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themessedupsonata · 1 year
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Loki Laufeyson x Fem!Reader
Summary: You know Loki, your Husband, since you were kids and you both are extremely happy together. Then why do you still feel that something is wrong?
word count: 9.2 k (I'm sorry)
warnings: ANGST, Fluff, slight mentions of sex, a tiny bit of cursing, a couple of arguments between Loki and the reader and a slight mention of misogyny (not by Loki)
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You were on cloud nine.
You and Loki had just got married. He was driving a brand new Hudson Hornet with one hand on the steering wheel and the other on your knee, making you feel all warm inside.
God, you loved him so much.
When the car pulled up, you finally saw your new home, and it was perfect. Loki knew you wanted a big house with a big yard, so the dog and (you were still trying to convince Loki that this was a great idea) your future kids could have a place to play.
He opened the car door for you and held out your hand. You grabbed it and the second your feet hit the ground, Loki carried you bridal style, making you giggle. He used his magic to open the door and you two entered the house. He got you back on your feet again, and you both started exploring the living room, which had an open concept to the kitchen and the decor was cosy and luxurious at the same time. You were so happy that you jumped into your loving husband's arms and kissed him, and he immediately kissed you back.
"I love you, Y/n/n" He called you by your childhood nickname, which made you blush, and he pulled you in for another kiss just because he could. You were finally his wife, and he's never been happier.   ***
Frigga was teaching Loki magic in the study hall. The young Asgardian prince always had a spectacular gift for magic, and he was also very intelligent. Loki was decent at fighting but not as good as the heir to the throne, Thor. His older brother was extremely powerful, but he lacked Loki's brilliant mind or even any interest in the Asgardian arts of magic. Thus, from a very young age, everyone saw Thor as the future king of Asgard and the Nine Realms, a born fighter and 'The Golden Child', as Loki liked to call him. Loki was just the weird, introverted prince that a lot of people liked to pretend didn't exist.
Loki and his mother heard a knock on the door and Frigga answered with a simple 'Come in' and you appeared.
You were wearing a simple pink dress with purple accents, and your hair was tied up in typical Asgard braids.
Your mother, Halldis, was Frigga's best friend. Halldis and her husband were given the title of Lady and Lord of the royal court when Frigga became queen. They've lived in the palace ever since Lady Halldis got pregnant with you.
"Hello, sweetie. How may I help you?" the queen asked gently.
You gave her a sweet smile.
"Hi, Aunt Frigga. Thor and I were playing in the royal garden, and we wanted to know when Loki was going to finish his classes so he could play with us."
Loki immediately frowned.
He would rather die than admit it, but he always thought you were beautiful and sweet and Loki would love to be friends with you, especially when you always seemed so excited about interacting with him.
But you liked Thor better; just like everyone else. You were just feeling sorry for him, that's all. You probably didn't even like him. Nobody liked him, why would you? "I don't want to play your pathetic childish games, Y/n. Go away!" he exclaimed.
Loki saw your smile slide quickly into an expression of hurt disappointment and your eyes glistened with tears, even though you refused to let them fall.
The dark-haired prince had a bit of a mess of memories from then on. He could never be sure if you actually looked down at your feet while whispering something about how sorry you were for upsetting him or whether or not Frigga had given him a long speech about how extremely rude his behaviour was and that he was grounded for the next 20 years. The one thing he was sure would haunt him forever was that you, sunshine in person, were crying at that very moment because of him.
***
"Do we really need to do this, darling?" Loki whimpered as you applied lipstick to your lips.
You chuckled as you looked in the mirror to see the reflection of your husband who was with a grumpy face.
"Yes, my love, we do. Wanda and Vision are lovely people and they invited us to dinner tonight, so we will." You answered.
"But I hate people. Except you, everyone else just... pisses me off and bores me the hell out."
You rolled your eyes and stood up, walking over and stopping in front of him to tie his tie.
"Stop being so dramatic, Lo. We're going to have fun, I promise. But if you feel uncomfortable, just 'If'," You gave him a death stare. "We will come back home right away, okay?" He nodded, and you stood on tiptoe to kiss his cheek.
***
Loki knocked on the door and instead of being greeted by Wanda or Vision, you were both greeted by Agnes.
"Oh! Y/n, Loki! You both are right on time! Come in, come in!"
The two of you looked at each other before you simply walked into the house, following the raven-haired woman and Loki, in turn, followed you like a lost puppy.
Apparently, today Vision's boss - and Loki's too - and his wife came to visit your friend and her husband. You were about to comment to Loki that you two had better go home when Agnes discreetly commented (So Mr and Mrs Heart would not notice anything wrong) that Wanda needed as much help as possible in the kitchen. Loki swore under his breath but you chose to ignore him and followed Agnes into the kitchen. 
Upon entering the kitchen, Wanda immediately tried to disguise the floating plates and bowls while you and Agnes politely pretended to didn't see anything.
"Oh, Y/n! I'm so glad you came!" The redhead exclaimed, pulling you into a tight hug. She pulled away from you to explain her situation. "I completely forgot about dinner with the Heart's today. Please help me; I have absolutely nothing prepared!"
Meanwhile, Loki was sitting next to Vision and facing Mrs Heart. He didn't like his boss very much (Loki complained about Mister Heart every Wednesday night to you while you two did skincare together and he painted your toenails) But even though he didn't like the man, he was still his boss; and people were very easy to fall for Loki Laufeyson's charm and smooth talk. He knew exactly what to say and when to say it to get people in his good graces. He was irresistible. That's how he won you over.
Well… At least that was the story he told you.
***
"LOKI!"
The young prince was at Bifrost hall belonged to Heimdall, planning a massacre of the Midgardian city that Thor was sheltering in when he heard your voice calling his name, more furious than he had ever heard in his life.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!?! Thor was banished from Asgard and you should be doing your best to help him and bring him back, but no! You're planning a coup d'état and I don't doubt that you're trying to kill my best friend!" you both were face to face now. Your breath was heavy and hot on his face. Even in low heels, you had to stand on tiptoe to face him in the eye. Loki's hands were clasped behind his back, his posture was straight, oozing confidence and superiority, and his facial expression was neutral. It was his way of disguising how much his heart was racing and how much his mind was screaming at him to just end the distance between the two of you. He wanted nothing more than to taste you on his tong-.
"I know you've never seen me this way, Loki, but I consider you my friend. You may never have confided in me, but I know you feel left out by Thor and I know you wanted to be king and I'm genuinely sorry, okay? You never deserved to be second. You're worth so much and I'm sorry you were never recognized as you deserve. Please, Loki. Thor has his flaws, but he loves you and he doesn't deserve it. Please…"
Before you could continue speaking, Loki subtly nodded and Heimdall sighed in frustration before drawing his sword to open the Bifrost Bridge and send you to join Thor in Midgard. Loki only had a few milliseconds to stare at the panic in your eyes as you realized what he was doing before you disappeared right before his eyes.
It was better this way, he tried to convince himself. You preferred Thor; always preferred. It was only right that you should be sent to him. Not to mention he didn't deserve all that empty flattery from you. You just wanted to save Thor and you were using your smooth talk to try to convince him to help his brother. But he couldn't deny that, deep down, he fervently wanted your words to be true.
***
Dinner went well. It had its unforeseen, but nothing too extreme. At some point, you felt your head spinning and you could have sworn that, suddenly, dinner had turned into a bizarre déjà vu, but your husband just kissed your knuckles and said you were just tired when you told him about it as you lay in your shared bed. He kissed you good night and you rested your head on his chest, quickly falling asleep.
***
You woke up with the feeling of several kisses being deposited on your neck. It tickled and you started to laugh. Your laugh was contagious and before you knew it, Loki was laughing with you. When you both calmed down, he buried his nose in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent.
"Good morning my queen." Your husband murmured against your skin. Your hands began to caress his scalp and he sighed contentedly.
"You remember today is the talent show, right?" You asked.
"Of course, I remember, sweetheart. Would you like to practice one last time so you feel more confident?" Loki wasn't happy about participating in the show at all, but he knew it was pointless to argue with you. Not to mention that he knew it was important to you and that you got upset when he refused to do something with you or when he did things grudgingly. He needed to be the best husband in the world for you.
"I don't see the need. We're doing this for charity and fun. We don't have to be the best." You explained to him.
Normally, Loki was extremely competitive. However, he didn't even want to go to that show in the first place. If you were happy, so was he.
You both got out of bed. He always insisted on getting up after you and not in a thousand years would you have guessed he did that just so he could admire your ass. After putting a robe over your nightgown, you went downstairs to prepare breakfast.
Loki hated cooking. But even so, he always made a point of helping you in the kitchen. He always insisted that just because you were a housewife didn't mean he didn't have to help you too. You melted every time he said it because he meant every single word. You had so many neighbours who were mothers and housewives who spent the whole day doing their best for the family without any help and didn't receive a single affection or gratitude from the husband who spent the whole day 'Working too hard' as if those women work meant less. You loved to take care of your home, but you still loved it when your husband insisted on doing all the dishes because "Your cooking was great, my queen. It's the least I can do" or when he made the bed, set the table and did the laundry without you asking. Every time you thanked him, he would tell you to stop being ridiculous, as he was doing the bare minimum as a husband. You really couldn't have wished for a better partner.
Loki always said you made the best pancakes in the world. You thought they were good, but not the best in the world. You were grateful anyway.
"Darling, it's already 10:00 am! I need to go to the planning committee and you need to attend the neighbourhood watch meeting" You commented after checking the time on the kitchen clock.
You didn't let Loki join you in the shower (which he thought was absurd) and within 15 minutes you were both ready. He kissed you on the forehead and you both went your separate ways.
Wanda and Agnes arrived a few seconds before you. Wanda hugged you and Agnes followed suit. You didn't quite know what to feel about the brunette woman. But if your friend liked her, Agnes was probably an amazing person. Deep down.
Dottie was every bit as perfectionist and arrogant as Agnes had described, but there wasn't much you could do about it. You were sitting between Wanda and Agnes, so you can hear the conversation between Wanda and a girl named Geraldine. She seemed to be very kind, and it's always nice to make new friends, right?
"Hi! Sorry to interrupt you, but my name is Y/n, Wanda's friend. Nice to meet you!" You said, extending your hand friendly for her to shake.
Apparently, Geraldine hadn't noticed you before, because as soon as she did, she looked like she'd seen a ghost. Her jaw dropped and she was frozen for a few seconds before she pulled herself together and answered you.
"H-hi! I'm Geraldine. N-nice to meet you!" She finally shook your hand after getting completely lost in her own words.
You couldn't follow anything else for the rest of the meeting. Maybe you made a bad impression on Geraldine and you couldn't understand why. But you decided to put that aside. Not everyone was required to like you and there was nothing wrong with that.
***
The meeting had already started 20 minutes before Vision showed up. Loki rolled his eyes. The two of them interacted frequently because their wives were friends and Loki had no problem with their friendship. But Loki was as new in town as Vision and yet Vision always seemed so… out of place. It was always obvious that he was desperately trying to fit in while anyone would swear Loki has lived in Westview all his life. So much so that he was a member and Vision was unaware that it was a members-only meeting.
To be fair, Vision wouldn't have been interested in being a member if he knew that the "Meetings" were a great front for a kind of men's club where everyone ate and "talked about" the most talked about topics in town concerning the lives of others. Gossip, basically. But people said that "Gentlemen don't gossip". Midgardians were very strange.
Loki had to restrain himself from laughing as he watched Vision's dilemma over having food offered to him. Nobody in that town had noticed that Vision was a robot. But who was Loki to judge? It's not like he and his wife don't have their own secrets buried in their backyards.
There was nothing Loki could do to stop Vision from chewing the gum Herb had offered him, even though he knew the chance of something bad happening was extremely high. Everything related to Wanda Maximoff was chaos.
He was obviously right.
The gum got stuck between the inner gears of Vision and now he looked as drunk as a skunk. Fortunately, no one but Loki seemed to notice Vision's sudden strange behaviour. Loki looked at that ugly Strucker watch (which he only wore because it was a gift from you) and realized he was late for the damn talent show. He let the group of men know about the show and they all left the library. When there were exactly three blocks left for the place of the show, Loki realized that Vision wasn't walking with them, but the Asgardian kept walking, after all, that wasn't his problem.
***
Vision was acting very strangely (Correction: More than usual). In several moments he almost revealed who he and his wife really were, but Wanda managed to be creative enough to convince everyone that all the wonders of the show were just cheap tricks (And she still managed to amuse the audience and got a standing ovation). As soon as they finished their presentation, it was your turn to perform alongside Loki.
It's not that you sang badly, but Loki had a beautiful voice that he always refused to show the world. After spending three weeks begging him daily to sing, he eventually relented.
Geraldine positioned the two of you on the stage (She still wasn't looking you in the eye) and you sat down at the piano to play the song while Loki sang. Loki's only condition for singing in front of all of Westview was that he would be the one choosing the song. To your relief, he chose L-O-V-E, one of your favourite songs. Everyone was shocked when they realized that Loki Laufeyson was going to sing. Little did they know that unfortunately for Loki, he would hang the stars in the sky if you asked him to. You smiled encouragingly at him before starting to play on the piano that Wanda had discreetly created because she had destroyed the original. As you'd expect, everyone was enthralled by Loki's voice and you both got a standing ovation. You jumped into Loki's arms and hugged him. He returned the hug immediately, not caring who was watching.
***
''I'm so proud of you, Lo! you were fantastic up there on stage! – You said excitedly. Loki kissed your temple and dragged you to sit on his lap on the couch.
''You were amazing too, my queen. But I still can't believe I submitted to that.''
You rolled your eyes before leaning in to kiss him, but he stopped you.
''Y/n/n, wait. Are you…feeling it too?'' He asked, frowning slightly.
It was only then that you noticed a delicious tingle that spread over every inch of your skin, tickling. You immediately took to noticing your living room, your clothes, and your husband. Everything was… taking on colour.
That was undoubtedly one of the most wonderful moments of your life. Seeing something you were so familiar with turn into something so beautiful and surreal was just magical. Your husband got even more handsome (Something you didn't even know was possible) and his beautiful eyes, which you now knew were green, were looking at you as if you were the most perfect thing to ever walk the planet earth. You could already feel your cheeks starting to heat up when suddenly you felt… A kick?
Loki was still holding you, so he felt it too. You both glanced at your belly at the same time only to realize that you now had a baby bump.
You were pregnant.
*** Those damned Chitauris spread out like worms through a Midgardian city that you would have found divine in other circumstances. After stabbing three Chitauris at once with your sword, you watched Loki get blown up by one of Agent Barton's arrows with a satisfied smile. He landed on the roof of Stark Tower and you and Agent Romanoff made your ways to the roof intending to get to the God of Mischief, but the Hulk attacked him before either of you had the chance. The scene of that huge green creature slamming Loki to the ground several times as if he weighed nothing would forever be one of his favourite moments.
Dr. Selvig was still dazed on the ground beside the portal. He explained that Loki's sceptre would be able to close the portal and he and Agent Romanoff agreed that it would be best if you held it since you were an Asgardian. You were almost able to close the portal using the golden sceptre when Stark's voice protested through the listening devices, stating that it was necessary to get rid of one more bomb. To your horror, he entered the portal passage with the large explosive object.
You didn't know Tony Stark very well, but you knew he was a well-meaning and intelligent man, and you felt saddened by his death, even though you knew that thanks to his sacrifice the Chitauris were dead. Rogers asked you to close the portal. You hesitated for a second, but Agent Romanoff put her hand on your shoulder and gave you a sad smile in an attempt to comfort you. From what you observed in the redheaded woman, she was very closed off and extremely cold and rational, so seeing her trying to make things easier and more comfortable for you meant a lot. You closed your eyes to gain courage and the portal was finally closed. By some miracle, huge red and gold armour appeared falling from the skies and you felt strangely glad that a man you barely knew was all right.
Later that day, the other Avengers said goodbye to you and Thor, who needed to get Loki and the Tesseract back to Asgard. And at the same time that you missed home, you had a bad feeling that very soon everything you knew and loved would undergo drastic changes. Despite all the nightmares Loki caused and the optimism of all Midgardians that everything would be all right now, you couldn't silence the little voice in your head that warned you that this was just the beginning of something much worse to come.
***
Loki was dead.
Again.
For real this time.
In his first supposed death, you weren't there in his ''Final Moments'' and you were still blinded by rage at his betrayal, but now that he had sacrificed himself to save Thor and you were beside him when Loki breathed his last, you could feel your heart (which was already broken by the tragic death of the woman you saw as a second mother) shattering into a million pieces. You'd been stabbed before and you were sure the blade piercing your skin had hurt less than watching your childhood friend die.
When you were sure that you had already reached the apex of pain, Thor Odinson, the great God of thunder, heir to Asgard and the nine Realms threw his arms around your waist, buried his face in the crook of your neck and cried like a little kid. You would have given up anything to take away all the sadness and pain that big man who was actually a cinnamon roll was feeling. Your best friend had lost his brother and you would have gladly switched places with Loki if that made Thor happy.
But the only thing you could do at the moment was hug him tight and pray that his blond hair would dry your own tears of pain.
***
Doctor Nielson said you and the baby were healthy.
Of course, that information wasn't enough and the poor middle-aged gentleman was bombarded with dozens of questions from your husband who was more overprotective than ever now that you were carrying his child.
You and Loki had already decorated the baby's room, and right now Loki was reading the third parenting book for the month. Wanda had told you that Vision was acting the same way and that they were even exchanging and indicating books to each other.
Being pregnant at the same time as your best friend is just magical.
You were about to go shower when Loki came running up to you with his phone in his hand and a face that was full of animation. You've never grabbed a phone so fast in your life and a few seconds later, you're sure you'd be bouncing if you didn't have a baby inside you.
Wanda had twins. Billy and Tommy.
Loki took the two of you to Wanda's house and the first thing he saw was your friends looking exhausted because the twins wouldn't stop crying. They thanked you both immensely for your and Loki's help (Loki was slightly compelled to do this, but the important thing is that he helped).
A few hours later, Agnes knocked on the door and the four of you started chatting. When the five of you went to check on the twins, they had aged a good five years, but you chose not to question it.
The next day, your water broke.
After that, it all went so fast. You and Loki opted for hospital delivery, so he quickly grabbed the maternity bag and put you both in the car. The nurses were extremely kind and careful with you, and even though Loki called Wanda and Vision as soon as you two arrived at the hospital, your baby was already in your arms.
It was a girl.
She was the most beautiful thing you'd ever seen, even though she looked just like any other baby a few minutes old. Her little face was puffy and red, she was screaming and crying like crazy and she was so tiny, but you already loved her more than anything in this world.
When you looked at your husband, he was completely transfixed looking at your daughter. You'd seen him give that look of pure adoration just for you, but now he looked at that little pink package like all of a sudden the world made sense because she was in it.
Loki was too scared to hold her because he was afraid of letting the baby girl fall, but you helped him and he immediately started crying.
He sat next to you on the gurney and kissed your temple tenderly and looked into your eyes with so much emotion that you felt dizzy.
"I love you so much, Y/n Laufeyson. Every day I think about how you are the strongest, most wonderful woman I've ever known and I can never express how grateful I am to be able to be with you and... Now you've given me my little girl and I never thought it was humanly possible that my love for you could triple.'' He kissed you passionately before looking down at his daughter.
''Welcome to the world, my Astrid.''
*** ''So what you're saying is that my brother and Wanda Maximoff are in a world where Vision and Y/n are alive?'' Thor questioned Darcy.
The two hadn't spoken for a long time and technically he shouldn't be in a confidential area where SWORD was working, but the scientist thought Thor deserved to know what was happening.
''Jimmy described it as 'A sitcom starring two Avengers.' But apparently, Loki and Y/n are supporting characters. Not only that, apparently all the other 'Characters' are real people who seem to be under some mind control to act as if the fact that Vision and Y/n are alive and living married lives in the suburbs is something perfectly normal.'' Thor didn't have the heart to voice it, but he felt that Loki was definitely not under mind control. Thor wasn't blind, he knew his brother was in love with Y/n since they were kids and he knew Loki was suffering a lot from her death, but he would never expect anything like... this.
''As Wanda seems to be the 'Protagonist', we're trying to contact her to understand what's going on, but she hasn't responded to the radio, Agent Franklin has disappeared and our drone has been turned into a toy helicopter. They even censored the broadcast! It's like whoever is controlling this will do anything to keep these people captive.''
Thor had seen young Wanda's powers in action and knew she was very powerful. He also knew grief all too well. By then he has already greeted it like an old friend, so he knew what the pain of losing someone loved could do to a person's mind. He was sure that those responsible for this mess and Westview's captivity were Wanda or his brother. Maybe it was even both. But he knew that neither Wanda nor Loki wanted to be 'saved'.
***
Thor knew you were strong and powerful. You were an Avenger and a member of the Asgard army who had saved Thor's ass many times before and he knew you were an amazing team on the battlefield. Unfortunately, before he was a warrior, he was your childhood best friend, who always took advantage of the fact that you don't have siblings to claim the big brother role. He said it was a family matter, but you know he was just scared because Hela had destroyed the Mjölnir and since he didn't know how powerful she was, he sent you to help Heimdall protect the people of Asgard to make sure you wouldn't get hurt. Thor said that he and Loki (yes, the bastard was alive) would take care of Hela. You had your doubts.
You and Heimdall taking care of everything well. You two had already annihilated several of Hela's 'Soldiers' and were now protecting the Asgardians in a secret fortress hidden in the forest. You were helping an elderly lady relax when Heimdall made everyone's blood (including yours) run cold.
"She's here.''
Quickly you and the guardian worked hard to get the people of Asgard to evacuate through the back of the fortress towards Bifrost. You were almost there when you came across Hela's huge beast. Immediately, everyone retreated, but on the other side of the bridge was an enemy army. Even with a giant spaceship providing cover when shooting the beast, you, Heimdall and other Asgardians were forced to fight back. Suddenly, something fell out of the ship and… Wait a minute, was that Bruce Banner?!?! Someone tugged at your shirt sleeve. You looked down only to find a toddler pointing at something that, despite being partially covered in fog, was definitely huge.
"Your saviour is here!''
You were never so happy to see that stupid man in your entire life.
***
When the three of you got back home, you begged Loki to let you buy a puppy. It would be great for Astrid's development, you argued, of course, Loki was reluctant because he knew your own selfish motives, although you were right about dogs having a positive impact on babies' lives, so a few days later he showed up at the house with the cutest Corgi puppy you've ever seen. You two named him Argos and he and Astrid immediately fell in love with each other.
It didn't take long for Astrid to grow up. She was a very sweet little girl who looked exactly like you. The only thing she had inherited from her father was his mesmerizing green eyes. She was also best friends with Billy and Tommy, the three children spent hours just playing in the backyard with Argos every day.
Today, when Astrid went to play at the boys' house, they had adopted a puppy named Sparky. Loki preferred to stay at home to build a playground for Astrid, and the kids were already making thousands of plans to play in the backyard of your house with Argos and Sparky who would definitely be friends. When you asked Wanda where Vision was, she said he was at work. Today was Saturday, but you preferred not to comment on anything.
The twins freaked out, and Wanda had to explain how couples sometimes fall out before her kids thought Vision was tired of them.
You didn't know that Wanda and Vision were fighting, but you chose not to get involved. Instead, you asked Wanda if she'd like you to take the kids to the community pool. She quickly accepted and ten minutes later you and the kids were leaving Wanda home alone so she could put the gourd back in place. That was all the help you could offer her for now.
***
It was Halloween. Astrid wanted to dress up as Wednesday Addams, which you thought was weird, as the two of them couldn't have more opposite personalities, but you agreed. To match, you had Loki dress up as Gomez and you dressed up as Morticia. Your husband pretended he thought you all looked ridiculous, but you knew he loved it. Loki didn't want to go on patrol today, he preferred to 'Enjoy his girls'. All you can do is roll your eyes, leave more kibble in the pot for Argos, and take your little family to meet Wanda and the twins.
When you finally found them, you were introduced to Pietro, Wanda's brother. He tried to flirt with you, but a single deadly stare from Loki directed at him made the silver-haired man immediately shut up.
Billy, Tommy, Astrid and Pietro were causing real chaos around the neighbourhood, which drove you and Wanda crazy, but Loki said that mischief was always welcome on Halloween and had no problem letting his daughter terrorize the neighbours next door with her friends.
You and Wanda forced the children (Pietro included) to return all the stolen sweets. That took a few hours, but once they were done, Tommy used his super speed to take Astrid and Billy to get more candy (The right way this time), leaving You, Loki, Wanda and Pietro alone.
The four of you ate and talked as you made your way to the area where a Halloween pumpkin display was being held. Everything was going well until Pietro started commenting about how 'Thanks to Wanda' people were happier and that despite everything, they were having a good and peaceful life. You didn't notice when Loki and Wanda exchanged side-eye glances for a full three milliseconds before Loki got up so fast you were sure he got dizzy and dragged you away from the Maximoff twins claiming he wanted to buy toffee apples for you both.
You were so confused by his (and Pietro's) sudden bizarre behaviour that it took you approximately 30 seconds to react. When you finally snapped out of your befuddled state, you dug your feet into the ground and faced your husband.
"Loki, what the hell was that? What do you mean by buying toffee apples? You hate toffee apples. And I know Pietro is kind of weird but he seemed very sane at the tim-" You were interrupted.
"That was nothing Y/n, you're imagining things. Pietro Maximoff is a lunatic, we both know that.
"Something tells me you don't believe a single word you're saying yourself. I don't know what he means but I feel like you do." You confronted him.
Honestly, you never noticed anything strange around you. Your life and that of your neighbours appeared to be completely normal. But Pietro said something that bothered you. Of course, you had problems, but they were many... Simple. Just minor inconveniences that more seemed to be happening to give some sense of normalcy. People always said that some things were too good to be true.
Maybe Pietro wasn't a lunatic after all.
But you knew Loki long enough to know you weren't going to win that argument. So you let him lead you by the hand to the toffee apples stand and pretended not to notice how hard he was trying to look like he was genuinely enjoying the candy and that he was not wanting to throw up.
***
How?
You had been decorated as the best warrior in Asgard countless times. You had protected Gods. You were a heroine adored by billions of people and had already survived so many adventures that you could have easily written a bestselling book about yourself (That's what the most epic books of all time were called according to Stark). And yet, how could you be so… useless?
You had lost your beloved home and on the same day you had to watch the brutal extermination of almost half of your people and you could barely defend them. You barely made it out alive, for Odin's sake!
All Thanos' fault. That titan son of a bitch you would have sold your soul just for the chance to execute and watch his scaphism. You knew he had an army of titans. You knew all the stories about how Thanos was considered practically invincible. But even so, you couldn't help hating yourself for not being enough and for letting your people down.
But by the time Thanos demanded Loki hand over the Tesseract or he'd kill Thor, you knew Loki well enough to know he'd try one last thing. But you no longer thought your life was worth much. All your instinct for self-preservation has long since disappeared.
If you had to die to protect the princes of your kingdom, that's exactly what you would do.
When the Titan pinned Thor and killed Heimdall right after defeating the Hulk, you did the first thing that popped into your head. You snatched the hypercube from Loki's hand at lightning speed and ran towards Thanos
''Here. Take the Tesseract and do whatever you want with it, just go away and leave us alone. I beg you.'' You looked pathetic like that. One of the most powerful elements in the galaxy was in your hands, and yet you were on your knees, weeping and begging for a monster to spare the rest of your people. Thanos looked at you like for a few seconds before taking the Tesseract.
''I have heard much about you, daughter of Halldis. You are known as a hero. You were wise to accept the fate of this galaxy and collaborate with the greater good.'' He said before taking his army with him and leaving you surrounded by corpses and wounded people. Thor and Loki were alive. You were useful for something.
But why did you feel so… selfish? Of course, you weren't a sociopath, but still, for a few seconds, Thanos saw you as an equal.
Hero, they called you.
But at that moment you knew you were a fraud. You felt a genuine disgust with yourself and stopped believing in the mercy of the gods. If they really were merciful, they would have let you die in that carnage.
The life of any Asgardian seemed worth a thousand times more than yours. You just didn't deserve to live.
***
Loki had left Astrid at Wanda's house to play with the twins. Astrid was always playing with the twins, so you wouldn't suspect a thing. Of course, it wasn't morally right of Loki to dilute sleeping pills in the milk on the cereal he gave you this morning. But in his defence, he was going through something he never thought he would.
He was freaking out.
Loki Laufeyson had never felt that in all his thousands of years of life.
He always had things planned out and always made sure everything went exactly as he had so meticulously envisioned. Of course, not even the most detailed man in the world could control every situation every time. But even when things didn't go as Loki had planned, he always managed to stay calm and most of the time he had a plan b. When he didn't have a plan b, he quickly found a way to save his ass. Cunning as a fox, you once remarked.
The problem is that Loki was always a completely rational person who never got into a situation without weighing all the pros and cons before giving a second thought to make sure it was worth it.
You were the first impulsive decision he made. He was crying hysterically as he felt his heart being torn apart and the next minute he was driving in a car with you holding his hand. He didn't think about what could go wrong, he was so distracted in his bubble of happiness with you that he completely forgot that something could go off the rails at any second.
And that's exactly what happened.
All the decorations in the house were changing every five seconds. Loki's magic and yours were out of control and the Asgardian God was beginning to sense that everything was about to fall apart. But he couldn't bear it, he just couldn't.
Not again.
So he had to do something that he always tried to avoid as much as possible, but unfortunately, it was his only alternative. He needed to talk to Wanda.
*** How the hell did he end up here?
He was at Wanda's house when one of those nosy agents Wanda had kicked out showed up. Wanda was starting to lose control, so Agnes took the redhead to her house. Loki still needed to speak with Wanda, so he followed the two women. The hostess made him and Wanda sit down on the sofa and then Loki slowly came to his senses. Why the hell did Agnes have so many peanut butter and jelly sandwiches in her living room while a children's cartoon was playing on TV?
Now that Loki had stopped to notice things, he really felt something was missing when he walked into Wan's house...
"Maximoff, where is my daughter?" he asked, staring at the woman with daggers in his eyes.
She was still a little flustered, so it took her a few seconds before she processed his words and shook her head.
''Oh… I-I…''
Loki immediately made a dagger materialize in his hand and placed the blade against Wanda's throat.
''I'll just repeat it one more time, Maximoff. Where…" He didn't have time to finish his threat because Agnes came back into the room.
''Mr. Laufeyson, there's no need for violence, for God's sake! Astrid and the boys are probably just playing in the basement.'' Agnes butted in before Loki committed murder. The man immediately grabbed Wanda by the collar (he wouldn't let her go until he was sure his little girl was okay) and dragged her down the basement stairs in search of the children.
Loki didn't know what he expected to find in that basement; but finding multiple vines-covered columns, elaborately macabre-looking stained-glass windows, and dozens of dark magic elements were definitely not on his list.
And then suddenly, the brunette woman Loki had never liked had locked the door with her… Magic.
''The name is Agatha Harkness. Lovely to finally meet you.''
Shit.
***
''I still can't believe you of all people learned to cook. A voice behind you commented.
You rolled your eyes but couldn't help but smile.
As ironic as it seems, Loki was the one who helped you out of your self-hatred state after Thanos' victory and since then the two of you have put your differences aside and decided to try to help what's left of the world as much as possible. Thor named Valkyrie king of new Asgard and you became the Goddess of Fidelity.
You never felt you deserved the title.
Loki was the royal advisor and was doing an excellent job restoring Asgard alongside the new king. You and he spent all the Sundays with Thor to cheer him up and take care of his mental health. You helped Steve through every therapy session because you knew how difficult it was for him to try to maintain Sam's legacy like that. You and Loki also babysat Morgan one night a month so Pepper and Tony could go on dates, and even though he pretended to hate babysitting, you knew Loki was crazy about the little girl.
You two lived in the Avengers tower with Natasha to monitor the state of the galaxy in monthly meetings with Denvers, the raccoon, Rhodes and Okoye. Since the three of you lived alone and the last time Nat or Loki entered a kitchen they set the place on fire while trying to cook an egg, you were practically forced to learn how to cook. After five years of practice, you've become quite the cook.
At the moment you were making lasagna because Nat had been tired lately and that was her favourite dish.
''If I hadn't learned, the three of us would have starved to death years ago.'' You joked. So-so.
''Despite all the difficulties living in this nightmare causes, I feel strangely happy,'' Loki commented.
You both knew it was wrong. Billions of people had lost their families and friends, including you and Loki. But the two of you couldn't help but enjoy the chaotic routine you had built up together. He was far better company than you could ever dream of.
''After you're done with dinner, we could binge-watch Modern Family,'' he suggested.
''Loki we binge-watched Modern Family six times!'' You complained.
After putting the lasagna in the oven, you turned to face your friend, only to realize he was closer than you thought.
In the last few years that he's been by your side, you can get to know the real Loki. Not the man you've spent the last few years seeing as someone deserving only hatred or pity. He had changed a lot after the Snap, and you finally got to see what a caring, smart, funny, gentlemanly and occasionally kind man he was. And well, up close, you couldn't deny how handsome he was. His eyes looked at you adoringly and suddenly the air was very hot and the atmosphere had changed. He lowered his eyes to your lips and…
God, he was going to kiss you.
The man who has spent his entire life avoiding and infuriating you would kiss you and your stomach couldn't be more full of butterflies. Your heart was beating wildly in anticipation and you'd never wanted anything as badly as you wanted to feel his lips against yours.
But just as he was about to finally close the tortuous distance between you both, Natasha called you into the room to see to some business urgently. You and Loki reluctantly obey the redhead only to find her and Steve looking at the security camera footage. The shock was written on both of their faces and as you and Loki looked at the footage, you too were shocked as well.
Scott Lang was alive?!?!
***
Apparently, Wanda was wrong about the state of Westview's population. They were definitely not doing well in suburban life designed to be perfect. He hated to admit it, but Wanda needed to set them free, there was nothing Loki could do.
You wouldn't want any of this if you were alive.
He was also right about everything ending in chaos. You had woken up and gone to the square looking for him and despite wanting desperately to take you in his arms and assure you that everything was going to be okay, he was tired of lying to you. Agatha Harkness fought against the Scarlet Witch (Apparently the legend was very real and he felt stupid for not realizing the truth about Wanda Maximoff before) and Agatha was defeated.
Wanda took Loki's hand and pulled him away from his and Wanda's family so they could have some privacy.
''I-I'm sorry.'' The most powerful woman in the universe looked so small and vulnerable in front of him. Loki would never know what came over him, but he let her cry into his chest as he stroked her back.
''I'm also... sorry, Maximoff.''
Wanda and Loki weren't friends and probably never would be. But they carried the pain of a difficult past and having lost their lovers and with it their prospects for happiness in the future. He hated to admit it, but he would always feel a deep connection with Wanda and he knew she felt the same.
Wanda went to her house to enjoy her last moments with her family and Loki did the same. Astrid was sitting on his shoulders and you were holding his hand the whole way home. When he looked at you, you gave him a sad and reassuring smile at the same time and every time you did he could feel his eyes burning, his body desperate to curl up in the fetal position and cry.
You arrived home and while you sang an Asgardian lullaby to Astrid, who was hugging Argos, the little girl was falling asleep with her face buried in her father's chest. She might be young, but she could feel that this would be the end, but she needed to enjoy the last moments with her family the same way every other moment was spent: With a smile on her face.
You four deserved this.
When she and Argos were finally asleep, Loki settled her on the bed and kissed her on the cheek. He pretended not to notice the tear left on his daughter's face right after you kissed her.
You two went to your room and lay down on the bed so you could cuddle and simply feel the warmth of each other's bodies. So that the hearts of two lovers would beat in the same rhythm. You stayed that way for three minutes, three hours or three years; Loki could never tell. But then you cupped his face and kissed him. You kissed him with all the pure love you felt for him. It was a kiss so painfully sweet he wanted to cry for the twentieth time that day. You rested your head on his chest so his heartbeat lulled you to sleep. When Loki realized you were unconscious, he wanted to sleep too. All he wanted was to spend the rest of his life in your arms, in that bed. But he did not allow himself to fall asleep.
Loki knew you wouldn't be there when he woke up.
***
You thought you were used to the pain of losing people you loved. That your heart was already so broken that if someone else important to you died, it wouldn't hurt so much anymore.
When Barton came back alone and with that look in his eyes like he'd just seen his whole world destroyed, you knew Natasha was gone.
You cried for hours, shedding so many tears you could almost feel your body drying out. Natasha had suffered so much in her life and yet she knew how to be kind and give her all to help others. She always supported you and managed to comfort you when no one noticed you were not okay in the first place. One of the strongest and most wonderful women in the world had died as she had lived: Doing the impossible and beyond to save people who didn't even care about her.
And that's why all of you were here. On the battlefield in the most epic fight you've ever been on a mission to destroy Thanos and his army. Natasha had sacrificed her own life so that you all could save the world and none of you could let her die in vain.
That's how you ended up the same way you did five years ago. Kneeling at Thanos' feet as he won, as it was always meant to be.
''I am Inevitable'' He smiled sickly as he felt total victory as he snapped his fingers to finally get rid of humanity forever. Some things were just… Meant to be. Like Thanos' success in his mission. The universe was always in his favour for him to be succeeded.
But not today.
Excruciating physical pain shot through your body as you felt your right arm burn from the overwhelming amount of power coursing through your veins from the stones in your hand. You definitely wouldn't survive this.
But you had decided a long time ago that you didn't deserve to live.
''And I… Am…,'' You were making a superhuman effort to speak, but you ignored the pain and finished uttering your last words. It was time to finally find your way to Valhalla and find your parents. Aunt Frigga. Heimdall. Your Asgardian people.
Nat.
''... The Goddess of Fidelity''. You snapped your fingers and then everything went dark.
***
Thor knew he had no right to interfere, but he couldn't help but rage as he saw the looks of scorn and disgust directed at his brother and Wanda Maximoff that the residents of Westview and the S.W.O.R.D agents were sending their way. Of course, the two were wrong to enslave an entire city, but they had just lost everything. Why couldn't people understand that by willingly destroying the barrier, Loki and Wanda had given up their last chance to be happy? Why couldn't they stop feeling sorry for themselves for a second to try and reflect that those two were grieving and desperately trying to deal with this horrible feeling that no one deserved to go through?
They were all so arrogant. As if they wouldn't use Wanda's powers to bring loved ones back if they had the opportunity.
But the God of Thunder swallowed his anger and went after Loki.
He was so busy with his own grief over losing his dearest friend that he completely forgot that he wasn't the only one grieving. Now Loki was even more broken than before and there was nothing Thor could do but try to comfort him.
While you were alive, you fought tirelessly for him and Loki to have a true brotherly relationship by loving each other unconditionally. And damn him if he let anything you've fought for in your life go to waste.
Thor found Loki sitting on a bench in a small square near Westview. He was admiring the setting sun with an unreadable expression on his face.
''There's nothing I can do, brother. Nothing in this world can bring her back. I… I just want you to know that I understand your pain and that I will be here with you for as long as it takes if it helps you feel better.'' Thor finally spoke after sitting down beside his brother and staying in silence for several minutes. He never needed to comfort people who were grieving before. Despite knowing it wasn't enough, the blond God was trying his best.
And Loki knew it.
He knew that Thor meant every word and that he would indeed be sitting beside him in silence, watching the sunset for the rest of eternity if that would make Loki feel any better. When he looked away from the west into Thor's baby blue eyes, Loki began to cry.
The Loki of a few decades ago would rather die than allow himself to be in such a vulnerable position in front of Thor. But this Loki could only feel gratitude for having a brother who loved him till the moon and back and would help him deal with his pain and his hysterical crying without the slightest bit of judgment. That he would let Loki stay in his embrace forever while trying to ease his pain, even if Thor himself was miserable.
He still hadn't made up his mind if he regretted going after Wanda the instant he heard about Westview. If he regretted asking for a happy life with Y/n to the redhead who accepted the proposal immediately because she understood Loki's pain and because you had been very sweet to her when you rescued her in Sokovia and she never had a chance to thank you or become your friend.
The only thing Loki was sure of was that his heart would never heal and that his biggest regret was spending more than a millennium being hopelessly in love with you and never telling you.
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wheredafandomat · 1 month
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I’ll stay
Divorced dad! Loki x female reader
18+ | contains smut, angst - Loki and reader are divorced and share a child
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“Okay, okay, I’m coming now, alright, bye” you sighed as you hung up the phone, daring a glance into the restaurant at your date, awkwardly twiddling his thumbs as he waited for you to come back inside. Another sigh escaped you as you caught a glimpse of yourself in the reflection. Tired eyes were hidden behind layers of mascara and eyeshadow. Your frown masked by the rouge tint you had haplessly rubbed onto your lips. Your eyes wandered down to your dress. You looked good overall, there was no denying that. You ran your hands down your sides, taking a deep breath before plastering on a smile and heading back inside.
“Y/n, is everything alright?” He asked, trying to hide his elation at the fact you had returned until he saw you reaching for the jacket you had draped behind your chair when you first arrived.
“I’m so sorry but I’ve got to go, it’s an emergency” you apologised earnestly “it’s Sienna, she’s not feeling well and she’s asking for me” you explained, putting your jacket on.
“Isn’t she with her dad?”
“Yes” you nodded “but—”
“So she’s fine, have another glass of wine” he insisted, gesturing to the chair you just tucked in.
“I can’t, I—” you tried to excuse “I’ll call you okay” you rushed out, turning around before heading out of the restaurant and hailing a taxi.
“She’s sleeping now” Loki spoke, opening the door as you stepped inside.
“So why did you call me?” You huffed as you entered, Loki closing the door behind you as you breathed in through your nose smelling that familiar aftershave.
“I was unsure if she’d settle without your presence. Besides, I didn’t know it’d take you so long to arrive” Loki added almost bitterly as he took you in.
“I was on the other side of the city” you shrugged “I was on a date” you admitted, surprising even yourself at the confession.
“Oh, I see” Loki spoke, almost dejectedly as he looked away from you. “How was it?” He decided to ask, looking back up at you.
“Short” you stated, ignoring the pang of what could only be stupidly described as guilt that evaded you.
“My apologies” Loki replied, glancing away before his eyes met yours again. “You look” he paused “good”
“Thank y—” you began.
“You always look good” he seemingly huffed to himself at the thoughtless compliment. “You look beautiful y/n” he interrupted.
“Thank you” you smiled chastely as a conspicuous pause filled the space between you both. Doting eyes boared into yours as you swallowed thickly, unable to tear your gaze away from Loki’s. His stare was primal, lustful, almost charged as you took a sharp breath, trying to forget the fact that you hadn’t been laid in almost a year and that Loki had that familiar aftershave on.
“Don’t look at me like that” you finally broke the silence.
“Like what?” He almost smirked.
“Loki you love me” you frowned.
“Y/n” Loki halted “I adore you” he expressed.
“Stop” you shook your head, willing the tears that were now brimming in your eyes to stop. You didn’t know whether they were from your lack of blinking after staring at him or the emotions coursing through you.
“I’m truly enamored” he continued to your chagrin as he stepped towards you “you bewitch me. You—”
“Stop!” You raised your voice.
“I can’t let you go y/n, why can’t I quit you?”
“You already have Loki, you let me go the moment you—”
“Tell me you don’t love me” he dared.
“Loki I—” you stopped, your lip beginning to quiver as a tear escaped you.
“Tell me you don’t love me” he murmured, kissing the tear away from your cheek “and I’ll stop.”
Your knees felt weak beneath you as his lips met the bare skin of your neck as he pushed your jacket off of your shoulders. Tender kisses met behind your ear as you held your breath, eyes falling closed. “Tell me you don’t love me anymore y/n” he whispered, kissing your earlobe “please” he almost begged, unable to restrain himself, the only thing able to stop him being your words.
“I-I” you stuttered, melting against Loki as his lips met yours.
You were quick to deepen the kiss, your tongue moving against his as his arms wrapped around you. He felt perfect against you. You barely broke for breath, kissing him passionately as you pushed him back against the couch, Loki pulling you down with him. You straddled him, hips moving to and fro above him as your body ached for more. You could feel him hardening beneath you as you practically ripped his shirt off of him, your lips meeting the warmth of his skin. You ran your hands across his torso, your nails lightly scratching him as you kissed his neck, moving lower. You moved down the couch, almost hanging off of it as your fingers undone his belt.
“Slow down” Loki jested as you kissed across his lower abdomen, pulling his boxers down.
“Shut up” you snapped, freeing his erection as Loki’s eyes fell closed.
“Fuckk” he exhaled, relaxing as you kissed the tip before taking it into your mouth. Your hand moved across his length in light strokes as you flicked your tongue around the head of his cock, eliciting a quiet moan from him. His hand found the back of your head, guiding your movements gently as he hit the back of your throat. You continued, your head moving up and down before Loki tried to push you away. He was close.
Wordlessly, you straddled him again, lifting your dress as Loki pushed your panties to the side, helping you lower yourself against him.
“Lokiii” you mewled as he filled you to the hilt, his cock throbbing against your walls.
“Just like that” Loki spoke through gritted teeth, thrusting up inside of you as you bounced above him.
“Fuckk” you moaned, trying to stay quiet as he fucked you.
“Taking me so well” he praised, looking up at you through hooded eyes “good girl, that’s my good fucking girl.”
“Ughh, I—I’m soo—” you moaned.
“I know, I know” Loki rasped, jaw clenched as he continued thrusting.
Your eyes met. You had to look away.
“I’m gonna cum” you cried, eyes closed tightly as your breaths grew heavier.
“Fuck!” Loki hollered, his orgasm hitting him as he came inside of you, his seed oozing out as your walls tightened around him.
As you floated down from your high, you eventually looked down at Loki.
“I don’t, Loki” you shook your head, Loki’s eyes pleading for you not to continue. “I don’t love you, not now, not anymore.” You sniffled, unsure whether or not you believed yourself.
“You’ll stay? Tonight?” Loki asked, voice quiet.
“Yeah” you nodded “I’ll stay.”
<<it’s been a while since I’ve written << and a boy called me good girl the other day << I hope you enjoyed!!
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sassypossumm · 20 days
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That's It, We're Moving Back To Asgard
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Your daughter gets teased mercilessly, and the aftermath. What did you expect when her father is Loki?
Loki would just make the best dad I think.Finally back to thinking about my favorite man, Loki!
Really, darling, it's all in the wrist." Loki chuckled, flipping yet another of your incredibly expensive dishes into the air. He easily caught the dish in his other hand.
"I believed you the first time, Loki." You snatched the plate from his hands before he could start spinning it on his finger like a basketball. Loki's eyes sparkled with mischief, and as you turned to put the plate back in the cabinet, he reached for another and began spinning it on his index finger.
"You act as if I'm going to drop one of your precious,"
Crash.
You stiffened at the telltale sound of glass hitting the floor. Slowly you closed the cabinet door and turned to glare at your husband. Loki raised his eyes reluctantly from the floor to meet yours.
"Odinson, I swear," Your face tightened, and you propped your hands on your hips.
"Darling," He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, but before you could open your mouth the front door flew open. Jumping at the sound, you turned just in time to see a familiar flash of black fly up the stairs. Sharing a look with your husband, you darted up the stairs to your daughter's room. Leaning your ear against the door, you heard the sound of soft crying. You didn't have to look over your shoulder to know that Loki was right behind you.
"Sohvi?" You called softly, gently knocking on the door. The crying stopped.
"Go away, please." Your heart broke at the watery whimper coming from the other side of the door. You turned to look up at Loki in concern. He leaned closer to the door.
"Sohvi, love, open the door." You heard the shuffle of feet and stepped back when the door opened.
Daddy's girl.
You smiled to yourself at the thought, a smile that quickly fell from your lips. Sohvi stared up at you both for several moments with wide puffy eyes. Her lip quivered and with a whimper she shuffled forward and weakly reached for her father. Loki quickly scooped her into his arms. Wrapping her arms tightly around his neck she buried her face into his chest and sobbed.
Your heart seized at the mournful sound as you followed Loki into the room. He sat on the bed and rocked your daughter back and forth. Kneeling by the bedside, you combed your fingers soothingly through her hair and looked up at Loki with furrowed brows. He shook his head and kissed the crown of her head. After a while her tears subsided, and she turned in Loki's arms to reach for you.
"Oh, sweetheart." You wrapped her in your arms and hugged her tightly. You cradled her as best as you could while trying to maneuver the both of you back onto the bed. Loki wrapped his arm around your side, and you kissed the crown of your daughter's head. "Sohvi, honey, what's wrong?" You said quietly against her hair. Sohvi sniffed and pulled back to look at you with watery eyes.
"Why don't they like me?" Your heart broke.
"Why doesn't who like you, pet?" Loki's hand came to rest on her small back.
"The other kids." Wiping her nose with her sleeve, Sohvi hung her head with another whimper. Loki's eyes shot up to meet yours.
"I'm not a freak, I'm not!" She flung herself back into your arms with a loud sob. Over her head you watched as Loki's eyes darkened.
"No, Sohvi, no you're not." You said simply, running your fingers through her dark hair. She pulled back to look at you with fierce determination.
"Then why do they call me that?"
"Because you are above them." Loki's words came out coldly. Sohvi sniffed and turned to look at him.
"Really?" Her voice sounded hopeful. Raising a brow, you placed your hands over her ears and narrowed your eyes at him.
"Loki," You lowered your voice. "Now's not the time to be instilling our daughter with a god complex." You chose to avoid the sour look he gave you over your daughter's head and instead rested your hands on the sides of her face.
"Sohvi," You began gently, tilting her head up to meet your eyes. "You're a very special little girl, and sometimes, others don't understand that." Smiling softly, you brushed a strand of hair out of her eyes. "Do you understand, sweetie?" Sohvi sniffed and shook her head.
"Not really, but okay." You sighed and wrapped your arms tightly around her. 
"You just keep being the sweet, special little girl you've always been, alright?" Sohvi nodded and pressed herself further into your chest. 
***
"Who do they think they are, tormenting my child!" Loki spat, throwing his shoe across the room. Sohvi had fallen asleep several hours ago, and now it was your turn to be getting ready for bed. With a sigh, you turned down the blankets and climbed into bed.
Loki shoved his hand roughly through his hair and furiously paced back and forth across the room. Folding your arms, you watched him intently.
"That's it, we're moving to Asgard." You straightened as he came to a standstill at the foot of the bed. 
"Wait, what?" You leaned forward. Loki shook his head in determination and turned towards the dresser. 
"We should have moved there a long time ago." You winced as he gripped the sides of the dresser, and you heard the sound of cracking wood. 
"Darling, what would that accomplish?" You pushed back the covers and slid out of the bed. Coming to stand behind Loki, you wrapped your arms around his waist and rested your chin on his shoulder. 
"She'd be amongst her people." 
"I really don't think we'd receive a very warm welcome on Asgard right now." You said gently, running your hands down his arms to rest on his hands. 
"Meaning?" His voice was tight. 
"You know exactly what I mean." 
"It might be easier in Asgard." Loki sighed.
"Children are children everywhere, my love." You brushed your thumb over his knuckles. Loki relaxed and turned to lean against the dresser, drawing you into his chest. 
"They wouldn't dare tease a princess of Asgard." 
"Let's discuss it later." You murmured, rising on tiptoe to nip at his jaw. Loki groaned, and his hands came to rest on your hips. "We'll go to the principle and have a talk." Wrapping your arms around his neck, you ran your nose slowly over his jumping pulse point and came to rest on the balls of your feet. "Don't think I've forgotten the last time we were in the principal's office." Loki's lips twitched and he tightened his hold on your hips. 
"I seem to recall that you had your way with me as soon as we entered this very room, my pet." His voice lowered to a growl. 
"Hm." You grinned and ran your hands across his shoulders. "Wanna give me a summary of what I can look forward to after our next visit?" You smirked up at him playfully, earning a raised eyebrow from your husband. Hooking his hands behind your knees, Loki easily lifted you into his arms. Locking your legs around his waist, you ran a hand through his hair as he pressed a reverent kiss to your collar bone before tilting his head back to meet your eyes. 
"I'm not winning this discussion, am I?" He raised a brow and smirked. You returned the gesture and tightened your grip on his hair. 
"Not unless you want a beautiful case of blue balls." 
"You wouldn't dare, you minx." His eyes narrowed. 
"Oh, my love, I think we both know, I'd dare a lot of things." You squealed as he tossed you onto the bed. Loki rested a knee on the edge of the bed and gave you a wicked grin. 
"I'm sorry I can't give you a summary, my love, unfortunately I don't do anything in halves." He said in a low voice. 
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ashdreams2023 · 7 months
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Hiii, i was wondering if you could do some headcanons about Loki x femenine reader, who have a child together, i just like the thought of them being a family. I love your writting also <3
Of course!
Loki x fem reader with a child
The very few months we’re his favorite, he loved watching his baby sleep and warp it’s little hand around his finger
Was very attentive to you both, brushed your hair for you and took the child for you to shower
Buys tons and tons of tiny socks because he doesn’t know self control
When the baby starts teething he lets it sucking on his fingers because they feel cool and nice
Lots of group naps because when the baby sleeps everyone else does
You and Loki go on walks together every weekend, Loki wears those body strap baby carriers
You braid Loki’s hair because the baby always tries to pull on his hair
Will tease you about the baby say dada before mama
He will cry on the first day of kindergarten more than your child and you
"You know they’re coming back right?"
"That’s still my baby!"
Takes you on nice dates every once in a while if there is someone to baby, you trust
Thor is the worst because he keeps bringing things a child should not play with
"Loki he can’t have a sword!"
"You think I don’t know that?!"
Builds pillow forts and then magics them up to look realistic
The baby mimics your moves and goes running to Loki when he gets home to show him what you did all day
When the baby is sick he’s so stressed it’s not even funny, he can’t sleep or eat until the little one gets better
Floats the baby around just to mess with you and give you mini heart attacks
"Are you trying to kill me?!"
"Nah we die together"
When you get dressed up both him and the baby are just mesmerized
They are your number one fans
"Mommy looks beautiful doesn’t she?"
Loki’s favorite thing is when you and the baby lay on top of him and nap, it’s just comfortable weight
Halloween is crazy because you want to try every cute little outfit on your baby and Loki takes lots of photos
Overall Loki loves his little family, and appreciates every small thing about you both
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mymelodymia · 5 months
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HELLO, hope you're having a great day. can I request a loki x daughter reader (age 16) where she has many insecurities and worries and he realizes it and helps her? If this is a hard limit, please ignore it 💘
Here for you // Loki laufeyson x daughter reader
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Summary: loki comforts you after finding out your insecure :(
Warnings: insecurities, hating body, being mean to loki (kinda),
Age: 16
🩰˚˖𓍢ִ໋ ♡🎧✧˚.🎀༘⋆+•°+💕*°•+
You frowned as you lifted your shirt up slightly in front of your mirror. Turning to see your side profile. Staring at your stomach.
You thought no boys/girls would ever show interest in you if you looked like this. Although your body was completely normal for your age. Sighing as you felt a tear fall down your cheek.
You continued staring at your body, to which you hated, when your father, loki, suddenly burst through the door. Usually he'd knock and you'd have a second to jump into your bed and put on a fake smile. But you didn't this time.
You took in a sharp breath, whipping around to face him. With his eyebrows scrunched, he tilted his head in confusion as to what you were doing.
"Ww-What are you doing?" He asked as you felt your cheeks turn red. With your head downcast, you felt tears come to your eyes. You backed up slowly until you sat down on your bed.
Your father walked over and sat down next to you. placing his hand over yours in order to comfort you. "What were you doing darling?"
You sniffed before letting out a small sob, loki threw his arms around you as a reflex to this. You continued to sob into his chest for a while. He rocked you back and forth as ran his fingers through your dark wavy hair. Shushing you from time to time.
Eventually you calmed down. Pulling away from your father, you looked at him tearfully. He looked deep into your emerald green eyes before asking the question again.
"What were you doing?" He asked in a soft tone, his asgardian accent ringing in your ears. You took in a deep breath before confessing.
"I...really, hate the way i look." Loki looked surprised at this, brushing a strand of hair away from your face. "Why?"
"Im afraid that if im too fat I'll never get a partner...and if i dont loose some weight no boy/girl will love me..." you said sadly. Your father again, looked shocked at this.
"Y/n, darling, your not fat, your not even overweight in the slightest...did, someone tell you these lies?"
"No, not really i just...i want boys/girls to like me, and i just, I just dont like the way i look. Its ugly and-"
"I beg your pardon?" Loki interrupted, 'Ugly' he hated that word. "Tell me, why in the world you would think that?"
"I dont know! Okay!?" You shouted, "i dont know why i feel this way! Just go away!" You yelled in frustration. He placed a hand on your shoulder. Remaining calm as your mood switched quickly.
He sighed and pulled you close to him, you again started to sob into him. He pulled away from this gentle touch for a moment to lie down on his back, extending and arm to invite you in.
You rested your head on his chest as he held you close to him as you both continued to stare at the ceiling.
You allowed yourself to drift off in his arms, your chest rising and falling as you slept.
He had a maid draw you a warm bath when you awoke from your deep slumber. He also made you your favorite meal when you got out of the tub.
Over a few weeks, you felt at peace with your body, with your soul, with your mind.
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A/N: i hope you liked this loveeeeee! P. S, please ignore my inactivity lol
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vbecker10 · 14 days
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Loki's Silent Sentry (Part 5)
Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4
Pairing: Loki x female reader (y/n)
Summary: You are not just a soldier in Asgard's Royal Army, you are Lieutenant Y/L/N, Prince Loki's personal guard, his sentry and you are not supposed to fall in love with him. If you followed your training properly, you should never have even spoken to him. As a sentry, you are expected to remain silent and invisible as you shadow your appointed member of the royal family or member of the court protectively throughout their daily tasks.
Rumors (that happen to be true) begin to circulate through the palace that you serve the younger prince of Asgard both outside and inside his chambers. There is little you can do once word of your off duty activities spread through every maid, cook, gardener and seamstress in the palace. You soon find even the soldiers in your own company are now questioning how exactly you had come to earn your seemingly quick rise to lieutenant.
As the annual Winter Solstice Ball approaches, you come to the heartbreaking realization that your relationship with Loki must come to an end if you are both to fulfill your duties.
Warnings: Angst, arguing, Thor trying to be a better brother, Odin being a terrible father... I lied about the fluff... it's not in this part lol but it's coming I swear 💚
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The throne room erupts at Thor's revelation, some council members shout questions at Odin and Thor while others speak to the people nearest them to find out what they know. You can barely hear yourself think as Odin demands quiet but is ignored. He is quickly losing control of the council but that is the least of your worries at the moment.
The raised voices fade into the background as you look to Loki, your heart breaks at how lost he appears. His hand slips from yours and he slowly takes a step backwards, then another as he distances himself from his father, his head shaking lightly.
"Council!" the queen calls to get their attention but they are too concerned with their own conversations to hear her.
She waves her hands towards the doors at the back of the room and a golden glow slams then open. The throne room becomes eerily silent in an instant and the guards who had been standing watch outside rush in.
She walks down the steps from the throne having regained her composure, "I'm afraid I must insist the council leaves the throne room at once. I find I need to speak with my husband," her eyes fall to Odin, "and my sons." She adds as she looks at Thor with a heavy mixture of disappointment and anger.
The members of the council begin to file out of the throne room, their conversations continuing in earnest even as they exit.
You ignore everyone moving and talking around you, you can only think about Loki. You put one arm around his waist, your hand on his back, while your other hand gently touches his cheek. You tilt his head so he is looking towards you but his eyes are unfocused as if he is lost in thought.
"Loki," you say quietly but he doesn't seem to hear you. His arms hang loosely at his sides instead of responding to your touch.
"Loki," you say again, a bit louder but not enough to startle him. You need him to come back to you.
"They've used me," he says but not directly to you, more as if he is thinking out loud. "My father and my brother..." he pauses, his eyes finally focusing on you. "I can't lose you," he tells you in a low voice. "I won't."
You move your hand up his cheek to wipe a single tear away, "It's going to be ok." You barely believe your own words but you can't bear to tell him anything else. You fight back a wave of nausea as the knowledge that Loki will be forced to marry another woman truly begins to sinks in.
Pulling away slightly you look towards the queen, worried she will make you leave when Loki needs you the most. She can clearly see the concern in your eyes and without needing to ask she says, "You may stay."
You don't miss the disapproving look from Odin but your fear of him continues to lessen as your hatred for him rises. You nod in thanks Frigga and take Loki's hand to pull him closer to his mother as the guards close the doors.
For the second time, you are left alone with the royal family while they argue over the validity and fate of your relationship with Loki.
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Thor stands between his mother and father, you and Loki face them, your hand still holding his. Loki looks from his father to you and you lean towards him to whisper, "I love you." At your words his eyes suddenly shift from dull and distant to alight with fury.
He pulls his hand free from yours and clenches his fists tightly as his focus finds his father. "When were you planning on telling me you had used me as a pawn in one of your political games? On my wedding night?" Loki asks Odin as he takes a step towards the king.
"When the time was right," he answers as if Loki's frustration means nothing to him and you fear it might not.
"The right time would have been when you and my oaf of a brother were conspiring to make this preposterous deal," Loki snaps as he looks from his father to his older brother. "It certainly is not after."
"There was no need for you to be involved in our discussion," the king states and you can feel your anger building, matching Loki's. "We arranged your marriage, not as your father and brother, but as the reigning king and heir to the throne," Odin adds.
You scoff, "You say that as if it makes this betrayal any less painful."
The king glares at you. "Why are you still here soldier? You are no longer relevant to this conversation," he says dismissively.
"Do not treat her as if she means nothing," Loki defends you. He takes your hand protectively and you hold his arm with your other hand. "She is one of the few people on Asgard who actually cares about me and my happiness."
"And that is the issue," the king counters. "You are far too concerned with being happy," he says almost as if he doesn't understand the concept.
"Your duty is to the throne, to protect and serve the realm, not to do as you wish. You have responsibilities as a prince, even if you are not the heir and you cannot throw them away for this," he waves his hand towards you much like he did when addressing you after the ball.
"This is why you despise Y/N so much," Loki says slowly as he comes to this sudden realization. "It is not because she is a soldier or because she isn't from some wealthy family," he says.
He looks at you as he continues, a faint smile on his lips, "It is because she makes me happy and that means you can't control me as you once could. My love for her is what brought about all of my questions regarding marriage law in the first place."
He looks back at Odin, "Without her, I would have simply obeyed your command to marry the woman you chose because I would have had no cause to think there was another choice."
"You will marry the woman I have selected because you do not have a choice," the king threatens.
"That might not necessarily be true," Thor says but before he can explain, Odin's look silences him.
You feel the smallest ray of hope and cling to Loki as he puts his arm around your waist.
"What do you mean?" you ask Thor, "Is there-"
"You will be quiet," Odin practically growls at you but you stand your ground.
You are done being scared of him. He may be the king and you owe him your allegiance but you don't deserve to be spoken to this way. You open your mouth to tell him so but the queen speaks first.
"You will not speak to her as if she is some common prisoner you can terrorize into obeying your orders," the queen demands. "She is as much a part of this conversation as anyone else in this room."
You close your mouth slowly and blink in shock as the queen defends you. Odin goes still but you can see he is seething. She smiles at you almost in spite of her husband and says, "What was your question?"
You swallow and look at Loki who nods encouragingly for you to continue. "I don't understand what Prince Thor meant when he said that might not be true? Is there something we can do to stop Loki from being forced into this marriage?" you ask, desperate for even the possibility of good news.
"The arrangement clearly hasn't been sealed by the council," the queen says and Loki smiles in response, pulling you close.
"I don't know what that means," you admit but you can tell by Loki's expression that it is the answer you were hoping for. You know know military procedures and protocol like the back of your hand but royal marriage law was not something you were familiar with.
"There is a reason these types of contracts are no longer made in secret," the queen begins to explain. "In the old days, the sons and daughters of the king and high court were treated as any other good to be traded. Their fates were in the hands of a few old men who stared at maps to redivide land while drinking their fill of wine."
You can't help but wonder if the queen herself was given to Odin in such a way, it was hard to envision them ever having been a love match.
She continues, "In order to ensure these marriages were truly for the good of the realm as a whole and not just for the personal gain of the members involved, all arrangements must be made public and approved by the council, thus sealing them."
"But since the council obviously didn't know about this arrangement..." you say slowly.
"The marriage pack is not yet finalized," Loki finishes, his eyes full of the hope you feel.
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"I assume, based on the council's reaction, they will not be approving the arrangement," the queen says.
Thor look to his father to gauge his reaction then says, "They most likely will not. There was a reason we kept our discussion between ourselves and the woman's father."
"There are no other council members who are aware of this, or who the woman is?" Frigga asks.
Thor shakes his head as Odin folds his arms across his chest. The king looks as if he is moments from defeat and there is nothing else to be said.
"If that is the case, I deem the arrangement void," Loki's mother says and your heart skips a beat with excitement.
Loki pulls you into a tight hug at the news and you close your eyes as you press yourself against him. He runs his hand up and down your back and kisses the top of your head. You look up and smile but realize you cannot celebrate yet. He looks back at his parents but doesn't let go of you.
"I am glad this is settled but there is still the matter of the current marriage law," Loki reminds everyone, not that you could forget.
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"Loki," you say, your voice suddenly shaking. He looks down at you concerned and you tell him, "The king is still going to change the law so I can never be with you."
He shakes his head but you can't see a way around it. "That's what he was going to do before... before we found out about the arrangement," you remind him.
"There are two ways a law such as this can be changed," Loki explains to you. "The king has the authority to create laws but not on a whim or out of anger as he tried earlier. If the council doubts the validity of the ruling, they can challenge it."
You look away from Loki for a moment to see his father's reaction but he remains silent with his arms crossed. "What is the second way?" you ask, hoping it is better then the first choice.
"We call the council back and hold a vote," he says. "The king will be required to either accept or reject their decision," he says then he looks at his father, "But the last king who repeatedly overruled the council had a shortened reign, if i remember correctly."
"What will it be, father?" Thor asks and you hold your breath as Loki's arms keep you close.
He is quiet for a moment, obviously weighing his options. Change the law himself and risk the council challenging him or allow them to vote and hope they make the decision he prefers.
He sighs deeply, "Call the council to reassemble."
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The throne room fills with council members again as the king, queen and heir take their places atop the stairs of the throne. You and Loki stand together, his arm around your waist. The king holds up his hand for silence and the voices gradually fade.
"We have discussed the matter of Prince Loki's marriage arrangement," he states and the whispers begin again. "Silence," he calls and they comply so he can continue. "The agreement has been revoked, Prince Loki is no longer bound to it."
A few light cheers are heard from council members who were against it. You assume there is one angry person in the council, the father of the woman chosen by Odin. You don't care though, you are trying to remain cautiously optimistic about the last obstacle that remains ahead of you.
"And what of the change in marriage law for the second child in the royal family?" someone asks.
Thor steps forward, "We will hold a vote." You hold back a smile as Thor explains how the members are to cast their vote. Aye for upholding the existing law which would allow Loki to choose a wife based on the same criteria as any other council member and nay to revise the law to be identical to that of the heir.
While the members briefly discuss their opinions Loki leans down and whispers, "I love you. No matter the outcome, I promise I will be with you."
"I love you so much, Loki," you tell him. You hope he will be able to keep his promise but you are terrified that the vote may not be in your favor.
Odin clears his throat and the room goes silent again. "We will begin-" he starts but Loki interrupts him.
"If I may, father," he says calmly and Odin nods for him to continue. "I will not beg the council to vote the way I want them to but I do have one thing I need heard."
He looks at you and smiles then looks around the room. "If the council does not vote to uphold the current law and requires me to follow the same rules as the heir..." he pauses and your heart beats faster, "I will give up my title and status as a prince of Asgard."
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looopylupin · 10 months
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Joel: *smashes window*
Joel: vandalism is wrong ellie
Ellie: okay
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moiravim · 1 year
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Forevermore
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Dad Loki x child/teen yn (gender neutral)
Uncle Thor x teen yn
Just a bunch of fluff <3
Loki had met you on his first trip to Midgard. Although you were just a child, you were working with the avengers. You had powers that could let you heal people, so you worked with the other doctors in the medical wing.
Even though you spent all your time helping them, none of them cared for you like a parent would.
That was until Loki came. It was obvious to everyone that he had a soft spot for you. He watched over you and became the father figure you didn't have.
As soon as he got the chance, he adopted you and took you to Asgard. The two of you live together in the castle.
He'd help you learn lessons and how to control your magic. He made sure you felt like you belonged.
Loki is extremely overprotective of you. If anyone talked bad about you, He'd start yelling at them. No one is going to get away with hurting his child.
The two of you are inseparable. He makes sure you know how much he loves and cares for you.
His love language is quality time with you. If he could he'd spend every single second of his life next to you. Although Loki doesn't often show his love through touch, he holds your hand frequently.
By the time you were a teen, Ragnarok was starting and Loki took you to Midgard. Even if you argue that you can help, he refuses to let you. "I just don't want you to get hurt" he defends himself.
So the two of you go to Midgard anastay in a small apartment Thor had bought. The avengers didn't fully trust Loki yet, so they refused to let him stay in the compound.
Loki's schedule for the day was: make and eat breakfast, drop yn off at school, go to work, pick yn up, and get dinner.
Although he was annoyed by his new lifestyle, He was happy you both were safe and that you got to spend weekends together.
When Thor got back, you all moved to "new Asgard" and lived in a nice house together. Thor was delighted by the fact he was an uncle and treated you like his own child.
He'd take you out for ice cream, would introduce you to all his friends, and would teach you how to play video games.
When Thor was reunited with Jane, you had offered to use your powers on her. After a while of their begging her, she agreed.
After healing her, you were very exhausted and slept for a week while Loki and Thor took care of you as if you really were royalty. To them you were.
The four of you finally got your happy ending as a normal family. Thor and Jane now had each other, and you knew you'd always have Loki.
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secondratefiction · 5 months
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Headcanon on how you spend Christmas with your husband Loki and your father Tony and pepper also.
Hello again lovely, thank you for continuing to stick around! 💜
Honestly, you've lost track of the amount of events Stark Industries puts on this time of year. Pepper makes sure to copy you on the big ones you're supposed to be attending as a family, and you make sure to bring Loki along to a few of those as well.
It's taken a couple of years, but Tony and Loki have finally settled into a comfortable groove. They're not hanging out on their own or anything, but they amicable enough when everyone is together.
As far as Christmas itself... it wasn't until Morgan came along that classic traditions really became a thing.
Now, you and Loki spend the Christmas Eve with every one and do the whole gambit: decorating cookies for Santa, watching Rudolph and other Christmas movies, everyone getting the matching pajamas, etc. (Both Tony and Loki act so resigned, but anybody with eyes can see the pjs are one of their favorite parts)
Morgan's favorite thing has to be sitting around the fire of an evening with hot chocolate and listening to Loki tell stories (he may or may not also be conjuring up visual aids to go along with them). And honestly, watching how excited and into it he gets watching her reactions is probably your favorite part as well.
Christmas day itself is usually a pretty subdued affair, with just your family together getting to enjoy the morning and watching Morgan loose her mind over the many exciting things both your father and husband have concocted for her.
Depending on how the rest of the season has gone, there might be extended family over for Christmas dinner. Bruce, Nat, Clint and his family are pretty regular figures, sometimes Steve and Bucky too. Thor... it depends on what kind of time he has and what kind of mood Loki is in.
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wheredafandomat · 8 months
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I love you
Dad! Loki x ex F! reader
18+ | contains alcohol, smut
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Running around the house with one heel on, you tried to put your earring in whilst looking for your phone. Victorious, you called Loki’s number as you put your other heel on.
“When are you going to be here?” You asked once Loki had finally answered.
“I’m pulling up now.” He replied. Glancing out of the window, you watched as he parked onto the driveway. Making your way to the door, you let him inside.
“Daddy.” Amelia squealed, running towards Loki as he entered before wrapping her arms around his legs.
“Sweetheart.” He greeted, picking her up.
“Be good for daddy okay.” You spoke, pecking her cheek.
“You look nice.” Loki noted, quickly taking you in.
“Thanks.” You answered, flashing a hint of a smile but not meeting his eyes. “She’s already eaten, you’ve just got to read her a story before bed.”
“I have her on weekends y/n, I know how to look after our princess.” Loki replied.
“Yea, yes of course.” You agreed, feeling stupid for even mentioning it.
“Anyways, where are you off to? Somewhere nice?” Loki questioned.
“Just a restaurant.” You shrugged.
“A date.” He guessed.
“With friends” you lied, not sure why you felt the need to.
“Well, have fun.” Loki wished.
“Thanks.” You said again with another hint of a smile as you glanced up at Loki, standing tall, holding your daughter, a reminder of how things were before. Saying bye to the two of them, you left.
“So, what are your interests?”
You almost flinched as you were brought back to reality, your daydream slipping from you as your surroundings came back into focus. You were on a date, in a restaurant with a cute guy yet all you could think about was how Loki looked.
“I—umm” you thought, “I like to write.”
“Sounds interesting.” He replied before silence settled between you both again. Picking the glass of wine up in front of you, you brought it to your lips, smiling over it as your eyes met with the man sitting opposite you. Before you could swallow your sip, your phone vibrated on the table, the screen lighting up in the process.
“Is that your niece?” He asked, looking down at your phone, the screensaver a picture of you and Amelia.
“It’s my daughter.” You spoke, putting your glass down.
“Oh” he almost choked on his wine, “wow, you’re a—you have a—” he stuttered.
“Child” you finished for him “is that a problem?”
“No I just” he swallowed thickly “I wasn’t looking to raise someone else’s child so soon.”
“Good thing I’m not asking you to then” you smiled sarcastically, offended by his assumption that you’d want him anywhere near your child; she already has a father. “Bill please!” You called the waiter over.
“Are you sure you wouldn’t like to order any food?” The waiter asked, standing next to your table.
“Come on, we can still have a good night, even if it’s the only one we share.” Your date intoned suggestively causing your eyes to widen.
“Absolutely not.”
“You’re back early.” Loki greeted you as you entered the house, stepping out of your heels. Looking at him, you noticed that he was lounging on the couch with Amelia asleep against him.
“You didn’t put her to bed?” You asked, walking into the living room.
“She wanted a movie night with daddy, I couldn’t deny her.” Loki smiled, causing you to do the same as you reached out for her.
“Come on princess, let’s put you to bed.” You cooed.
“I’ll take her.” Loki insisted, gesturing for you to sit.
When Loki went upstairs, you made your way into the kitchen, pouring yourself a glass of wine and having a sip of it.
“So, how was your date? Bad I assume.” Loki teased, entering.
“It wasn’t a date.” You lied, still not sure why you felt the need to.
“You’re wearing that perfume” Loki inhaled “your date perfume.”
“I do not have a date perfume.” You chuckled.
“You do, you wore it every date night.” He persisted.
“Whatever you say.” You giggled, rolling your eyes.
“So how was it?”
Sighing, you took another sip of wine.
“Do you really want to know how my date went, Loki?”
“Yes.”
“It was awful,” you relented. “We didn't even eat, he started talking about how he doesn’t want to raise a child, like I’d ever need anyone else to help with that, and then I couldn’t stop thinking about—” you paused.
“About what?”
“About—about you.” You whispered the last word.
“I’m flattered.” Loki smiled coyly.
“I mean not you—us-no!” You stuttered.
“Y/n, it’s fine.” Loki paused your rambling. “Look, why don’t I make you something to eat quickly and then I’ll go.” He offered.
“You don’t have to.”
“I insist.”
“Fine.” You gave in, picking up the bottle of wine and making your way back to the living room.
“You forgot your glass.” Loki called after you.
“Don’t need it.”
Smelling the food, you stood up from the couch and made your way back into the kitchen, pausing for a brief moment at the door as your eyes ran down Loki’s form. You really had missed this, him cooking, the mundane things. Approaching him, you stood behind him, his back to your chest as he mixed whatever was in the pot on the stove.
“Y/n.” Loki exhaled as you wrapped your arms around him, placing a kiss against his back.
“Something smells good” you grinned, one of your hands trailing down his torso “tasty.”
“Stop.” He uttered, unconvincingly.
“You want me to stop?” You queried, your hand sliding underneath the waistband of his trousers.
“Fuck.” He bit back, removing your hand before spinning around, pushing you back against the opposite counter. “Don’t start something you’re not going to finish.” Loki warned.
“I always finish with you.” You smiled coquettishly
“You’re drunk.” He stated.
“I’m horny.” You countered.
“That’s not an excuse.” He tutted.
“Isn’t it?” You grinned, biting your lip seductively, Loki’s eyes dipping to them. “Come on Loki.” You dared, hopping onto the counter and widening your legs causing Loki to inhale sharply as his gaze ventured between them. Using one of your legs, you wrapped it around his, pulling him closer. Grabbing one of his hands, you guided it underneath your dress, between your legs, exhaling as Loki took over, his fingers toying with your clit. Your mouth fell open, eyes hooded as he removed his hand, bringing his fingers to his mouth before he lathered them in his saliva, bringing them back down to your centre.
“Loki.” You moaned breathily as he entered you with two of his fingers. His movements were precise, acquired, he always knew exactly how to push your buttons. Wrapping your arm around the back of his neck, you pulled him down closer to you before you kissed his ear, just how he liked. “I’m not drunk Loki, but I do want you.” You murmured against his ear before licking the shell of it again and just like that, everything was forgotten.
Drawing his hand back, Loki lifted his shirt, you helping him before discarding it on the floor. He drew his trousers and boxers down enough to expose his hard length, pointing upwards and resting against his abdomen. You licked your hand before wrapping it around his cock, rubbing it with long strokes as you and Loki’s gazes met, both lustrous, both needy. Replacing your hand, Loki lined himself up with your entrance before pushing inside of you, kissing your neck to stifle his moan. It had been so long yet you still fit him perfectly. He barely pulled out before pushing inside of you again, filling you completely as his name slipped past your lips. With each thrust, your moans grew louder. In an attempt to quieten you, Loki brought two of his fingers to your lips, prompting you to take them into your mouth which you did, you always did. He had to control himself, will himself to continue despite feeling your tongue swirling against his fingers whilst your warm heat throbbed around his cock. It was heaven, being so close to you again, breaths heavy, bodies receptive to one another’s, he felt at one with you again, like nothing had changed. He didn’t want it to end.
Lifting you, Loki made his way to the living room, laying you down against the couch before continuing to fuck you, both of you nearing the finish.
“Fuckk” you mewled, Loki grinding his hips against yours as he looked down at you “I hate that no one ever makes me feel like you do” you panted, Loki speeding his thrusts “I hate that I still love you Loki.” You almost cried, clinging onto him as your orgasm hit you like a wave.
“I know I’m sorry I-fuck—I love you y/n, so so much.” Loki admitted, movements stilling as he came before kissing you deeply.
Wordlessly, you turned over, Loki laying behind you with an arm around you as you closed your eyes.
“Should we go to bed?” He asked, quietly.
“Yes.” You agreed.
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Apologies for my inactivity - I have so many amazing fics I need to catch up on and I will do! For now, I hope you enjoyed this thing I wrote in the waiting room whilst waiting for my mum to collect me from the hospital because silly me forgot that OBVIOUSLY you cannot go home alone if you’ve been sedated 😅 (I’m fine)
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lady-rose-moon · 1 year
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Eeep! So exciting that you opened your requests! 😍
Well... Since I'm such big sucker for dad!Loki... What about a sweet bonding moment between Loki and his newborn baby? Maybe Haven, if you'd like? 🥰
Thank you, you are wonderful! ☺️
Our little Haven || Dad!Loki x reader || Requests open! ||
A/N: ahhhh I'm so excited to show you this! I fucking love dad!Loki and writing this helped me fall for him even more! Thank you for this request @holdmytesseract I truly loved writing it and I hope you like it too!
CREDIT TO THE ARTIST
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After an agonising thirty hours in labour, you finally brought your child into the world. You were sweaty, shaking and crying but when you heard the shrill cry come from your baby you laughed in relief and rested your head in your husband’s shoulder. Loki watched as the midwife wrapped the babe in a blanket and smiled at you and Loki.
“It’s a girl,” the midwife whispered with a warm smile, the smile becoming wider when he saw the utter delight on Loki’s face and your own face. “Although, it was peculiar…” she trailed off as she looked down at your daughter.”
Instantly, Loki began to run through all the different possibilities of what could have been wrong. “What… what is wrong? What was… peculiar?” you whispered weakly, voicing what Loki was panicking about, “is something wrong with her?”
“Well…” the midwife began before pulling her lip between her teeth and then looking between you and Loki, “she came out a boy. She just changed before my eyes. It’s… peculiar.”
Loki’s shoulder relaxed at the revelation and he chuckled nervously, guiding the midwife’s attention to him, “that would be because of me. I am genderfluid and my shapeshifting abilities must have been passed on to her. That is nothing to worry about.”
The midwife seemed to accept that and walked towards you, guiding you on how to hold your daughter properly before laying the bundle into your arms and stepping back. Your eyes welled up with tears of relief when you gazed down at the infant in your arms, her face all scrunched up and crying to the gods above. 
“She’s perfect,” you whispered to Loki as he leaned over your shoulder to get a look at his little girl. You brushed some excess blood from the girl’s face and watched as she subtly settled, gazing up at you curiously and seeming to accept your touch before her eyes closed and she opened her mouth to release another cry.
Loki sat by your bedside as you breastfed your child and rocked her. “You need to rest, pet,” Loki whispered to you when he noticed your eyes starting to droop and your breathing start to become deeper as you rested your head against the pillow, “I shall look after our girl for a while.”
“But…” you protested, looking between Loki and your daughter before admitting to yourself that you really needed to rest after the pain of the last thirty-something hours. “Alright,” you whispered, gently handing your daughter over to your husband and giggling when he looked at you, half terrified, “it’s alright,” you assured him with a grin, “you won’t break her.”
Reassured by your smile, Loki leaned down and pressed a kiss to your forehead and whispered sweet nothings until he was sure that you were asleep and then he was alone with his baby for the first time. Sure, Loki was already a father but he hadn’t felt like this at the birth of his sons or his first daughter. Back then, their births had been tainted with the fear of Odin discovering his children and throwing them away in fear of Ragnarok. Now, gazing down at his sweet daughter with Odin dead and Thor as the Aesir King, he was allowed to breathe.
The God stood from the bed and smiled as he walked around the room with his daughter in his arms. There was something about her, this wonderful child who had already shown a mastery of his shapeshifting abilities and she was only seconds old, this little girl who had captured his heart since the moment he saw your belly start to bulge with his child, this little soul who had been given to him and you as a way to move on. Your safe haven.
“Haven,” Loki whispered into the silence of the room, watching Haven squirm in his arms as she tried to get comfy against him. That’s what she shall be called, a homage to what she is to you and Loki. Your safe haven, your blessing, your way of moving on. “Haven Lokidottir,” he whispered again, the name sounding so perfectly right on his tongue that he knew it was destined to be her name, “your mother will love it.”
Loki sat in the chair next to your bed for an hour after that and at every little shift of his daughter, he was brought back to attention and there if his daughter needed him. When he saw her nose start to scrunch and her mouth start to open, he was prepared for her cries and gently stroked down her nose with his pinkie finger, soothing her as he gently shushed her. 
“Don’t wake mummy, min lille trygge havn (my little safe haven),” the new father whispered, watching as his daughter opened her eyes and blinked up at him tiredly.
Green. Her eyes were green! She had his eyes! Utter joy filled Loki’s chest as he gazed down at the beautiful shade that Haven had for eyes and he felt himself teetering on the edge of crying again at the sight of her eyes. Haven seemed to sense his joy as her crying subsided and she wriggled in his arms, enjoying the attention from the man holding her.
“I’m dada, little one,” Loki whispered, standing from the chair and swaying with her in his arms. “I swear to you, little Haven, I won’t let anything happen to you,” the God whispered to his child, knowing that she wouldn’t understand his words yet but he knew that he would always show her that she was loved and protected, “mummy and daddy will always protect you.”
Haven gazed up at him and her lips spread into a goofy smile and she did her best to giggle, kicking her legs in delight. Loki watched with amusement and felt his heart squeeze at how wonderful today was, how lucky he was to have you and to have Haven, how lucky he was to have this second chance at a family.
From your place on the hospital bed, you watched as Loki bonded with his child and felt so blessed that you were the one to give Loki this opportunity.
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Loki and reader are having a baby, but she's really sick with the flu or something and Loki isn't sure what to do so he gets help maybe?
“A Frost Giant’s Lullaby” 
Summary: Your second pregnancy isn’t going as well as your first, and complications have arisen that are frightening both you and Loki. Fortunately, your firstborn seems to have a sweet, simple idea. 
Seems I can't stay away from my Nights!Loki and Firebird! MASTERLIST FOR NIGHTS HERE Also, I hope this satisfies you, Nons. I've never written Dad!Loki before.
Pairing: Loki x Firebird!Reader Content Warning: pregnancy and pregnancy complications, illness, angst Word Count: 1.8k
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You barely had time to get the tissue into your hand before you sneezed violently again, thrusting your head forward as you doubled over as much as you could in reflex. 
“Shit,” you muttered, wiping your nose. “I know children spread germs, but not while they’re still inside you.” 
Loki sighed with worry from his perch beside you on the bed, his hand softly running a finger up and down your arm. “I worry more for you each day. You won’t get better as long as it’s growing.” 
You shook your head. “It’s only got another month and a hal--ahh--”
Sneezing again, this time you didn’t have warning at all, and instead of a tissue, you knocked Loki’s hand away from your arm when you brought it to your nose to cover the worst of it. 
“I knew this would happen,” Loki said resentfully, getting up and beginning to pace around the bed. “I knew if we didn’t use precautions during my heat cycle, this would happen! How could I be so irresponsible?” 
You smiled and sniffled. “Hey, I enjoyed it too.” 
Loki stopped in his path and looked at you, smiling from the bed, cradling your protruding belly with your hands. You were a beautiful sight, regardless of your incapacitation, carrying his second child. If he could keep you in this way all the time, he knew he would. 
Your first time around had been a little chaotic, admittedly. You could tell it was a girl who would inherit your fire powers pretty quickly, when you found your powers getting a little out of control. You went through three wooden tables in the kitchen during those nine months. Loki had to learn how to cook just to keep you away from anything that could spark even more fire. Other than this, though, the pregnancy had been a fog of bliss for you both, constantly keeping you in a peaceful frame of mind. You hadn’t even been certain if you could conceive with Loki, so when you did so (and quickly), it brought joy to your small home in Vanaheim, where you kept your willing exile with your husband. Even after a grueling three-day labor, you both welcomed baby Svana with ecstasy and excitement for this new adventure.
However, this second pregnancy was almost the opposite. While you admittedly hoped for a boy with perhaps his father’s seidr, you knew the day your powers began to damper and disappear that the child within you was a partial Ice Giant like their father. You couldn’t light the oven. You’d actually needed a candle. 
“Well, that’s it. Ice beats fire,” you’d said, your voice shaking with fear. “We have a little partial-Jotun or Jotunette on our hands.”
You were constantly freezing, even as the heat of the summer season rolled into the valley. During your second trimester, you began feeling frostbite whenever the baby was kicking, followed by the constant slew of colds that kept you in bed, where you couldn’t sleep anyway. 
Loki, for his part, did well at keeping his fears under wraps for your sake, but that was because his fears were infinitely more intense than yours. What if it grew too big for your body? What if the little beast tore you from the inside out and killed you in birth? How could he love such a creature?
Neither of you told little Svana much, however. She had only just turned six, after all. She was only told that “your new baby sister or brother will be able to turn blue like Daddy can.” 
“The more active it becomes, the more you suffer, darling,” he said seriously. 
You shook your head. “They’re Jotun, Loki. They aren’t doing it on purpose! They’re just…feisty!”
Your husband sighed. “But perhaps if it calmed down and rested more, you could recover fully. You won’t be strong for the birth if you keep needing to fight illness after illness because of it.”
You rolled your eyes. “Stop calling them ‘it.’ They may not be mortal or Aesir, but they are still our baby,” you said stubbornly. “I’m beginning to feel a bit concerned, Loki, that you still haven’t fully come to terms with your own heritage, and that it might affect how you feel about our second born.”
He quickly shook his head and leaned over to quickly kiss your cheek. “No, no! Please don’t think like that. I will love them just as much as I love our little swan. I just don’t like seeing what it--they--are doing to you. I don’t know how to help, and I feel as if I’m the only one who should understand!”
“Daddy?” Svana suddenly asked from the doorway, surprising you, not having seen her appear at all. 
“Little swan, dearest, Mommy’s sick again and Daddy needs to take care of her,” he said. “Can this wait an hour?”
Your daughter shook her head. “I need help.”
You smiled and cradled your belly again. “Stop coddling me, Loki. It’s just a cold. I’m not even feeling that bad.”
Svana took this as permission to snatch Loki’s hand and dragging him off the bed as best as her little arms could. You laughed. 
“Darling--” Loki began, but you held up and hand quickly, shaking your head. 
“--you’ll be two rooms over, babe. I won’t explode,” you said, the usual snark in your comments still ever present, giving your husband a little more comfort. He allowed Svana to lead him down the small, narrow hall to her room. 
Svana was thrilled at the news that she was to become a big sister, but neither you nor your husband realized that as soon as you’d given her the announcement, she’d gone to work “building a house” for the new baby. Loki could see from the doorway to the bedroom that Svana had taken a large crate, stuffed it with feathers and boughs she’d gathered from the edge of the woods, and used a blanket as a makeshift roof, having tied it to the two windowsills on each of the corners the crate was placed between. 
“Darling, is this for the baby?” asked Loki, touched at the silly-but-sincere project. 
“Yes. Mommy said she would need to be warm because she’s going to be cold-skinned like you, so I made a house.” 
He smiled. “You think it’s a girl, do you?”
Svana smiled and nodded. “I don’t want a boy. Boys are silly and smelly.”
“I’m a boy, you know,” he replied lightheartedly, leaning down to get a better look at the crude shrine.
The girl giggled. “No, you’re a daddy!” 
Loki chuckled. “Oh, that’s right. How could I forget?”
She’d also taken three of her dolls and lined them up along the edge of the makeshift cradle. One, Loki picked up, had been slathered in blue finger paint. “That one’s going to be her favorite,” said Svana. “It’s gonna look just like her.”
Loki never liked the idea of looking vulnerable around his child. It was his instinct to be a soft-but-strong father, always reliable, always steady. Yet, seeing his daughter so proud of her creations, all for the sake of a little sister she didn’t even know, made him come to the verge of tears. 
“It’s perfect, little swan,” he said quietly, handing it back to her. “Now, what did you need my help for?”
Svana twisted her lip. “I don’t know any lullabies.”
“I’m sorry?”
“Lullabies, Daddy! For when she goes to sleep!” repeated Svana. “If I have to share a room with a baby,” she went on, sounding comically exasperated, “she’ll need to be quiet or I won’t get any sleep too!”
Knitting his eyebrows in thought, Loki shrugged. “Why don’t you ask your mother? She will know some Midgardian songs. She loves music.”
Svana shook her head. “Because she’s sick and needs to sleep too!”
Loki laughed and nodded, admitting, “It seems we could all use a good lullaby and rest, don’t we?”
Suddenly, the idea dawned on him. The baby needed to rest if you wanted any chance of fully recovering before the birth. Maybe a Jotun child would respond to a Jotun lullaby…
“I’ll see what I can do,” he said, standing up. “I’ll talk to Mommy, and perhaps later, if I can remember a song, I can teach it to you.”
“Oh, thank you, Daddy!” Svana held out her arms, and Loki had no choice but to affectionately scoop her into his arms and lay a swarm of kisses all over her face, making her giggle excitedly. 
“Now, this is lovely,” he carried on, “but your mother might not like the tree branches inside the house if the leaves get all over the floor. If you pick those up, I will find a pillow for you to use instead.” 
“Yes, Daddy,” Svana said obediently as he let her back onto the floor. 
“Good girl,” he said, still amused at how much of a stick-in-the-mud he could sound as a father sometimes. “Now I’d like for you to keep the volume low or go play outside,” he added, “while I try to get Mommy and the baby to go to bed.” 
Svana nodded, only half-listening, already beginning to drag the tree branches out onto the floor, sending crumbs of leaves spilling everywhere. 
Well, thank goodness I listened to Firebird about those hardwood floors, he thought as he decided to leave it be for now, instead going back to the master bedroom he shared with you. 
Upon looking in, he was surprised to see that in the ten minutes he’d been gone, you’d fallen clear asleep, already beyond any hope of waking before supper. Loki immediately planned to make some stew, something easy, so that you wouldn’t need to worry about feeding anyone while groggy and coming out of a dream. 
Loki softly came back over to the bed, taking the comforter bunched up around your ankles and pulling it up to your chin, tucking you in without you so much as twitching. Then, sitting beside you, he put a gentle hand on your protruding abdomen, and he felt the slight kicks of the babe within you increase in force against his hand. 
“Oh, please don’t wake your mother,” Loki whispered, leaning down so that his lips were almost at your belly. “You will be keeping her up all hours after you’re born!”
A melody came to mind for the first time in centuries. An unfamiliar tune. It wasn’t Jotun, but Loki could almost hear his mother’s fragile, soft soprano singing it to him from the crib. The words came instantly back as soon as he moved his lips…
“Trees dance and waterfalls stop When she sings, she sings ‘come home!’ In storm-black mountains I wander alone Over the ice, I make my way In the apple garden stands the maiden fair And sings ‘when will you come home?’”
The stirring under his palm began to still as Loki whispered and sang gently to your belly. In your sleep, you smiled. 
Svana stood in the doorway again, this time only smiling quietly and swaying back and forth to her father’s song. 
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mymelodymia · 5 months
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i'm still here // dad!thor odinson x daughter!reader
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!!!ENDGAME SPOILERS!!!
Summary: your brought back after 5 years...
Warnings: literally a single cuss word from rocket, fear of being alone, crying, character death mentioned, overall fluff,
Age: 16
A/N: hope yall like this one too 🥰
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You felt weightless, like you were floating. You gained physical consciousness soon after this. You were laying flat on your back on the forest floor, arms curled up as if you were trying to hold something.
You sat up and looked around to see more avengers also confused. You looked around and realized, your dad wasn't there like he was before you passed out.
"Dad?" You whimpered out, trying to find him. You whipped your head around as you heard sparkling behind you.
"Who the h3ll are you?" Rabbit asked (srry i love calling him that)
"Come on its been five years, we...the avengers need you" strange told you all. You blinked at him a few times in confusion, "its been how long!?" You shouted, eyes wide.
Strange helped you up and you all fell into the portal.
You had just started fighting the alien dogs. Not knowing what to do. You soon found yourself outnumbered by these dogs. You were trying to get them away but it did nothing.
You were pinned on the ground, they kept trying to get to you but tony flew by and blasted them for you. "Thanks!" You yelled at him, he nodded in response before flying off to the distance.
You stood up to brush yourself off, and your father was standing a few feet away from you, just staring in shock.
You gasped as you made eye contact with him, tears welled up in his eyes.
He pulled you Into a strong hug quickly. He squeezed you so hard you thought you might d!e.
He pulled away to look at your face, he let out a sad chuckle as he looked at you, innocently looking back up at him.
He held you to his chest as he sobbed. Yes, your father always acted like nothing and no one could make him cry, or even make him emotional. But when it came to you, he was a verryyy delicate flower.
"Im still here." He whispered to you.
He had lost everyone in his life, his mother, his father, his brother, his best friend, his lover, and the one person he couldn't let go of, You. But you, unlike anyone, came back to him. And healed his broken heart. He was the only person you had as well, after losing your uncle and watching it happen before your eyes hurt like no other.
Another space dog ran at you two and tony, once again, swept past and blasted it. "Second time! Not helping you anymore" he quickly spoke before flying away.
"We should help" you told thor. "Yes, we should" he smiled sadly, finally having something in life.
You both continued to fight together. You looked to your left after a while, to see tony, on his knees, with the stones.
Tony acted like your father when thor wasn't around, he was also your best-est friend, other then thor. Even once accidentally calling him dad. And though he would always deny it, he saw you as his daughter.
You gasped and covered your mouth as he said the words, "i.... am.. iron man" and snapped. You ran over to him immediately, Peter got to him before you. He sobbed out a small, pained "tony..." you held him as he cried.
You were the first one to Kneel before tony, a helpless tiny human, had saved the universe on his own. Everyone followed your actions.
You sobbed for days after this tragic event, your dad had to hold you up on his funeral because you were crying so much.
"Im still here" thor muttered to you as he held you close too him. It took a while to get over but eventually, it happened.
You found out through pepper that you and peter were the god parents for morgan 😭 thor was with every step of your healing, he thought leaving your side was a bad idea. Or he just missed you over the years lol.
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wolfstardaughter-jj · 2 years
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~Lupin-Blacks and Fred watching Stranger things season 4~
Y/n: Eddie Munson is so hot.
Fred, jokingly hurt: I'm right here.
Remus: He reminds me of you, love. *Looks at Sirius*
Sirius, clueless: Really? I don't really see it.
Everyone: *looks at Sirius then back at Eddie on the screen*
Teddy: Are you being serious, Papa?
Sirius: *smirks* well I-
Everyone: NO! Don't say it please!
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kilikina34512 · 1 year
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Have Some Tea
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I know it's been a long time since I posted. Life is kicking my butt badly. BUT! I was able to find a pocket of time to write this. Inspired by this TikTok, I decided to write a Loki story, a character I haven't touched in far too long. Also my first non-drabble posted to Tumblr. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did and that the fluff makes your heart warm on these cold, winter days. Divider courtesy of @firefly-graphics. Make sure to check them out!
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Pairing: dad!Loki x mom!reader
Summary: In an attempt to copy her father's habits, your daughter has what equates to an impromptu tea party with the King's diplomatic convoy.
Warnings: fluff, more fluff, Loki's heart melting, very minor angst (in the form of some sadness, but more sugary fluff than sadness by far)
Word Count: 1,253
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Days like these never got any easier.  When Thor became king of Asgard, he promoted Loki to be his second.  The job was one that fit the prince perfectly, however, it was never easy to watch him leave on diplomatic travels.  
A new round of negotiations needed to happen on Nidavellir and Thor, Loki, and their entourage were going to be gone for a week or two to settle the dispute of goods that went between both worlds.  You always missed your husband greatly whenever he went off world, but this time would be harder.
Your three-year old daughter, Asta, was usually attached to his hip with every free second he had.  If Loki was stuck in a meeting, she didn't want to eat dinner until he was seated with you both. She had to have tea just like him.  She pouted whenever they couldn't work on her steadily growing magic skills.  "Can we go see Daddy," was a question you heard at least five times a day easily.  
Your daughter, despite looking like a carbon copy of you, was your husband's mini-me.
You knew that the next several days would be hard on her.  Yet, despite knowing it'd be hard, you'd agreed to her request to see the convoy off.  You were waiting at the Bifrost as the convoy began their trek down the rainbow bridge, one hand holding your daughter's and the other twisting anxiously in your skirts.  As they began to get close, a flash of pastel green drew your attention.
Looking down at Asta, you saw she had summoned a child-sized teacup in her hand.  Between Loki's teachings and her own desires to be "just like Daddy," she'd started to summon items.  
Your brow furrowed as you asked, "What is that for, Asta?"
Your own eyes looked up at you as she replied, "Daddy has tea before he goes work.  They go to work, right?"  At your nod of confirmation, she continues, "They need tea before work too."
You couldn't fight the smile that pulled your lips up.  "I think that's a sweet gesture."  Before you could point out that the cup was empty though, the first of the convoy was about to pass you both.  You recognized them as two guards that you saw frequently.  Asta raised her cup to Dag and Folke, saying, "Have some tea."
Dag stopped, kneeled to the little princess, and took the cup and raised it as if to drink from it despite its lack of contents.  He sighed in satisfaction before passing it to Folke, who'd kneeled as well and repeated the same gesture as his fellow guard.  Passing the teacup back, the both bowed their head as they said, "Thank you, Princess Asta," before rising and heading into the Bifrost.  
Your heart filled with pure joy that the two had been so sweet as to entertain your daughter that way.  What you hadn't expected, and what had brought tears to your eyes and widened your smile, was for every other member of the convoy to do the same.  Asta continued to offer each one tea and guards, maids, pages, and advisers all repeatedly stopped to pretend to sip from her teacup and offer their gratitude for her kindness.  
At one point in the slow procession, you'd looked up the line as movement out of the corner of your eye drew your attention.  About halfway down the line, you saw Loki pop out from between people to see the scene in front of him.  One of Thor's handmaiden's was "sipping" from the cup and the pride and happiness on Asta's face was spreading joy and warmth amongst everyone.  The look of annoyance, you assumed at the line taking so long, quickly warped to softness and love.  You two were the lights of his life, and it was written on his face.
You both greeted and thanked each person as they passed until suddenly she beamed with excitement at the next person to kneel in front of her.  "Uncle Thor," she squealed as she jumped up to hug him.  Just as Thor wrapped his large arms around your daughter, engulfing her against him, a pair of cooler, very familiar, toned arms around your waist.  "Care to explain why our convoy took severely longer to enter the Bifrost than normal?"  The words could be taken as annoyance, but you could hear the smile in his voice.
"Asta's just emulating her father, as always."
"Elaborate."
You turned your head to meet jade eyes peering down at you with love.  "Well, our ever observant daughter noted how you never leave for work without having a cup of tea to start your day.  After explaining to her that everyone was leaving Asgard for work, she took it upon herself to summon a cup of tea to offer them.  She still can't quite summon the tea itself, but each person acted as if she had."
Loki's gaze shifted from you to Asta, affection shining in his eyes along with pride.  "Is that so, little flower?  Have you been serving tea as everyone departed?"
Asta looked up at her father and nodded her head eagerly.  "Just like you, Daddy!"
None of you commented at the sliver of water that pooled in Loki's eyes before he blinked it away.  You fell even more in love with your husband as he kneeled in front of Asta.  "I seemed to have forgotten my tea this morning.  Might I have a cup, please?"  
Not even considering that she could summon a new one, your daughter turned on Thor and said, "I need my cup.  Daddy needs tea."  She held out her hand expectantly, her face the picture of Loki's when he's impatiently waiting for something to be brought to him.
You stifle your laughter at the scene as Thor feigns incredulity.  "But Asta, I wish to take this tea with me.  I have not finished yet."
Asta's eyebrows furrow in thought before she finally responds hesitiantly, "Okay, Uncle Thor.  You may."
Loki's shoulders shake in silent laughter before he asks her to summon a new cup.  Eagerly, she does and thankfully doesn't notice the twitch of his fingers as he assists her in summoning the actual tea in the cup.  "Thank you, my heart," he leans forward and kisses her on her forehead before standing with his cup in hand.
Loki's face morphs into a serious one as he says, "You will behave and listen to your mother while I am away, yes?"
"Yes, Daddy," she responds in kind.
"And you will continue to practice your magic and work on the lessons you've been given."
"Of course, Daddy."
"Good.  I will miss you, my heart."  He looks at you, "You as well, my love."
Thor quickly hugs both you and Asta, saying a quick goodbye, before allowing your little family to have a loving, tearful goodbye.  As he pulls away from you both, you see how much of a struggle it is for Loki to do his duty and depart, but his little light leaves him smiling as she cheers, "Be a good dip'omat, Daddy!"
Suddenly, as you watch the king and prince depart, you feel more at ease with knowing that your daughter will make it through him being so far away from home alright.  In fact, before you can even miss him for long, Asta is already tugging you away from the Bifrost.
"Come, Mommy!  I need to go practice my magic so I can show Daddy when he gets home!"  With a chuckled, "Alright," you both go back to the castle to fill your time and await the return of your God of Mischief.
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