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"Eden" - A Loki/Reader Drabble
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You get lost in the woods and stumble upon a stranger in a secluded grove.
Pairing: Loki x Reader Genre: Sexy, Flirty Fluff (lusty descriptors but no sex) Word Count: 800 (quick read!)
MY MASTERLIST
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“Are you lost?” 
Absolutely, but you didn’t say a word. Your senses were too busy taking in the idyllic tableau you’d found by chance. 
After wandering for hours, being mistakenly left behind by your small hiking party, you parted two large bushes to find an opening in the trees. Behind them, a small tributary wound a pathway up to a two-story waterfall, which was busy churning and rushing with the spring runoff. All around, the evidence of spring blossomed: trees birthed bright pink buds underneath their newborn leaves. Small birds chimed in chorus from the lush canopy above, and only together could they reach a noise capable of being heard past the roaring falls. Secluded, it had to easily be five to six miles from the closest point of civilization.
The source of the query that greeted you was standing at the top of the small cliffside that hosted the waterfall. Naked as the day he was born, he was unashamed of himself, letting everything shine in the sunlight. In fact, he seemed boastful, and he had every right to be from what you could see. Raven black hair blew back across his face until he took a moment to tie it back. Every pectoral, deltoid, and leg muscle was defined, given its own territory across his pristine surface to show off. Alas, that was all you could make out from your distance. 
“Are you lost?” he repeated, his voice somehow able to carry clearly across the falls to you, on the far side of the glen. 
You nodded, too enchanted to understand that such a subtle response would go undetected. 
The figure smiled and placed his hands proudly on his hips, even thrusting his pelvis forward. Of course, this showed off more than just the sharp ‘V’ his abs formed.  You only wanted a closer look for yourself. 
“Stay put,” he said. “I’m coming down.” 
He took a few steps back, until you could barely see his head. Then, at a moderate run, he leapt off the cliffside, performing a rigid, graceful swan dive below, making surprisingly little splash upon entry. He surfaced, whipping his soaked hair back over his head and gasping for air. His chest dripped, his breaths were deep and heaving. 
As he casually swam down the creek, you shyly  sat down by the bank, slipping your hiking boots off. The water did look nice, and indeed, your feet hurt from the past hour you’d spent searching for your friends. Upon dipping them into the river, you felt instant, cool relief bubble up from your toes as you stretched, enjoying the sensation. 
He was athletic, more so than any human you’d ever seen. It only took him a moment to swim the distance to your place on the grass beside the water. He surfaced again, much closer to you, so you could witness him in all of his perfection. 
Was he a mermaid? No, he’d clearly had legs when he jumped off the falls, and you’d plainly seen them (and what lay between them). Who, then, was this woodland god who seemed so eager to meet you? 
You were met with two piercing blue eyes, fresher than the river water and just as sparkling in the sun peeking through the canopy. The ebony hair he’d shown off dripped in streams down his chest, forming small branches that circles around his nipples before rolling down his stomach. 
“I…don’t mean to stare,” you whispered, embarrassed and suddenly self-conscious. 
“It must be intimidating to find yourself suddenly in the presence of Prince Loki, but please continue to admire me,” he insisted smoothly, smiling with a tempting twinkle in his eye. “Then I will have an excuse to do the same with you.” 
A Prince? In the woods?
His gaze moved away from you long enough to spot a small cluster of buttercups in bloom along the blank, about ten feet from your spot on the shore. Giving himself a moment, he waded downstream and plucked three from their tethers and brought them back. He didn’t ask your permission to tuck them behind your ear, but perhaps your own body language was already obvious: you wanted him to move in closer. 
“Lovely, you shall be my new little companion,” he said softly, tracing your jaw with his finger briefly after placing the tiny flowers in your hair. “But I feel I should ask you one more time, sweet wood nymph, are you lost?” 
You held out your hand to Prince Loki, asking him gently to come in just a little closer. He took your hand, bringing it swiftly to his lips and let his mouth linger for a deliciously long moment on your fingers.
“No, Prince Loki, I’m right where I want to be.”
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Sorry this was just a drabble. I haven’t posted one-shots in a while and wanted to do one, but my muse is on staycation and it took a lot for her to get off the couch this morning. I kind of wanted to practice my descriptors a bit. Hope it's ok!
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annafacose · 4 months
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A young naked god
Ko-fi | patreon
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midnottart · 3 months
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CotL Loki and Thor • this is certainly the most unexpected AU but also one of the most fun to draw. Especially with the sinful pack game update including the naked dancing ritual 🤌🏻
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kithtaehyung · 8 months
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RYEN LOOK
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ALRIGHT
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thot-son-of-odin · 1 year
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Consort Thor meets Crown Prince Loki of Jotunheim
(is this a series now? i think it is)
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worstloki · 1 year
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Here we are striving to get Thot Rights TM for Thor but then marvel comes out with a nude LOKI merch!! They don't understand my bois at all (*Nude thor fuming in the background*)
Thor would literally be so mad about this whole thing like why does LOKI get a naked buffed up statue but HE doesn’t???????? Discrimination
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benevolentgodloki · 7 months
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Important Halloween question for you, Lokes. Say you’re at a party with a partner: can you pull off a reverse of the emperor’s new clothes where everyone sees them in a costume BUT you? If you were to tell your lover—machine gun Kelly style—that they’re showing up naked, you could *literally* pull that off right? I suppose it’s not Halloween specific. But it does make a person wonder 🤔
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"I don't know what 'machine gun Kelly style' is but absolutely. Whether it's their true form or an illusion of their naked form would depend if they were trusting me with their outfit for the evening. If I could evaporate people's clothes from existence, the Battle of New York might have turned out quite differently. Come to think of it, I hope there's a timeline where I made them all think they were naked."
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lokijiro · 1 year
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Baby Loki wearing Thor’s old baby clothes until Frigga can dress him in clothes of his own.
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evanthefunky · 2 years
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Is it just me getting older and realizing how icky it makes me feel or have we always sexualized vulnerable and traumatic moments for characters?
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cltrona · 1 year
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snnzz
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animnerd · 2 years
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Mysterious Moodle Subject
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Loki x art student (reader)
Warning: loki naked(yes this is a Warning!) Nothing is explicitly written about it but still.
Fluff, loki naked, angsty, cliffhanger, and pinning.
Synopsis: the reader is a college art student. One day she walks into class and her teacher tells the class that they have a new model. Who could it be?
A/n I have been wanting to post this for a while. I was nervous about a couple things in the story but i think I fixed them. All mistakes are my own.
One winter day in the local college in New York. You were walking into your art room. You set things down on your esail while your other students are coming in and going to their table. The teacher walked in a couple minutes later and set his things down. “Welcome class today I want to tell you guys that we will have a guest for you all to draw in our next class and no I won't tell you who. You just have to come and be prepared.”
Everyone started to talk amongst themselves wondering who the mystery person is. It was hard for the teacher to teach that day every one was more focused on who the mystery person was. The next few days you and your friends were trying to figure out who the mystery person is for your art class.
The day came when you would go to your art class and more importantly draw the mystery person. You almost ran to your class and sat down. Once you caught your breath you looked around and to find that the whole classroom was filled for the first time. You giggled to yourself. You got ready for your class. You heard someone clearing their throat and you looked up to see your teacher walking in. “Good moring class when you are all ready i will bring our guest out.” A few minutes later the teacher said to the class “i'm bringing out the guest now everyone be on your best behavor." He walks back to the bathroom and talked to the guest while opening the door.
Out walked a slender tall man with raven black hair and the ocean blue eyes you have ever seen. You could get lost in those eyes. He was wearing a robe as he walked to the middle of the room. He sat down in the chair then took off his robe to show his naked form. You lost it there. Your mouth was hanging out. You froze in your spot not able to move your hand. While your other classmates were able to look at the guest then try to do their art. Some of them were trying to cover up that they were taking pictures on their phones instead of coloring. Others were coloring but they would focused more on the guy but try to color.
While you were lost in his eyes and his body. The guest looked around the room untill his eyes landed on you and he smirked and winked at you. You blushed and quickly looked down and went to painting. He smiled at your reaction. His eyes travel down to see your wearing a pencil skirt. He subconsciously licked his lips and focused solely his eyes on you.
While everyone else was fixated on him with either painting or just taking photos or just not painting. When the class was up all the students thanked Loki. He just smiled and looked around the room "your welcome I'll see you all in your next classe my pet." Which the girls screamed. He turns around to face you again bends down takes your hand and kiss it while giving you a wink. You quickly look away while your checks burn red. You feel your legs rub and you are bitting your lip. He laughs and leaves.
While you gather everything up you feel the stares of all your classmates. You blush and rush out of there. You run all the way back to your dorm while slammed the door. Your heart was beating a million miles a minute. You could feel wetness between your legs but you couldn't stop remembering the stares from your classmates you gulped. "Great." You
thought I don't want the attention I just wanted to take the class and not be noticed. But Loki had to go and do that! But" As you slide down the door remembering him kissing your hand, giving you a wink, and those lips and tounge of his licking his lips. Oh those devil tounge of his. You wanted to lick them and kiss them so badly that your pussy become wet.
The next few days have flown by your mind would wonder to Loki and his delicious lips. Which would always make you wet. The day the art class was you dolled yourself up more which was a shock to you never did that much when you went to your other classes. You blushed when you realized it was all for loki. You cleared your head and you ran to class. You got there early to see loki already there talking to the professor. You bit your lip watching him laugh at something that the teacher was telling him. You loved the way he looked when he laughed you wish you could see that often. You blushed were you thinking you can't have him plus he is a stranger! For crying out loud!
You blushed and quickly went to your table and set down your supplies. You didn't notice that loki was looking over at you smirking while the other studies walked in and loki walked up to the stage again to get ready. All the students was getting their materials out. After everyone was ready class began. Throughout the class loki moved around the stage to difrent parts of thr stage to help out some of the students. You just smirked the way the women were fanning over him and trying to do it in a subtle way. But it was not you laughed but deep down you felt your heart constricting of jealously for the stranger. You tried to get that thought out of your head. You focused on your painting but it was getting harder seeing loki interact with the other women. By rhe end or class you got your panting done along with a few other students. You got up and went to the restroom leaving behind your stuff. Loki watched you go. He decided he was goifn to make the move now. So he went to get his clothes on. He looked around and didn't see the teacher and any students. He opened the door went to his belongings and grabed a pen and paper and started writting. Once he was finished he closed the letter put it in an envelope and walked over to your desk and lay the letter on top of your books. He heard the door open and hurried away from your desk and left through thr back door. You walked to your desk to gather everything and say thr letter with nothing written on the front. You were extremely curious. You flipped the envelope back and forth on your way out of the room. On thr way to your apart you were wondering who sent you this letter.
On the way home you were trying to figure out who the secret admire is. In your heart you were hoping for loki.
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lokislittlesigyn · 2 years
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Well, I finally watched the Thor: Love and Thunder trailer. I’m not entirely sure what to think.
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kannra21 · 2 years
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I watched the newest Thor and I loved the goats 😍🐐 big fan of em
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worstloki · 2 years
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Thor: There's absolutely no chance that you're Loki.
TVA Loki: Imagine me with way more clothes.
Thor: Please. No inappropriate suggestion like that would make a differen--oh my norns, I see it now.
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zylice · 6 months
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HEART ATTACK WARNING!! 🥵🥵🤤🤤🤤💓💓💓❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥
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lokisgoodgirl · 1 year
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The Urge [Loki x Fem. Reader]
A link to my (new) Masterlist is HERE Summary: [Oneshot] Loki's lack of magical contraception yields unexpected results. Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI. Breeding kink. Smut. Language. Dirty talk. (w/ 1.8k)
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"I can smell you." You stopped rinsing dishes, wiping your palms on your leggings before turning off the tap. He’s home early, you thought with mild interest. “What?! Two seconds...” you called. The sound of Loki dropping his keys into the dish by the door rattled. Metal on porcelain. You turned towards the noise, jumping as your husband’s broad shoulders suddenly filled the open kitchen doorway. “I said... I can smell you.” he repeated darkly, leaning against the frame.
Loki’s pupils were dilated, only a sliver of electric blue visible at the furthest rims. You ran your hands up the sharp angle of his jawline, trying to coax a smile. “Well I haven’t showered since last night but I didn’t think it was that -oh!” Loki stooped, hoisting your ass-cheeks with his huge palms. Your legs instinctively cinched around his hips, clinging on. It was a long drop to the floor. “I mean what’s between your thighs, wife.” he hummed menacingly. “You’re ripe.” Heat flushed your cheeks, a thrill thundering to the lowest centre of your sex. It was happening. “Are you sure you’re ready for the weight of my full load?” he snarled against the shell of your ear, the meaning in his words abundantly clear. You shivered. Loki had lifted the enchantment impeding his ability to impregnate you, and it had...side effects. “It will be four times what I usually spend inside that tight little slit of yours. I hope you can take it.” he murmured under his breath as he paced in long strides to the bedroom. He lowered you to the bed. You scrambled back on the mattress, running your eyes hungrily up his triangular torso. “And I hope you can keep it.” he spat, roughly yanking the knot in his tie. Loki had warned you that the tidal wave of god-level hormones would make him a little strange. A little less...sentimental. But even he wasn’t aware just how animalistic he would become in his mission to give you what you desired. What you both desired. He stripped the black suit jacket from his shoulders, unbuttoning the dark shirt slowly as he tilted his head. His gaze stalked over your body, breathless and flushed. He was hard already, his thick cock snaking down his thigh against the tight cotton. “How am I to make you fat with my offspring if you do not remove your clothes?” There was a venom in his voice that made you clench. “Oh, right- sorry.” you mumbled, tugging off your stained t-shirt. You lifted your hips, fumbling the waistband down. “Too long.” he scoffed impatiently, before leaning and grabbing the lowered nylon crotch. In one swift movement, the leggings ripped at the seams, half of the pair landing on the bed-knob. Your husband's stare smouldered with barbarism, his deep love hibernating as primal urges came to the fore. Loki ripped the belt from his hips, the coil of leather falling discarded with a loud crack to the floor.
You shuffled backwards on the martial bed as he unzipped his trousers, the perfect cock that had made love to you thousands of times looking different somehow. Harder? Bigger? you thought frantically, feeling your breath catch in your throat as his naked body descended. Loki’s hair fell wild around his collarbone, eyes narrowing as he tilted his chin to his chest. That smouldering gaze never left your own. “Don’t be afraid, darling." Loki nudged your knees apart gruffly. “You are worthy of breeding with a god, you should be grateful.” He wrapped his long fingers around your delicate wrists. “And I intend to thoroughly breed you tonight, pup. You can be sure of that.” You could feel the swollen tip of his manhood sliding against your entrance, the sticky mess of ovulation grasping against pre-cum gathered at the head. “Oh-my-g-god…” you gasped, unable to form proper words. You had never been more turned on in your life.
“That’s it. Praise me, little one.” Loki purred, before a long inhale made his eyes flutter closed in lust-drunk anticipation. “Such a well-bred cunt you have...” he hummed appreciatively, before licking a trail from your collarbone to your mouth. “Perfect for a god’s seed...” he rasped, releasing one wrist to palm the nearest breast upward. “... perfect for soaking in what I have to give.” he continued lazily. Loki nuzzled against your ear as his grip returned to the free wrist strewn above your head. “My prize breeding bitch.” You arched your back, feeling your pussy gape against the throbbing cock nestled tauntingly between your folds. Ready to burst. He released a ragged moan against your ear, pulsing between your open thighs. “I can’t keep myself out much longer, I can’t resist you like this – you have one final chance to stop before I fill you.” he panted quietly, a semblance of familiarity cracking through feral domination. You shook your head, murmurs of don’t stop passing your lips as a cruel smirk stretched his own. He snarled, mouth falling open as his wide tip squeezed past the tight opening. Loki swallowed, the veins in his neck straining. “Prepare for everyone in nine realms to know you have been fucked into this pathetic state.” he growled ceremonially. He bottomed out with a staggered groan as his grip on your wrists tightened. “And fucked by whom.” You squirmed beneath him, rocking your hips into the curves of his enormous muscular thighs. Waves of bliss soared as he grunted with every slow thrust, devastatingly measured. “Tell me I’m your slut, Loki-” you mewled, whining as he pressed the backs of your thighs mercilessly towards your ears. Loki's eyes fell to the sight of his glistening cock sinking into your swollen pussy, juices already leaking around the mess of twin flesh. He grit his teeth, curls swinging around his jaw as he watched himself disappear repeatedly into your ripe heat. “Remember who it is you have sheathed in your cunt, little one.” he grunted, balls slapping. “I only fuck my slut, I don’t breed her.” You whimpered, lost in a haze of unadulterated eroticism. It was filth. His voice. His hands. His cock. His words. “You’re so fucking t-tight.” he gasped, releasing a rasping moan that shook the Asgardian trinkets on the side-table. “I’m going to pound you so full of my...uhhh- sacred c-cum that you’ll be dripping from that pretty m-mouth.”
Your husband's voice vibrated around the apartment, the timbre so low you were sure it would sink through the floorboards. He was unhinged, the grip around your calves making halos of lightened skin appear beneath the dent of his fingertips. “Don’t-don’t stop...Loki” you gasped, frozen in place by his weight. The god snarled, his upper lip disappearing as his eyes flashed. “I said I would breed you, and I intend to.” he spat, suddenly pulling your wrists and flipping you to all fours. His slippery cock popped from your hole with a squelch as your palms hit the mattress. In a flash, long fingers grasped the nooks of your hips, sinking himself possessively back inside. The two of your groaned in unison as your ass hit the flat of his stomach.
“The way that ripe pussy is desperate to milk me, I won’t last…” he fawned, before placing a tight slap against your ass. “But then, pleasure is not the order of business. Not your pleasure, anyway..” The god muttered darkly under his breath, rhythmically pulling you tight against the base of his shaft before pushing you forwards. The fingers against your flesh would leave bruises. Animalistic grunts clouded the air like smoke as he railed into you like the beat of a drum. You could feel the veins in his cock swell. They pulsed, his body gearing to give you what you craved. Loki’s thrusts were becoming sloppy, erratic breaths scorching the air as he lost himself in the mission. Lost himself in the urge. Whines of his name leaked from your throat, your cheek lowering to the mattress- ass in the air like a bitch in heat. Loki’s hips juddered, the slap of his tight balls against your clit making you want to scream. And then you screamed. Loki chuckled, a choked laugh between stuttering, messy pumps. “That’s it. That’s.it - my breeding mare, taking the mount of your s-stallion as he fucks you full- f-f-fuck-” You and he moaned in unison, rising orgasm shuddering your bodies as Loki’s stomach folded against your back. You could feel the condensation of primal need on your neck from his breath, his cock tugging inside your needy pussy with shallow thrusts as he came undone. He needed this. He needed it just as much as you did. “Fill me p-prince- yes, give it...fucking give it to me-” you thundered. Your hips thrashed as you shoved you ass back to keep his cock steady against your wet centre. “All of it?” Loki choked, planting another smack on your ass with a broken moan. “Every fucking d-drop…” you managed through a strangled cry. The god roared behind you. You could feel thick cream spurt against clenching walls, hot seed sloshing and rising inside the deepest part of you. Loki's firm chest curled against your spine, hair sticking to the sweat gathered on your back. His hips juddered as he emptied himself inside your messy, fertile heat. Every drop. You could sense the clench of his perfect ass as he pumped several more times, milking himself in the slop of his own seed. Dwindling ragged grunts peppered the air, the tender slide of his palms over the curve of your ass telling you that his work was done.
“Stay still.” he murmured, carefully drawing himself from between your legs. Wet slurps filled the air, the light touch of his fingers grazing against your dripping slit. Inspecting. “Turn over-” he said gently, as if to a patient; “-slowly.” he added, before guiding you on your back. There was a broad smile on his face. “Legs up.” he quipped, still kneeling. You rolled your eyes playfully, manoeuvring your crossed ankles to rest on the curve of his neck. “I love you.” he said tentatively, placing a deep kiss on the calf to his side. A blissed-out smile fluttered on your lips. “I love you too.” you replied, reaching for his hand. Loki squeezed. “Based on that performance, we should probably make the most of the next few days.” you sighed, resting back against the pillow. Loki scoffed. “Have you so little faith in my ability to-” He trailed off, seeing the twitch of your eyebrow. “Oh.” he smouldered, pushing his hair back with a conspiratorial smile. “Yes. Indeed, darling. Very wise.” He placed another kiss on your ankle, the tip of his nose inhaling seductively down your calf as his words made you shiver with anticipation. “Better safe than sorry.” he whispered darkly against your skin.
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