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#blushing Loki!!!!!
demonicseries · 3 months
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Found this Loki book at Barnes and Noble (which is pretty mid tbh), except for these pages with giant pictures of Mobius
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The quote on the second page: “Honest, Devoted, Smart: Mobius is one of the TVA’s finest agents.”
So they agree. Mobius is one the TVA’s finest agents.
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strangerinthelight · 3 months
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The only thing that could’ve made the scenes between Don and Loki more gay would be if they passionately kissed
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p4nishers · 6 months
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STAND UP BRO
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I'd like to think that Mobius has some pretty nice handwriting and Loki adores it.
For example, he asks Loki to look over his notes for a case to either catch him up or is just in need of a second pair of eyes. Loki tries to read it but is honestly distracted by the simple yet elegant swoop and swirl of each letter. Instead of actually reading the notes he finds himself staring, scanning over every word and every letter- intricate yet carefree.
'Beautiful as though it was poetry in itself, a unity of sorts,' Loki thinks to himself.
"So what do you think? " Mobius drags him back to reality and Loki gets flustered not realizing what he's been doing until he's been doing it for too long.
"Oh- yes quite right, it looks fine." He hands back the notes hastily, overcome with feeling warm he avoids looking at Mobius. "I'm going to check on another file," he says leaving Mobius at their table confused beyond all measure.
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lokiusly · 5 months
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it haunts me that we never got President Loki flirting with Mobius
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slytherinmischief · 7 months
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His Godly Big Hands
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Story written by; @aesonmae, and @anukulee
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        From the moment y/n had come home, it had been clear it had been a long day. As she nearly collapsed on the couch upon entrance to their shared apartment. Only rousing from her spot upon hearing the familiar sound of chopping coming from the kitchen, to see the familiar sight of Loki, his black hair tied up into a neat man bun, as he was cutting some vegetables, for that night's dinner, which looked to be soup. A sight she was very much pleased to see, only making the apartment even more welcoming. Given the long day she had just had, yet despite this he still do things like this for her especially on every long day. Something that one wouldn't expect from Loki to do, especially for a mere midgardian, yet here y/n found herself being the one just lucky enough to be loved by him. As on long days such as today, he would take care of her, sometimes he would shower her himself, feed her, and eventually he would lay down with her head on his chest just listening about her day until they drift off.
        She had gotten so distracted by the precise movement of his hand's that she had nearly forgotten he was even there. Despite his clear gaze on here. Eye drinking her in as they always did, for him, she was his one and only goddess, one to be worshiped, especially on days such as this. Yet despite this his remark still startled her.  “Do I?.. I really don’t understand what could be attractive about hands” Loki said, with a slight pause in his godly voice, alongside a small smile itching from his features, and if he wasn't so attractive she swore she would punch him. Alas he was, so rather then do this, she allowed him to continue to speak, even responding to him. 
        “Well, it’s a big hand, tall slender fingers, with neat nails, that’s the definition of perfection", she said, trying her best to piece together what exactly she found alluring about his hands. Yet most of it coming out in small stutters, despite her long term relationship with him. 
        These words only seemed to further encourage him, as the once small smile that he had now grew into more of a smirk. "Ooh, attractive hmm," Loki remarked with a pause, before continuing. "And do you like it," he asked, now setting down his knives, once he finished scrapping the vegetables into the pot and leaving them to simmer. Slowly he began to make his way towards her, with every step he took, she took once back. Until finally her  back now was to the kitchen island, his hand's finding their way to both of her sides, trapping her against the island.
        “Yes…you know very well what it does,” she stuttered meekly trying to hold the eye contact.
        This only seemed to further her boyfriend's smirk, as his eyes once soft and full of love began to cloud, now  piercing into hers, while still full of love were laced with lust.
        It was at moments like this, that she found him to be magnificent. To her everything about him was perfect, from head to toe. As she was reminded of moments, when he would have his head on her chest, with her ever pounding heart beating as he said, the words she always died for; ”I would die for you sweetling, I would do anything for you my princess. You are my goddess, and I will worship you for the rest of my ever lasting life, yet still it won’t be enough."
        Moments that she would often reflect on, as she wondered, where and how did she find him? How did she get so lucky, or at least lucky enough to nail someone as reclusive as Loki? She was only pulled back to reality when Loki tugged her hair gently yet firmly, to this she grasped softly. As his voice seemed to drop even further, going so far as to create a warm halo around her, yet a very sexy one. To her, his voice was like a symphony, always soothing, yet so hot at the same time. His next words only proving that very point, as he continued to leave touches on her. "Do you like it when my tall slender fingers do this?”
        “What do you think," she asked, her voice almost whimpering, especially from those touches he was giving her. 
        “Oh dear, don’t answer my question with a question you know that I don’t like it pet."
        “I do like that, yes,” y/n stuttered, words starting to become jumbled with every touch he gave her. Until finally his hands began to linger lower and lower, until he was cupping her ass.
        “And do you like it when my big hands do this," he asked, giving her ass a firm squeeze. Slowly she nodded in the best way she could, trying to stop the ever beating pace of her heart, slowly tilting her head forward.
        In response to this, he tugged more, almost massacring her ass beneath his hands, all while gazing fiercely into her eyes. “Use your words, sweetling," he insisted, smirk still etched upon his face, clearly enjoying the torment he was giving her.
        "Yes," she barely allow to grasp from her lips, as she continued to feel the effects of his hands on her. 
        To this he smile at her, for usually she was such a strong, fierce, and one of the most stubborn people he knew. She being the very definition of I can do it. Yet at moments like this, he was reminded of her other side, as only he could make her into this puddle. A puddle that he loved, for as much as he knew she loved to be in control, despite her very nature at the moment. As she found herself surrendering completely to him, as always. Leaving him was so torn between whether to continue tormenting her, or show her how much he loved by bringing his bewitching strong woman into a fiercely loving kiss. For at moments like this even he could find it hard to choose, through no matter what he choose he knew this was only the beginning. 
        Yet rather then deny her, he couldn't seem to want to anything, but kiss her sweet lips because how could a person avoid such a divine lips? To him it was almost like asking how could a person avoid such divine temptation. Thus with this thought in mind, he kissed her. A loving strong kiss full of nothing, but intense emotions laced with love, passion, devotion, pleasure, and amorous.
        For it was at moments such as this that he was reminded how love sick he was for her. Slowly he let go of her ass, in order to put his hands on her small back, bringing her closer to him. For he would never get enough of her, especially like this. All of it being made better when she moaned into his mouth causing him to he stop kissing her for a second just to allow them to breathe. His voice lowering to the volume of a seductive whisper, almost as if he was about to graze it near her ear. "I would never get enough of kissing you, for you are divine in every way," he declared with a content sigh. 
        To this she smiled, and even teared up a bit. She would never get used to this. With him always calling her such a sweet loving words, yet every time she couldn’t help but tear up each time. For her entire life, and even through out this relationship she wondered how could a person love her this way? She was never loved this way before. As with words like this he was quickly becoming her whole world. Slowly she cupped his face, as she proceeded to peck his lips multiple times.
        A small smile of his own grazed his face, his eyes full of loving. "As much as I would love to do nothing but kiss you, you are tired and need to eat, so why don't you shower, while i finish our dinner?”
        To this she let out a clearly disappointing sigh, wanting far more then a few passionate kisses exchanged. "Awww, you are such a sweet boy for me aren't you?"
        Rather then protest like most men would he instead matched her smirk, for just as she was his sweet goddess, he was her sweet boy. She kissed his cheeks one by one and proceeded to go to the bathroom. Through not without him giving her a gentle smack on his ass, on her way. As she busied herself with her shower, he was managing to do whatever he could to get the food done, and even prepare their table. Yet the moment she walked into the kitchen towel hugging her figure, he couldn't help but say something more.
        "Can we make a little change to the routine today?"
        "Oh and what that might be," she asked, as slowly a blush began to cloud her godly boyfriend's face.
        "I want to make love to you, and I was wondering if during it you could tell all about your day?"
        "I was going to do that anyways," she remarked, a little confused by what he meant.
        "I meant saying of this while I am worshiping you. Is that okay, my goddess" he asked his usual confident voice stuttering while doing so, yet rather then discourage this she did something else. 
        To this, she laughed a sweet laugh at him, her own smile started to appear on her face. “Yes, of course we can my god," she said, before bringing him into a kiss, as soon that towel ended up on the floor, and those big hands were put to much use. After all what was her life without his big hands?
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amethysthollis · 2 years
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he still can’t take a compliment but he has help :D
[ tom hiddleston on et canada ]
part one
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asgard-pics · 4 months
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rocksanddeadflowers · 5 months
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Been thinking about applying the myth where Thor has to pretend to be a giants bride to get his hammer back (you know the one, right??) to the TBI characters. Doubt I'll write it out but I have SO MANY THOUGHTS ON IT. My main thought atm being that, from what I remember, Heimdall was the first person to suggest Thor cross dress. Which is just. The excuse to right out Heimdall's involvement is almost as enticing as getting to write out Tyr. He's just. So silly to me. But so badass. I love him.
I can see everyone in the TBI setting at some grand meeting table for the Aesir (and co.) with Thor freaking out about his poor hammer (which, yes seems tricky to write in TBI context but. We'll just patch that plothole it with something later, I have a loose thread idea or two.), Freya desperately trying to avoid involvement in the entire debacle, Loki concerned but still trying not to giggle at the absurdity while Sigyn kicks her under the table to tell her to stop laughing. Heimdall leans over the table towards Thor, trying to remain stoic but his small smirk and gold eyes glittering with Loki approved mischief somewhat gives him away as he suggests, "If we don't want to risk our dear stunning lady here, and you need your hammer back, why don't you be Freya?"
Loki loses it laughing and most of the table can't help but laugh or giggle quietly, including Sigyn. Thor is immediately against the idea, but Loki is already signing up to be his handmaiden in between gasps of giggles (because she would never miss out on such good mischief), and really the idea is such a hit that Thor is sorely outvoted.
The story is still brought up for years to come, typically for a laugh at Thor's expensive. Still no one could deny he looked damn good in that dress.
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honeytrap-graham · 5 months
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I JUST WROTE SUCH A CUTE THING IN MY LOKIUS FIC MY GOD
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thecoldsoldiers · 9 months
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Maybe it’s because Loki’s had a bit to drink, or maybe it’s because of the adrenaline celebrating the conclusion of a massive sting operation that spanned several countries - but either way, Loki is grabbing Bucky (carefully) on the cheek and shoulder, and leaning in to crush their lips together.
@kissedbymischief :3
Bucky was absolutely exhausted after the mission, it had been months of hard work and it wasn't too often he was recruited to help with a mission nowadays. He was enjoying the celebration, there was no alcohol that he knew of that would get him drunk so he was just enjoying being around people in the midst of joy. He didn't have his guard up when Loki approached him but the hands on him made him tense until there were soft lips planted on his and a gentle grip holding him close. He paused for a moment before slowly returning the kiss, a barely visible blush decorating his cheeks.
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cozmos-artz · 2 years
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LOKIUS MY BELOVED
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imagine-loki · 2 years
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imagine teasing Loki about something. Loki blushes, and you are awestruck by how cute he looks! This was a foul, why was his blushing face so cute!?
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haleybr · 4 months
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finallyy visited avengers campus td at disney and met steve and loki🥺 cant wait to go back on thursday ahhh🤩🤩
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lunar-eclipse-cos · 5 months
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The mental unwellness continues. Have another sketch.
They were playing twister. Verity fell.
They're silly.
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They're so silly
I love them
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mewi-or-lara · 2 years
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Me and Ari recently had a conversation about our AU and that we can no longer imagine Hiddleston on our Loki.
I spent uuumm 3 hours?? at artbreeder and finally satisfied with the result
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