’, but a question of ‘when’. And around the time I came to New York- which is when I met you,” Loki gives your thigh a squeeze, and you smirk. “I was certain I would never. I have no doubts I would be a better father than my own. But... just because you’re better doesn’t mean that you’re good.” Loki stops talking. His gaze doesn’t reach your own, but he rubs circles into your knee with his thumb. “I became so much more conflicted when I fell in love with you.” This time he looks at you once more, offering a small smile. “You truly threw my life into chaos, sweet girl. I’ve had to come to so many conclusions I never thought I would even consider.” 

“And what’s the verdict on this one?” you ask in a playful tone, but your hands start to clam up. Loki leans forward and takes you in his arms before dragging you back with him, so his back is against the arm of the couch, and you lay between his legs and on his chest. His fingers begin to run through your hair. 

“I want to do anything to do with you. Every single thing, I want to experience it with you. Stupid girl.” he sighs. “You’ve made me so vulnerable. I want children, yes, and I only want them with you. But I don’t know if I can. You’ve had quite the influence on me, but I am still that same man you met all those years ago in New York.”

“No you’re not.” you frown. “Don’t say that. You’re not who you were then.”

Loki smiles, and presses a kiss to your nose.

“Well...” he says. “...Not when I’m around you I’m not.”

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[quenilla]

Hi Queenie!! How is you???

hey, @modestlyabsurd !! im doin dandy, actually.

some things went down in my personal life, so im not as active as much, but once it all blows over ill be sure to make my rounds and see what I've been missing!!

thanks for asking! :)

[gingerwritess]

Loki fic recommendations?? im thirsty and girl do u actually know the struggle when ive binged all of ur glorious fics and have nothing gOOD QUALITY to read

okay okay i’ve said it before but i’ll say it again till the end of time:

read every single one of the drabbles under loki x reader on @whirlybirbs blog - all just so awesome and sweet and very similar to stuff i write! i binge her loki drabbles like once a month ngl

read every single one of @paradisaicsam ‘s drabbles and oneshots and series with loki - so so sweet and fluffy and just perfect amazing content with our favourite icicle and wow she never ceases to amaze me

and i always support @maiden-of-asgard bcos her writing is out of the universe phenomenal if you’re looking for any series or want some angstier or smuttier loki complexity. just incredible. Frostbite, Gladiator, Lifted, and Comandeered (smut warning on all but like not a whole lot—except commandeered, lots there but like...yum) are some of my favourites by her!!!!

@modestlyabsurd has a couple recent really neat and beautifully written oneshots, check those out for sure, perfect for if you want something a little angstier omg her writing is incredible

@skullvieplu has an adorable slow burn roommates au with loki x reader!!! definitely check that out if you want a good series to read. so cute and deliciously domestic ugh my heart.

i think that’s all i’ve got right now, but i’ll definitely add on if i think of any more!!! and if you’re a writer that follows me, feel free to tag me, i’d love to read what you write!

#ask #gwanswers #fic recs #loki fic recs

[donaweasley]

The Tesseract

Pairing: Loki x Fem!Asgardian!Reader

Plot:

This takes place during Thanos’s attack on the Statesman. Loki, after making sure that as many Asgardians as possible, have been sent off in the pods, walks out of his cabin to go and face the Titan’s wrath.

Warnings: Angst.

Read time:~2 mins

She caught him just as he was about to walk out of the exit.

“Give me the Tesseract!” (Y/N) blocked Loki’s path.

The said cube was nowhere in sight but (Y/N) knew that he had it. It was not in the vault right before Asgard had exploded; so, the only possible explanation would be if Loki took it. And he would, certainly, given that he was still enthralled by the power the cube possessed.

Although Loki was taken aback by the sudden intrusion, he was quick to regain his composure. And to use his usual method of defence: donning a cold and hostile demeanour.

“Never!” He spat at her. He knew that it would be futile to even try to lie to her. No one knew him better than her.

(Y/N) took two careful steps towards him. If he was being cold, he definitely had something up his sleeve.

“It is not your burden to bear.” She extended a hand towards him, “Give it to me. I shall flee with it. Send me to some distant realm with your magic. Thanos will never notice that an insignificant Asgardian is missing! I shall keep it safe. Then when all of this is over, come and get me.”

“I know you will keep it safe.”

The sudden softness in the eyes and the words of the god took her by surprise.

“But,” Loki continued, “if you have this in your possession, Thanos will come after you. He will not stop until he hunts you down to the farthest corner of the universe! I cannot let that happen, no! Not to you!”

His confession swept the floor beneath her feet away. Was it pity that was swelling in the trickster’s eyes? For the woman who had loved him unconditionally all these years receiving nothing in return?

It must be that, she thought.

“But…”

Her words were left unspoken as Loki went on pouring his thoughts out before her.

“I had thought that I would keep it away from Thanos,” his distant eyes swam in the horrid memories of the past. “That I would save Asgard, the Nine Realms from him. If he gets his filthy hands on the Tesseract… (Y/N), he cannot find this! He plans to erase half the Universe… I am a sorcerer, a god! I can protect this better. So,” and just like that, he slipped into his aggressive armour once again, “let it remain with me.”

But (Y/N) was not convinced. She could not let him fight this alone. “If he gets you,” her voice wavered, “he will kill you.”

“He will not,” Loki assured her. “I shall be safe.”

“No, Loki-”

“Goodbye, (Y/N).”

“What??”

She instantly recognised the mild glow that had started forming around the god. It could mean only one thing.

“Go with the others,” he instructed her. “When this is over, our people shall need you.”

“Loki, do not leave. Please!”

“I love you, (Y/N).”

The walls of the ship seemed to be swaying around her. This could not be true, could it? Loki loved her?

“I have always loved you… I always shall.”

“Loki, stop!”

But it was too late. The god had left. And if (Y/N) knew him correctly, she would probably never see him again.

***

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[fanfic-collection]

would western Loki speak with an Asgardian accent or with a Hiddles Hank Williams accent #realquestions

an asgardian southern drawl. How does it work? nobody knows. It kinda changes between the two maybe? It is certainly confusing to write in my head because it sounds southern drawl and then it sounds normal Loki

#modestlyabsurd

[modestlyabsurd]

Just a Dance (Loki x Reader)

"Let's hear it for the gride and broom!"

The formal crowd of green and red erupts into applause, and your glass of green punch fogs up from a sudden laugh after seeing a tipsy Tony Stark on the stagefront - using the microphone stand as a cane.

Having never been fond of line dancing but finding it very entertaining to watch, you nestled yourself away from the commotion by the food bar, lined with tables under black cloths and stacked high with elegant dishes, to observe the dance floor. The cha-cha slide never disappoints; the look of concentration on Peter's face as he tried (and failed) to hit the poses was enough, but add that to the honest yet terrible attempts from the "gride and broom" and you've got a beautifully orchestrated shit show.

Tony's drunken voice continues to blubber incoherent sounds of happiness over the crowd. "Where are you guys anyway? Get up here - blurgh - it's sappy mushy speech time, come on!" With that, everyone encourages the newlyweds up to the stage.

Even from your nook, the brightness of the couple's smiles are blinding, nevermind the spotlights following them along. You feel your cheeks getting tighter as an unconscious smile spreads across them, marvelling at how Bruce lovingly carries Natasha's long, white train up the steps. Her red lips and braided hair contrast gorgeously against her dreamy wedding gown, and Bruce can't take his eyes away - nor can either of them help the huge, toothy grins on their faces.

A hopeful phenomenon. Two tortured souls who found peace and love in one another. You knew no one deserved it more.

Natasha urges Bruce to speak first. He makes a face, but happily obliges nonetheless. "I guess this thing's on then?" he says, eliciting modest laughs from the people. "Ah, thank you all again for being here, hope you're having as good a time as we are. Thanks again to Tony for providing us with pretty much everything, from the venue, to the decorations, to the food, to the music, to gifts, to our honeymoon - this could go on for another forty-five minutes,"

"Hey," says a deep voice; you turn to find a sharp-dressed man-bunned Thor standing next to you. "Missed you on the dance floor."

You offer a smile. "Not exactly my cup of tea. Neither is this, though," you swirl your punch around.

"The red one is far superior," says Thor, stepping around you to ladle himself another glass. "Have you tried it?"

"Yeah, that's the spiked one. No wonder you like it more." You hear Bruce speaking of how trapped he felt for so long, until Natasha swindled her way into his life and somehow made him feel worthy of living.

"Really? Hm, I couldn't tell. But you have a point, it's at least a bit better than that," says Thor, though you barely hear him - and when he meets your eyes, you don't really see him either. "Everything alright?"

"Hm?" you chirp. "Oh yeah, I'm fine. Why you ask?"

"You just seem ... elsewhere, I suppose. But perhaps it's my own longing disguising itself as someone else's." he says nonchalantly, looking to the floor and downing his glass of red punch in one go.

You open your mouth for a humorous response before you see a wave of sadness wash over Thor. Instead, you nudge his tree trunk of an arm, "C'mon. I give it two weeks before Jane comes back."

He scoffs dismissively and draws a pattern on the floor with his shoe. "Sure. She, erm ... has she, mentioned anything about it, to you?"

"Actually, make it one week."

It was indicated that Bruce's speech had ended when the crowd started cheering and the lights dimmed. With the spotlights still on Natasha and Bruce, they hold each other intimately close and dance to another slow song below the stage. The band's soft guitar and bass vibrates from the soles of your feet up through your bones, all the way to the condensating glass in your hand. It was both a riveting and soothing sensation all at once.

A few feet away, you spot a familiar dark figure weaving through the dancing couples toward you and Thor. As his confident strides bring him into clearer view, your mouth suddenly feels like it's full of cotton and the room gets warmer. Wishing to just become invisible, you attempt to busy yourself with one of the vast cheese platters nearby - haphazardly, having no idea which cracker goes with goat's milk brie or which fruit goes with English Stilton.

He emerges and taps the shoulder of his oblivious brother's maroon blazer. "Don't blame the messenger, but a drunken game of truth or dare has resulted in your friends attempting to lift Mjolnir."

"Gah, not again!" Thor slams his glass on the table, causing some of the cake and hors d'oeuvres to rattle, before running away and disappearing in the sea of people. You're left alone with Loki, and your invisibility attempt has resulted in a not so nice bite of smoked gouda and white grapes.

Next thing you know, your punch glass is empty and your mouth is still dry.

Loki makes a point to look into your eyes rather than gawk at your formal wear as others have already done. It's a breath of fresh air, yet at the same time, his small, polite smile makes you forget how to breathe altogether. You force a smile of your own despite your growing nerves.

"How can you be enjoying yourself tucked away from the fun like this?" says Loki. His voice reminds you of melted chocolate, which draws your attention to the gloriously flowing chocolate fountain across the room. Enticing as it was, looking at the confection was a futile effort to avoid staring at Loki's dark green suit and black bowtie, or his new short curly hair that worked so well.

"You're one to talk. Haven't seen you having much fun either," the words flow smoothly. A nice surprise.

"I never said I was enjoying myself."

You laugh and shrug in concurrence. "I dunno, it's better than it seems. I'm here with all the food and drinks, everyone else is busy, and I have a bird's eye view of the dance floor."

Loki reaches an arm around you and grabs a finger sandwich; the brief closeness sends pleasant goosebumps over your neck. "I suppose. But wouldn't it be nice to see it up close?" he asks. The way he deftly held and nibbled the tiny food ... Jeez. How in the world can someone make eating a sandwich attractive?

In desperate need of a distraction, you turn to the three tier display of sandwiches and take one at random. From your side vision you see Loki anticipating your answer, so you reply with a mouthful of cucumber and cream cheese, "I don't dance."

"Oh, come on. Will you dance for me?"

You stop chewing to stare at him wordlessly.

"Ahem, bad choice of words," he clears his throat and says with a grimace. "I do beg your pardon. Rather," he extends a chivalrous hand toward you, "will you dance with me?"

The disbelief that Loki wants to dance with you, out of all the single people around - most of whom aren't chipmunking all the snacks - it almost leaves you dumbfounded. Almost being the keyword, being as how you took his hand so quickly. The coldness of it shocked you a bit, but the lightness and warmth of his hold made you feel safe. As if you could hold on, or even let go if you wanted, and he wouldn't mind.

He lead you to the center of the floor. The two of you were engulfed by the sea of people dressed in dark shades of red and green, dancing closely to the music. Just as the anxiety began to set in, Loki lifted your interlocked hands up to shoulder level and held you just beneath your ribcage with his other hand. Your mind is whirring, you can't decide if your shivers stem from anxiety, the temperature of Loki's skin, or the mere fact that you can smell him and it's driving you a little crazy.

He squeezed your hand, and patiently placed your free arm around his shoulder. Breathe, you remind yourself. Relax. It's just a dance. It's nothing. The vibrations from the music soothed you, slowly swept you away from your worries. When you dared to reopen your eyes, you found that it was not only the band, but Loki's gentle swaying that carried away your fears.

"See? It's not so bad."

You shake your head. "Just wait until I step on your feet."

He looked at you and you looked at him. You, a clumsy bag of bones, and he, a skillful puppeteer, gracefully carrying your bodies' movements. You both smiled. Like pots of water, overflowing with nervousness and happiness alike.

As he found you relaxing and absorbing the moment, Loki finds himself gazing at the way your hair is framing your face. It hangs and accentuates the softness of your features, but somehow reflects a distinct royalty in you, despite there being none. He can't bring himself to look away. You hadn't seemed to notice that the song had ended and a new slow song had begun to play, and Loki didn't bring it to your attention.

Rather, he brought your warm hand in his grasp up around his shoulder, matching the other, and placed his own hand to match the one at your side. He was testing the waters, really, and was relieved that you offered no protests to his actions. In fact, you seemed to meld into him further by laying your head on his chest, making his heart jump miles into the air.

He was good at concealing his emotions. Or he thought he was. Before you.

The light vibration of your voice against his sternum pulls him from his thoughts. "Pardon?" he asks.

"What are you wearing?"

He glances at himself. "A suit."

"I can see that, dipshit," you chide. "I meant what Asgardian fragrance are you wearing?"

"Oh," Loki croaks, biting away a sting of embarrassment. "I dunno. Must be my natural scent. Pheromones, as your human science says."

"Liar," you playfully squint your eyes at him.

He raises a hand with three fingers, "Scout's honor."

If you could facepalm without breaking away from Loki, you'd punch yourself in the face. "That's, that's not how it works - "

"Shhhhh ... we don't speak of the Scout's rules," he presses your head back into his chest with an open hand, subsequently silencing your laughs and concealing his own blushed cheeks from your view.

"I just realized something."

"What?" he says cheerfully.

You pull your head up to look at Loki. "Everyone in this room is staring at us."

Discreetly, Loki looks around and sure enough is met with many prying eyes. It made you want to crouch behind his legs to hide, but since that's not socially acceptable, you study Loki's dark green Victorian jacket. Is there food on you or something?

But he, on the other hand, lapped up every bit of the attention of the wedding guests. He flexes his fingers a bit, pinching your hips; a gentle reminder of his closeness to you. "Mm, perhaps they're jealous."

"Jealous of what?" you wonder. People are whispering under their breath in a way that instantly made your palms sweat. You try to decipher what they're saying, but all that's clear is that you're the topic.

"Of me."

"Psh. Yeah, you're probably right." You allow your eyes to drift over to his slightly crooked bowtie. It accentuates his boyishness; it sends butterflies through your chest and down to your belly.

"Do you know why they're jealous of me?"

"I mean, I can think of a few reasons."

His cheekbones round out as he smiles. "Well there's one reason in particular that is driving them all mad at the moment. Aside from my mere existence, of course."

A laugh puffs from your throat. "What is it?"

"It's the fact that I'm dancing with the one person that everyone in this room wishes to dance with."

You blink, as his bowtie seems to become a blobby rectangle shape. Me? you think. The room was already too warm, and now your face is uncontrollably heating up. You notice the scuffs on his shiny black dress shoes.

"You're crazy."

Loki looks up momentarily, feeling warmed from the inside out by you. The damp hands placed around his neck are all that's holding him on the ground. "Call me what you will - I know envy when I see it."

You miss a beat and step on his toes, but he doesn't react; in the same moment, the lights brighten, as the crowd began to applaud and mindlessly you did too. The dance was over.

When you turn back, you find that the lights have enhanced Loki's vivid green eyes. They were happy. They captivated you entirely, drew you in to him. You felt drunk; Loki was your liquor and you'd drank more than you ever had before. Someone's speaking on stage but you don't hear them. It's just you and Loki.

Cold, fingers sweep behind your neck and effortlessly bring your mouth to his. Drunk, without inhibitions, you allow for the kiss to deepen and Loki obliges, but only modestly, mindful of the ever prying eyes. You couldn't have been further from them. His hands held you in place, kept you tamed. He pulled away ever so slightly to let you breathe - and indeed you needed to, for you were breathless completely.

It took all you had not to kiss him again and never stop.

"YAAAAAS!" someone shouted.

You and Loki both turn and find Peter cheering like an idiot. And if for some reason you were imagining everyone staring earlier, though somewhat preoccupied, they're definitely staring now. Mentally you were screaming at Loki to poof you two away from it all as you hid your face in his lapels. The scent of him encased you in a fleeting blanket of safety.

"Please," Loki assures - still holding your hand, "there's nothing to see here. Do return to the party."

And they did. They listened to Loki without another glance. As they dispersed to mingle, you caught sight of Natasha and Bruce across the room; you mouth an apology to Natasha, but she shrugs it off with a smile and a knowing wink. Which didn't help the the fact that your face might as well be melting from embarrassment.

An icy breath in your ear takes the wind out of you.

"What did I tell you? They're all envious of me. Because of you."

~

🎶they come runnin bustin down all the doors

cuz EVERY girl's crazy bout a sharp-dressed Thor 🎶

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[imagine-loki]

Imagine after travelling to Earth in the 1970's with the Tesseract, whenever Loki hears Midgardian love songs on the subways or in the shops, he thinks of you; wonders where you are.

#Loki #Lover #Angst #God of Mischief #Others #Imagine #submission #modestlyabsurd #travelling #Earth #1970s #tesseract #midgardian #love songs #subways #wonder

[ijustreallylovezebras]

tag lists

Okay so, hey guys

As you all know I’ve been massively MIA recently, causing a long-ass hiatus on my two (kinda three or four) series that I’ve been writing

But I stopped wanting to write for this blog because I was getting such little feedback on my writing - like I was tagging people in fics because they asked to be tagged and then they wouldn’t respond to any of my posts so either they didn’t read it or they read it and weren’t responding to them

And the thing is: writing takes so much time and effort and tag lists are also such a fucking hassle to deal with and I don’t want to go to all of that time and effort writing and tagging people if I don’t get feedback on my writing - like I’m giving up my time to write and, while yes I adore writing, it’s really hard to stay motivated to do so when you don’t get any comments in response

Like literally any feedback is appreciated - a keyboard smash, a smiley face, literally anything to just let me know what you think!

And as a result of this, as I continue writing TSOB and Sunshine, I’m going to be wiping my tag lists for them and starting again - but I’m only going to tag people of they’re actually going to reply and read them. I know it sounds as though I’m being especially picky and rude but it’s not just series, like my permanent taglist, there’s about one person on it who actually reads and responds to my stuff ( @sarahp879 just casually calling you out bc I love you)

So, bearing that in mind, should anyone want to be tagged in either Sunshine or TSOB, let me know but if you don’t reply to my writing posts then I won’t be tagging you, I’m sorry

I’m sorry if it souds like I’m being really rude but, as I’m sure other writers on here will agree, it’s fucking painful to spend hours writing a part to a fic and then get no response from the people who ask to be tagged - and it’s part of the reason I stopped writing on here for so long

Just tagging my old tag lists under the cut so that they get the message 

TSOB TAGS

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