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cherriiramen · 7 months

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I feel like Thor and Loki would communicate more genuinely with body language than words, and that they did it so often that no other than themselves understand what each gesture means.

I imagine that Loki’s pride held him back from ever venting or admitting something was wrong. He HATED opening up. And you know what he loathed even more? That he WANTED to open up to Thor.

That Thor was really the only being who’d sit and listen. He hated that Thor still stood by his side after everything, because at one point, he felt he no longer deserved that sacred sanctuary he felt himself enveloped in whenever Thor was around.

But even so, he wished he had the words to speak to him. So he was blessed with the very rare gift of having someone like Thor, who, despite his sheer bluntness, learned to understand him through the simplest of gestures; eye contact. Loki’s eyes always spoke more than his words. They weren’t always twinkling with that little mischievous gleam, not even if he tried to cover it up. Almost like his mouth was saying one thing, and his eyes tried to say another.

Loki needn’t say a word; one simple look? Boom.

They’d sit alone, in a comfortable silence. Loki would try and fumble for words, but his tongue fails him and he falls silent again. Thor would just smile knowingly and wrap an arm around his back. He’d give Loki the freedom of speaking, and knowing him well, it was rare for Loki to go ahead and spit it out. But Thor never pushed it. He knew Loki only spoke when he was comfortable enough, so he didn’t want to embarrass him away from it.

Instead, he acted casual. Just a little softer. Have a little conversation far from the subject.

Thor would sometimes secretly act exaggeratedly blunt or stupid, just to get a laugh or a sarcastic remark out of Loki. And as much as Loki did his best to seem irritated, in times like these, he was always resisting the urge to smile.

And you know what? In those few minutes, the bitter memories of their complex relationship would wither away with the wind.

#Thorki #thor x loki #Thor odinson #thor ragnorak #thor 2011 #loki laufeyson #loki odinson #the avengers #marvel #Thorki headcanons #loki headcanons #thor headcanon #this post wasn’t supposed to be this long #I’ve been thinking too much of them I need sleep 😭#they <33 #cherrii.txt

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ynyaan · 1 year

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𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙣𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩 ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 | 𝐋𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 ࣪𖤐

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | ♕

𝙇𝙤𝙠𝙞 𝙭 𝙎𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙮!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 | 𝙂𝙣!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 / 𝙁𝙚𝙢!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

Summary: Loki and (y/n) are in the library, the reader falls asleep on Loki.

.ᐟ 𝙁𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙤𝙣

It was a silent afternoon for Loki. It was a rare silence he enjoyed on a rare afternoon. He was in the Asgardian library, one where only the sons of Odin were allowed. Books were laid on every wall, a gold color shone thru the huge clear windows. The flipping of paper could only be heard throughout the whole room.

"Loki? It's (y/n). May I sit beside you?" A face appears behind a bookshelf. A slight annoyance frowns upon Loki's face. How does a mere human call for a seat with the God of Mischief? "How are you even here? I told the guards not to let a single soul in, for that matter." Loki said without even looking at you. You sit beside him anyway, disregarding his annoyed tone, clearly wanting to be left alone.

"I don't see you here often. That's an interesting book you picked up there." You say, trying to lighten the God's mood. You silently read the words on the front of the book, 'The history of Asgard.'

"Yes, I am not here often, which is precisely why I want to be left alone." Loki clicked his tongue. You sighed and laid your head on his shoulder. "Honestly, do you ever not get tired of being hostile?" You say softly.

"Get off me, woman." Even though Loki says it harshly, he could simply push you off–yet he didn't. "Mm." You hum in response.

Both of you silently sat there for a while. Once again, only the flipping of pages could be heard. After a while, Loki finally closes the book, intending to get up. He realizes that you are not moving from his actions.

"(y/n)?" He asks. He looks at you, your eyes were shut and inanimate. Loki sighs and leans back to his original position. He didn't want to wake you up, but he didn't want to waste time here, either. He contemplated on what to do—he settled on waiting for you to wake up.

...

"WHERE COULD THAT DAMN BOOK BE!?" A boom echoed through the library as the doors were forcefully pushed open.

"You ought to keep your mouth shut, brother."

Thor looked through the bookshelves to find his brother, Loki, resting his head on you as you rested your head on his shoulders.

Thor pursed his lips close, "Apologies, brother." And silently walked away. Leaving you and Loki alone.

Unfortunately, you were awoken by the God of Thunder's voice. "Ugh, what time is it?" Your eyes flutter open, blinking once, you look to your side to find Loki's eyebrows bridged together and his arms crossed comfortably as his body leaned on you.

"I still do not understand how humans could be so vulnerable in their state of rest." He blurted out as he looked away. "Did..did I fall asleep on you? Why didn't you wake me up?" You inquired, a knot in your stomach beginning to turn.

"Do not ask me such insignificant questions." He stood up and walked away—leaving you on the cold floor, but surprisingly you felt all too warm.

𝙒𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙥𝙖𝙙: Star (@_ynyaan) ───⋆⋅☆⋅⋆── 𝐼'𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓁𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇 <𝟥

#loki fanfic #protective #loki x y/n #loki fluff #loki of asgard #mcu loki #loki x reader #gn!reader #gn!y/n #gn! <3 #loki x female reader #fem reader #fem!reader #loki is hot #loki laufeyson #loki fanfiction #loki imagine #loki x you #sleep fic

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infinityinakiss · 6 months

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how is it that mobius can clock that loki liked sylvie in 30 seconds, but CAN'T SEE WHEN LOKI IS LOOKING AT HIM WITH THE MOST INSANE HEART EYES?

#rewatching season 1 rn and i am flabbergasted #also mobius is so hurt baby girl in episode 4 of season 1 #he's all my boyfriend lied to me so he's gonna sleep on the couch tonight #loki #loki season 2 #loki series #loki laufeyson #loki x mobius #lokius #mobius

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valiantphantomangel · 23 days

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Insomnia

You were sitting by the indoor pool that Tony had built for you after he discovered that it helped you with your insomnia or stress relief. There was something about hearing water and the strange sense of peace that came with it that just always calmed you down.

Which is why you were there, late at night, sitting on the ground with your arms wrapped around your knees and head laying on top of your knees as you stared at the water.

It was one of those nights again, where your thoughts were just so loud and overwhelming that you just couldn't sleep, let alone rest without a sense of worry.

You were so deep in your thoughts that you didn't hear Loki entering the pool area until he sat next to you.

"Can't sleep?" He asked softly as he looked over at you.

You just gave him a nod in response.

"I get that, I had nightmares for a long time when I escaped from Thanos his mind control, My brother always brought me near a lake as well since it was the only way he could calm me down" Loki said as he carefully wrapped his arm around your shoulders and pulled you into him.

You sigh before melting into his embrace, cuddling into his side.

A soft spidering sensation crawled up your sides and a giggle slipped from your lips before looking up at him with a deadpan expression.

"Sorry darling but you look like you need a good laugh" Loki said with a mischief grin before turning your so your back was flush against his chest and dug into your sides.

A shriek of laughter and you twist around "LokiHIHIHIHI STOPHAHAHHA ITHIHIHI"!

"No can do dove when you're this adorable it's impossible to stop" he smirked and buried his head in your neck blowing a raspberry "Nom nom nom"

"DAMNITHAHAHHAHA"! you screamed over your own laughter and squirm around in his grip.

"Now now no need to curse" he scolded you playfully as he traced your hip bones before leaning over and giving your knees a squeeze.

You kicked out and threw your head back against his chest, after multiple raspberries your laughter turned silent and Loki stopped.

He looked down at you with a soft smile and cuddled you into his chest "Are you alright?"

"Yeah i- thank you Loki" you said softly with a sleepy smile on your face.

"No problem Love"

And after a few minutes you finally fell asleep in Loki's warm embrace and water trickling down into the pool, you had the most peaceful sleep in a very long time

#tickle fic #marvel tickle #lee!reader #ticklish!reader #ticklish ribs #ler!loki #insomnia #trouble sleeping #swimming pool #loki fluff #loki god of mischief #loki laufeyson #teen reader

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billionsofrats · 4 months

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The “cathedral at the end of time” is not actually outside of time

Here’s why

Time is what stops everything from happening all at once. The timeline is sorta like a YouTube video. It has a start and a finish, but it never really stops. You can go back and rewatch it as many times as you like. If the sacred timeline actually had a set “present” that would mean there would be no timeline, and once the present reached the end of all time, the timeline would just stop. Thus, completely ruining the point of a timeline. If the Cathedral at the End of Time was really outside of time, everything inside it would happen all at once. But it doesn’t, so clearly the cathedral follows some sort of time path/has a timeline. In fact, it either

has its own branch of time/seperate timeline on which it operates, and Loki and Sylvie managed to get to it, or

It operates on the sacred timeline, which I think makes more sense, because He Who Remains said that the timeline follows a path, and that he knows what happens in the future (to an extent). Now I can only assume what he means by “seeing the future” is “seeing the future of the sacred timeline” because, well, that’s pretty much the only future that wasn’t getting pruned at the time. And he saw the future of what would happen inside the cathedral, which means the cathedral is probably on the sacred timeline.

Now, to tackle another problem/loophole in the Loki series: they can see the timeline. As in, see the timeline as a physical thing. Part of the whole point of the timeline is that it is a��time, not a space. From a window in the TVA, you can see the timeline, hell, they even shot a harpoon rope thing into it to pull Loki out of it. That’s?? What???

In fact, this causes a number of problems regarding the TVA too. While Mobius said that time worked differently in the TVA, not that the TVA was outside time, it is clearly not on the sacred timeline, because from the TVA, you can see the sacred timeline. In fact, you can also see the sacred timeline from the Cathedral at the End of Time, which I already said was probably part of the sacred timeline. So that means it’s not part of the sacred timeline, and must be its own branch, or even seperate timeline. But the whole point of the He Who Remains was to avoid more than one timeline!

So, to conclude, I have explored and deconstructed the Loki TV show, answering none of my original questions, and have simultaneously deeply confused myself. And probably you. Thank you for coming to my ted talk.

#loki laufeyson #loki #loki series #loki season 2 #mcu loki #Criticising the Loki tv show past reasonable measure (I still enjoy the show)#Mobius #mobius m mobius #marvel character universe #mcu #I write this instead of sleeping #loki spoilers #<<< I forgot to add the spoilers tag but here it is

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moony-buckets · 4 months

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOKI

I can't believe I've dedicated almost 8 years to this mans fandom... Anyways-

Such cat energy like:

Loki: *meets new person* so you've chosen death. *summons daggers like cat claws*

He is SUCH A DIVA

*proceeds to magik*

Help me I'm dying in fan girl

Ok that's all! Have a wonderful night!

#loki #loki series #thor ragnarok #thor dark world #loki laufeyson #comfort character #bi and proud #guys I'm not gonna sleep lol imma just scroll through Tumblr all night lmao

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misspoetree · 2 years

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Seeing morally gray characters just sitting there and reading gives my introverted book-loving ass SO many emotions. Like help.

#I'm back from sleep to spam some more 😌#yes I called Vegas a morally gray character what you're gonna do about it #because we're finally on our way for that transformation now 🙌🏻#give me characters that love reading or give me death #vegas theerapanyakul #loki #kang yohan #kinnporsche #the devil judge #loki laufeyson #kinnporche the series #kinnporsche ep11 #morally gray characters with their little books #kinnporsche × the devil judge × loki parallel #tdj #book lover #reading

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ameliariddle · 10 days

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falling asleep every night to the sound of his voice is heavenly ❤️

https://youtu.be/IjkwMukGQw4?si=nhnrIsaM755UD_k2

https://youtu.be/QCWsvD-SrLU?si=_m3HLojxr74UEe5J

https://youtu.be/17Z50EMIBd8?si=rEqo7VZplH6MaHQo

#loki #loki laufeyson #loki ragnarok #lovers #loki series #lokius #love #i need sleep #sleeping #husband

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god-of-sillyness · 3 months

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What if I just became bitchier…like what would you all do.

#nothing bc u have no authority over me #I’m just SAYING #im bored #I dont fucking sleep ever #loki agent of asgard #mcu rp #godofsilly #loki laufeyson #mcu #marvel #marvel rp

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lokisgoodgirl · 2 years

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hi!!I was wondering if you could write something...just an idea i have... been thinkin about a tiny bit ha.

Do you know the game 7 minutes of heaven they play in parties in movies? Well loki + reader + that game i think would be hot eek.i really like how you write touching scenes, is that weird??

I do know that game...😏 I hope this is satisfactory lovely anon!

(and absolutely not, I appreciate your appreciation for the 'touching scenes'😂)

A link to my Masterlist is HERE

SEVEN MINUTES

The door was pushed closed with a soft click as laughter came in snatches down the hallway, a single set of footsteps pattering away as you held your breath, your heart pounding.

The closet was small. A square. Coats still damp from the winter rain puffed out on every side as you stood, facing the door. Eyes shut. Breaths quick.

‘We can just stay like this’, the calm timbre of the voice behind your shoulder reverberating in the enclosed space, ‘it’s just a silly game’.

You turned and looked over your shoulder, strangled light from the edges of the doorframe the only illumination as your gazes met. His head was lowered, chin tucked to his chest as his eyes stared into yours, searching for a response.

‘I’ll tell you what, let’s play along’, he murmured gently, ‘I’ll touch you, and you tell me when to stop.’

He chuckled quietly as your eyes widened, ‘don’t worry, I won’t do anything...untoward.’

You shuffled in a half circle to face him, the faux fur from the collar of an evening coat catching on your moistened lips, ‘Loki I-’

One finger moved swiftly to them in the darkness, the glow from the hallway diminished now that you had turned you back to it. He leant towards you, his warm breath fanning over your skin as his lips ghosted your ear, ‘trust me’.

He smoothed a strand of hair behind your ear, the backs of his fingers brushing down your jawline before his thumb found its way to your bottom lip, tugging it gently down. His fingers skimmed lightly down your neck before disappearing into the gloom below, preparing for the game to begin.

‘Ready?’

‘Yes’, you heard yourself whisper, barely audible against the thick silence that pounded in your ears.

A few seconds passed before you felt the beginnings of his play, the tips of his fingers like a moth on your forearm ghosting in circles against the fine hair that tingled against his touch. He slid higher, his palm gracing against your bicep as you closed your eyes, feeling him breeze effortlessly across your collarbone as he traversed the other side of your body in reverse. ‘Good’, he whispered, ‘time for round two’.

You heard a rustle as he shifted his position in the darkness, the warmth of his cheek tantalisingly close to yours. His light touch brushed your hip as fingers of one hand found the edge of your tank top, breaching clandestinely underneath to search out the soft warmth of your skin. He drew lazy circles as you shuddered involuntarily, moving higher with every rotation that teased your aching nerve endings. Why did you agree to this.

He reached the middle of your ribcage, just above your waist, his other hand sliding smoothly in one indiscernible movement, planting at the opposite side. Slowly, too slowly, his hands inched higher, sliding tortuously over the curves of your breasts as they rose and fell over strained breaths. You moaned softly, feeling strands of his curls brush your forehead as he leant over you, cupping you in his hands, his thumbs moving in synchronicity to massage your hardening nipples as you felt yourself move against him, pressing yourself further into his touch.

His scent filled your nostrils as you inhaled into the moment, your head spinning. You wanted more, all of him. Everything he had to give. Your fingers gripped desperately to a long scarf hanging behind you, willing yourself not to betray the desire pooling in your loins, willing yourself not to fuck him against Tony’s woollen overcoats.

‘Good...’, he chuckled in the darkness, ‘I think we have time for round three, my favourite.’

You whimpered as his hands slid down your waist, skimming firmly over your hips as he covered safe ground. You felt the familiar tingling of his fingertips flirting up the outside of your thighs in tandem, tracing around the curve of your ass with expert precision in the darkness. You bucked sharply at the sensation, your face finding the curve of his neck, lips brushing gently against the soft skin you found there, you didn’t pull away.

He pressed one hand against the small of your back as the other began an ascent of your leg from the knee, tracing the bend as you raised it slightly off the ground at the sensation, keening for his touch. Higher, higher...you thought you would go mad as he doubled back on himself again and again, playing with the hem of your skirt as he felt you squirm in his arms. He took pity, his palm sliding purposefully to your inner thigh as he curved his fingers to squeeze the soft flesh. You moaned into his ear, begging him to touch you where you were soaking. Desperate.

‘Loki...’ you groaned, a pathetic mess in his arms under the spell of his wandering touch in the darkness.

There was a knock at the door.

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lady-rose-moon · 1 year

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A sadder ending || I need him back series ||

A/N: this has been on my mind for hours and I just had to write it down!

The original chapters are here:

I need him back

I have to get him back

I have him back

Warnings: corrupted!reader, major character death, ANGST, 18+

America sighed and shook her head sadly, sympathy in her eyes, “I can’t beat you,” she whispered, curling her other hand into a fist, “so I will give you what you want.”

She punched you again and opened a portal again but you were too enraged to care, taking her by the neck and making her sink to her knees. It was only when you heard a television playing that you looked away from her to see Haven on the sofa, happily reading a book.

“Haven, baby,” you sighed in relief as she looked up.

Unexpectedly, she started screaming and pointing, teleporting off the sofa and to the stairs, desperately screaming, “mama! Papa!!”

Your heart broke as the variant of you raced down the stairs to comfort her, whispering comforting words to the child. Your child.

“I’m her mother!” you yelled, stepping away from America to slide the sofa away from you and you growled as you grabbed your variant with your seiðr, “get away from her!” you yelled as you threw her across the room.

“Honey? What’s-” Loki came striding into the room, freezing when he saw your variant on the floor, Haven cowering on the stairs and you there, staring at him pleadingly. His eyes darkened and daggers appeared in his hands as he glared at you, “get out of our home.”

“Loki? What? It’s… it’s me! I’m your wife! Please!” you begged, tears falling down your cheeks as you felt pain for the first time in ages. You watched as he moved to stand in front of Haven, throwing a dagger your way which you dodged, the blade cutting into your arm causing you to scream.

You avoided more daggers sent your way until you stomped your foot, your eyes glowing dark green as you glared at him, “STOP IT!”

Loki flinched and stayed where he was as you approached, a broken smile on your lips as you reached up to cup his cheek. He leant his head away from you, a deep frown set on his lips that broke your heart. “Hi…” you whispered, your voice broken but still full of love as you stroked his cheek.

“Don’t hurt my family,” Loki whispered, his jaw tight and his posture hostile as he glared at you, “leave. You are not my wife.”

“But I am! I’m your wife! I’m… I’m your…” you sobbed as you took a step away from him in the realisation of what has happened; what you did.

Seeing your weakness, Loki swooped down and grabbed Haven before disappearing and reappearing next to your variant, pulling her into a tight hug and kissing her hair, Haven curling in her lap as she sobbed and whined.

You watched them huddle together and those happy lives that you had watched in on all became real. You had ruined the life of this variant, opened her mind and invaded, almost killed her back when you were hunting Strange and America.

Norns, you’d even killed a father! You dropped to your knees, your hand on your stomach as you did, sobbing and watching them. Loki looked over at you and saw your agony, the pain of losing all hope. He withdrew his arms from your variant and stood, looking down at the other you when she clutched his leg and begged him, “don’t! Please… she’s dangerous.”

“She’s you,” Loki replied softly, tears shimmering in his eyes as understanding filled him, “she’s what you would have become without me… she would never hurt me. I have to do this.”

Realising he was right, the other you let him go and he carefully walked over to you, watching as you turned your head away in shame. Kneeling before you, he sighed and whispered, “come here,” before pulling you into his arms and allowing you to cry into his shoulder.

You wailed and gripped onto your husband as you took in his scent, the coolness of his skin even through his clothes, the rich feeling of his seiðr floating through the air. You sobbed and held his tunic tight.

“Shhh,” Loki cooed, rubbing your back and resting his head against yours, “I’m sorry you suffered, kjærlighet, but this isn’t the way…”

“I didn’t know what else to do!” you cried, pulling away to look into his emerald eyes. You hated how they were filled with tears, you always loved to see him smile and yet, you didn’t reach up to wipe them away, you didn’t have that right anymore, “I just wanted you back, Loki! I wanted you back so much!”

“Shhh…” Loki whispered, his forehead resting on yours, “we have lived a thousand years together, kjærlighet, we'll see each other soon."

You lifted your head to stare at him in confusion before he pulled you into a soft kiss, gracefully cupping your cheek and helping you fall into the peace that his lips brought you.

So distracted by his beautiful kiss, you didn't notice the sharp pain of his dagger slicing through your outfit until it was too late. You gasped as you pulled away, staring down at your chest as red seeped out of your armour and to the wooden floor below. Your eyes darted to Loki and you struggled forward, falling into his waiting arms.

"I'm sorry," he whispered softly, laying you on your back and bringing forth an illusion of Asgard around the both of you so you could die in your home, "I hope you know why I had to do this."

You struggled for breath, your hand reaching up for the dagger but Loki's strong hands pressed them to your sides and you cried out in agony, your heart aching from being pierced by the dagger but also from his betrayal.

"Du forrådte meg," you spat, blood coming forth and hitting Loki on his cheek and you whimpered as you felt your breaths become short, your eyes starting to become heavy and your magic failing.

"Yes, I betrayed you," Loki whispered softly, brushing sweaty hair away from your face as he frowned, watching you fight the inevitable, "there was no other way."

"I... I did... I did this... A-Al-All of th-this f-for... you..." you struggled, tears falling down your cheeks as you tried your best to fight, to stay with Loki for just a few moments more.

Loki shushed you and grasped the dagger in your chest before roughly pulling it out of your chest, squeezing his eyes shut and grimacing at the sound of your agonised scream. He was killing you. He had to. To protect his family. "Rest in Valhalla, kjærlighet," he whispered tenderly into your last breaths, "you will find me there."

With a shattered heart, Loki watched your body dissolve into golden dust and disappear and his illusion dropped. Haven jumped into his arms and he stood, walking away from the now empty living area and into the kitchen as if nothing had happened.

You soon reappeared on a bridge that you noted looked just like the Bifrost and after that, you noticed your outfit. It was a beautiful white gown with Loki's green running along the bodice in intricate threads and you almost smiled before you realised what this meant. Valhalla. You were dead.

"Princess," came a familiar deep voice from behind you and you spun around to see Heimdall standing behind you with a small, "welcome to Valhalla."

"Heimdall," you breathed out, relief filling your voice as you stared at the familiar face and you then bowed your head, "thank you for fighting for us against Thanos."

Heimdall chuckled and clasped a hand on your shoulder as he proudly spoke, "we shall enjoy the tale over mead and other merriment another time. For now, I must guide you to the temple of the royal family. There is one that wishes to see you again."

You followed the man and smiled as you watched people walking around Valhalla, men, women and children - your heart ached for the parents that had lost their children. As you reached the door to the royal family temple, Heimdall stopped and stood guard outside as the doors opened for you.

Stepping inside, a warmth engulfed you and you suddenly felt more at peace than you had felt in a long while. Candles were lit on altars, ancestors that came before Odin were lit up and named, showing the birth of Odin's family. Frigga's altar was beautifully decorated and her candles roared with life and blessing that it made you smile.

"Y/N, dear," the soft voice of your mother-in-law sounded from behind you and you froze in shock at the sound, spinning around to face her and instantly, she pulled you into a tight hug, "you shouldn't be here. Why did you die so early?"

"I couldn't..." you whispered, tears overflowing in your eyes as you struggled to find a way to explain it to Frigga before deciding on three simple words that spoke words the weight of a mountain, "Goddess of Revenge."

Frigga flinched and her eyes fell to the ground before she pulled away and cupped your cheek with a sad smile, "oh, sweet girl. I'm so sorry for what happened to you. Now isn't the time to cry, however, someone is waiting for you."

Without another word, Frigga guided you through the temple until you appeared at two altars sculpted side by side. One altar was lit with a few candles and one wasn't lit at all. The one that was lit was so clearly Loki's that your heart ached and you choked on a sob as you saw a familiar figure standing beside it.

"Loki," you whimpered, catching the fallen God's attention immediately and he gasped as he saw you, running over and immediately pulling you into his arms, "you're here! You made it to Valhalla!"

"I'm here," he nodded, nuzzling his face into your neck as he cried happily into your shoulder. His hands held you as close as they could and he took in your scent for the first time in years and he smiled as he pulled away, his eyes darting to your lips before he kissed you passionately, grinning when you pressed yourself against him with the same vigour.

"Welcome to Valhalla, kjærlighet," he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to your temple as he held you close.

Suddenly, you didn't care that you'd died. It had brought you to Loki. Nothing else mattered.

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ynyaan · 1 year

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𝙄𝙣𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙣𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 ☾ | 𝐋𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭 ࣪𖤐

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𝙇𝙤𝙠𝙞 𝙭 𝙎𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 | 𝙁𝙚𝙢!𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 / 𝙂𝙣!𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

Summary: Loki heard the reader wasn't sleeping well. He comes over and microwaves popcorn as they watch a movie, and she falls asleep.

.ᐟ 𝙁𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙤𝙣

2:36AM

...

You were practically dragging your feet out the bedroom door. It's been about 48 Hours since you got proper sleep. Your mind wanted to collapse and your eyes were weary, but it's like your subconscious is alerted to stay awake.

You've just come back from a failed mission. A simple mission where four children were kidnapped. But for a split-second, you had your guard down and it cost the lives of the victims. You watched all of their blood spill, helpless and screaming, begging for you to help.

Every time you close your eyes, you keep remembering. It was as if the children were taunting you, their faces etched in red, telling you that you were the "hero" and yet you couldn't save them when you needed to.

You sighed deeply, finally out the door and onto the couch. You lay down, tossing and turning, your stomach straining against you and your head scratching inside your heart. You chugged down two sleeping pills and waited.

3:17AM

...

"Fuck." You muttered under your breath. You were wide awake than ever, actually.

Suddenly, you hear a knock on your door. You sit up quickly and raised both your fists. Who the hell would knock on your apartment door at this hour if not an enemy?

You take off the lock on your door and twist the knob slowly. You were ready to punch at any time, slowly, you poked your face out the door.

You couldn't really say it was a friendly face that appeared nor a foe's. Yet even so, you opened your door to its total capacity and bridged your eyebrows together as the God of Mischief smiled at you sheepishly.

"Hey, Lo'." You wearily say, not having the energy even to finish his name. You didn't even want to ask how he knew your apartment or why he was here. You were just tired.

"Hey, mortal. You look terrible than usual." Loki licked his upper lips and smirked. But it wasn't his usual smug smirk, it was soft. His eyes had a glint of...worry? or maybe you were delusional.

You looked down at him and realized he was clothed in a black turtle neck paired with black pants. Cute. Most importantly, he was holding a bag.

"Uhh? Why are you here at this time?" You asked. At this point, you gave up on the term 'sleep'.

He glanced away for a second, a tint of embarrassment in his eyes. "I heard from the others that you weren't sleeping well."

"I do not need pity, Loki." You dryly replied before attempting to close your door.

Loki placed a foot on the opening just before you could entirely close the door. "I do not pity you, y/n. I am here to offer...comfort. That is the term you Midgardians use nowadays, no?"

You raised your eyebrows, opening the door once more. "Fuck, Loki. You got me blushin' and shit."

You let him in as his grin got wider. He places the bag on the kitchen countertop as you plop yourself on the couch. You grab the remote and brush through the movies on Netflix. God, it's as if you've watched every movie already.

Suddenly you hear the crinkling of paper, and you turn to look at Loki opening a bag of popcorn. Your eyes lit up, and you smiled a bit too big.

"Now, now. Before I feed the ravenous and drowsy mortal, you should pick a movie, darling." He smirked as he put the popcorn in a bowl.

You sit back down comfortably, and flip through the movies. "What are your thoughts on Spongebob?" You suddenly ask without looking at him.

You heard him chuckle softly as he sat down next to you. "Whatever you want, princess."

He offers you the bowl of popcorn, and you grab it. He holds a blanket and hovers it over yours and his shoulder.

"You know, you and Squidward are quite alike." You bluntly say. A burst of laughter was offered as response. Loki's laughter was fucking adorable. For a brief moment, it was as if all his walls were down, and he let himself free. It was heavenly, and you were blessed to hear him laugh that way.

Silence surrounded the room, and your eyelids began to close, but for a brief moment, those memories flooded again.

Why didn't you save us?

How could you leave us there?

It should've been you.

You open your eyes in a daze. A hand was patted on your back, realizing you were breathing too fast. You subconsciously grab his arm.

"Calm down, (y/n). I'm right here, I'm right here...and I won't be leaving anytime soon." Loki's voice was filled with worry as you kept your eyes on his green ones.

Your eyes start to swell up as you squeeze on him tighter, "I fucking let them die, Loki!" A burst of tears poured out of you, but before you could wipe your face, big arms were around you.

A wave of warmth suddenly surrounded you. It was tender and sweet, making you want to cry even more.

"You did your best with the situation, y/n. There was nothing you–or we could've done." He pulled away from you and began rubbing your cheek. It was so soothing, and his gaze was unlike the Loki you knew.

"Anyone would've done what you did, darling. The other Avengers couldn't have saved them either." He pressed his lips to your temple, and your tears finally stopped.

"You did nothing wrong."

Out of all the weeks you've come to know Loki, not once did you expect him to be this soothing. His words sounded so genuine that you honestly believed him.

“Thank you, Loki.” You rub your eyes, and you lean on his chest. His movements became stiff at first before he placed his fingers on your hair,

After a minute, your eyes began to close shut, as you felt the warmth of the God surround you.

“Sleep well, (y/n.)”

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