#loki the dramatic little shit

[midnottart]

Fun with colour

#digital art #Loki #I guess #the last thing Thor sees before Loki uses his feather cloak to turn into a bird #dramatic little shit #affectionate #midnott #midnott.art

[n3ptoonz]

Part 2 of MK1 men pushing the reader to a wall while kissing them, please? 😊

i mean i GUESS i can do that 🤭 since you asked so nicely! part one here

how liu kang, reiko, sub-zero, havik, johnny cage, scorpion, and geras go about pushing reader to the wall while kissing them

just know it may not show the long pauses i took while writing this but know IT HAPPENED!! THE THINGS I DO FOR YALL🫵🏾don't say i never did none😫

havik's regeneration mentioned. i've also been told havik looks like that on purpose so like, let's act like he can make his face go back to where it was for the sake of shits, giggles, and pandering XD

tags: @luna18night20 @momopad

warnings: suggestive, fluff elements, sphinx tried her best, there will not be a part 3 im sorry y'all 💔

Liu Kang

Liu Kang was rarely ever rough with you. In fact, the only way he'd do it is if you either verbally say it's fine, or if he knows you're poking the bear just to get a reaction. And when you get a reaction...there's no going back. You've kissed with your back to the wall several times, and every time was gentle and loving and laced with care. However, if you've presented that you were that desperate for him to give you the attention you deserve, he will gladly be a little rougher in pushing you back with his lips on yours. Just be prepared for him to leave some handprints on your waist.

Reiko

Reiko is a warrior. Hardened by battle and discipline, so the way he kisses you usually starts off that way. He can't help it. Not only is it the way he was raised and what he was told a man is "supposed to be", but it also came with how his partners were to be treated. When it came to you his sense of duty and protection spiked every single time. So here you were, well within his unintentional bear hug as your back was against the wall. His kisses always started off like he was going away to war/fight (because he usually was) but he would eventually melt and become smoother because you're by his side.

Sub-Zero

Bi-Han, a truly complex character. I believe that whoever captures his heart will be the main obsession in his life. In this case, it is you. He constantly needs to be on you, around you, see you, hear you, you name it. He can't get enough of your lips and this is especially apparent the way he's almost always pushing you to the wall while kissing you. Can we blame him? He's a tall hunk of touch-starved and the only thing that will satiate that hunger is roughly making out with you every chance he gets all while still knowing how to treat you like a porcelain antique.

Havik

Havik...this guy. Even though I'm pretty sure it's not canon I still feel like he'd regenerate and degenerate for fun and for different purposes/occasions. For the sake of my sanity I can say I found him fine as hell before his face got fucked up, and so did you. But you don't mind him either way because you love his crazy ass. Allow me to set the scene: You say something snappy to get his attention and boom...he regenerates his facial wounds just to back you against the wall and shut you up with pure smugness and arrogance behind his kiss. But, this is what you wanted, nonetheless. And you'd do it again!

Johnny Cage

Who's to say Johnny Cage wouldn't try to get you in one of his films just so he could keep getting takes of him backing you to a wall and kissing you? For Elder God's sakes, he's the one who wrote the script! And of course it's something dramatic like him being a villain that captures the hero and tries to convince them to ditch their position to be with him. Dude would totally think he's Loki (did i say that bc i think it would be hot if Loki did that to me? ..don't worry about it!) He's for sure fucking up his takes on purpose and you know this, but you only pretend to be irritated and maybe even fuck up a few yourself.

Scorpion

Kuai Liang, the romantic this man is. Like Liu Kang, he's never rough with you. Except it would take a little more convincing to let him know it's fine for him to act on his feelings when he wants to. With him, his kisses are slow and gentle. They will always start off like that even if he has a hard day. All he wants is to hold you, but it's like whenever your back hits the wall a gear starts turning in his brain. The idea of you having nowhere to go and enjoying it? Not even an Elder God is pulling him from your embrace. He gets handsy and a lot more affectionate around this time; he's kissing your face, neck, and shoulders too, because why the hell not?

Geras

Geras is a special case. He's an immortal who has never experienced romantic love before. So naturally you will have to teach him some things and even point out things he has observed that can be taken as romantic love. But he's still a man who has seen a lot, so this guy knows what kissing is and how to kiss. Surely you didn't think this giant fine ass immortal being didn't know how to treat his partner? Crazy talk! Understand that when you introduce the classic wall kiss by showing him what to do, he's leaning in to kiss you as he lifts you in his arms with no effort to be found and there won't be kissing going on much longer!

a/n: thanks for reading and i hope you enjoyed! collapses onto the ground

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[rorilisa]

His Color

Pairing: Loki x fem!reader (no y/n used)

Summary: After a conversation with a certain god of mischief leads to a bold claim that he owns the color green, the reader puts it to the test with her very own green dress. And when he finally sees her in said dress… months of flirtatious comments and sexual tension may finally reach a breaking point. (This was inspired loosely by the song “Green Green Dress” from tick, tick boom, specifically the bonus track version because it is *chefs kiss*)

Warnings and such: swearing, potential future smut, sexual tension, sexual themes, potentially some slight angst, this is one of those “everyone’s alive and living together” AU’s, other characters have cameos, i tried to keep the readers description vague so she’d fit everyone, let me know if i missed anything!

Word Count: 3k

Mornings at the Avengers compound tended to be slow and quiet, the normally hyperactive heroes catching up on as much greatly deserved sleep as they possibly could. On a normal morning, only a handful of the team could even be found out of bed before 7 o’clock, but for some reason a certain hero in training sits with her coffee at the bar top of an empty kitchen. She sips silently, sitting with only the rising sun as her light as she attempts to wake her fuzzy mind. She doesn’t expect anyone to stumble into the kitchen at this hour, which is why when a hand lands gently on her shoulder, a startled yelp leaves her lips. She whips around quickly, coffee forgotten on the counter as she readies herself to fight this unknown enemy in the early morning light. Instead of a dangerous enemy, she meets the green eyes of the equally dangerous god of mischief. 

“Shit Loki, you scared me half to death.” She sighs out tiredly, turning back to her coffee as the raven haired male makes his way around the bar to get his own coffee, a proud smirk on his lips. 

“Yes, I see that.” He chuckles and turns to face her, leaning back against the kitchen counter next to the coffee maker as he waits for his cup to brew. “And what exactly are you doing up at this hour?” 

“I could ask you the same question.” She quips back, a tired smirk making its way onto her face as well. The way they fall into easy banter so quickly used to startle her, but after so many months of it, it's almost become a routine between the two of them. Loki hums and picks up his mug without turning his attention away from her. 

“You could, but I asked you first.” She rolls her eyes and huffs in fake annoyance at his childish response.

“Couldn’t sleep anymore. I have a lot on my mind.” She responds simply before bringing the mug back to her lips. Loki nods in understanding, and she has to fight a loving smile when he doesn’t push her to explain. That’s one of the many things she’s grown to like (love?) about Loki; he doesn’t pry about personal matters. He knows that she would share if she wanted to.

“Are you looking forward to Stark’s little gathering tomorrow?” He redirects the conversation easily as he walks back around the bar and takes the stool beside her. She fights the urge to groan and instead settles for another sigh.

“I forgot about that… I don’t have anything to wear.” She complains and lowers her head to rest it on the cool bar top. Loki chuckles and shakes his head in response to her dramatics. 

“Nothing? I find that hard to believe.” 

She huffs and raises her head. “This isn’t just any gathering, Loki. This is Stark's annual charity banquet. Practically all of New York is going to be there. So yes, I have nothing to wear.” She nearly cries when she realizes she’ll have to go shopping, her early morning brain incapable of imagining the stressful scenario that is dress shopping in busy New York City. The young hero goes silent as she thinks about what kind of styles or colors she might want, but she quickly loses her train of thought when she sees Loki watching her. There’s an unreadable but strong emotion in his emerald eyes, and it almost sends a shiver down her spine. 

“What?” She asks self consciously, and the god only shakes his head with a small smile.

“Nothing. What are you thinking about?” His quick redirection causes her to narrow her eyes, but she goes along with the new flow of conversation.

“What I’m going to buy for this stupid thing.” Her normal style wouldn’t work for such a high end gathering, and seeing as this would be her first year attending, she didn’t even know where to begin finding an outfit. “I’d normally wear something safe like a black dress, or maybe something red if I was feeling bold, but that feels so… basic. Like easy options. And this thing is basically Stark’s version of the Met Gala so I can’t go with the basics.”

Loki nods along as the girl beside him rants, before ultimately shrugging his shoulders. “I’m sure you’ll figure it out. Once you find your perfect color-” he gestures down at his emerald green sweater, “-you’ll find it’s much easier picking outfits.” He chuckles softly, and she narrows her eyes at him.

“Well maybe I’ll wear green.” She states, crossing her arms over her chest in a playful defiance. “You don’t own the color, you know?”

Loki scoffs and places a hand over his own chest, almost as if in indignation at her statement. “Darling, when you look as good in it as I do, you do in fact own it.” His signature smirk takes up residence on his face again, and she tries not to pay too much attention to the way her cheeks heat up at the pet name. 

“Oh please. You’ll see.” She smiles confidently and raises her chin. “We’ll find out who green really belongs to tomorrow night.” His eyes narrow at her this time as he weighs the unspoken challenge in his mind.

“Yes, I suppose we will.” He stands from his stool and lowers his head in a quick bow. “Until then.” He lifts his head and meets her eyes with a mischievous grin before turning smoothly and gliding away. She has to fan her face to calm the rising heat on her cheeks and neck, but she smiles down at her coffee with renewed vigor. With a point to prove and a god to awe, she thought that perhaps this shopping trip wouldn’t be as dreadful as she feared.

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The night of Stark’s charity banquet approached rather quickly, and as Loki stood in front of his mirror making sure all the pieces of his suit were in place, he couldn’t help but think about the early morning chat he’d had with the young trainee. He felt excitement rush through him at the thought of her, and he quickly replaced the dopey smile on his face with a confident smirk. 

“None of that.” He told himself, as if his feelings were ever something that tended to listen to him. After fixing up the final touches of his suit and incredibly flattering corset vest, he brushes back his hair with a smug smirk before making his way out of his room and to the elevator that’s already filled with finely dressed Avengers. His eyes quickly scan the group of people for the girl that has taken over his thoughts, but instead he only finds various residents of the compound, some of which shift further away when he enters the small space. Loki lets out an exasperated sigh and leans against the far wall of the elevator, where he also sees a familiar super-soldier assassin. “Good evening Sergeant Barnes.”

The man looks up at Loki at the call of his name and greets him with a tired smile. “Good evening,” Bucky responds in his deep rumbly voice, fidgeting absentmindedly with the end of his left sleeve and the leather glove covering his metal hand. “Surprised to see you’re going to this thing.”

Loki chuckles and nods. “I wasn’t sure I was going to,” is his simple reply.

“Well, what changed?”

The god tilts his head as he thinks of an answer, the only one he seemingly can conjure up consisting of someone’s bright flirtatious smile, beautiful eyes, and the promise of seeing her in his color. 

“Thought it might be good for my image. To be seen around, socializing, being a generally good samaritan.” Although his answer was somewhat truthful, it was not the real reason he was going, nor was it something he really cared about all that much. “What about you? I did not imagine I’d be seeing you at any social gathering this large either.”

The ex-assassin nods and clears his throat, his blue eyes filled with sincerity when they meet Loki’s green ones. “Same reason as you, I guess…” 

Loki nods in understanding, feeling sympathy for the broken man standing beside him. “Well, I wish you a successful evening.” He responds as the elevator doors slide open and he begins to make his way out into the beautifully decorated ballroom. He nearly rolls his eyes, because of course Stark built a ballroom in this compound. 

“Yeah, you too.” Bucky claps the god on the shoulder before offering him a tight smile and making his way over to the large bar in the corner of the massive room. 

Loki begins scanning the expansive space, telling himself he’s only taking in the white and gold decorations and the balcony that’s already beginning to fill with people, but he knows that he’s really looking for her. He begins to walk along the edge of the dance floor where more tables are situated for guests, taking in the band that’s setting up on the stage at the end of the empty floor and the steadily growing noise of the guests chattering away. A buzzing headache begins to form in his temples, and Loki suppresses a groan. He wishes she’d just show up already to ease the pain like she always does, and a startled huff leaves his lips.

“I need a drink.” He mumbles to himself before making his way to the bar and leaning against the counter. “Red wine.” Midgardian alcohol did not affect him in the slightest, but he had found he quite liked the taste of it after a late night draining a bottle with her on the roof of the compound. Ever since then, he had imagined what her lips would have tasted like with the wine lingering on them.

“Here you are sir.” The bartender hands him the glass, startling him out of his rapidly spiraling train of thought. Loki shakes his head as if to clear the thought away and takes a large sip of his drink, his eyes beginning to once again search for her. 

Several glasses and many awkward attempts at conversation later, and Loki feels himself becoming increasingly more frustrated at her lack of attendance. He thinks that maybe she could not find a suitable outfit for the challenge and decided to just bail, but that thought causes a sting in his heart. No, he thinks. She wouldn’t abandon me like that. 

The band begins to play a slow, sultry waltz and Loki turns to the bartender to order his sixth glass of wine. It is at this moment, with his back turned to the entrance that he hears a call of her name accompanied with a loud whistle from Sam Wilson. 

“My lady! You look absolutely stunning!” Thor’s loud voice echoes through the ballroom, and every guest snaps their head in the direction of the noise. Unlike the hoards of people in the room, Loki takes his time turning his head to her, almost as if he’s preparing himself for the sight that awaits him. And when his eyes finally lock on her figure, he knows that no amount of time could have prepared him. 

She walks into the ballroom gracefully, the silky emerald dress clinging to her body in the most flattering way, her curves being perfectly hugged by the soft fabric. A long slit in the skirt starting at the floor and ending at her upper thigh leaves little to the imagination and perfectly accentuates her leg. The emerald color of the dress matches his own signature green to perfection, and he has to focus on keeping the heat in his cheeks and the spark of pride that goes straight from his heart down to his groin at bay. 

“Oh Norns…” Loki breathes out quietly. Her eyes search the crowd for him, and once she finds him a large, proud smirk falls upon her colored lips, lips that are the same color as the wine he so desperately wants to taste on them. She begins gliding towards him like some kind of seductive goddess, and despite his best efforts, he can’t seem to wipe the look of awe off of his face. 

“Hello Loki.” Even her voice seems to draw him in, and she continues approaching until they’re standing toe to toe, only a breath apart. Her eyes scan him up and down, taking in the perfectly tailored black suit (although he’s beginning to worry that his trousers may be too tight) along with the cinched green corset vest.

“You look good.” She praises softly, another dangerous smirk accompanying her lips as she raises up on her tiptoes and whispers right by his ear, “I look better.” 

And he couldn’t agree more, but for some reason, his normal witty remarks seem to be stuck in the back of his throat. He only watches her with unrestrained admiration like he’s looking at a beautiful work of art, before holding his hand palm up. 

“Dance with me,” he manages to say in a steady voice, though it takes all of his willpower to do so. A bright, genuine smile lights up her face, one that nearly knocks him off his feet as she slides her hand into his. 

“It would be my honor.” She giggles before turning and dragging him onto the dance floor, the sensual waltz still playing. She turns to face him again and raises a hand to rest it on his shoulder as he slowly slides his along her waist to rest it on her lower back. He takes her right hand in his left and begins gliding across the floor with her to the music. She lets out a nervous chuckle, and although she’s not a bad dancer, it’s clear she’s having a hard time keeping up with his well practiced steps.

“Sorry-” she starts to apologize, but she’s cut off by her own yelp of surprise when he wraps his arm tighter around her waist and lifts her up until her feet are standing on his toes. The two of them waltz effortlessly now, dancing across the floor so smoothly, it’s as if they are floating just above the ground.

“Better?” He asks softly, a joyful glint in his eyes. She nods in response, and looks up at him with the same bright smile. With their bodies pressed together, hand in hand, chest to chest, it’s almost as if their heartbeats become one, the rhythms intertwining with the sound of the band and the blossoming of a feeling so intense it makes Loki forget they are surrounded by people watching their every move. 

“So… I win right?” The question pulls Loki out of his thoughts and he lets out a deep, genuine laugh, a sound so rare for him but one so commonly associated with her now. 

“As much as I hate to admit it, I believe you did.” She smiles triumphantly and lets out a laugh of her own.

“I better have. This dress was ridiculously expensive.” He chuckles at her and shakes his head, his eyes once again scanning her figure and her features with a myriad of emotions in the deep green depths. 

“My darling, it is not the dress that has won you this victory.” His eyes trail up to hers, pausing for a few moments too long on her wine red lips. She holds his gaze, her lips parting and her cheeks flushing at his comment. They fall into a silence as they stare at each other, the band beginning to play a different song but neither of them seem to notice. Loki stops waltzing, instead only swaying with her in his arms as his face leans closer to hers.

“You- I don’t-” She stammers over her words and laughs weakly at herself as they both move closer, the tips of their noses brushing against each other. Her eyelids are hooded as she breathes out, “I want to kiss you.”

That’s all it takes for Loki to press his lips firmly to hers, months of pining and desperate attempts at silent confessions pouring into the kiss. His arm tightens around her waist and her hand moves from his shoulder to his hair, tugging gently at the raven strands and pulling a growl from his throat. They kiss until she has to pull back for air, a happy giggle leaving her no longer perfectly painted lips.

“Took you long enough.” Loki finally opens his eyes at the statement and lets out a breathy laugh. 

“Took me long enough? I feel as though I have been very apparent in my desires.” He quirks a brow at her and smirks, sure that there are marks of her lipstick on his lips and the thought makes his head spin.

She scoffs and rolls her eyes, using her thumb to wipe some of her lipstick from his bottom lip. “Sure you were.” He silently takes in her flushed cheeks and soft smile, studying her with a gentle love, but also with something much deeper, something more hungry. 

“So, green’s mine now, right?” She tilts her head and smiles innocently at him. He chuckles darkly, his grip on her waist tightening as he presses her even tighter to his lithe figure.

“Oh hardly. Perhaps this was only an excuse to see you in my color.” He hums out in a low voice, and with the hand he has on her back he can feel the shiver that runs down her spine. “But… perhaps I could be persuaded to allow it to be our color, yes?”

“Persuaded how?” She asks, her voice barely above a whisper, but their close proximity allows Loki to hear her perfectly. He responds at first with another dark chuckle, moving so his lips are right by her ear in a way that mirrors what she did earlier as he responds in a deep whisper. 

“I’ll show you.”

a/n: this is the first fanfic i’ve ever posted aahhh! i hope you liked it! feedback would be GREATLY appreciated. this is unedited and probably has a few errors haha sorry about that. i’m considering writing a second (smutty) part to this so let me know if i should~ oh and, here’s a link to the corset vest i imagined loki in, but feel free to imagine it any way you’d like. https://innovacorsetry.com/products/corset-vest

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[lokisgoodgirl]

I HAVE FLUFF FOR YOU, SWEETIE!

Okay so Loki has been considering asking YN to marry him for a while. He has the venue booked at a nice place next to a waterfall, dinner is ready and the mood is right.

My challenge for you, dear, is make Loki as nervous as possible when he tries to ask YN and she finds it cute as he fumbles with the ring and his words!

There you go, enjoy! 👑❤

Fluff-Drabble Marathon II A link to my Fluff Library is HERE Warnings: Nada (w/c 800) A Link to my regular Masterlist is HERE [18+]

A Decent Proposal

“How was your meal?” Loki murmured, watching you intently from across the table. “It was perfect, this place is beautiful.” you replied sweetly, hoping to raise a smile from the sullen looking god of mischief, reaching for his hand. Loki swallowed, blinking several times. Tables had begun to empty as the evening drew to a close. Lights illuminating the magnificent waterfall behind your head bounced halos across your hair, a goddess; he thought. My goddess.

Norns, he was hot all of a sudden. Loki felt a gleen of sweat mist on his forehead, undoing the top buttons of his shirt as he cleared his throat. He could feel his heart thundering beneath his skin. Could you hear that?

He inhaled dramatically, filling his lungs. A deep sigh rolling from pursed lips as he steadied himself, humming quietly. You probably thought he was mad.

The ring Frigga had given him with a knowing smile hung heavily in his jacket pocket. He didn’t want to trust that his nerves wouldn’t get the better of him, rendering his magical hiding places useless. He took another deep breath. “Darling, I-”

“Your drinks, sir. And the bill...” “Thank you.” Loki murmured stiffly, as you sipped your cocktail. The server left, and Loki realised with a pang of terror that it was now or never. He could not return to the compound without you as his intended. He would not.

He was determined to create a magical memory which would be a point of pride for you to relay for your midgardian friends for all eternity. Well, their own pathetic version of eternity. He had big plans for yours. Loki stood abruptly, his thighs smacking against the table and sending your bright orange drink slopping down the front of your dress. “Shit, Loki…” you gasped, bursting into peals of laughter. Loki mumbled frantic apologies, reaching over the table and throwing a heavy cotton napkin a little too hard, hitting your forehead. “Darling I... wholeheartedly apologise” he spluttered, clamouring around the edge as you descended into another fit of giggles.

All grace left him as he tripped over his feet, an expansive cheese-plant behind him cushioning his fall as he thrashed against the leaves enveloping him. Your howls of laughter drew stares as the god blushed furiously in frustration, fighting to become upright. Ruined, it was all ruined. He propelled himself forward, flexing his neck to the side with a grimace as he tried to regain composure. Loki tugged the edges of his suit jacket, coughing softly as your relentless mirth meant every gaze in the restaurant had fallen on you both.

“What has gotten into you tonight?” you said breathlessly, wiping tears from your eyes. He was so flustered. “Norns, now I’ve made you leak…” Loki said regretfully, watching as you doubled over again. “Leak?!” you cried hysterically, new tears streaming and smudging your eyeliner, “Loki what the hell is going on??”

He sighed, stepping carefully to stand before you and sinking down on one knee. Your laughter subsided as understanding flickered over your features. You gasped, covering your mouth. “I understand if, based on my undignified and baboonish display in this public setting, your answer is no…” he began tentatively, reaching for your hand, “but I would never forgive myself if I did not proceed with tonight’s intention…” Loki’s forehead creased as he raised his gaze to yours. Your brows were knitted in anticipation, your lips twitching. You looked horrified; Loki noted. And he didn’t blame you. “The last years have been the most...unexpected, of my very long life Y/N” he said carefully, ensuring that he did not forget a word of his pre-prepared speech. “I have become the man you see before you tonight...well...not that man specifically” he gestured to your ruined dress and the menacing plant, releasing a sigh. “...what I mean to say is that I love you endlessly Y/N, in ways I though impossible for one such as I. You have opened my soul to new ways of healing and experiences I never thought I would...would…” He grimaced, watching tears roll down your cheeks freely as you began to sob. You broke your hand free from his, flapping it in front of your face. “I am sorry…” he said, his stomach dropping. What a fool he was. You were ashamed to be seen with him. “Loki keep going…” you squealed through staggered breaths, gripping his hand again as you tried to compose yourself. “...I never thought I would have…” Loki repeated warily. “My life before you was a series of endings; but now...I see only beginnings. Beginnings with you.” Loki reached into his pocket, clutching the ring by its band as he produced it in front of your widened eyes. You stared at him, willing him to say the words. “Will you make me the happiest being in nine realms, and consent to be my wife?” Loki said, the confidence in his voice returning as he saw a smile dazzle across your features. “YES LOKI!” you screamed, making several patrons nearby jump as a round of applause erupted around the restaurant. “Are you sure?” Loki mumbled questioningly against the din, his cheeks flushing as he slid the ring onto your finger. “I’m sure my love” you whispered, drawing his face closer to yours. “It will take more than a bit of mischief to get rid of me.” -

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[softforloki]

can you write something about Loki teaching reader's how to kiss, since it's the readers's first time and she really has no experience.

Yes. Yes I can.

Things kind of went of the rails with this one, but it's super cute and I'm very happy with it. It took forever so y'all better enjoy it

Summery: Over the course of many days, Loki peppers you with affection after affection. You're unused to this kind of attention from anyone, but you welcome it regardless.

Word Count: 2,636

Warnings: Swearing

Masterlist

Quiet Kisses

It started with a kiss on the hand.

You'd taken it upon yourself to introduce Loki to the world of pop culture. In doing so, you'd practically dragged him to your rooms to watch the first Pirates of the Caribbean movie. Despite his valiant effort to remain aloof, he'd clearly enjoyed himself- enough so that he put up no resistance when you put on the second one.

"Shit, it's nearly one in the morning." You observed, tilting your phone's screen towards Loki so he could see the time as the movie's credits began to roll.

"I hadn't realized it'd gotten so late," He replied, standing and stretching. "I should get out of your hair."

"Yeah, I guess I should let you go." You agreed, a tinge of reluctance coloring your words. "I need my beauty sleep, anyway."

"As do I," Loki's eyes sparkled. "Thank you for tonight, I greatly enjoyed it."

"Thank you for giving me an excuse to watch those movies for the seventeenth time."

Loki chuckled and met your eyes. The quiet smile he gave you made your heart flutter. "I trust there will be more nights like this to look forward to?"

"Oh, oh! Yeah of course." You laughed a little, somewhat incredulous. You knew Loki liked you well enough, but you'd figured that his tolerance wouldn't extend to consistent movie nights. "I'll make you a list of must-sees."

"Excellent." He dipped his head, reaching for your hand. You gave it to him, partly on reflex. He brought it to his lips and presses a gentle kiss to your knuckles. He found your gaze; the way he looked at you over your hand made the gesture feel more than cordial.

Your throat had completely dried up, and you wouldn't have been surprised if your heart beat out of your chest. All you could do was smile weakly and hope blood was still flowing to your brain.

Loki released your hand and moved to leave. He had his hand on the door knob when he turned back to face you. "Next week, same time? Or perhaps it'd be better to start a bit earlier?" His eyes darted to the wall clock, watching as the seconds ticked away to one in the morning.

"Yeah," You croaked, then cleared your throat. "Yeah, that's probably a good idea."

Loki smiled, either completely unaware of the effect he was having on you, or choosing not to comment. "Then I bid you goodnight. I shall see you soon."

"'Night, Loki." You have me a little wave.

He gave you a shallow bow, and he was gone.

You fell back so you were sitting again on the couch, sleep the furthest thing from your mind.

You replayed the last minute over and over again, your thumb unconsciously passing back and forth over the place on your hand where Loki's lips had been mere moments ago.

. . .

Next, it was a kiss on the forehead.

It was one of those days where everything seemed to be going wrong. You'd spilled coffee on your favorite shirt, tripped and fallen on your face during your morning run, been late to a team meeting, and finally, you'd knocked a glass off the kitchen counter when Thor bumped into you.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" He exclaimed, quickly backing away from the shattered glass and puddle of orange juice. "Let me help-"

"No, it's fine." You gritted out, "I'll do it."

"Allow me." As if summoned, Loki slid into the room. He inclined his head to the mess at your feet, and as though he'd hit rewind on reality, the shards of glass and puddle of juice flew back to the counter. The cup reassembled itself, and the liquid settled back inside it. Loki took a dramatic sweeping bow, looking up at you with a little smirk, as if to say "Ta-da!"

"Excellent! Thank you, Loki." Thor pat his brother on the back as Loki righted himself. "All is well. Sorry about that, again." He said to you.

"No prob." You replied curtly, abandoning your drink and storming off.

Somehow, Loki’s little magic trick and his stupid arrogant smile made you even more frustrated. A day filled with insignificant inconveniences all piled on top of each other clawed at your back, making this latest one grate at you much more than it should’ve.

Finally, back in the peaceful solitude of you rooms, you were allowed a few fleeting hours of respite. Suddenly, someone was knocking at your door.

Loki stood before you in the doorway, his stupidly handsome features twisted into a look of concern. “You looked as though you needed space after the incident with the glass, but I wanted to check on you.”

“Of course I’m alright. Why wouldn’t I be after one of the more irritating days ever?” You rubbed your eyes with a groan.

“Do you need anything?” He asked quietly.

Loki’s expression shifted from worried to surprised as you sniffled pathetically, running your hand once more across your eyes to clear away your pooling tears. “I dunno,” You whimpered. “It’s just been a long day and I don’t even know why I’m crying. I’m sor-”

Without letting you get another word out, Loki collected you in his arms, pressing your face into his shoulder. He rubbed a hand soothingly up and down your back as he rocked on his feet, swaying gently with you.

“I understand what it’s like,” he murmured into your ear. “when small irritations seem like so much more after everything else has already gone wrong. You needn’t apologize, you can cry as much as you like. I’ve got you.”

You cried harder as Loki stepped you further into the room, barely registering the sound of the door closing magically. Neither of you knew how long you stood there for, but he never wavered as you sobbed into him.

When you finally looked up at him, you smiled weakly. “I think I’m all cried out. Thanks, Loki.”

He returned your smile with one of his own, smoothing his fingertips across your face to wipe away stray tears. “It’s my pleasure, love. I’m glad you’re feeling better. Is there anything you want to do? Anything I can do for you?”

You let him take your hands in his, trying to ignore how his thumbs gently brushing brushing over your knuckles were sending jolts of electricity through your body. “Can you... can you stay? We could have another movie night?”

Loki gently placed his lips on your forehead, pressing a kiss into the skin. “Your wish is my command. I would love nothing more.”

If he hadn’t been pressed against you and supporting you, you might’ve passed out on the spot.

. . .

You realized you had to so something when he kissed you on the cheek.

You, Clint, and Natasha had been called in for a mission overseas. You had no clue how long you’d be gone, but Nick Fury had estimated roughly a week when he’d briefed you.

“I don’t suppose you’d let me check in on you from time to time?” Loki stood with his hands in your pockets, an almost bashful look on his face as he bid you goodbye before you boarded the Quinjet. “I do have that cellular device for a reason. Perhaps you could send me a message or call me once in a while.”

“Worried about me, are we?” You teased, choosing to ignore your rapidly increasing heart rate.

“Honestly?” He rocked on his heels, inhaling heavily. “I fully trust that you, Barton, and Romanoff will have nothing but full control of the situation. I will just...” he hesitated, searching for the right words. “Well, I’ll miss you.”

Warmth spread from your chest to the tips of your toes. A wide grin forced its way onto your face as you pulled him in for a hug. “I’ll miss you, too.”

You stood there holding each other for longer than was perhaps socially acceptable. You tucked your face into the door of his neck, breathing him in. He smelled of parchment, pine needles, and a scent that so distinctly Loki you couldn’t describe it as anything else.

You finally pulled back, arms still thrown around his neck. “I’ll text you when we land, okay?”

“Please do.” Loki glanced over your shoulder, seeing Natasha on the Quinjet’s ramp, arms folded impatiently across her chest. “It’s probably time for you to go.”

You glanced over at Natasha and gave her a little wave. “Right. I’ll see you in a few days, then.”

Loki nodded, his mouth pressed into a tight line. He tugged nervously on his shirt sleeve, and nibbled on his lip. As if coming to a decision, he sighed, and suddenly leaned in to kiss your cheek. His lips lingered against your skin for several seconds, and yet, when he pulled away you found yourself thinking, ‘No, not yet.’

“I eagerly await your return.” He whispered, breath fanning across your face.

“Me too,” You breathed, your hand raising to the place he’d kissed you. You held his intense gaze, a million thoughts swarming through your head but none of them making it past your lips.

Natasha called your name, gesturing for you to hurry up. Ultimately deciding that you had nothing to loose at this point, you quickly kissed Loki on the cheek in return.

“Bye!” You hurried, waving as you jogged onto the Quinjet. Nat smirked at you as you climbed the ramp. “I don’t wanna hear it.” You hissed at her.

“I wasn’t going to say anything,” She insisted, though the gleam in her eye spoke volumes.

As the jet prepared to take off, you peered through the window. You saw Loki still standing just off the landing pad. The look on his face could only be described as smitten.

. . .

You were going insane.

Ever since you’d returned from your mission, Loki had been fluttering around you. He was constantly there, sharing meals with you, working out with you, and just simply hanging around you. You were far from annoyed by his persistent presence, though. You were going insane because he kept looking at you with the same blissful, soft expression he’d worn when you’d left- after you’d returned his kiss on the cheek. Every time he looked at you it felt like your brain was melting.

Even now, he hadn't hesitated to offer you his arm when walking you back to your rooms. You grappled for conversation topics just so you could focus on something other than the feeling of his defined bicep under your fingers, and the way his eyes kept finding your own.

"Do you still go for runs in the morning?" Loki asked innocently, stepping out of the elevator with you.

"Yeah, I usually leave around eight-ish. Why?"

"Perhaps I could join you tomorrow? You could show me a bit more of this city. I've yet to discover what it is that makes Midgardians worship it like they do."

You laughed at that, dropping his arm to slip off your shoes. "Honestly it's mostly the people that don't live in New York that romanticize it, but I'd love for you to join me. I probably wouldn't be able to keep up with you, though. You've got the same never-ending stamina as Steve and Bucky."

"It'd be your run, I will be a mere guest. I'm more than happy to take things at whatever pace you like."

"Then you're more than welcome to join me." You smiled at him, knocking a fist playfully against his arm. "But if I don't see you by eight, I'm leaving without you. I like to leave early so the good trails don't get too crowded."

"Understood." He nodded, and that seemed to be the end of the conversation. And yet, neither of you moved.

You opened your mouth to say more, but no words came out. Your throat completely dried up- you just kept gazing into his deep, lovely eyes.

Loki seemed to snap out of it first, inhaling sharply, and rocking on his heels. "I have another request, actually."

"What is it?" You asked quietly, noting that his behavior was oddly similar to when you were at the landing pad, about to board the Quinjet.

"I've been thinking about this for a while, and I've waited because I wanted to make sure we'd both feel the same way about it." He tugged at his sleeve, which you were starting to think may've been another nervous tic of his, along with the rocking.

"And now you're sure?"

"Now I'm certain." He agreed.

He leaned forward, slowly and steadily, as if worried he'd startle you. You didn't back down, but you felt your heartbeat quicken with every inch forward he claimed. He stopped a mere breath away from you, and you put a hand on his shoulder- you weren't sure whether on reflex or intentionally.

"May I kiss you?" He asked, his eyes flickering between your gaze and your lips.

Your fingers tightened around his shoulder, and you took a tiny step back. Barely enough to be considered retreating, but enough so that you felt like you could breathe again. You felt yourself smile, but continued to firmly hold Loki's gaze. "I haven't actually ever kissed anyone before."

His brows raised, and you could see the despair creeping into his eyes.

"It's not that I don't want to!" You quickly amended. "I do, I definitely want to kiss you, I just don't really know what to do."

Light returned to Loki as he shared your shy smile. "That's alright," he murmured, gently caressing your cheek. "I'm more than happy to take things at whatever pace you like."

You chuckled softly at his repeated words, reclaiming the step you took and leaning into his touch.

He place a gentle kiss on your cheek, then at the corner of your lips. He placed a hand under your chin, tilting your head up. "May I?"

You nodded, wetting your lips. "You're going to have to help me out, here."

He smiled at that. "Okay." Loki gently tilted your head to the side, leaning forward so his nose nearly slotted against yours. "Part your lips a little," He whispered.

You did so, staring unblinkingly at him. He was so close.

"Close your eyes?" It was a question, a suggestion. He was giving you the choice, and you felt your heart melt a little at that. He was letting you back out if you had to.

You closed your eyes, letting out a little breath of air. Your hand, still on his shoulder, relaxed and lay there gently.

When he kissed you, you just stood there at first. It took a moment for you to follow the movements of his lips, but you quickly caught on. Timidly, you kissed back, your hand traveling up into his beautiful hair as you grew more confident. He held you tightly to him, one arm encircling your body. He still cradled your face in the other hand, as though you were glass.

You pulled back, lashes fluttering as you gazed up at him. "That was- that was good, right?" You asked breathlessly.

Loki laughed, hugging you back to him, and kissing your forehead. "Yes, darling. That was good."

When you finally stepped away and got a good look at him, he was just as out of breath and starry-eyed as you seemed to be. "I guess I'll see you in the morning then." You breathed, laughing a little.

"Yes you will," He reached for your hand, pressing his lips to the back of it. "Goodnight, then."

As his grip loosened, yours tightened. You pulled him forward, startling him as he stumbled towards you.

"Goodnight, Loki." You smiled, triumphant as you kissed him yet again.

#loki #loki laufeyson #loki odinson #loki friggason #loki x reader #loki laufesyon x reader #loki odinson x reader #loki friggason x reader #marvel loki #loki marvel #marvel loki x reader #loki fluff #loki kiss #anon request

[purlty23]

𝕱𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖒 𝖙𝖆𝖌 𝖌𝖆𝖒𝖊 ✨

I saw this little fandom game thingie on another site and I really liked it, so I decided to bring it over here to tumblr while my apple pen charges. I’m also going to change up the rules. I’m going to list the fandoms I’ve been in, and classify them by:

Passive enjoyer = simply enjoyed it and the fan content made for it OR Creative enjoyer = actively made art, fanfic, cosplay, etc etc etc.

I’m going to tag people here but no pressure if you don’t want to do it! @miasmaghoul @lonelymentality @copiasjuicebox @iamthecomet @thediktatortot Also if you see it and want to do it, feel free.

Game under the cut since mine will be long<3

Harry Potter - creative enjoyer - My very first. This shit was a family affair in my house. I went to watch parties, themed parties. I cosplayed shittily, wrote shitty fanfic, and my walls were plastered floor to ceiling in teen magazine posters. Went to the Exhibition. Every second movie would come out in July so I would pretend it was like a birthday gift to me.

Twilight - creative enjoyer - Jfc. Don’t get me started. I still have my Edward action figure whose now missing both hands. Used to write self insert fanfic on quizzilla.com. RIP you beast of a website

The Walking Dead - passive enjoyer - This was also a family affair. Every sunday we would all gather round our shitty TV for the newest episode. I was more of a liveblogger than anything else. My dad has a bit to this day that ‘Hershel isn’t dead. He’ll be back.’ Yeah, sure dad.

Legend of Zelda - creative enjoyer - For most of my childhood I was passive, only really doodling Twilight Princess stuff sometimes. Then BOTW came out and it all changed.

Lord of the Rings - passive enjoyer - I look at Legolas and Aragorn. That’s enough for me. I don’t need creative works because I just need to look at them.

Marvel (Spider-man and Loki mostly) - creative enjoyer - I’ve been drawing these guys since birth, for better or for worse. MCU can suck my nuts but so can Loki franchise /sex DC (Batman) - creative enjoyer - Batman the Animated series did something bad to me. Now I draw Joker sometimes. Watch out, stay safe out there

Sherlock and Doctor Who - passive enjoyer - I’m putting these two together since I never really made fan art or anything, but I did attend watch parties for both on several occasions.

Supernatural - creative enjoyer - Sighs. Sighs even harder. Somewhere out there, deep in the depths of fanfic.net there’s miles of really really really bad fanfic. Somewhere…. Final Fantasy VII - creative enjoyer - Sighs far more dreamily. My favvvvv my ultimate fav. Sephiroth is my fictional other and LOMF. Many, many arts of him throughout every sketchbook I own. Also some fanfics IIRC.

TF2 - creative enjoyer - I used to draw Medic and Pyro kissing<3

Homestuck - creative enjoyer - War flashbacks. Not only was I a semi-well known fanartist, I was also a semi-well known cosplayer in my city. I was a ‘friendleader’ in my cities Homestuck fangroup and attended events, dances, etc etc etc. I was on a cosplay gif blog here on Tumblr. I ran the second most popular groupchat on MSPARP.com before it was MXRP.com. I had beef with mods. Most of my relationships at that time were forged in the fires of LOHAC. I still see my art of Dave in MCR black parade uniform around sometimes. Dramatical Murder - creative enjoyer - To no ones surprise. Yeah. I like the yaoi dissociation game. Dream Daddy - creative enjoyer - SHOUTOUT DREAM DADDY!!!!!!!!!!!!! Evil priest Joseph lovers rise UP. Didn’t do much, but there’s some art floating around out there.

Voltron: LD - passive enjoyer - Thank GOD I never made anything for this. However, I was active in the kin community so thats a huge L. I also ate uppppp stuff about it and sheith still fucks.

Overwatch - creative enjoyer - Sometimes you’re a Genji main and the world is so so hard for you. That’s how I used to live my life, then I got better.

Final Fantasy XV - creative enjoyer - Second LOMF. My old art blog is stocked full of chocobro content, mostly fanart of the boys and meme redraws. Also used to cosplay Noctis CONSTANTLY! Here’s an old tiktok

The Band Ghost and Sleep Token - creative enjoyer - (((((((: Hi guys

#Tag games

[brsb4hls]

Loki spoilers, full ep reaction 2x4:

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*OB not actually getting to sign his book is becoming a thing huh?

*so who wrote the handbook? Another loop.

*Mobius continues being a little shit. 'Loki will have to hoof it', and Loki playing along just to be antagonistic, very cute Loki, we'll know you'll volunteer anyways (he's the most powerful and durable being there, apart from Sylvie, who's still finding here place)

*already made a post about, but yeah, Mobius will have to reflect himself at one point, you can't keep eating your problems

*another Thor mention! You know, you could actually let the sun shine ahain on the Brodinsons, nobody stopping you, sigh. I still have hope.

*yeah we remember who exactly made Thor soft. Too bad that Sylvie triggered Loki's development but is still stuck a bit herself. Here's hoping that even if they don't end up together they'll at least resolve their issues.

That talk was a good start.

*Ok, Loki himself called it, he's going to be timekeeper, but a better one? We'll see how that will work out in the end, but if it means full power!Loki I'm in

*Ravonna went overboard there, no need in crushing anyone really, she could have just left with Brad (not the best choice in the end)

*Course Loki pruned himself, everyone's been calling that since ep 1. Still cool scene, he was so shaken and Sylvie must have went through a real rollercoaster there.

*the Lokis getting their magic back, best scene

*Now Ravonna's back in the void, ok, if you don't get eaten by Alioth or other variants that's not too bad.

*Miss Minutes getting set back to actual clock, fun. I mean, OB and Casey don't need here, they're smart enough to handle stuff manually and Loki as timekeeper won't need her either, but still, is she really gone or will she be reset?

*ngl Victor being all heroic and brave and the dramatic built up only to have him get spaghettified instantly was pretty funny.

Don't think he's gone though, seems to important, plus there's probably going to be a reset, so, we'll see.

Next ep's gonna be a lot if time loopy fun and a very exhausted Loki, I think.

#loki #loki spoilers #loki disney+ #loki series #sylvie #mobius #victor timely #ravonna renslayer #miss minutes

[november-rayne]

Chapter Sixteen: The Best Man

Summary: After declaring his love for Sigyn, Loki sets out to make amends to Thor. He also pays Sigyn's parents a visit to put their minds at ease.

Word Count: 3100

Rating: Mature

*This story is for mature audiences only.* 18+

*Minors DNI*

Tags: Brother fluff. Supernatural shenanigans?

Chapter Index

Loki returned to the palace with plenty of time to spare before dinner, his large satchel heavy at his side. He found Thor as he was returning from the training grounds.

“Aye, Brother!” Thor called to him as he saw him approach. “Were you just coming from the stables?”

“Yes, I had business in the city. Could you accompany me back to my chambers? There is something I need to ask you.”

Thor studied him carefully, “All is well?”

“Yes, nothing to worry about.” Loki gave him a genuine smile.

The guards at Loki’s chamber doors bowed as the princes entered. Loki set his bag heavily on the sofa table. “Please make yourself comfortable.” Loki gestured toward his sofa as he retrieved two tankards from the sideboard in the dining room.Thor took a seat and looked about curiously.

Loki took a deep breath, “I never properly apologized to you.” He settled into the chair across from him. “I behaved selfishly when I ran away. I let all the betrothal preparations fall to you. And what is worse,” he shook his head, “I did not send you messages that I was okay. You probably thought me dead. I did not consider the concern you must have felt. If the situation were reversed, I would have been an absolute terror until I knew you were safe. I am sorry distressed you because I was behaving like a spoiled child.”

Thor sat there speechless. An apology from Loki was a rare thing indeed.

Loki opened his satchel and retrieved a heavy canvas bag about the size of a large ostrich egg. “This should cover the debt you incurred covering my tabs, plus a little extra for your trouble.” He tossed the bag of gold coins to him, and he caught it with a grunt.

“You did not need to do this; I was never worried about the money.”

“I know. I know it does not erase the Hel I put you through, but I wanted to make it up to you somehow.”

“Well, thank you. I appreciate the gesture.” Thor placed the heavy purse on the sofa table and gave it a little pat.

“You can use it to buy me a proper wedding present,” Loki grinned.

“Wedding?” A smile broke across Thor’s face, “You are going to go through with the marriage?”

Loki paused for dramatic effect, “I love her.”

“No shit, dumbass.” Thor shook his head, “You are just now figuring that out? I have known for weeks. Get over here!” He stood and pulled Loki into a big bear hug, pinning his brother’s arms at his sides. He squeezed him tightly; Loki thought his head might pop off.

“All right. Thank you. You can release me now,” he wheezed.

“Sorry, sorry.” Thor let go of him and clapped a hand on his shoulder, “I am just so happy for you.”

“Here, let us drink!” Loki returned to his satchel and pulled out a cask of mead.

Thor snatched the small barrel from Loki’s hands, “Is this mead from Hansen’s?” he asked as he inspected it.

“Only the best today, Brother!” Loki held up the tankards as Thor unstopped the tap, filling each one to the top.

The brothers raised their drinks to each other, “To the Norns.”

“To Odin, the Allfather.”

To the Queen.”

“To the Gods.”

“To Asgard.”

“To the Nine.”

“To my brother.”

“To my brother.” The men drained their tankards without stopping until they were empty.

“Another!” Thor shouted as he slammed his mug down on the table.

Loki obliged him, and they filled their tankards again.

“Did you have something you wanted to ask me?” He took a big gulps of his mead as he leaned back in his seat and put his feet up.

“Yes,” Loki’s jaw clenched as he eyed Thor’s boots on his table, “Yes. I was hoping you would do me the honor of standing by my side at my wedding. Will you stand up for me and be my best man?”

Thor looked down at the mug in his hand, “I would love to, but that honor usually goes to a married man. You should ask Volstagg.”

“I love Volstagg, but he is not my brother. I want you beside me when I tie the knot.”

“Loki, I would be honored.” Thor’s smile widened, “This means I am in charge of your bachelor party as well, correct?”

“As tradition dictates, yes.” Thor eyed the bag of gold on the table. “Nothing extravagant, please. I do not desire a courtesan.”

“Oh no, of course not. I am thinking of something much more fun than wine and women.”

Loki furrowed his brow and shook his head, “I am at a loss.”

“Ha! Leave it to me, Brother.” Thor finished his drink and stood. “I must get cleaned up for dinner. Thank you for the mead.” Thor pulled Loki into a brief hug. “Congratulations on realizing what we all knew all along. You and Sigyn will be happy together.”

“Thank you. May I ask about you and Sif?” Loki picked up the canvas purse from the table and placed it in Thor’s hands.

“We are taking things slow and enjoying each other’s company for now. We do not feel the need to put a label on our relationship yet. We are friends, with benefits, if you will.”

“Fandral will be disappointed if he finds out. He has wanted benefits from you for ages.”

“Alas, too bad men do not raise my staff,” Thor laughed.

“You are not missing out. Fandral is all talk when it comes to his prowess.”

Thor’s eyebrows shot up, “You and Fandral?”

“Just once, after a battle on Jötunheim centuries ago.”

“And you were able to remain close friends despite that?”

“Of course. There was no emotion tied to it.” Loki shrugged.

“Huh. I could never have sex without emotions. Trust me; I have tried. I always end up with my heart broken.”

“Well, we cannot all be philandering bastards.” Loki clapped his hand on Thor’s shoulder.

“No, thank the Norns for that.” He looked at Loki’s face, “And Sigyn knows of your… indiscretions?”

“Yes.” Loki said quietly, “I told her in no uncertain terms what a scoundrel I had been in the past. I laid it all out on the table. I wanted her to know exactly who she agreed to marry. She embraced it in a way only Sigyn could.”

“That was very mature of you, Brother.”

“I love her so much.” Loki shook his head, “It was the right thing to do.”

oOXOo

Loki took a deep breath to steady himself before he raised his fist to knock on the door of the guest chambers Lord Anderson and his family occupied. He clasped his hands behind his back as he waited. One of Lady Anderson’s maids opened the door and curtsied. “Your Highness.” She stepped back and opened the door wide.

Lord Anderson was reading a scroll at the dining room table. Lady Anderson and her maids sat on the floor around the sofa table, working on a jigsaw puzzle. The picture on the front of the box was of a Midgardian city skyline. ‘Manhattan,’ Loki’s mind provided.

“Your Highness!” Lady Anderson and her maids scrambled to their feet and curtsied.

Lord Anderson bowed to him before shaking his hand and saying, “Did you come to see Sigyn? I could see if she is awake. She was eager to go lay down after lunch with the Queen.”

“I think the stress took a toll on her, the poor dear. She went straight to her room when she returned,” Lady Anderson supplied.

Loki suppressed a laugh. He too had rushed back to his rooms after lunch. No doubt Sigyn needed the same relief he did. He tried not to think about Sigyn touching herself, but the image flashed in his mind before he could stop it. He smirked, then shook his head to clear it.

“No sir, there is no need to disturb her. I was hoping I could speak to the two of you privately.”

Lady Anderson shot her husband a panicked look. Lord Anderson remained calm, “Certainly, Your Highness. Please,” he motioned for Loki to enter, “Let us retreat to the balcony.”

“Thank you.” Loki said as he strode to the far side of the room, “Ladies.” He nodded to the maids as he passed. He followed His Lordship to the balcony overlooking a courtyard and seated himself in one of the chairs at the small dining table.

Lord Anderson shut the glass doors tightly behind him, pushed his wife’s chair in, and seated himself across from the prince. The late afternoon sun bathed the balcony in golden light. The only sounds to be heard were the birdsong from nearby trees.

“Would you like some tea, Your Highness?” Lady Anderson offered to break the silence.

“No, thank you, My Lady. This should not take too long.”

“Very well.” Sigyn’s parents waited for the prince to continue.

Loki laced his fingers together and leaned his forearms on the table. “Apologies for showing up unannounced, but I wanted to do this before I lost my nerve.”

Astrid clutched her necklace, “Oh dear, has something happened? Did Sigyn say something to the Queen to make you rethink the marriage?”

“Calm down, dearest.” Erik placed his hand on his wife’s arm, “Let the man say what he came to say before you start panicking.” He motioned for Loki to continue, “Your Highness?”

“There is no need to worry, My Lady.” Loki gave her a gentle smile, “That is why I have come; to put both of your minds at ease.” He took a deep breath, “I know my behavior in the past has been less than… proper. I know my reputation is below stellar.”

Loki cleared his throat, “Meeting Sigyn… the day I met your daughter, my life changed. I know that sounds dramatic, but the instant I laid eyes on her, I was a changed man,” Loki grinned, “whether I wanted to be or not.

“I dug my heels in, resisted. Too comfortable in my old ways to consider the possibility of marriage and children. But I wanted you to know that I have had a change of heart.” Loki reached into his pocket, pulled out a small forest-green velvet box, and placed it on the table before him.

“Know that it was not easy for me to admit to myself. Please do not think me fickle. I will marry Sigyn, or I will marry no one. There is no in-between.”

Loki opened the box. Lady Anderson gasped. Inside, an elegant ring rested on a pillow of forest-green satin.

The center stone was an ethereal moss agate. Dark green veins ghosted through a semi-opaque white stone. The band was platinum metal with diamonds accenting the sides. It was graceful, giving off an air of mystery and power, just like Sigyn.

“Do you think Sigyn will approve?” Loki asked as he picked up the ring.

“It is beautiful.” Lady Anderson said, “She will love it.”

“Am I correct in assuming you have the same size hands? Would you mind?” Loki handed her the ring. She pulled off her ring, slid Loki’s onto the third finger of her left hand, and held it at arm’s length to admire it.

“Oh my,” she turned her wrist side to side, seeing it from all angles. She held it out to her husband to inspect. He gave her a nod and a sweet smile.

“May I?” Loki asked as he held out his hand.

“Of course,” she said, slipping her hand into Loki’s open palm. He gingerly moved her hand around to appreciate it. Pleased with his choice, his lips curled up at the corner.

“Thank you,” he said as he released her.

Lady Anderson gave the ring one more long look on her hand before returning it to its little box.

“When I decide to do something, I do it wholeheartedly. I want to be an amazing husband. I am determined to be an excellent father. And when the time comes,” He gave Lord Anderson an honest look, “I am resolved to rule your lands in a way that would make you proud. I will honor your legacy and the legacy of your sons. I will ensure your grandson has the same reverence when his time comes. And his son after him.”

Lord Anderson pressed his lips together in a tight line, crossed his thick arms over his barrel chest, and leaned back in his seat, fighting back emotion. Lady Anderson had tears welling up in her eyes and her delicate fingers pressed to her mouth. Loki conjured a handkerchief and passed it to her. She let out an audible breath of surprise as she accepted it.

“Your daughter and your grandchildren will want for nothing. I will protect them with my life and make sure their happiness is my top priority. You have my word as a son of Odin.”

Loki put the ring back in his pocket. Lord Anderson was nodding his head, not yet trusting his voice. Lady Anderson was dabbing her eyes with the cloth.

“Can I hug you, Your Highness?” the Lady asked through her sniffles.

“Certainly.” Loki stood, and Lady Anderson squeezed him around his middle. He patted her gently on the back and dared to glance at her husband, who was laughing and shaking his head. They shared an amused look.

“Erik, can you believe this man is the same babe I bounced on my knees?”

“That was a lifetime ago, Astrid. Release the poor man.” She did so reluctantly.

“Excuse me, but would you care to elaborate on that, My Lady?” Loki asked curiously.

“Oh, well,” she dried her nose and waved her other hand dismissively, “When we traveled here for the Warden ceremony, we left the twins back home. You see, they were in primary school, and we did not wish to-”

“Move closer to the point, dear,” Lord Anderson prompted gently.

“Right,” she nodded determinedly. “But first, I must tell you that the twin’s birth was…traumatic. They had to be cut out. The healers were able to save my life but told me that I would never be able to conceive children again, much to our dismay. We always wanted a large family.”

“I am sorry to hear that,” Loki offered genuinely.

“Here we were, so far from home and our boys. They were at an age where I was desperately longing for a baby again. So, I would take every opportunity to visit the nursery while I was here.” She chuckled, “Prince Thor never paid me any mind, but you would always crawl into my lap every time I visited.”

“Ah,” Loki chuckled, “It seems my weakness for beauty started early.”

“Apparently so,” Astrid laughed.  I was always curious why you were named the God of Mischief and Chaos. You so loved to be cuddled.”

‘Still do.’ Loki thought.

“Anyway, I would play with you and bounce you on my knees. You would settle in my lap, and I would read you stories until you fell asleep in my arms. I would hold you and desperately pray to the Norns for another baby. I prayed to the Norns and all the Gods, hoping for another child, hopefully, a girl, but a healthy child was all I wanted.”

Her words triggered a memory. “Wait…” Loki furrowed his brow, “Was the prayer always the same?”

“Yes, I would pray, ‘Hear me, Norns, and change my fate. Hear me, Gods; show mercy on me; bless me with a child. I pray that…’”

“…you would open my closed womb and allow my body to conceive a healthy daughter,’” Loki finished. “I remember.”

Astrid was stunned. She swayed where she stood, “I... I never once uttered the prayer out loud. You…were just a baby. How…how could you remember that?”

“Curious… And this was the same trip you conceived Sigyn?”

“Yes,” her eyes widened, “You heard my prayer. You answered my prayer!” She clutched Loki’s hand and sobbed, “Thank you! Thank you!”

Lord Anderson pulled her away and tried to calm her.

“Wait,” Loki’s mind was spinning, “wait, I didn’t… as you said, I was just a child… I could not have answered your prayer.”

“It is quite the coincidence.” Erik patted his wife’s back, “Just a coincidence, dearest. Calm yourself.”

“Perhaps the healers were just mistaken? Perhaps the romantic getaway was just what you needed to conceive again?” Loki offered.

“Perhaps…” She sniffled, “But how could-”

“Shhh,” the Lord stroked her, “Why don’t you go compose yourself and prepare for dinner? We can think on this more later. We mustn’t take up any more of the prince’s time.” He kissed her forehead and led her to the door, “You go ahead, dearest. I want to speak to the prince privately.”

She nodded and gave Loki a brief look and a curtsey before she headed inside.

There were a few moments of silence before Lord Anderson spoke, “Do you think there is any merit in her claim?”

Loki was thoughtful for a few seconds before he replied, “Highly unlikely, but I do not know. My gifts were just developing. I will talk to the Queen; this is more her area of expertise.”

Lord Anderson nodded, “I want to thank you for stopping by. Astrid…worries. She was against this match initially. You were not wrong about your reputation.”

Loki frowned, “And yet you promised your daughter to me?”

“Rumors only tell part of the story. I know what kind of man your father is. He would not entrust you with the job you do for him if you were a completely spoiled princeling whose only concerns were drinking and whoring.” Erik put his hand on Loki’s shoulder and gave him a wink, “I was a young man once. I will not fault you for enjoying your youth before you were tied down to a wife and children. I do not doubt I am leaving my baby girl in good hands.”

“Thank you, sir. Sigyn has stolen my heart. I think I would rather die than see her unhappy.”

“You will have your hands full. She has been terribly spoiled. I always felt that she was born to be a princess. It was only the best for my little girl.”

“Despite her affinity for expensive dresses, Sigyn is the kindest, most grounded person I have ever met. I have never felt any judgment from her. Only love, understanding, and wit. I will love her as long as I exist.”

“That’s a good man.” He patted Loki’s shoulder.

“Well, I must take my leave. Thank you for letting me interrupt your evening.”

“You can stop by anytime.”

Loki grinned, “You may come to regret that offer. Swooning over Sigyn has become my new favorite hobby.”

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[artzychic27]

I know, this is two months ahead of time, but do you have any Halloween headcanons for the Austin's, Akuma Class, and Mendelieve class?

It’s never too early for Halloween! NEVER!

Akuma Class Costumes

Marinette: Princess Peach

Nino: Luigi

Kim: Mario

Alya: Dolores Madrigal

Adrien: Tamaki Suoh

Max: Cyborg (Teen Titans)

Nathaniel: Poison Ivy

Alix: Roller Derby Zombie

Juleka: Wednesday

Rose: Enid

Ivan: Hamilton

Myléne: Eliza

Chloé: Jessie

Sabrina: James

Lila: Snow White

Science Kids Costumes

Marc: Harley Quinn

Denise: Cowgirl Barbie

Simon: Cowboy Ken

Zoé: Gwen Stacy

Cosette: Miles Morales

Reshma: Mabel

Ismael: Dipper

Jean: Luz

Lacey: Grunkle Stan

Aurore: Thor

Mireille: Loki

Austins Costumes

Austin A: Dottie Hinson

Austin B: Princess Allura

Austin Q: Penn Zero

Austin T: Amity

The week before Halloween, Adrien literally kicks down the classroom door and blares ‘This is Halloween’ from his phone

They all spend that time going over their costumes, planning their candy routes, and which houses they’re going to egg

Do NOT let Marc and Juleka tell scary stories unless you want to never sleep again

Nathaniel, Reshma, and Alya do closet cosplays before the big reveals on Halloween

Marinette’s selling personalized candy bags

Max got Markov to project images of slasher villains in the walls at random moments of the day

Jean, ever the dramatic little shit, sneaks into the auditorium and plays chilling songs on the organ next to a microphone so everyone can hear

Juleka wears all sorts of Halloween-inspired outfits

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #mlb ocs #akuma class #science kids #the austins #Halloween #headcanons #answered ask #ask me stuff

[lokavisi]

Two days in a row I've posted a long UPG story. Well, here goes...

If you're reading this close to the time of posting, you can clearly see that my blog name here is Lokakind. AKA Loki's child. I know a lot of people use -son or -dottir as suffixes to denote their devotion or relationship to deity within the Norse pantheon. I chose a gender neutral variant since I'm nonbinary. Though when I was originally contemplating this name last year, I was searching general Old Norse words to use to make a name. Like, "Loki's wolf" or "Loki's fire," for example. Ultimately, I felt that I could never live into any of those names, so denoting the established relationship made the most sense. That said...one of the names I originally considered was Lokavísi, which means "Loki's Prince." Being transmasc, I quite liked the softer masculine term. The second the idea popped into my head Loki got all silly. Like He took my hand to kiss it and dramatically say, ~*♡My prince....♡*~ while fluttering His eyelashes. (That is typed as correctly as possible, lol.) But as much of a reaction as it got and as much as it gave me some gender euphoria, I still felt like giving myself a royal title felt presumptuous.

Cut to a few days ago when Loki and I started talking about family, and when he said my name (Rory, which I chose as part of my transition) it sort of hit different? I can't really explain it that well. It made me feel good to hear him say it, but he's said it before. There was nothing remarkably different in the circumstances of our conversation from previous ones. I just noticed a positive feeling within myself when he said it. I brought it up and he starting asking if I'd prefer another name like Tim or Boozlebub. (Yes, that is a name he said, and yes, that is how it was said/spelled. No, he did not misspeak "Beelzebub.") Anyway, in talking about names he said he liked me thinking of myself as His Prince. When I asked why he said, and I'm paraphrasing, that such a title still denotes lineage (being His child, if he is a King) while possessing power. Inherited power that, as a child of His, I am able to (or already) possess. He also reminded me that Rory means "red king" - I already "chose royalty" years ago.

So here I am now, typing this, to say that I might change it. And, returning to the words and names I looked up originally, I looked up the meaning again. The website I found some words from listed "vísi" as the Old Norse for "prince." I recognize subtler meanings can get lost in translation, especially with old languages, so I looked it up on other sites. From what I can tell, it's related to the Old Norse adjective víss, meaning "known" or "wise." The more precise definition for vísi was poet, leader, or chieftain. Visir means king, so also a leader, and as the weaker masculine nomative vísi would then be prince. If I understood everything correctly, anyway. Please feel free to point out any errors!

But this extra little bit of knowledge really intensifies the point, I think. He wants me to recognize the wisdom (and the power that comes from it) that comes from within myself and from my family of the Jarnviðr (aka the Ironwood), and make it known - show others that I possess it, that I know who and what I am, and am not afraid to be just that and utilize the power given to me. That allows me to be a great leader if in no other way than leading by example in how I live my life. As He said, I already chose leadership with my name anyway. But as Lokavísi, I would be doing so while acknowledging my relationship with him. It still feels intimidating to try to live into that name. I'm not just putting myself on the line - I risk smeering His name, too, if I chose to claim it and prove to be a shit leader. Though again, as He said, I already claimed leadership in my name, and I know He's gonna be a part of my life and leadership anyway. So is it really that scary to take on that name that I could already maybe be sort of living into anyway? I guess it's really not.

So yeah. That's probably change. And that's why. Not that I'm saying all this to justify the change to you. I don't care about that, lol. I wanted to share because our conversation and what came of it was so meaningful to me, and if it in any way resonates with others, I'd like to share that you all. I hope Loki's wisdom blesses you all ❤️

EDIT: It's not Old Norse. It's Old Icelandic. My bad!

#thank you reading and indulging me #i cannot believe i found this gif it is perfect xD #upg #big upg #big feelings #names #loki #norse loki #loki deity #lokean #heathen #heathenry #deity work #deity relationships

[uncommon-etc]

To follow up with a more positive post from my ‘top 5 dumbest criticisms debunked’ here’s a list of adorable and well-thought-out details from Thor: Love and Thunder, which, while not that difficult to spot, I appreciated even more the second time round.

- The costume department made Tessa Thompson at least four different perfectly tailored suits for approximately eight seconds of footage. Was it a waste of fabric? Absolutely not.

- Jane isn’t just a sci-fi nerd for reeling off films that explain wormholes well, her Halloween costume in the montage is Ash from Alien, post chest-burster scene.

- Thor has Nick Fury’s contact saved to his phone as ‘Nick Furry’ which will never not be funny to me.

- Was giving Dwayne a mustache when Kronans have absolutely no capacity to grow facial-hair an absolutely ridiculous decision that some poor vfx artist should have been sacked over? Absolutely. But it was also a really nice callback to Taika’s childhood Freddie Mercury obsession, so jot that down.

- That poor guy who got hit in the face when a certain cape was flung for dramatic emphasis has my sympathies.

- The little broken heart next to Thor’s ‘RIP Loki’ tattoo was hilarious and tragic at the same time.

- It was definitely ‘bring your daughter to work day’ on set, I’ve already seen plenty of people remarking on the adorableness of Chris Hemsworth’s kidlet, but both of Taika’s daughters were among the stolen Asgardian kids and were apparently really mean to Christian Bale.

- Despite having all the trappings of a family-friendly film you get multiple ‘oh shit’ lines, though it feels entirely appropriate to the tone of the scenes, there are also at least two references to a mass orgy held on a regular basis in Omnipotent City.

- All of the snacks in the vending machine Thor breaks are region-appropriate, which pleased me as someone who grew up only getting to eat that stuff in Finland or on family trips to IKEA and ngl, if I was having to pay like 2-3 euros for a pack of Marabou or some salmiakki, and I had super-strength, I’d probably just smash the thing too.   

- Glad to see independent theatre is still thriving in New Asgard, but the irony of Valkyrie being very done with the two actors while wearing a Phantom of the Opera t-shirt was not lost on me. Her being a closet theatre-kid seems pretty on-brand. 

- Sif still being a badass sword-fighter with only one arm (why is that such a common injury in the MCU?)

- Idk why, but the scene on the boat where the straight half of the crew are outside doing straight things while Korg and Valkyrie are propping up the bar, drinking and discussing being gay felt... weirdly relatable. If that isn’t how you and your friends end up at the tail-end of a house-party don’t @ me.

- It seemed a really odd choice at first to have a film with three semi-sentient weapons that have their own personalities and a fourth that’s just kind of there, but in hindsight it’s also hilarious. Stormbreaker’s got beef with Thor and Mjolnir and the Necrosword parallel each other beautifully (both are slowly killing the person that wields them, but the motives are polar opposites) so I kept waiting for the thunderbolt to have some whole hidden agenda of its own, but no, it was the only cool-looking god-level weapon that was... just a weapon.

I’ll probably think of more to add, because I love this film so damn much, but feel free to chip in if there’s any obvious ones I’ve forgotten.

#thor love and thunder #thor #marvel #taika waititi

[paperbag880]

Loki Laufeyson x distributor!male reader

I made my own plot, for the sake of my imagination. I'm not really sorry...

Side chapter

Oh, I'm not the leader. He is.

Summary: You've found a great opportunity. A deal with the devil or was it a God? But your lonely ass got a bit too attached. Maybe his lonely ass has the same problem. Maybe.

Genre: fluff

Warnings: loooong, strong language, mature themes, swearing, you

Not proofread...

"What a Midgardian like yourself can give to a God, like me?"

You stood before the one and only Loki Laufeyson. Hehe good for business. "Oh, my mighty God." Your voice reeked of sarcasm as you dramatically bowed to him and continued. "I present to you the Scepter." You moved out of the way a little.

After the SHIELD accident where Loki's staff was taken and hidden away from him, you found it an easy way to get a lot of money or supplies. Your skill in being bad shit crazy has always been an advantage since you have no sense of danger. Sometimes your own foolishness leads you to bad people. This time tho is different.

Loki eyed the staff that was next to you as you lean your hand on the stool it was displayed on. He tried and reach for it but you cover it and were ready to pull out one of your flame throwers to shoo him away. "Ah-ah! My prince, my God, so needy." You said as you looked into his furious green eyes. "I think I deserve to be paid for all the trouble this pretty little thing caused me." You smiled as you uncover it and teasingly touched it.

Loki seemed to think about your offer. He looked at you again. "What kind of payment do you need and how much?"

"Mmm~ straight to the point. Love to see it!" You looked at him and picked up the Scepter. "Loki, God of Mischief. The biological son of Laufey. I was surprised to find out you truly are not Odinson but rather Laufeyson... Well not really." You shrugged as you walked around with the staff. "All around the galaxy, there are different currencies, therefore only one won't do." You could see the God's frown. So satisfying. You licked your lips and continued to walk around the God of Mischief with his precious staff in hand. "I came to a conclusion, tho." You came from behind him and shoved your face into his. Your finger pointed to your temple and you had a menacing grin. He flinched and backed away from you a little. "You seem like a reasonable guy and a person with a lot of contacts on the darker sides." You twirl the staff around, getting bored of the feeling of it. It was too heavy for your taste, therefore slow and useless. "I need supplies." You said dryly, already bored of everything. You hoped for action, not a conversation.

The God looked like his ego dropped for a second. "What kind of supplies?" He asked as he looked at you hand and cringed at how you treated his weapon.

You walked a bit back. You thought about how to explain what kind you need... You thought about Uru but you weren't sure if you could melt it, tho it could be a good challenge. Then Tony Stark's tech came to mind... But since Loki literally got robbed by SHIELD there's no way he'll be able to get it, plus it's not on the darker side. "Maybe multiple of the Chitauri cores. Sounds like a good deal to me. No?" You smiled and leaned on the staff, mocking the God.

He huffed and stretched his hand for a handshake. "Deal." You smiled at him with closed eyes. You stood upright and grabbed the Scepter in one hand before stretching the other.

You were inches away from his hand when your smile fell and you grabbed the staff like a bat and swung it behind yourself. You definitely hit something or someone. You spun with the force of the swing and laughed. "How stupid do you think I am, God of Mischief?" You kneel to his level and looked into his beautiful green eyes. "I'm not that stupid, princie. I'll give you this piece of... Whatever it's made out of, once you'll behave and once I'll get my stuff." You stood up and went to the display stool the stick once was in.

Now that you had your back turned towards him he'll use it against you. That's what he planned at least. Once at a hand's reach, he pulled out his dagger. He stopped, his dagger almost a centimeter away from stabbing your side.

"Oh, no, no, noooo~ Loki~ I thought I said to behave." The Specter was still in your hands. The tip of it gently touched Loki's forehead. "I really hoped not to use this cursed stick's power but you don't give me a chance. Now you'll surely behave and will bring me my goods. Won't you?" He nodded. But it was odd and you noticed it. "Are you fucking-" you shouted frustrated before being tackled down and your hands pinned behind your back. "Oof!"

You could hear a triumphal huff from Loki as he pressed you against the floor harder.

"Every single time these bitches tackle me from behind! Just tell me you want to fuck me!" You said as you raised your hips so they met with his. "Mmmm~" you moaned and bit your lip. It seemed to put him off guard as you thought and hoped so. You swung your hips, rotated your legs around his waist, and with a powerful impact spun you both.

Loki grunted as his head hit the ground. When he opened his eyes he saw you above him with the Scepter in hand. "How did you?" He asked clearly confused. You smiled at Loki and pointed the weapon at him. He covers.

"Just a Midgardian thing." You said as you made yourself comfortable on his hips. "I will not use it if you collaborate. Is that enough of a fancy word for your highness to understand?" You sighed as he nodded and got off of him. As you stood up you offered him your hand. Foolish? Maybe?

He grabbed your hand and you pulled him up. Once he was standing you shook his hand. "I take it as a deal." You let go and this time cased the Scepter for real. "I'll see you in a few days. Don't worry I don't want to have this cursed stick in my possession for longer than needed. Bye, bye~"

Loki indeed gave you multiple of the cores you needed. The first ones were fake, yes, but you noticed it before giving the God his staff. Let's just say he regretted it. Well now you're here, happy cus you got what you wanted and a new "friend" to annoy.

Your original plan with the God was to trick him but you found amusement in his suffering when you were around him. You weren't mostly in an arms reach, you saw what he can do and your armor can't always save you. What am I saying, it always did so you weren't scared of dying by his hands.

Loki was not too happy to see you coming back to him after the deal. You constantly distracted him by asking so many questions about Asgard or him in particular. You seem to know his history like it was your own but not him as a person which amused him.

He had no problem answering your questions about himself of course but there were times you hit a spot that still hurts. Like now. You have asked about his mother. But you said it like this "Your stepmom is hot. How was it to grow up with a milf?" He had no idea what the fuck milf is but he guessed it's a Midgardian thing.

He stopped what he was doing and sighed. His hands supported him when he leaned on the table in front of him. The God really didn't want to answer you. He opened his mouth but was cut off by you. "I'm just kidding man." He heard shuffling above him. Once he looked up at you, you were standing, ready to leave.

Loki turned around expecting you to jump away and go home or somewhere you always went, but to his surprise, he heard a thump behind him. "Aww~ leaving me so soon? What a bummer." When he turned towards you, your eyes were looking thru the small notes that Loki made while you talked to him. His eyes widen as you grabbed a specific notebook.

The notebook you held seemed to be something like a sketchbook with small notes here and there. You browse thru it and stopped at a familiar-looking figure.

You felt the air change while you admire the pencil work, so you dodged blindly but you kept your eyes on the page. You gawked at it in awe.

You kept blindly dodging something. Who or what you didn't know. Eventually, you stopped completely and turned around with the sketchbook up high. "IS THAT ME????" You shout-asked the person in front of you and expected an affirmation. It was Loki.

He freezes and looked at you and the drawing. "No! What? Why would it be you? Don't be flatter yourself, Midgardian."

Confusion washed over you. You tilt your head and looked at the picture again. "Are you sure? That's the same pipe I sat on every day and that's the same armor I wear...every day!" You then sniffed the armor. "...I'm glad I've been up there the whole time..."

The God sighed and snatched the sketchbook out of your hands. "No, it's not you, and yes, I'm glad so too!"

"Then... Who is it?" You asked clueless as you followed Loki to the table like a lost puppy. He sighed again and facepalmed. You were confused by his gesture. Yes, you were annoying but it looked more like he thinks you are- "Hey! I'm not a fool!" You grabbed his shoulders and turned him around, placing your hands on the table on either side of him. Now he was trapped and facing you. "You're a really talented artist, you know? But it seems like you're bad at telling the truth, Loki, God of mischief. Nothing surprising, but one day it's gonna cost you your pretty little head." You told him with a smile and brought your gloved finger to his nose "Boop"

He started at you in awe and confusion. You then backed away and looked thru the sketchbook again. Loki frantically looked around himself. He searched for the sketchbook you now had, again. "You filthy thief."

"Oh, ouch! That's mean!" you said as a single tear fell down your face and your heartache. You made a face at him for a few seconds then browse the sketchbook again as if nothing happened.

Loki can admit he doesn't understand your personality at all. It was so confusing but something comfortable was hidden behind it. He felt it before but doesn't remember when. It scares him a little.

"Look just give it back and no blood will be shed." Loki said as he neared you. You took a step back and started to slowly walk away from the God.

As you browse the book, the more you noticed that there wasn't just one sketch of you but quite a few. All in different angles and poses, as if he's trying to learn the anatomy of you. You can't deny you look good on a sheet of paper but it was a bit strange. It was made by the God of Mischief, of course, it's strange.

As you walked and dodged his hands you spare a quick but observant glance at him. If one didn't know Loki, one would say the expression on his face is one of annoyance but you knew the God at least a bit. His face showed embarrassment and frustration.

You hid your smile behind the book as you backed away against a wall, Loki following closely in front of you. Once your back touched the cold wall Loki was a mere centimeter away from you. Your e/c eyes looked into his green ones, taunting him. He breathed shallowly but didn't reach for the book.

Your smile grew into a smug one. "Loki, the God of Mischief, found a fancy in a mid Midgardian like myself. What a fiasco!" You whispered dramatically as your eye contact has yet to be broken.

His eyes flicker lower from your eyes but was quick to correct himself and look into them again. "You have something I possess." He breathed out.

You chuckled, closed the book, and pressed it against Loki's chest. You cockily smiled at no one in particular, you pat his shoulder as he clumsally held his sketchbook. With your smile and closed eyes, you went to walk away from the God. His hands stopped you before you could take a proper step. It caged you between him and the wall.

You thought you were smart when you shrugged and went under his hand. At one point you are standing on your legs the other you're sitting on your ass with wide eyes that stared into a pool of green. Your hands were pinned above your head and one of your legs was bent.

"You've been toying with me for good 3 months now, Midgardian. But you've always been above me, out of my reach." The God started. His eyes were dangerous and his voice an octave lower. "Now that the birdie decided to fly off of its tree, it has nowhere to go." He smiled at you but not in a friendly way. Oop you've done messed up.

"Look man, I know I shouldn't have taken it without permission b-BUT-" you tried to defend yourself but stuttered as he inched closer to you. You turned your head to the side while still looking at Loki without blinking. You were afraid. Loki never got this close to you before now he had so many openings and if he wanted to he can kill you just like that.

He started to laugh and backed away with his head. You relaxed a bit, still side-eyeing him, but you felt better when the otherworldly being give you some air to breathe. But he became a giggling mess, letting your hands loose. You were so confused. You were fully turned towards him now, with a tilted head.

"You should have seen your face." His voice broke between his giggling. He looked cute, and innocent, like a child.

You relaxed more and smiled feeling the giggles in your throat form. You couldn't help it and started to giggle as well. Now you both sat on the floor laughing and giggling.

You stopped at some point desperate for air and a break for your diaphragm. Still a little giggly but you were there. When you opened your eyes Loki was looking at you. You gave him a toothy grin and bumped his arm. He smiled back at the gesture. Once you got up you helped him up as well.

You dusted yourself when Loki spoke again. "You seem to like calling me a God." He grabbed his sketchbook and walked to his desk to put it away. You stood there idly. Not a sentence you'd expect to be said at that bonding moment.

"Well that's what you are, is it not?" With a shove of your hands in your pockets, you walked closer to him. He didn't answer and you didn't expect an answer. It would be difficult if he had said something. "A higher being. My superior." You leaned against the table and looked up at the ceiling. "Yet, we're not so different after all." You whispered lightly.

Loki looked at you confused. You started great, amazing even but you had to end it like that didn't you? "Not so different?" He snorted.

"Um, yah???" You looked at him like he was crazy.

"M/n, as far as I'm concerned, I know for a fact we're very different from each other." He sighed and turned away from you. You still had your eyes on him.

"You are maybe immortal and have all of these abracadabra powers-" Loki looked at you very confused when you said abracadabra. He'd never heard that phrase before. "-but you're still a boy. You still have emotions that can be hurt. If I'm bold to say- you are more human than you give yourself a credit. AND I know you don't! " you pointed at him. He looked at you with disgust but it was more playful than serious. You froze which surprised the God. It was so sudden he didn't expect it. "Did you just call me by my name?" You whispered whit a dumbfounded expression.

Loki looked into your eyes. His eyes shifted between your right and left, trying to figure out if you were joking. You've been calling him by his name this whole time, why shouldn't he call you by yours as well? "Yes?"

"Huh..." You felt giddy. No one really says your name. They always say something like the earthy thief or the worm seller but no one ever used your name... Now that you think about it you never told anyone your name, well except for Loki. "Aweeeee!~ You shouldn't have!" You hugged yourself and waved him away with a shy hand.

Loki rolled his eyes at you and walked away. You followed right behind him. He stopped and double take you following him. "I'll be leaving now. Um...you should too."

"Oh! Right! Well, have a nice day, Godling!" You stopped as well and mockingly bowed to him. You gave him a smile and jumped up the several pipes that were above you.

"Yeah.. You too..."

You're currently waiting for Loki. You sat at his table, munching on the fruits he has on it. They were very delicious looking, you couldn't just stare at them. After you finally, how Loki likes to put it, flew down from your tree, you've been doing it more frequently. The God wasn't dangerous. At least not to you.

You've kept him silent company when he worked and once he stopped you opened your unstoppable mouth. Although he seemed annoyed he always converse with you and laughed at your jokes. Someone can appreciate them at least. Whenever he laughed you felt accomplished.

You wonder what is taking the God so long. He said he'll be back in a minute. IT'S BEEN 5 MINUTES! Too long for your liking. You ate the last bite of your fruit and threw away the parts that you don't eat. You sighed deeply and stretched your legs. Your eyes shifted to the door Loki went thru and left you here alone. You've never explored Loki's base, should you now? Naaaaaah.

You jumped in Loki's very comfortable chair and just sit there. He didn't even let you look thru his sketchbook again. What an ass! You let out another loud sigh and closed your eyes as you made yourself comfortable in his chair.

You relaxed after so long. Your family has been killing you lately. You loved them but it's hard to talk to a none human creatures like them. They passed your vibe check...they passed it a bit too well. You smiled at the memories of them. You need to visit them again the face-timing(you call like that but it's different) is just not enough.

A loud bang came from the door the God despaired in. You hid in the chair as you prepared your weapons. 'An FBI attack?' Once ready, for whoever, oh so rudely, entered the room. You peeked your head towards the now busted doors. There wasn't anyone standing there and you didn't hear footsteps either. You were confused and your brows frowned.

In an instance, you were flying away from the table, but not willingly. You hit a wall and it nocked your air out. You also felt something crack inside of you, like a bone. You tried catching your breath while concentrating on your surroundings. You wheezed but still stood up ready to fight. Something trickled down your face but you didn't have time to examine it as something like a plate was thrown in your direction.

You dodged and ran away from it. You couldn't see anything because there was dust and probably some kind of gas everywhere. Thankfully you have a M.A.S.K., yes, you named it. You held your weapon up enough to aim at nothing and fired. You had a menacing smile on your face and ran in circa the same direction the plate came from.

Once close enough you saw a familiar blue, red and white uniform. Your smile grew and you jump and aimed at Captain America's head. You fired and a purple pinkish light came out of your weapon. As you saw it inching closer to the man's head your smile grew even wider if it's even possible. But yet again you've been thrown away to the side. This time you couldn't get up. Not cus you're a human cus something really heavy was on your back.

You squirmed and wiggled but you wouldn't budge so you gave up. When you looked behind yourself you smiled sheepishly. "What's up iron duck. How's lif- ACK" You yelped as the weight grew. "Did you gain weight? Damn!" You breathe out and giggled at your joke.

"What was your plan whit the Scepter!" Captain America said in his bossy tone. You're familiar with it, even if only once. You giggled but stopped when Ironman put more pressure on your back.

"To take over the woooorld~" You said dramatically and smiled at the three colored man. He didn't like your attitude and grabbed you from below the tin can man. "WOAH!"

"Oof!" your back was slammed against a wall. 'Why do they always do that?' You rolled your eyes. But your eyes caught something for a sec. Meh not important right now. "What now? Gonna kiss me passionately?" You give the captain a smug look. He seemed a bit shook up, not as much as Loki but it was there. "Sorry man, I do not swing that way- OOF" Your back was again slammed against a wall, the same wall.

"Don't joke with us-..." "N/n(nickname)" "Don't joke with us, N/n!!" He said with venom in his tone. Lovely. "What do you need the Scepter for?" He gripped your armor more.

"Dude chill. Do you really need to know for what I need it for? Just take the stick, shove it up your ass, destroy everything I worked so hard for and we'll be done." You sweetly smiled at him. He replied to you with another shove to the wall. "Could you cut.that.out?" You asked as you head bumped the man. Big mistake. That man's skull is like a rock, you almost blackout. "What in the queen's name is your head made out of?" Your eyes watered you could feel your head throb.

"I see what are you doing."

"Oh really, ice cubeman?"

"Your minions aren't very loyal, did you know?"

You rose a brow. You cupped his cheeks and give him a big toothy smile. "Oh, but I'm not their leader." You pushed his head up, even tho it was harder than intended, you did in the end. "He is~"

Loki the God himself paid you a visit. FINALLY!

The rest was just a blur of chaos to you. You've lost a lot of blood from your open skull. But you remember you laughing like a maniac and aiming at the red tin can. You did shoot but if you hit him that was a mystery.

You've woke up with an incredible headache. You sat up with much difficulty yet your afford was in vain when someone pushed you down to lay again. You groaned and felt dryness in your throat like you haven't drunk for a while. Your e/c eyes opened and were met with a gray, blurry ceiling.

You blinked the blurriness away and looked around. You saw Loki he was looking away from you but his hand was on your chest keeping you in place. His face, at least the part you could see, was looking sad. He had eyebags and he seemed very unhappy. You looked back up at the ceiling and breath out. "Man...Did we lose?" Your voice was broken, hoars but it was loud enough to break the silence.

You could feel Loki's fingers twitch. It seems like you didn't have your armor on. You sighed loudly and closed your eyes. "Did I at least hit the iron duck?" You asked but received silence.

"...Iron...duck?" Loki asked and you snorted. Soon you regretted it as your head ached more. Your eyes stayed closed but you could imagine his confused face.

"Ironman, sweety, Ironman."

You could hear him snort but he soon recovered. "Yeah, you did." You felt proud. You're not that lame at aiming. "Thanks to that he got distracted and I could land my blows but as you said... We've lost..."

You opened your eyes again and looked the other way from where Loki is. You have just noticed you're in a cage that has glass walls...Why tho? "I feel like a monke in a zoo." You said your thoughts out loud. Loki hummed and you could feel him get up. Your gaze shifted to him. He was looking more frustrated than when you annoy him.

This was your chance to sit up!

You slowly sat up and once fully up you straighten your spine up. With a few pops, you grunted in pain. Once you looked in Loki's direction again he was looking at you, very unamused. "What?" You asked him, he just shook his head and looked out the cage.

With a sigh, you looked in the other direction. "JESUS-" You screamed. When you turned around someone stood outside the cage. You scared yourself enough to fall back down. You never saw this person but by the way Loki was walking toward him, he seemed infatuated by the eye patch guy. You tilted your head at him. 'What is he doing?' The two started to talk but your mind shited towards yourself.

"WHY AM I NAKED?????" You yelled and covered yourself with the white sheet you had around you and looked at Loki swiftly. "LOKI!" You squealed at the ravenette.

"You've been severely wounded we had to treat your wounds. That suit of yours, quite amazing may I say but wasn't enough to heal you." The eye patch guy, Loki conversed with, answered your question. Your shoulders fell.

Your eyes shifted to the man. "May I have my armor back?" You asked and mimicked Loki's Bri'ish accent. You could see Loki's brow raising at your horrible accent. The eye patch man didn't seem to be amazed and before he could answer you another man came in.

You knew this man. Of course, you did. Tony fucking Stark, the genius of New York and iron duck. You've met him a couple of times before, solely on business terms. You sold him some weird iron that is hard to obtain on earth but easy on other planets. He didn't know it was not a rock from Earth but some alien planet. He might have said no, if he would. You need the money.

"Well, we meet again." Tony raised his cup full of something towards you.

Part 2 <it was starting to get too long>

#marvel #marvel x male reader #loki x male reader #loki x reader #loki x y/n #loki laufeyson #loki laufeyson x male reader #loki laufeyson x y/n #loki laufeyson x reader

[your-local-baguette]

Idea from @hiorisgf

I saw their post about different ways bllk boys dont let you pay and i can't just not try this lol. Also i haven't read the manga so if some manga characters dont match with the scenario i am (not) sorry.

The littles shits

That smile at you while you pay, so clueless about what going on. Because what's going on, without you knowing, that you are paying with his card. You slid the card, the transaction done, he hands you something while you raise an eyebrow" here your card sweetheart" they say that with most sarcastic shitty smile. Your mouth agape you then look at him like- bitch are you serious

Michael kaiser, bachira meguru, isagi yoichi.

The ones that look at you like you just said a whole hating criticism that sounds like one of the little mermaid ones to them. They would either put their hand over their heart grasping their shirt dramatically or raise your eyebrows at you like bitch how dare you say that i am your boyfriend. He really went like [ insert dramatic lift of eyebrow or dramatic grasp of shirt] " how dare you say such insulting words to me" the waiter/waitress looking at this scene sweating like' how am i supposed to react' then he pays and you both leave while you linger on your defeat.

Sae itoshi, rin itoshi, reo mikage, baro shoei, micheal kaiser, bachira meguru.

I'll pay-

That not sty'

Or

No( lovable no)

Or

Rather quit playing soccer than to let you do that.

Aryu jyubei, kunigami rensuke, nagi seishiro, isagi yoichi.

" you can pay for the next date, if you insist"

You never did.

Kunigami rensuke, mikage reo, itoshi sae, itoshi rin.

Actually lets you pay for the meal.

He refunded the money to your bank account a few days later.

Julian loki, pablo cavazos, mikage reo, nagi seishiro,hyoma chigiri.

#kunigami blue lock

[mischief-lies-and-stories]

Reviewing non-Marvel Loki Things (That I've Been Exposed to)

I am certain there's more, but these are all the non-Marvel Loki-related media I could think of that I've consumed. Maybe I'll do a part 2 if I think of some other things I've read/seen. These aren't really full reviews, just basic reactions of what I remember of these pieces of media.

The Gospel of Loki, by Joanne M. Harris

I...did not finish this. It was kind of interesting, I remember. But I'll be honest, one of the lines I remember most clearly is from the beginning where Loki says something like "For some reason on Asgard, I'm not allowed to fuck beasts or men and no one can tell me why." And then he just kind of, goes with it? Like first of all, why, if you can live forever, would you not only limit yourself to one gender (I'm okay with leaving the bestiality alone, but you could probably make a case for this, too, if they can consent), but force everyone else to, also? And anyway, even if Odin is a Puritan prick for some reason, the least believable thing about all this is that Loki stands for it???!!! Why is this the one thing about which he's like 'Welp, guess Odin knows best'? Frankly, it broke my suspension of disbelief for the whole thing. (You know how I was like Kid Loki saying "I killed Thor" made me go 'Oh, okay, the Loki writers don't have a clue who Loki is fundamentally'? Yeah, this is the line that made me do that with Harris.) I didn't even get far enough to maybe (probably) read my favorite myth (Sigyn catching the venom in her bowl).

Norse Mythology, by Neil Gaiman

So much better, holy shit! Leaps and bounds better!!! This is one of my favorite books. I've talked about it a little on here, but he's such a great writer, and I laughed out loud so many times for the way he portrays Thor and Loki especially (it helped that I first read this listening to him read the audiobook). I just love how he portrays Loki as only smart in comparison to the other gods, who are truly dumb as bricks, with Loki only slightly more clever by comparison. But I was still so attached to Loki that when he causes his own downfall in the end (like he does in the myths) I think I genuinely cried. This is one of those books I read at least once a year.

The Bifrost Incident, by The Mechanisms

I'll be real with you, I mostly only listened to the tracks I knew Loki (and Sigyn) were on. But I did also read the synopsis on the wiki, so I know the gist of the musical. And what I'll say of it is this: I discovered the album four days prior to writing this, and I've listened to at least the Loki track at least twice a day since. I'm a little grateful it's just (as far as I know) an album, because if there was a recorded performance somewhere, I could not watch it (even though I obviously would because I like to let myself suffer). Loki's arc is just too fucking painful (which is honestly saying something, given some of the shit he gets put through in other media).

Ragnarok, Netflix

I watched the first episode. I felt like it ended stupidly and way too dramatically for even the pilot. I know it's called Ragnarok, but it's a modern retelling, and Thor and Loki are kids, so it doesn't have to go so hard from the word Go. And Laurits did not make a good first impression on me either. Can't remember exact reasons why, though. I watched this a long time ago.

#loki #norse mythology #norse myth retellings #non-marvel loki media #the gospel of loki #the bifrost incident

[bedlamsbard]

how would you do 2012-era Winter Soldier Steve for Yonder AU Bucky-Cap

See, with this one it's less about WS!Steve, because the Winter Soldier doesn't play any role in the 2012 film there I'd not really thought about what he'd do. It's really the kind of thing that would get spurred into motion because now the Yonder Trio is there and Yonder!Steve is not going to rest until he gets this thing sorted out without the CATWS murder planes etc. Remember, Yonder!Steve is also Horizon!Steve, who came within a hair's breadth of getting Winter Soldiered and is still pretty significantly messed up by it. It was his personal private nightmare before Horizon, so finding out that there exists a universe where it actually happened back in 1945 is uh. not a fun time for him. (Well, if Endgame can do a Cap vs Cap fight...that's one thing I was really sad about not being able to fit into Yonder, either Cap vs Cap or Widow vs Widow -- I don't think Yonder!Loki punching out 2012!Loki counts.)

This is not precisely a BuckyCap even though he's in a Captain America uniform -- this is the thing I had to change yesterday once I started thinking about the base worldbuilding of the AU.

The divergence point of the AU is that Steve is the one who falls off the train in CATFA, not Bucky, and the events of CATFA in the broad strokes go naturally from there -- the assault on the Hydra base, the fight with Schmidt, Bucky going down in the Valkyrie and getting frozen. (Probably the actual details of the fight go differently, but broad strokes.) I generally put about a week between the train fight and the assault, to give the Howlies time to get back to London (with the "under twenty-four hours" being between London and Austria, I know some writers who ignore that entirely and put months between). Those events went differently -- while there's probably a sweet moment between Peggy and Bucky, both grieving, Howard very publicly and very dramatically blamed Bucky for Steve's apparent death, which is why Bucky is so prickly about Tony's mention of Howard.

(Steve going missing a week earlier than he did in canon did not make Howard any less obsessed with Steve. In fact, it probably made it worse, because the differences between falling from the train and going down in the Valkyrie mean that (a) Howard can blame people and (b) is even more convinced that ever that Steve survived, just no one is looking, don't they care? So that very slightly changes Howard's dynamics with everyone going forward. but also makes, you know, the murder in 1991 way worse. It does not improve Tony's relationship with his father or his Captain America issues.)

Bucky brought the shield back to the SSR after the train, but didn't take it on the assault, so for sixty-seven years it was just sitting in SHIELD's storage because no one knew what to do with it. Howard threw his weight around every time someone suggested making a new Captain America, backed up by Peggy, who had slightly more mixed feelings about it than he did but wasn't any happier about the idea either.

Fast forward to 2012, when SHIELD pulls Bucky Barnes out of the ice. They are more than a little startled, because they didn't know about the whole super soldier thing, but Nick Fury has Seen Some Shit so it's taken pretty much in stride. He doesn't get the stage show treatment that Steve gets at the end of CATFA, but otherwise SHIELD treats him pretty much the same until Loki shows up at Project Pegasus. Fury and Coulson haul him over to the helicarrier (less hero worship on Coulson's part, because he's a Cap fanboy, not a Howling Commandos fanboy) and present him with the shield and a nice speech about Steve Rogers' legacy.

Bucky tells them to fuck off, there's no power on this earth that will make him pick up that shield, and don't they dare say one word about what Steve Rogers would have wanted, they don't know anything about him. They are still arguing about it when Loki shows up at Stuttgart and Bucky has to go do the thing. He puts on the uniform (under protest), but won't take the shield. It is not the 2012 Cap uniform, but a different Captain America-inspired one that blends the Cap-and-Howlie aesthetics a little. (Presumably the three-way forest fight with Tony and Thor also goes a little differently, but it has the same ultimate result of everyone back on the helicarrier.)

The gang is having their regularly scheduled "you want to use the Tesseract to make weapons????" argument in the lab when the Yonder trio shows up. (Bucky does not go searching and find the WWII Hydra gear, because unlike Steve Rogers, he does not have border collie brain.)

I assume that even with Steve getting Winter Soldiered in this 'verse rather than Bucky, most of the Winter Soldier's history goes pretty much the same -- I don't think we know enough to say what might have actually gone differently if one switches them out for each other. (Except that Natasha might recognize Steve straight-off from their encounter in 2009, if he wasn't masked then.)

#typeoneninja #bedlam replies #roleswap endgame au concept

[all-i-do-is-live-in-daydreams]

WROTE MORE NOTES WHILE WATCHING THE MOVIES LOKI IS IN. THIS TIME FOR THOR: RAGNAROK. THESE ONES TEND TO BE LESS SERIOUS WHICH MAKES SENSE SINCE THIS MOVIE ALSO HAPPENS TO BE LESS SERIOUS. IT WAS STILL FIN THOUGH.

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I wonder if thor's looking for infinity stones was another of "odin's" (loki's) orders

ragnarok is one of my favorite thor movies though it is less serious than the others. it has a sense of... silly billyness.

heimdall is not there dude. dude got banished. they replaced him with karl urban

skurge has to run alllllllllll the way down the bifrost now

it's a statue of loki, thor. duh.

THE PLAY 😭😭😭 I'll never get over this shit. loki is so fucking funny

"oh shit" YEAH OH SHIT

loki was able to act as odin perfectly before but just loses that here completely like he is barely able to keep his cool

idk if anyone has noticed this. I only noticed after someone pointed it out, but loki doesnt move out of the way. thor pushes him out of the way. loki was just going to stay there and let mjolnir hit him

he looks so good oh my god this movie has some of loki's best looks I just want to Eat him

love that he poked the piece of paper and whispered loki because honestly it's plausible that he'd just turn into a piece of paper

stephen loves dramatics doesn't he?

this scene made me laugh so hard I cried the first time I saw it 😭😭😭 "I have been falling!! FOR THIRTY MINUTES!!"

die odin

the way loki turns and stares at odin after he calls them BOTH his sons

"frigga wouldve been proud" literally kill me it would hurt less. I hate they made odin say things that dont justmake me angry

odin loves dropping crazy jaw dropping earth shattering news and then dipping. he just loves not dealing with his problems and leaving them to someone else

"no. I'm on a different path now. this you must face alone." back to him just making me angry. fuck you old man. just like I said. loves not doing with his own problems THAT HE CREATED.

LOKI'S FACE DOMT DO THIS TO ME. WHEN ODIN SAYS "I LOVE YOU, MY SONS." HIS JAW LITERALLY DROPS HE'S IN SHOCK IN DISBELIEF OF THSOE WORDS SOMEONE HUG HIM AND LOVE HIM FOR ME I CANT TAKE THIS

he fucking oogwayed them that's insane bro it's actually fucking insane 😭😭

HOW WAS IT LOKI'S DOING. HE JUST PUT HIM IN A SENIOR HOME WHERE I BELIEVE HE FUCKING BELONGED AND THAT'S BEING NICE

HELA 💖💖💖💖💖

bye bye loki see you on sakaar

yall don't know how crazy I went when she just fucking massacred the warriors three

trash planet

I FUCKING HATE THAT THEY TOOK DOWN THOR. THE GOD OF THUNDER AND FUCKING LIGHTNING. WITH A FUCKING ELECTRIC (BASICALLY LIGHTNING) ATTACK. IT DOESNT MAKE ANY FUCKING SENSE

I do love loki, but he really did make a mistake calling for the portal to be opened. it seems like a very obviously wrong move and uncharacteristic of loki. idk maybe that's just me. then again he does run so.

jeff goldblum is a treasure to the world

one of his hottest looks. whoever the designer and artists were for this movie have my fucking gratitude for giving me this loki.

how was loki there for weeks and just never saw hulk??

cate blanchett is everything

I domt understand why she's so... loki like. the green and black, the blades, even her magic is green.

i do wish the movie was a little more serious. like loki saying to thor "it hurts doesnt it? being lied to. being told you're one thing and it all being a fiction." it's a very serious matter and it's just swept away and a joke is made immediately after those words are said

"our sister" OUR.

"guess I'll just have to go it alone. like I've always done." AND THOR JUST GIVES A SARCASTIC FAKE SMILE LIKE HE CANT BELIEVE HIM. THOR!!! WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU !!! also you cant blame loki for hela. she would have escaped or been freed at some point.

LOKI'S REACTION TO SEEING HULK 😭😭

you tried thor, but unfortunately you're not natasha. as much as I hate that storyline.

"Yes! That's how it feels!" 😭

makes me even more pissed about the way they shut him down. HE LITERALLY WAS CREATING LIGHTNIG IN HIS BODY AND THEY TAKE HIM DOWN BY ELECTROCUTING HIM!?!?!? DOESNT. MAKE. ANY. SENSE.

also idc thor was winning that fight. only reason he didnt was cuz they did that to thor.

hate to see him go, but love to watch him walk away (loki)

i really do love watching him fight

loki looks so proud and fond like of the snake stabby thor story

THAT'S NOT WHAT HE ALWAYS WANTED. DO WE FORGET HIS WORDS DURING THE FIRST FIGHT BETWEEN THEM WE SEE? "I only ever wanted to be your equal!" actually going to lose it rn. COUNT YOUR FUCKING DAYS THOR. COUNT THEM.

I do think thor is being honest about how he thought the world of loki, but never enough to really look, to truly see his brother. never cared enough to dig deeper. and the mistakes loki made have just made it easier for thor to further ignore the deeper problems with his brother. you can love someone dearly, but still never truly see them. I wonder if knowing of thor's love makes it better or worse for loki. to be so loved, but for it to still not be enough to have been seen, to have been helped at all. or easier for it to be a lie and never loved at all, for it makes more sense to loki, because if you loved him why would you never dig deeper? why could you not see what was wrong? what was being done to him? how he felt? maybe that's why he was so adamant in the past, brushing thor's words away because otherwise that would mean even then it just wasnt enough. and it's more familiar to him too. the feeling he sits in, the knowledge that he's not loved or understood, that those around him think so little of him. and sometimes familiarity is easier than taking a new and brighter path.

he could be more. but it's hard to do that when everyone around you sees the worst in you and your stuck in a shadow your entire life. ignored. it's why I love mobius so much. he sees what others don't in loki and actually pushes him to be better and is there for him. mobius is truly the number one loki apologist.

THE THUD OF BANNER HITTING THE BIFROST 😭😭😭

LOKI IS SO DRAMATIC "Your saviour is here!!"

I LOVE WHEN THOR FINALLY STARTS USING LIGHTNING LIKE THIS. ALSO LOKI'S PROUD GRIN WHEN HE SEES HIM.

I take it back THIS is loki's hottest look

"if you were actually here, I might even give you a hug" " I'm here" AND THEN YOU DON'T SHOW US A HUG ??? REALLY???

the look of horror on loki's face when the ship appears. thor looks curious, but loki.... he knows who that ship belongs to and you can just see the dread fill him.

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#I AM NOT A THOR HATER DESPITE MY COMMENTS TOWARDS HOM HERE #he just angers me sometimes with his behavior and treatment of loki #you cant honestly stand there and tell me he couldnt have been better towards him #loki god of mischief #loki ragnarok #marvel loki #loki odinson #loki laufeyson #tva loki #mcu loki #loki tom hiddleston #tom hiddelston loki #tom hiddleston #thor odinson #thor ragnarok #and i may be angry with how thor is towards loki but i still wish for them to be brothers and to rebuild their relationship #like they were going to do qnd were doing before SOMEONE SHOWED UP AND RUINED IT #i think after rewatching all these movies ragnarok has moved down and the 1st thor is my favorite now #i still really like this movie but from my new perspective this movie was a bit too much on the comedy side #not even gonna get into love and thunder i dont wanna talk about it. funny but.... eh #but i wish ragnarok couldve been a little more serious and i think they messed with loki's character a bit #tho I've heard taika was told to leave his character alone so maybe im somehow misreading his characterization in this one #thor of asgard #thor movies #thor #thor the dark world #valkryie #brunnhilde #bruce banner #loki