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alexander-arcturus-black-lupin · 6 months

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Loki using his Shadows on you after your behaviour at a party

TW: Slight Voeyerism, sex with shadows, hints to somnophilia.

Odin had held a grand festival. It had beautiful nymphs and goddesses from different worlds. You had dressed in a beautiful black top with a matching skirt. The shirt cut off before your navel and the skirt cut off before your thighs.

Wrapped in a beautiful glittery veil, and a golden headband. You were stunning, in Loki's eyes you shined brighter than all the stars above, glittering on the ceiling.

Grünle a jöttenhimer had asked you to dance and you agreed to one just to indulge him. Suprisingly akward was far from it. He was a gentleman through and through. With slight jokes and remarks. You enjoyed his company yes. Buqt you wished to be in the arms of a god a few yards away.

Although those yards felt like seas. You knew this wasn't one sided as you felt his gaze on you, and you only the entire time. Grünle brought you close for the last time and gave you a polite hug.

Kissing you cheek, he smiled and told you to enjoy yourself. You simply smiled and said you would.

You allowed the music and the wine to guide you, mingling with he crowd. You didn't feel his gaze anymore. You started to turn but was caught when yoy fwlt something trace your waist.

Or rather.

Someone.

"You of all people should know that i get jealous very easily, especially with people i care about," he whispered gently into your neck.

He moved you to he music and you began to dance. You didn't need to look behind you, or at the long veiny hands infront of you.

And he was jealous.

He slowly twirled you and you glimpsed his face.

He was jealous.

The dance between you was filled with tension, he held you closer at parts, his hand going higher towards your neck as though to collar you.

You smiled to yourself, if he ever wished to do that, boy would you let him. He kissed your cheek at the end of the dance. Before stealing one from you lips. It was a quick one.

You only bit your lip and curtsied and after your dance gave your hand out to another, and another, and another. Till you swore you shoes had worn out. With every dance, they would swoop in a kiss your cheek.

You could basically feel his jealousy rising with each peck. You had gone out to the adjoining balcony for air. You tried to gather your thoughts. You had teased the god of mischief. Surely some form of punishment should be on its way.

As you stood pondering what you had done. You realised you weren't alone. You felt them.

His shadows.

You felt them slip under your dress, fondling and groping you. One even slipped into your hand and took your drink. Sliding it onto the balcony table.

The slowly relieved you of you dress sliding it off your shoulders. Soon you were on your back, softly moaning at the invisible person on you. You felt everything, from your breasts to your nethers.

It's not like you've never been touched there before, it's just that you've never been touched by his shadows.

The moved in sync guiding you to your orgasm, one went over your mouth to stop anyone from getting to hear you.

Loki was the type to either fuck you infront of everyone, or the keep your moans and pleasures to himself.

It stopped at your breasts for a minute giving it a light squeeze before heading up your face to your ear.

Over and over, these shadows were relentless. Guiding you to every orgasm. You were a sweating heaving mess. You turned to try and crawl away but they wouldn't let go.

Finally they released you. Cleaning you up aswell. Your mind was hazy and in a mess. Slowly one slid up your body again.

"The things I wish to do to you lovely, but alas my shadows will have to suffice for now, do not wait up for me love, i shall come for you, then, I shall have you, awake or not."

lo elysium.

You felt the floor open at your feet and off you went. You hoped loki would join you soon.

A/N: curtsied

Idk how to spell it and I'm too lazy for da shit

Also if y'all cannot picture the outfit, I got reference from. The Dragon King's bride on WEBTOON , CHAPTER 16

Also reader is either black or like dark skinned, am I projecting? 🤔 maybe🤷🏾‍♀️

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zeriphi · 4 months

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Somehow, my last piece involving Loki and my self insert was *not* entirely shunned.

I'm going to make you all regret enabling me.

(OC, MCU Self insert, Zacki Ubonta)

#loki #loki x oc #loki x self insert #marvel #loki laufeyson #loki odinson #self insert #my characters #fanart #digital art #art tag #zeriphi #mcu

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selfindulgentfandomstuff · 2 years

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*megamind voice* no chai tea??

(Terrible art block this is all I could manage waaaa)

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iguessigotta · 1 year

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i know, i know, this isn't anyone's request but at least i'm writing! this is another snapshot of my Avengers oc, Desmond tw: misunderstandings, choking, abuse (alluded to), bruises

“Don’t you think you’ve gone too far, brother?”

Loki lifted his head, eyes narrowing as Thor not-so-discreetly gestured towards the two chatting in the other room. Natasha sat on the couch, an arm dangling over the back of it as she spoke with Desmond, who stood behind the couch, hands in the pockets of his oversized hoodie. They both seemed perfectly happy, Desmond openly laughing; a so-far rare event. He couldn’t spot any signs of distress in his partner - another rare event. Suffice it to say, Loki was confused. What exactly had he done?

As if he could hear the question in Loki’s mind, Thor sighed and gestured again towards where Desmond stood by the couch, frowning as he spoke, “Must you….do that…to him?” Loki looked again between Thor and Desmond. He still didn’t get it. It was starting to get irritating.

“His neck, for Norns’ sake, brother,” Thor scolded, “Midgardians are much more frail than we are, I thought you of all people would remember that.”

As if on cue, Desmond lifted his head, beaming as he took a hand out of his pocket to wave at Loki. For a moment Loki didn’t understand what the hell Thor was talking about. Desmond was glowing. Loki rarely saw him look so relaxed. He returned Desmond’s silent greeting with a nod of his head and a soft smile.

And then he saw it. Desmond’s neck was bruised on both sides, slightly-reddened stripes outlined in a hazy yellow-green. It was obvious how Loki had given him those bruises. He looked back at Tho who was wearing a look of genuine concern, which in any other situation might have been nice to see.

Instead, Loki huffed out a laugh, running his hand down his face.

“That,” he said, “he asked for it.”

Had Loki taken his hand away from his face just then, he would have seen just how close he came to death - Thor was furious.

“I have forgiven you for many things, Loki, but this-”

“Thor,” Loki warned, cutting his brother off, “Think carefully before you speak-”

Thor cut Loki off in return, lowering his voice to a conspiratorial whisper, “Tell me you haven’t harmed him.”

"What - I -" Loki started automatically, stuttering a moment before he let out a breathy chuckle as he muttered to himself, “I can't believe I'm telling you this. Norns…

“Desmond specifically asked requested it,” he took a breath before he spoke again, the words tumbling out in an embarrassed rush, “As in he asked for me to bruise his neck choking him while we were - while I,” a breathy laugh, “I thought he must have been delirious - in fact I expected him to be - but he looked me in the eye and asked - no, he demanded - that I choke him until bruises bloomed all over that beautiful neck of his-"

At some point, Thor had actively stopped listening. No real harm had come to one of his favorite Midgardians, and if he tuned out quickly enough, his privacy would remain intact as well.

“I see, I misunderstood; apologies,” Thor cut his brother off once more as he turned and walked out of the room, leaving Loki standing alone, cheeks darkening with a faint dusting of blue as he replayed parts of the previous night in his mind.

“What was that about?” Desmond murmured as he wrapped his arms around Loki’s middle, leaning to rest his head on his shoulder.

Loki managed to contain his startled jump - somehow Desmond had snuck up on him. How lost in his head was he? He breathed out a sigh, wrapping an arm around Desmond to pull him close, burying his nose in his hair as he inhaled. They stood like that a moment, quiet and swaying slightly, before Loki spoke, muttering into Desmond’s hair.

“I,” he started, a dumbfounded chuckle making him pause, “I may have told my brother about your…demand…from last night.”

He felt Desmond tense up, barely moving his head out of the way as Desmond lifted his own in shock.

“You didn’t.”

“I did.”

Desmond opened his mouth to complain, but Loki silenced him with a single finger pressed against his lips. Leaning in, he spoke.

“To be fair, your neck is covered in bruises - as per your request-” Loki near-purred that last bit, grinning as he felt a shiver run down his human’s spine, “Someone was bound to get curious eventually.”

A light pink tinted Desmond’s cheeks as he stared at the face of his grinning god, lips parting a moment before letting out a breathy laugh, “I guess you’re right - we’re lucky we made it this far before anyone asked.”

Loki hummed in response, a fresh grin splitting his face, “I suppose we’ve been doubly lucky - it could have been Rogers who finally asked.”

That made Desmond laugh harder, his pained “god, could you imagine” nearly lost between gasps of air and giggles. Loki wrapped his arms around Desmond, speaking into his hair once more

“Perhaps it’s a good thing these,” he lightly ran his fingers over a sensitive spot among the bruising, relishing in the way Desmond shivered, “will be gone in another hour or so.”

“Or maybe it’s a shame,” Desmond murmured, speaking so softly Loki nearly didn’t hear him.

Loki hummed, grinning as he pulled Desmond in for a kiss that threatened to overwhelm his human, scooping him up into his arms, using his magic to move them. When Desmond opened his eyes he was greeted with the sight of Loki’s bedroom.

“Well,” he shuddered as Loki stood behind him, breathy voice in his ear, “perhaps we should make sure that doesn’t happen.”

#immortalwinterfrost #loki x oc #loki fluff #the hero fuse #marvel x oc #loki x transmasc oc #tbh desmond is a self insert ahaha #so #loki x self insert #marvel x self insert #self insert #this is entirely self indulgent #no kids allowed #these are also being posted on my Ao3 #let me know if u want the link #no beta we die like men

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nerdwhoauthorinserts · 1 year

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I'll warm you up - Bloki

Possible trigger warnings?: -N/A

Genre: Fluff

Context/Synopsis: Loki tries to wake up Blake one winter morning, only to find that Blake... isn't entirely there right now.

Characters featured: -Copycat, the Cat Sith. Aka: Just barely awake in this story. -Loki, God of Mischief/Outcasts. Aka: The one that I'm constantly rotating in my gay little brain. -(Mentioned)Thor, God of Thunder and Oak trees.

Notes: Apparently, this type of thing happens to me a lot, but I rarely remember it. According to some, I've even gotten into full-on arguments with people before, but I'll usually go right back to sleep, so-

The gentle snow fell beyond the window as wind whistled against its pane; frost obscured the outside and caused its glass to appear similar to a kaleidoscope lense. The bedroom, warm and inviting, was all too alluring.

Blake slept in the warmth and comfort of the soft sheets, carefree in his dreams. Hovering close by was the god of mischief he adored: Loki. They watched him sleep, an eyebrow raised as they examined his still-sleeping form. It was useless to try waking Blake. He could sleep through a plane crash; Loki would find it impressive if it wasn’t also worrying.

Loki was forced to wait for him to wake up. It was awkward sometimes, especially when he’d sleep longer than Loki expected. But in the end, this heavy sleeping didn’t bother them much. Loki was already well-acquainted with this type of heavy sleeping, anyway. His brother, Thor, was almost as bad as Blake was. Though Thor didn’t have as many issues with keeping his sleep schedule consistent, but Loki couldn’t blame Blake for that. Blake was simply wired to be nocturnal, not too unnatural for some midguardians.

Loki was positive Blake would awake early, though. ‘I made sure he went to sleep early,’ Loki thought. ‘Surely, he’ll awake soon.’

Sure enough, they watched Blake stretch, letting out a little groan.

Loki chuckled as Blake pulled the covers over his head. “Good morning, darling.”

Loki pulled the covers away. “No…” Blake’s mourning voice was deep and rough, making his plea for more sleep stick out further in the quiet.

“No?” Loki asked. Blake responded with a hum, not even opening his eyes. “Well, you must wake up regardless, darling.” Loki caressed Blake’s cheek, his stubble juxtaposing his soft skin. Blake hummed again, leaning into Loki’s touch as his brows furrowed.

“You’re cold.” Blake slurred, eyes still shut. Loki raised a brow. “Let’s sleep some more,” Blake’s voice trailed off for a moment, then he took Loki’s wrist. “I’ll warm you up.”

Loki couldn’t help but feel confused. It was true, Loki was cold, but they were always cold. Loki was a frost giant, after all. It might not have confused him if Blake hadn’t known about their heritage, but he did.

“You will… what?” Loki couldn’t help but chuckle at the ridiculous statement.

“I’ll warm you up…” He trailed off again, “You’re tired too, I can tell.” With how much he was trailing off and slurring his words, Loki almost felt like he wasn’t awake.

Then it clicked. “Ah, this is that ‘confusional arousal’ you talked about, isn’t it?” Blake hummed again, pulling on Loki’s arm, trying to get them to lie with him. “I suppose I’ll be waiting longer to wake you, won’t I?”

“Yeah.” Blake murmured, “Let’s sleep.” Loki shook their head as his mouth curled into a smile.

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i-am-true-believer · 4 months

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Just a small reminder today: it's okay if getting up was too hard. It's okay if the dishes in the sink piled up and are now overwhelming. It's okay if it's hard to get laundry done or make dinner. It's okay if the simple and mundane things in life seem insurmountable right now.

One day they won't be. One day you'll wake up and be able to get everything done. For now take it in bite-sized pieces and reward yourself for every little victory. Life is hard enough without being cruel to ourselves over things we struggle with.

Be kind to yourself, give yourself the same amount of understanding and grace you give others. Know that you are loved, you are important and you matter.

From the fellow fanfic addict who scrolls Tumblr looking for escape, who still cries when she's overwhelmed by life, who's learning to take things one day at a time. You are not alone and I believe in you. No matter who you are, I promise I do.

I hope tomorrow is better than today. If there's an infinite number of universes, then there's so many where you are so loved by the characters you love, imperfections and all.

❤️💛 True 💛❤️

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siennafrxst · 2 months

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🎄₊ ⊹ ~֒ a christmas surprise

pairing: loki laufeyson x female reader

universe: mcu (marvel cinematic universe)

word count: 0.5k words

cw: domestic christmas fluff

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The house is filled with Christmas decorations — ornaments on the artificial tree, luminous lights hanging from the ceiling, and instrumental Christmas melodies surrounding the room — all part of your surprise. Loki claims that he has never celebrated Christmas, however, you, on the other hand, has never missed one day of it. You wanted Loki to experience the warm and merry feelings that fill your heart as you celebrate the iconic holiday.

Suddenly, the entrance door creaks open, causing you to turn towards the sudden disturbance. You smile warmly when your eyes lay on the god of mischief stepping into the house.

“Merry Christmas, love.” You get up from the couch, heading in Loki’s direction.

As Loki closes the door behind him, he admires the unusual additions his girlfriend added to their house. It was nothing he had ever laid his eyes on before. “Darling, what is all this? I thought I already explained this to you on multiple occasions—I do not participate in the celebration of Christmas.”

When he meets your gaze, you promptly respond to his question. “I know, but, I just wanted you to have the opportunity to experience this holiday. Even if it’s just this one time.” You place your hands on the side of his arms, rubbing them gently.

He smiles gratefully at you, seemingly delighted with this unexpected surprise. “Oh, alright. I guess it wouldn’t hurt to try. Especially since you participate in the damn thing.”

You chuckle lightly at his response, relieved and thrilled that you get to spend this Christmas with the person who matters the most in your life.

“So, how shall we begin? I heard that you receive presents. I sincerely hope that presents are involved.”

You giggle at his amusement. “Yes, in fact, there are giving and receiving of gifts. But, we’re still going to do that later.”

Loki frowns at you, giving you a disappointed look. “But that’s the only reason why I’m interested in the absurd holiday!”

“Aww, be patient, love. I promise you that we’ll get there later.”

“How about we do it now?”

“Loki, no!”

“Okay, fine.” 3… 2… 1. “Now?”

“Really, Loki?”

Suddenly, Loki leans in for a quick yet passionate kiss, not even letting you kiss him back. He pulls away, leaving you in shock.

“Now?”

You glare at him flustered and surprised, completely unable to respond from the sudden kiss.

“Darling, I need you functioning to be able to answer me.”

You finally let out a sigh, staring at your desperate boyfriend. He was the God of Mischief, after all — with a touch of romance that only you got to enjoy.

“Okay, how about this: we drink some hot chocolate by the fireplace, maybe listen to some Christmas songs, and then we can get to the gifts. Sound good to you?”

“Hmm.. fine. But no more any longer than that.”

“Okay, I promise.”

You both grin at one another, embracing each other’s presence. You lean in for a tender kiss, Loki finally letting you kiss him back. Your arms instinctivelu wrap around his neck as he pulls you in from the waist.

As you pull away, you connect your foreheads together, silently treasuring this special moment and the moments to come after.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, my princess.”

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found this old fic lying around (in fact it was my first ever loki fanfic), so I decided to post it bc I’m running out of content.

likes and reblogs are vv appreciated.

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thescentofrainonstone · 2 months

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It's the voice. It's what He says YOU and only YOU directly into your ears.

Or "fanfics, audios and self esteem building"

Let me explain.

There's an addendum to be had on the matter of where we go for escapism, when it's stories or fanfics that then become books if that experience of disappointment in current life, frustration and longing is shared enough (like in the case of twilight and fifth shades).

I seem the only one vocally noticing when one writes a self insert is because of their need ultimately to feel special, chosen by the character for whatever reason is desirable to them (usually tall, dark, handsome, immortal or thereabout and wealthy but not ostentatiously because money exists as preventative from problems).

But what hit me recently, and admitedly late, relates to audio. And the baldur's gate 3 people who fell hook line and sinker for Astarion might probably back me up on this because from what I understand, as someone who hasn't played and doesn't even know the game but got still hit by the way the pale elf got into the zeitgeist (at least of nerdy people whl play d&d old fashionably around a table monthly) is that most of the heavy lifting and heart throbbing is due to the work of Astarion's voice actor Neil Newbon.

Now, audio is a peculiar thing, go check out GoneWildAudio on Reddit and see for yourself the quite literal mind🦆it can be to have someone, speaking in your ear, addressing YOU and then go convince your brain that is *not* an actual human referring, adoring, and talking to YOU.

First: audio recordings have been around a little over 150 years. So in a way you'd think we haven't evolved to understand the difference between a recording and someone there who really whispers in your own ear.

But then again, film shocked the first time they saw the locomotive but nowadays no one would dream what's in their TV is actually part of their surroundings. And to that I argue: audio has no frame. Nothing physically breaks the illusion like the screen and its separation from your actual surroundings.

Audio doesn't have that. Put on headphones, close your eyes and with a good quality equipment (or binaural) it's freaky what audio can give the impression to your brain that's going on.

Now personal vulnerability moment: years ago I went into a rabbit hole that led me to the work of a certain GWA Voice Artist. I was writing a paper and supposedly "researching and studying" like a good observer of the human condition when I suddenly found myself nothing short of addicted to sound in the form of their very unique specific voice. to the point I took it upon myself to try and understand what kind of ton of bricks hit a performer when they share something seemingly personal and vulnerable... Via audio. Which as said above, doesn't have a defined frame that separates it from how our brains differentiate everything else that affects any of our other senses in reality. Let's just say that I realised the experience of someone whose voice presented male is vastly different from someone like me whose voice was coded femme. And that's because cishet men don't know how to respectfully interact with the subject of their porn. At least that's what I saw in my brief but intense experience as a virtual sex worker, basically.

But beside the point: voice and sound create such a good illusion because of how many more human facets come through with timbre, every breath intake, every exhale, all those imperfection that communicate "human".

Now here's where it gets tricky: there is an agreement on the swoon-worthiness of words spoken to YOU about YOU in Your ear. How "unique, amazing, exceptional, beyond whatever he dared to imagine You are, how You affect his entire world and way to see at every human after you who doesn't hold a candle to your being". Which reflects in the popularity of audio and I suspect justifies the success of Astarion beyond the video game world like, to my knowledge, no character had breached before.

But.

What struck me is one specific effect Audio has on people, and I mean beyond the physical effect of the rightfully horniness. I refer to:

self-confidence.

Please consider this an invitation to confirm or deny, but after spending days, listening to a voice telling you how amazing, and special, and sexy you are, how crazy you drive him/her/them and how they only have eyes for you, don't you start to walk a little bit taller? Head a little bit higher? Hips a little bit swayer?

And this is to say: I don't think most people have the ability to do that for themselves, to write themselves into self inserts and yet being able to praise themselves like they clearly yearn to. And audio then becomes I guess like you're masturbating with someone else's hand voice?

Btw: again kudos to fanfic writers in the Astarion realm because at least they are a step ahead the last fandom I checked and if not praising their self insert enough (ever for me, but maybe I'm just a praise slut) they definitely spend more time in the pale elf's head than I ever witnessed in the last twenty or so years I've read (and occasionally written but I will forever deny under torture) Fanfiction

In this air, if you are looking to disconnect from reality with amazing heartfelt smut go check our @again-please and @fangswbenefits ❤️❤️❤️

#fanfiction #astarion #gonewildaudio #self esteem #self confidence #self insert #astarion x tav #astarion x reader #essay writing #sex worker #fanfic #loki audio

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mewi-or-lara · 1 year

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I found a new way how I love to draw and I want to practice on it more. It's sketchy and messy but I love how it looks.

I still look for a job, and I need to make savings. So if you can help me, it'd be great! Reblogs are appreciated too 💜

I accept payment with FanTalks or Boosty (you can pay with PayPal)

UPD: CURRENT PRICE LIST IS IN THE PINNED POST. THIS ONE IS OUTDATED

#commissions #signal boost #sketch commission #cheap commissions #emergency commission #fma #fullmetal alchemist #mineblr #mcu oc #marvel oc #loki x oc #f/o community #self insert x canon #oc x canon

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rantingsofthehumanmind · 1 year

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A Diamond in The Rough

SFW (Yandere!Loki x Plus Size!Reader)

Part 2

If you are uncomfortable with yandere content do not proceed with this post

There's an intense pressure present in the air between you and Loki as you two sat across from each other in a cafe near his apartment, one of his chose of course. A soft thanks to the cashier sends them rushing back to the counter from the awkward silence.

You let out a yawn as Loki pulls out his phone probably typing away to one of his business partners. Or maybe was it his mother? Insulting you no less about the outfit you chose today while she tells him that he worries too much.

You're chewing your lip at the thought when Loki sighs, "Despite this being only a simple cafe I'd aspect some decorum from you."

"You call me after a week of silence and start with an underhanded insult how very like you," you roll your eyes and pick up the drink scrunching your nose up at the smell. "This is not what I ordered."

"Of course, I had them replace it with something more fitting." Loki smiles to himself as he takes a sip from his drink. "But in my defense you were the one who cut off contact with me"

Great. You place the drink down and take a deep breath, "Do you remember anything before that?"

"Other than being a gentleman and all around perfect boyfriend? Nothing."

Leaning into the table tou talk in a low tone to not catch the attention of anyone in the cafe. "Loki, I'm not in a joking mood. I meet one of your business partners for the first time and you tell them I'm you're assistant? Are you that much of an asshole? Do you not respect me."

"You were not looking up to par when we met," Loki shrugs. "Don't worry I'll clear everything up once we fix a few things."

"What things?"

"Well." He waves a hand at you. "While my family and I are accepting of how you look I can't really say others will. But dear just know I only say this from the bottom of my heart, I care.

Your face feels hot as you hold back tears, "Loki, am I some kind of embrassment to you. Do you even love me? Hell do you even like me? What was the point of us even being together."

Loki's cold slender hands offer no little comfort as he pets your cheek, "You my love are the most precious jewel to me. And as so you must be polished so the world can see it too. Don't you agree? I'm simply doing my best to give you the life you deserve, you should be grateful."

Grateful. Maybe he's right, he bought you expensive gifts. Treats you nicely, introduced you to his parents despite your lower status. It makes sense to try and form yourself into something worth his time. But what about those nights where he said he loved you just as you were. Kissing your scars, tracing your stretchlines... Was that all a lie?

You're gentle when you remove his hand from your cheek and offer a small smile. "Yes, let me be grateful for everything you've done for me. Starting with this drink here."

Picking up the cold drink you take off the lid and drop the contents on his head, making sure it poured down onto his expensive suit. You stand pulling out your wallet and tossing the emergency card he given you. "Loki Laufeyson, I never want to see your face again. We're done, fuck you and fuck whatever this was."

The chair scratches at the tile as you stand and ignore the chatter from the other cafe guests but Loki grabs at your wrist before you can pull away.

Wiping away the hair sticking on his face and you're hit with his bright green eyes with an intensity you’ve never seen before. "You're making a big mistake, darling. If you say sorry I might still forgive you."

It's a struggle to get out of his grip but you yank your arm free, feeling the pain from his tight grip. "I don't need forgiveness I just want you to be gone from my life."

You walk out the cafe feeling vindicated clutching your bag and refusing to look back. But the throb of your wrist and the look Loki gave you leaves an unsettling feeling in your heart.

#yandere #loki x reader #yandere loki laufeyson #chubby reader #plus size reader #yandere insert #reader insert #x reader #self insert #i write i cri

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furrst · 21 days

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Nightmares

Reader has a nightmare, and Mobius is there to comfort them.

Wordcount: 769

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Panic swelled heavy in your chest as you sat up in bed, a rush of thoughts and fear swallowing you whole.

Looking around, you realized it was only a nightmare. That usually calmed you, but not this time. It was too close to a memory, a distortion of something already terrible to think about.

You looked to the man next to you. The slow rise and fall of his chest gave you some semblance of peace, but it wasn't enough.

You hated to do this, but with a shaky hand, slowly you reached for his shoulder. “Mobius?” You spoke barely above a whisper. “Mobius?” A little louder this time, a small shake of his shoulder.

This caused a stir, and you couldn't lose your confidence now. With one more gentle shake of his shoulder and mutter of his name, you saw his eyes flutter open in the darkness.

“Honey? Are you okay?” Mobius asked, voice gruff from sleep but worry ever present in his tone.

“Yeah! I just- I had another nightmare, and I..” You stammered off, looking down at your still shaking hands.

“Oh bunny, come here.” Mobius lifted the covers from his side and held his arms open wide.

Quickly, you scooted as close to him as you could manage before curling up against his chest. One hand held you tight against his body while the other stroked a gentle pattern up and down your back.

“I can feel your heart beating out of your chest. Wanna talk about it?” Pressing a kiss to your hairline, he took a deep breath to breathe you in.

You shook your head. “Not really- Not now, maybe tomorrow.”

“That's okay, just rest. I'm right here.” Though your heart beat heavy in your ears, you could hear the honesty and love in his voice.

Trying your best to calm your racing thoughts, you took the deepest breaths you could. Mobius always smelt so wonderful, like clean blankets and a faint hint of his favorite cologne.

But more than the smell of him, his heartbeat was what really made you feel at home. The gentle thumping against your cheek, the proof that you were away from your dreams, that you were safe in Mobius’ arms.

Soon enough, your shaking began to fade and your breathing started coming more easily. You had to focus on Mobius completely, afraid to let your thoughts wander. It wasn't a bad point to focus on, though.

“You still awake?” Mobius whispered, barely audible.

You looked up at him, but you could only really make out his silhouette. “Yeah, I can't sleep just yet.”

“Good, I had an idea I need to tell you about.” He shifted so his face was level with yours. “I was thinking- After your last nightmare I was looking up remedies, and I didn't find anything concrete. But, I did find a whole website about these weighted stuffed animals. They're even scented to soothe you. What'd'ya think?”

You smiled, hand coming to rest on his cheek. “Mobius, are you asking me if I'd like another plushie? You know I could never say no to that.”

Mobius smiled back at you with a small, crooked grin that you could barely see in the dark. “Say no more, I'll help you pick out one tomorrow.”

Leaning forward to close the distance, you placed a small kiss on Mobius lips, mustache ever-so-lightly tickling your sensitive skin. Nose brushing against yours when you pulled back, air shared between the two of you.

“Thank you.” You whispered.

“For what?”

“For being you. I really, really love you.”

He chuckled, and butterflies erupted in your tummy. “I love you more, bunny.”

When you laid your head back against his pillow, you finally felt that peace had returned to you. You rested in the feeling, hoping it would really and truly reach your bones.

You stayed close to Mobius, curled up tightly in his arms. When you were on the brink of sleep, you let out a heavy sigh.

“You okay?” Mobius' voice was heavy with sleep, but he still had to check on you, and to make sure you fell back asleep before he did.

“I'm okay, I just… I really hope that website has an elephant plushie.”

Mobius laughed. “Don't worry, honey, I'll find you one.”

A smile rested on your lips, and that was the last thing you remember hearing that night. When you finally fell back asleep, it was happily a dreamless sleep. Just comforting darkness until you felt gentle kisses on your shoulder waking you up in the early morning sunlight of the next day.

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zeriphi · 4 months

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"Did you really make variants of your OC for every Loki-" Yes. That thing exactly.

(OC, MCU Self Insert Zacki Udonta Party Thor universe Variant)

#loki #jotun loki #marvel #marvel what if #mcu #loki laufeyson #loki odinson #fanart #digital art #art tag #zeriphi #loki x oc #my characters #self insert

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selfindulgentfandomstuff · 1 year

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Avengers vs Ragnarok outfits for Elsie and Loki!!

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Elsie Anders (left): they/he

Loki Laufeyson (right): he/she/they

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agent-whiskeys-sweetheart · 11 months

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Marvel Preferences - With A Gamer GF

Bucky - Bucky is a bit of a classic gamer. He can handle an arcade game like no one you’ve ever seen. When you introduce him to the world of at home gaming he is very intrigued. The first few times you show him he simply sits back and watches happily. He enjoys seeing you in your element. Later he asks if he can try. You gladly give up the controller, watching him pick up the game like a fish to water. He’s so good at it. However, he still prefers the classics. So after that he’d rather just sit and watch and go to the arcade from time to time.

Loki - At first Loki finds your games quite silly. When he sees you playing and you explain to him what you’re doing he would turn his nose up a bit. “Games are for children.” He comments absentmindedly before leaving the room. However he couldn’t help but watch one night and what he saw really impressed him. You moved through the levels with such ease and comfortability that he couldn’t help but stay to watch. After that night, he was hooked. He never wants to play with you but he’s become quite fond of watching. He even praises you often when you beat a level or achieve a task.

Tony - Tony is a bit of a gamer himself. Not nearly as in depth as you but he knows his way around a controller. He used to love first person shooters. He was actually quite good at them too. However, after what happened in New York he’s been a bit skittish around the more violent games. It feels too immersive sometimes. That’s when you introduce him to some cozier games. He finds that he enjoys gaming much more when there’s not so much pressure. He really likes Minecraft. He could sit there and build with you for hours. The two of you now have a standing Minecraft date every Friday night.

Steve - Steve is super confused by your games at first. When he sees the high definition graphics and the complex set of tasks he’s kind of blown away, commenting how impressive it is that you can keep track of everything. Wanting to immerse him in your favorite pastime you try to warm him up to playing with you. The first time he actually gets a bit frustrated when he can’t figure it out. However, pretty soon he picks it up and plays with you from time to time. Now you switch off between watching and playing, finding it a delightful way to spend time together. Although he doesn’t admit it, he’d much rather just watch you play rather than picking up a controller for himself.

Frank - Frank is actually a big gamer himself. He loves to relax on the couch at the end of a tough week and mindlessly play a violent video game. It wasn’t until he met you that he discovered other types of games. He’s warmed up to other genres although his favorite is still the classic first person shooters. The two of you always find time to curl up together and play a game. He’s very lovey when you’re playing together. He’ll usually have you situated between his legs, wrapping his arms around your waist as he maneuvers the controller. It’s his favorite when you play shooter games with him. There’s something about seeing you so expertly handle a gun in game that just does something to him. He loves gaming even more after meeting you. Something about that time together is very special to him.

Stephen - Stephen does not game. He finds the whole notion kind of below him. He would never deny you something that made you happy though. So he does try. There have been a handful of occasions where he’s sat and watched you play although in all instances he ended up falling asleep on the couch. There have also been a handful of times when you’ve both played together. He indulges you just because he loves you so much but it’s not something that happens very often. When it does he usually quits within an hour, finding some excuse to be done early. He’d much rather just leave you to yourself when you’re gaming, letting you do what makes you happy without any kind of interruption.

Vision - Vision is naturally a whiz at games. It’s not his favorite hobby but there are definitely times when he is in the mood to game with you. He likes puzzle games the best. Anything that engages the mind. He loves watching you work out the complex rules and steps in order to win. Your intelligence is incredibly attractive to him so seeing your beautiful sexy brain in action is absolutely peak for him. Although for him, a good majority of the games you play are somewhat boring to him since he finds them so simple. His favorite moments are when he is cooking dinner and can watch you playing your game from the kitchen as he works. It’s the perfect amount of stimulation and entertainment for him. He’d much rather do that.

Druig - Druig does like to game with you. He gets very competitive when he does though. Part of you loves it and part of you hates it. It doesn’t matter what the game is, he can always find a way to make a competition out of it. If you’re playing a first person shooter, he’ll bet you he can kill more bad guys than you. If it’s a puzzle game, he guarantees he can solve the puzzle faster than you. If it’s a farming game, he’s sure that he’ll grow more crops than you do. It’s all in a joking spirit though. He never actually means to compete with you. He just finds your huffy little reactions quite entertaining. It’s especially fun when you get into the spirit of it with him, trying to beat him at whatever challenge he’s given you at that moment.

Dane - Dane is really bad at games but he’s got the spirit. It’s always so delightful when you watch him playing a game. It’s never frustrating or hindering. You just patiently guide him through the tasks, watching intently as he completes them one at a time. You find that farming games are really good to play with him. He’s better at those than any other kind of game. You just give him one task at a time. As he completes a task he’ll happily ask what he can do next. It’s kind of funny sometimes but you would never tell Dane how bad he is. You just keep letting him think he’s a game whiz and enjoying his company as the two of you play together. It’s also nice when he scoots close by your side and links arms with you as you play.

@buckyhoney @paintballkid711 @the-mechanical-angel @readsalot73 @roxypeanut @sheerfreesia007 @ahopelessromanticwritersworld @balenciagabucky @fireinmoonshot @greenorangevioletgrass @star-spangled-man @unearthlydust @crispyimagines17 @clints-lucky-arrow @waspswidows

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nerdwhoauthorinserts · 2 years

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Incorrect quotes #29

Loki, making tea: So, what did you do today?

Copycat, Idly drinking a smoothie: Oh, the usual stuff. Went to the grocery store and restocked the apples, Bought an extra sweater, stopped at the arcade and played a couple games, and got a smoothie on my way back.

Loki: A slow day, hmm?

Copycat: Yeah...

Copycat: Oh! And I found out there's this group of people who have a cult worshiping me, that was pretty cool.

Loki: Oh, really? That's- *Processing*

Loki, turning to face him: What?

Copycat: Yeah, that underground rave club doubles as a cult meet-up place apparently, and I found out some people started a cult worshiping me, it was cool.

Loki: ... Please tell me you said something to them.

(Awkward silence)

Copycat, nervously: I mean, who am I to tell people what they can and cannot believe in, right?

(Another pause)

Loki, deadpan: They gave you that necklace, didn't they?

Copycat: Dude, it's not just me! You're my partner, they're worshiping you, too!

Loki: That isn't the point-!

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letstalkaboutshtufff · 2 years

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Twisted Love Masterlist 🖤💚

Summary: Over the years tensions between Asgard and Valheim had continued to rise. In the hope's of establishing peace, the kings arranged a political marriage between their two children, Loki of Asgard and Y/N of Valheim. Everything seemed to be going smoothly until she decided to run away before the wedding. And now you, her personal servant was forced to take her place...

Prologue

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Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

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