#genderneutral loki

[pandalorian36]

Loki x Reader (Genderneutral)

Prompt from: @write-it-motherfuckers

Person A: “I can’t believe you talked to (Person B) without getting so much as a glare! Most people can’t even look in their general direction without some kind of threat.”

Person C: “I mean, it would be a little weird if they did. We are engaged after all.”

Person A: “....YOU’RE WHAT?!”

You are the god/goddess of nature and have known Loki for years. Freindship soon turned to love the two of you bonding over books and magic. When you are invited to a party with the Avengers it is a shock to them all when it is revealed you are in fact engaged to the God of mischief.

Warnings: None. Fluffy romance. Word count: 1609

Humming softly, I make my way across the apartment joining Loki at the window currently shirtless wearing nothing but sweatpants hanging dangerously low on his hips. I wrap my arms arounds his waist. "Are you alright my love?" he nods smiling softly "Perfectly well my darling." He spins around soft smile morphing into a smirk "Don't you look stunning."

I laugh and spin around so he can see my outfit from all angles I chose a mixture of dark green and silver to match his usual colour pallet with leaves embroidered along the hems. I also have gold cuffs on my ears and a delicate ring with an emerald and two diamonds which Loki brings to his lips kissing it delicately. "Soon you will forever be mine." I laugh leaning in to kiss him "I have always been yours Loki."

Stepping back, I rake my eyes over his form while he smirks "What do you think?" Leaning in once more I kiss him gently "Handsome. Beautiful. Stunning. Flawless." he rolls his eyes cupping my face gently fingertips brushing my cheeks "I have a reputation to uphold." I shrug sighing dramatically "Suppose I will just have to keep my loving compliments to myself then."

Loki laughs heartily wrapping his arms around my waist and spinning us around "I love you Y/N." I smile wrapping my arms around his neck "And I you. Now come on you need to get dressed."

He grins sighing deeply "I suppose we do have to go." I kiss him once more before pushing him towards the bedroom "Yes we do. I'm looking forward to meeting your friends."

"Friends is pushing it." I flop down on the sofa laughing "Work colleagues then." He remerges from the bedroom in a black suit and tie his own ring on a chain around his neck a simple silver band with leaves pressed into it. "Wow." he chuckles pulling me to my feet kissing the tip of my nose "Thank you darling."

I drive to the hotel where the party is being held as Loki still hasn't got the hang of it though he would never admit to such a thing. A valet takes the car and Loki snakes an arm around my waist pressing a soft kiss to my temple "What is this ridiculous party for this time?" I smile holding up the invitation "I believe Mr Stark was simply bored." It looks as though Mr Stark has hired out the entire hotel as Guests are wandering around as well as people carrying trays of drinks and canapes.

Thor appears from nowhere grinning broadly his booming voice drawing more than a few people’s attention "Brother. I didn't expect you to actually turn up." the two embrace and he turns to me "Lord/Lady Y/N a pleasure to see you again." he pulls me into a hug crushing my ribs "Good to see you too Thor." he chuckles suddenly turning into an excited puppy "You must come and meet the team." Before I can protest, I am being dragged away from Loki into a ballroom.

"Lady Natasha. Lady Wanda." The two both turn smiling while I finally manage to dislodge my arm from Thor's grasp. "This is Y/N they are the god/goddess of nature." Wanda smiles "You are also from Asgard?" I shake my head "No, though I spent much time there. My mother and Frigga are good friends." Thor spots someone else he knows and disappears while Natasha and Wanda introduce me to Tony, Steve, Bruce, and Clint. All of whom are very friendly. I keep glancing around for Loki but can't seem to find him.

I find myself once again with Natasha standing off to the side of the room as couples begin dancing. "I am surprised Thor didn't introduce you to us sooner. Another God on our team would be handy." I chuckle sipping from my drink "I have never thought about it. Though I am trained in combat I much prefer magic or reading."

She laughs "Sounds like Loki. You should talk to him, he's around here somewhere." I smile into my drink deciding not to respond. "Tasha. You coming?" she turns Clint waving her over to a room roped off for VIP guests only. "Do you want to join?" I smile and as I can't see Loki anywhere nod.

Inside is quieter sofas arranged around a central area the Avengers and a few others either seated or talking in small groups around the room. I am introduced to Sam, Bucky, and Vision. Thor enters shortly after dragging Loki behind him "I am perfectly capable of walking brother." Thor shrugs letting go of him "You are always trying to escape. It'll do you good to socialise."

Loki rolls his eyes and I catch his eye smiling. He smiles softly in response before moving to the bar to get a drink. Walking over I lean on the bar "They'll have a (drink)" the bartender nods preparing one and handing me the glass "How are you coping?" he shrugs still managing to look elegant "Barely. Are you enjoying yourself?" I smile "Yes. I don't understand why you call them all dull." he chuckles into his drink "I suppose I may be a little harsh."

I grin "You are allowed to be nice you know." his lips quirk upwards "I'm working on it." smiling I push away from the bar "Well I love you no matter what." Thor calls me over and I join him by the sofas with Tony, Steve, and Natasha. The room has slowly emptied leaving only the Avengers crew and myself.

Tony grins "I can’t believe you talked to Loki without getting so much as a glare! Most people can’t even look in their general direction without some kind of threat.” I laugh taking a drink "I mean, it would be a little weird if they did. We are engaged after all.”

Tony practically spits out his drink “.... YOU’RE WHAT?!” Thor yells over to his brother "Why didn't you tell me brother? Engaged to Lord/Lady Y/N mother will be delighted. This is wonderful news." Loki breezes over sitting next to me on the sofa an arm draped behind my back "You never asked." Thor rolls his eyes "That is not the point brother." Steve smiles warmly "Well congratulations to the both of you.” I lean into Loki's side his fingers brushing the back of my neck.

"So, mischief, you spell them or something?" Loki’s gaze goes icy his knuckles going white as his grip on his glass tightens "I assure you I have done no such thing." Tony chuckles "Just trying to understand how someone fell in love with you. You never socialise, cold, quite, distant. Never smile always threatening people." the others start to shift around uncomfortable and Steve moves closer to Tony taking away his drink "I think you've had too much."

Tony shrugs him off laughing while Loki remains tense. I shift my hand onto his thigh "Loki we should go." he doesn't move, and I can feel his magic flaring, so I send out a tendril of my own wrapping it around his arm moving it up to his chest Calm down my love. Do not listen to the words of a drunk mortal.

He is insulting not only me but you. I sigh letting my magic wrap around him reminding him of all the love I have for him. I do not care for what he says, and neither should you. Slowly he turns his eyes meeting mine gaze softening as I bring up a hand to cup his cheek. Everyone looks in a state of shock, Thor actually has his mouth hanging open "No one has ever managed to calm Loki before." Loki smiles softly not breaking my gaze whispering "And no one else will ever have that power." I smile turning to Tony "Insult my husband to be again Mr Stark and you will not live to do so a third time."

I allow my magic to flare filling my eyes with a bright green light. Thor grins "You have chosen well brother." a few people chuckle while Tony looks uncomfortable "Point taken." I stand pulling Loki up with me "Well it was lovely to meet you all." Thor stands throwing his arms around my shoulders almost nocking me over "I look forward to calling you family." I smile slightly patting him on the back "Good to see you as well Thor."

Loki wraps an arm around my waist leading me from the room. I stop him turning so we are face to face "Loki look at me." he does so something dark fluttering in his eyes, I cup his face gently "Loki you listen to me. I love you with all my heart. Every part of you. I know you can be cold and distant at times you were when we first met," I grin "But do you really believe I would have agreed to marry you if I didn't love you with every fibre of my being? I love your smile, your laugh, your eyes, your voice. Just every single thing about you the good and the bad."

His smile finally reaches his eyes as he leans down lips pressing against mine gently "I will thank the stars for eternity that you chose me my love." I pull him closer burying my face in his neck “I am so lucky to have found you Y/N L/N.” I tighten my grip “‘fraid you’re stuck with me for eternity.” He chuckles kissing my forehead then my cheek before pulling away “I am the luckiest man in the galaxy.”

#loki x reader #loki x reader insert #marvel x reader #tom hiddleston #loki #x reader #x y/n #tom hiddleston x reader #marvel #loki fluff #loki laufeyson #mcu loki

[silverysnake]

five comfort characters, five tags

got tagged by both @pumpking64 and @daency (thanks guys (genderneutral)) so i decided to start a new one :)

Vincent Ross - Polizeiruf Swiecko/Frankfurt/Brandenburg (honestly there are too many options)

Crowley - Good Omens (Neil Gaiman took away the comfort but I’m just kinda trying to ignore that)

Kyla/Rain/Lucy/Hope - Slated series by Teri Terry (was super obsessed with the books when i was like thirteen and honestly i’ve read them more often than i can count. definitely need to read them again soon) (i’m talking about one character here btw she just goes through multiple names throughout the story)

Loki (not mcu exactly, more like the idea of him and how he’s being interpreted across different media while still kinda keeping his core aspects from mythology?! idk i’m just fascinated by him and how his character is always so different but also the same depending on the interpretation)

Klaus Hargreeves - Umbrella Academy (good vibe, amazing style, can see ghosts (and i’m fascinated by the concept of ghosts) so yeah, he’s great)

Tags: @shadow-of-a-cloud @neverland-in-space @lyxchen @ancient-namess @homoromoacecase

#tag game #thanks again for tagging me! #comfort is relative with some of these but whatever #please ignore that i got slightly philosophical with the explanation for loki #that got away from me very quickly #anyways no pressure to the people i tagged of course

[lokisknife]

Hey! ~ I wanted to request a soul mate au with Peter , tony stark and loki , could it also be a male reader if you don't mind! Thank you~

¶The moment I knew / Tony Stark.

Summary: Y/N always kept their real name and their soulmate tattoo a secret, but when the paparazzi catch a glimpse of Tony's wrist, the insecure special agent suddenly has a lot of explaining to do.

Word count: 2.8+k (it's a chunky boy).

Warnings: fluff, angst, soulmate au, bad grammar maybe?, no proof reading bcs we die like men.

Autor's note: Hiii this turned out longer than I expected SO I will be uploading Peter's and Loki's parts separately, also I wrote using genderneutral!reader to make it moreee accessible to everyone, hope u don't mind. English isn't my first language so if you notice some mistakes please please please tell me. hope u like it~

Y/F/N: Your fake name.

Y/L/N: Your last name.

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There’s an Anthony tattoo on Y/N’s left wrist, six Anthonys in their contact list, and 1.218.094 Anthonys in the United States: Y/N knows these facts off the top of their head and already calculated the probability of meeting their special person, coming to a quick realization that the best would be let the fate do its thing. Everyone and their mothers heard stories about people who have gone crazy in a maniac quest looking for their meant-to-be and Y/N decided they weren't going to be another number for the statistics.

As hard as it was, the special agent concentrated on their profession and made their life purpose to be the best, the smartest, and to make the world a decent place. Natasha always said that Y/N would be a great addition to the avenger's team but they always dismissed the underlying proposal in the redhead’s comments — being in the spotlight, having your face (or the masked version of it) in t-shirts? Sure, it was a very noble occupation but Y/N couldn’t see how being known by the masses could boost their career. Or being known at all, to be fair. The secrecy of being an agent was comfortable to Y/N: living with a fake name, covering up their soulmate tattoo, and only sharing basic personal information with a selective list of close friends represented an ideal type of life. A secure, private, stable —as ironic as it may seem — type of life.

Y/N could hack an entire country's system in a couple of hours, make someone pass out with a simple hit, and fire two guns at the same time, but nothing was harder than ignoring the stupid little imprint in their arm. It was everywhere: films, books, music; hell, every conversation seemed to be centered around “finding your person”. Especially today at the Avenger’s tower, for what It seems from all the whispering and giggling In the halls.

“Hey, wait for me, Speed Racer!”. Daisy, the nurse, jogged behind Y/N in the relatively crowded corridor. “Have you heard? About the news?”.

“What news? That’s why you are all looking like middle schoolers with all the gossiping?” Y/N teased.

“We know who Tony Stark’s soulmate is! Well, not exactly who they are, but their name”. Her eyes were wide with excitement as if she discovered the most well-kept secret on the entire planet, waiting for a reaction from the agent. Frowning a little bit as her expectations were only met with furrowed eyebrows by the other part, Daisy promptly clarified.

Tony Stark was a hero, a billionaire, and one of the most brilliant men alive, but none of these things, sadly, made him immune to paparazzi. Being in contact with - and somewhat close to - important people like the Avengers made Y/N rapidly learn that the media leeches didn't care about privacy, security, or respect. Opposing what others may think, their moral and critical sense wasn't reserved for the (literal) protectors of the Earth.

No, what was gratitude for saving their asses a billion times compared to a mediocre paycheck for spotting Tony in his private time with his wrist uncovered? The nurse kept on talking, but her voice sounded barely above a whisper compared to the agent's racing thoughts, the injustice their friend suffered drowning every word. Y/N sensed that the blonde was in the middle of a sentence when they hurriedly excused themselves to the lab. Proper manners could wait but maybe Stark couldn't.

"Hey Banner, is Tony here?" Y/N questioned with a smile that didn't fulfill the purpose of hiding their worries after knocking on the glass door in an attempt to not scare the doctor.

Bruce greeted Y/N with an expression that they couldn't quite read, almost surprised with their presence in the room as if it wasn't a morning ritual between the trio. He greeted them stammering his words and fidgeting his fingers, looking behind his shoulders uncertain about how to proceed. "Y-Yes, he is here but I... I don't think he wants to see anyone-".

"Y/F/N, I'm in the back. Let them in, Jolly Green". Y/N followed the sound and found its source leaning over projects for a new suit. For the untrained eye, Stark looked the same: cracking jokes, cocky attitude intact. But the agent spent way too much time analyzing every line off his face than is appropriate for a friend to do. His eyes were puffy, wide, and underlined with dark circles; his hair was slightly disheveled, hands shaking most discretely by the excess of caffeine as pointed by the empty coffee bottle on the table.

Tony puffed some air out of frustration as Y/N only shot a pitiful look as he tried to make fun of Bruce's eerie behavior. "So, you know huh?".

"I heard about what happened and went straight to you. I'm so sorry that happened".

Both of them sat there in silence. Y/N knew that Stark wasn't the type to ramble about his feelings freely and he knew that Y/N understood every thought in his mind just by being in the same room. Instead of interrogating the billionaire, they just offered some comfort by placing their hand on his tense shoulders, that relaxed immediately.

"How are you feeling? Do you want to talk about it?". They asked, testing the waters, knowing that Tony tended to explode after bottling all the emotions he felt to maintain his confident persona.

"No, I'm okay, I just-". He sighed loudly in an attempt to ease his stress, running a hand through his hair and unconsciously scooting closer to Y/N who was now sitting on his desk. "You know me, I love being the center of attention. I'm used to being in the headlines but since the day I forgot to use my stupid watch and the paparazzi got a glimpse of my tattoo, I've been going through hell. To be fair, never bothered me that much catching people hitting on me for the wrong reasons".

He made a pause, reached for his phone, and showed his friend all the notifications that covered the screen. "See? This morning I woke up with 500 emails from people claiming they are my soulmate. By this point, I feel like every single person in the world is called Y/N".

Y/N was so focused on listening to Stark that the last piece of information that left his lips felt like a bucket of cold water igniting their whole nervous system alive. Actually, it felt like Tony accidentally threw the iceberg that sank the titanic on their head, by the fact that he kept on talking without realizing the staggering breath of his interlocutor. Y/N felt their tattoo itching below the wristband but resisted the urge.

For the first time, they truly understood what Jane Austen meant by "feeling half agony, half hope". Y/N felt like their soul split in two, imagining a million scenarios at the same time and panicking about 500 thousand of them. Since after the battle of New York, when the new agent ran into the Iron Man at the SHIELD facilities, they hoped and prayed for whoever was listening that the "Anthony" marked on their body belonged to the genius that made their stomach ache after so much laughter.

The meaningful glances, the giggles, the late-night talking, and their fingers brushing when sharing a cup of coffee at breakfast gave Y/N hope for a future in which their tattoo could be shown with pride. But God, it felt stupid to think about prince charming when the prince is worldwide famous and could have everything and everyone he wanted with a snap of his fingers. It felt stupid to think about prince charming when there's no fairytale about them falling in love with their friend or work colleague. So to this moment, Y/N treated all these feelings like this: a stupid crush, material for daydreaming when Tony couldn't see them staring.

But now, seeing all the pain, stress, and anxiety Tony endured because of their real name written on his right wrist, rather than stupid, Y/N felt guilty. Sure, it was part of the job, but making their real name known to their closest friends couldn't be a mistake, right? Or it could if maybe Tony interprets it as Y/n using this turmoil of events to take advantage of him, like all the terrible people on his private messages?

"You know what? I know it's taboo but I'm saying it: I wish soulmates weren't a thing. Like, imagine if you could actually choose who are you spending your life with. Because-". Tony took a breath and shifted closer to Y/N, trying to guess if they could understand his point of view. As they didn't make a comment claiming it was "crazy talk", he continued. "I don't even know a Y/N, okay? Have you heard those stories about people feeling nothing special before they meet their partners? To me, it's utter bullshit!"

Just as Y/N suspected, once Tony started talking he couldn't stop: trading his tiredness and anxiety for a boost of energy fuelled by irritation, he spoke passionately about beliefs that would be quickly shushed in one of his press conferences.

"Those paparazzi took out any freedom that I have to, I don't know, figure out all of this soulmate stuff by myself! I DO think it's kind of dumb, but I actually lost any hope I have because of all those people claiming to be Y/N. Jesus, stopping to think about it, I didn't get any freedom since the start. We can't choose who we REALLY want to be with, it's not free will". He left out a humorless laugh.

Hope pulled Y/N's heartstrings as they stared into dark brown eyes that were so painfully close to their own, trying to listen to Stark logically and not distort his words into a beautiful fantasy. But he was so close, his cologne was so deep and earthy and his hair so beautifully messy that their mouth functioned way faster than their brain:

"What type of person would you choose?". Y/N questioned.

"You".

He grinned and searched for a response, the slightest reaction that showed that his feelings – as outrageous as they may seem, as purposely choosing to ignore his soulmate to be with someone else – were reciprocated. But nothing, nothing Y/N fantasized about before going to bed took a similar direction and their brain's gears couldn't turn on their own out of a sudden. They were a trained agent and rapidness was their trademark, but time now seemed like a construct made up by kids playing as crazy scientists. Nothing and everything felt real at the same time. So they just stood there, mouth agape in the most excruciating silence.

Tony's expression falls as their lack of response sinks in. He takes a step back, running a trembling hand on the back of his neck. "Sorry. I got ahead of myself, I- shit, I read this all wrong. I'm just tired, forget I said anything, it's the stress talking. Don't get all weird on me, please. Not right now".

"Tony, it's not that. It's just...I..I don't know how to explain-". They took a deep breath to put their thoughts in order. "Wait a second".

Y/N turns to the table below them, closing iron man's suit projects on his technological devices to search for the old SHIELD database. They didn't know in which order to explain all of the reasons they didn't confess before or all the things they were feeling inside their chest right now, but the agent was counting on his intelligence and quick logical thinking to put all the pieces together.

"Look Y/F/N, I usually think it's cute when you cut the conversation to show me dumb videos on YouTube but this is not the time. You are usually better at reading the room- Wait, what?". He watched the hologram in the middle of the room, dated a few years before 2012. The document showcased an old photo above every crucial information about them, but one singular line of text jumped in front of Tony's eyes. "Full name: Y/N Y/L/N".

For what felt like the first time in a lifetime, Tony was speechless. No sarcasm, no joking, no cocky attitude. Just his eyes shifting to the light blue hologram and Y/N, who was apprehensively taking off their wristband.

"When Fury took me under his wing, he said that it was more clever to go by a fake name. I couldn't trust anyone, he was the only person I knew, so I took it as gospel". Y/N took a step closer to Tony and showed their wrist while looking deep into their eyes, trying not to tremble so much. "Is it too late now?".

He instinctively grabbed their arm and examined the tattoo, comparing it to his own. Seeing their names on each other bodies side by side made him feel like a teenager opening a valentine's day card left on his locker, butterflies in his stomach and all; but opposing to Y/N moments before, his brain worked fast, very fast. Tony tensed up, and let go of their arm.

"We talk to each other every day. You have my phone number, my email, and my address. You could even drop a letter, for God's sake, so DON'T tell me you didn't have a chance of telling me earlier. Why did you never tell me? Didn't you trust me to know your real name?" He talked loudly, holding back to not shout all the emotions off his chest.

"Of course I trust you, you're my best friend, you know almost everything about me! My real name and the name on my wrist were the only secrets I ever kept from you". Y/N pleaded. "Hey, you can't be angry at me, you never showed your tattoo to me either!".

"You never showed yours! You never even gave me a sign you liked me!"

"I couldn't get my hopes up, why would you want to be with someone like me!?" Y/N cried out, not even realizing what left her lips.

"What? What do you mean?" Tony asked after a pause with a softened voice, while the agent stared back with widened eyes.

"Uh, nothing. Forget I said anything please. I... I will be leaving now". They turned their back in the direction of the door, but Stark's sudden grip prevented them from completing the task.

"Please, explain what you meant".

"C'mon Tony, we are good friends and all, but you have to understand my point of view... Look, everyone loves you, you are ridiculously important, and you are a big superhero. The People magazine listed you as the most wanted bachelor in the country, Jesus". Y/N left out a bitter laugh. "And I'm just me. I'm just someone who literally stumbled into your life, who thinks you are an incredible person and feels way too special just because you consider me your friend. The whole world reminds me every day that you are way too much for me, and I'm way too little for you-".

It's common knowledge that Tony could have terrible manners and loved to interrupt people when they talk, but Y/N was expecting sassy remarks and not Tony's lips on theirs. His hands were placed firmly on the back of their neck and waist as if he was afraid they would run away and Y/N's hands turned into fists holding his Black Sabbath t-shirt, sharing the same fear. Time stopped and the world stopped spinning as the taste of coffee on his lips and the smell of his cologne engulfed all of their senses, letting all worries behind.

"Don't you ever talk smack like this about my soulmate again" Tony joked, brushing their nose playfully with his own when the couple stopped in mutual need of air. Y/N giggled and he smiled back proudly, as he always did when he managed to make them laugh. "I'm flattered that you think all these great things about me, but I'm the lucky one, okay? You have no idea how much you've changed me".

"Tony..."

"I mean it. I was an arrogant, egocentric, anxious mess, and now... I am arrogant and egocentric in a charming way" Stark smiled. "I am less nervous about everything since I started talking to you. To be honest, I'm really relieved that you're my soulmate because I was scared that I couldn't have this type of connection with anyone else, you know that I suck at this emotional shit".

"I'm relieved too. Thank you Tony". He gave a quick peck at Y/N's lips as his response.

"So, I know we're destined to spend our whole lives together and we gotta start somewhere so... Do you want to go on a date with me?".

"Okay, I will pay" Y/N giggled.

#God i hope this dont sucks!!! #oneshot #tony stark imagine #tony stark x reader #tony stark fanfiction #tony stark x y/n #tony stark x you #imagine #fanfiction #self insert #mcu #mcu imagine #mcu fanfiction #marvel #marvel imagine #marvel fanfiction #marvel fanfic

[asgardianhusband]

Raising a Child with..

AVENGERS Edition;

A|N: So this was a Requested one that I was really Hoping for, I Hope y'all enjoy it. :)

Also I’m very sorry for the Lack of Content in these past months, I’m trying to go through my Requests atm.So if you requested anything, it might’ve gotten lost in the last months.

Request: Open

Steve loves his kid more then anything, He's very protective and makes sure to teach that kid the important things. Raising a child is a easy task for the super soldier, even though he isn't used to handle Children that much but his strength and speed are things that help him alot.(Especially when the child needs to power themselves out, they run away when you go outside or they want to Climb on him like a Squirrel on a Tree)

He would be Strict but also very Loving towards the kid, always cuddling up on the couch with them and Reading books for them to fall asleep but Giving them a Speech when they did something Bad.

He makes being a parent easier for you, He takes care of most things like meals,He cleans their mess afterwards, Makes sure they get enough sleep and overall he's just a perfect example of a Good parent.

Bucky is the kind of Dad, you see walking around with His either sleeping or Hyperactive Child on his back. He's literally so unsure about almost everything he does with the Kid, He's way to worried about hurting them or scaring them. He needs alot and I mean A LOT of reassurance to get 100% comfortable with Holding a Baby or child on his Other arm, he will definitely not let go afterwards and literally carry them around the House.

Just like Steve his Super soldier side does come in handy sometimes, allowing him to Play with the Kid until they Get tired.

He is the Very protective type of parent, always cautious about everything and just knows when enough is enough. He will literally sit in the Sand box with your child, playing around with them if no other child joins them. He finds most things about being a parent difficult but that doesn't stop him from trying his best, he might need a bit of help here and there but with you by his side, He will rock being a Super soldier Dad.

Just look at this Men, He has two nephews he would totally Rock being a Dad. Sam is the Funny Dad that everyone loves, He likes to play jokes on you with the Kid and just loves their reaction. You'll have to deal with shenanigans here and there but Sam does teach the Kid some serious things. Just like Steve, he would be Strict but Also loving, Allowing the Kid to live their life but Pulling on the leash if they go to far.

He has a lot of Experience on how to handle Children and How to Be a Parent, so the basic things are no problem for him. Since he's not a Super soldier, he does need some breaks from playing with the kid but luckily he has his Nephews who will Definitely Join in on playing with your Child.

He is the kind of Dad that, would put a Childrens Leash on their kid to not loose them in crowds or just in general when going outside.

We all know this Men is a Good Dad and would literally give anything for his Child, He would buy them anything money could buy.

Nothing and no one could stop him if someone's Talking Bad about his Kid, he will roast them into the Ground. (our Sass king)

He tries so hard to not be like his Father but he knows that it's not something he could control, still he tries his best to be the Better Father. He is the kind of Dad that would want to record everything like from the day the kid is born/Adopted to the Day his Kid's Graduation, not wanting to miss any of these moments even if he's not there with them.

He would support you in any way, taking turns on Going outside, Planning Things and Of course the cooking and the Cleaning. He's always acting like nothing bothers him but the minute his Kid Smiles at him, His heart melts away these Walls that he keeps building around his heart.

Thor loves Children and especially Your's, He would be The Best dad he can possible be. Thor would never be a Strict dad, he is to Soft and Fun for that but he would be worried since his Family has a habit of getting themselves in a lot of trouble when alone.

He's the kind of Dad that would walk around in a Pink Princess dress, Drinking tea with His Kid or dressing up in any way the Child finds fitting. He would Gift the sun to his child if it were possible, but he tends to stick to little things like Teddy's and Chocolate, Maybe some cool toys he found at the Toy store and of course If he finds it, he would totally get them a little Thor costume. (He would just be in complete aweee if the kid decides to wear it.)

You would have to do most of the Important things, like cleaning up whatever the two left behind but Thor will help you out. He would try cooking and cleaning but he's not used to do all that stuff on his own, so He would be helping you out and just try to do his best.

But All-in-All he's a great Dad and would start a War if something would happen to His precious Sunshine, So whenever they get hurt While playing or when they were outside He would Freak out and get super worried about them. He knows that the Wounds aren't that bad but He hates seeing his Kid hurt, No matter if it's just a small scratch He's just Careful and makes sure to clean it and patch them up.

When They first see their Child, He was so confused and didn't know what to do. She would need time to get comfortable with Holding them or In general interacting with the Kid. You Think that They would make a Great Parent? Well he doesn't think so in any way, Of course She would Brag about it and tell everyone that he's better then anyone but They truly think that she won't be a good Parent for your Child.

He would destroy Worlds for their Kid, She loves them more then Anything. You would catch him and your Kid laying in bed, Loki Quietly reading a Book for the Kid and the kid just peacefully sleeping in Her arm.

It will take a lot of time and reassurance for him to finally not feel worried, They feel that she might make the same mistakes as his Father. (I mean Odin wasn't the best Father figure towards our sweet Loki)

But They would be a Very Good parent and With you by his side, She’s more then Happy to finally have their Own Family. And even though it might seem confusing for a Child to have a Shapeshifting Parent figure, it really makes life something special. Your kid will grow up to respect People by their Personality and the Things they do rather then Gender or Looks. They are grateful to raise a Child with you even if They will outlast you, your child might grow old with them and it’s what Loki hopes for the most: not having to outlive his own child.

Stephen was never a fan of children, they tend to annoy him all the time but deep down inside of him he always wanted a own family. He thought it wouldn’t be Possible since he has so much to do and could put them all in danger but when you told him about your wish for a child, he was in shock but slowly began to like the idea. Doesn’t matter if you adopt a child, ask someone to deliver it or you deliver it yourself: He loves the kid more then anything in the universe(except you of course) he would take them with him almost everywhere he goes, showing them new things and teaching them all he know about things they show interest in.

Stephen would try to teach them magic but at some point he would stop just for the kids safety, he would not want them to get hurt.

All in all he is a good and responsible father, always taking care of his little mini me and making parenting a lot easier.

Bruce never felt more happier then when you came back with that little worm in your arms, he was confused at first but wouldn’t let go of them for an straight hour. He wanted to protect this child with all he got, even when he felt like hulking out he remembered his child.

Once he Hulked out and your kid saw it, they weren’t scared at all and ran up to him to comfort him. Hulk quickly recognized the little one and smiled before letting Bruce back out. Hulk would never Hurt you or the Kid, He loves you both and sees you as Family.

Since he’s spending a lot of time in the Lab, you and the kid visit him when Tony isn’t around. (Tony is that Annoying cool uncle who tries to talk your kid into doing stuff that could get them to annoy Bruce.) Your Kid shows a very High interest in sciences and wants to be like Bruce, which makes him very Happy.

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[incorrectnorse-quotes]

Who's your favorite Norse god(dess) and why?

Even though they're not a god(dess), per se, but a jotunn, Loki. Because they are the most interesting character in the mythology in my opinion. They're very versatile, they help the gods as much as they inconvenience them, and there's as much hilarity as there's tragedy in their story.

Also, out of everyone in Norse mythology, they're the most widely recognized as being LGBT+, and I've come to see them as sort of the patron deity of the LGBT+/Queer community.

And I find it very interesting that every time they're written into any sort of fiction, they're different (But I still love them every time) Marvel, Magnus Chase, Supernatural... You name it

Also they're a chaotic bastard, and I love chaotic bastards

#And yeah I use genderneutral pronouns for Loki most of the time cause why not #ask #asks #answered asks #loki

[pandalorian36]

Loki x Reader (Genderneutral)

This is a backstory to my Loki x reader prompt. Which you can read here. I decided to add a bit more too it and write how you and Loki meet.

After exchanging letters back and forth. You and Loki finally get to meet in person once again, this time on the readers home planet, Keboria.

Warnings: None. Word count: 1994

"Y/N hurry yourself. Frigga her sons will be arriving shortly." I smooth down the front of my outfit and run down the steps joining the rest of my family outside. Lyan is sat at my side so I scratch behind his ears I look forward to meeting your prince.

He is not my prince

Lyan tilts his head to the side smiling as much as a wolf can From the way you speak about him, yes he is.

He is my friend.

The Bi-frost opens, when it clears Frigga, Loki and Thor are standing in the clearing blinking in the sunlight. My parents step forward to greet them my brother moving to introduce himself to Thor, I'm certain they will get along swimmingly they have a lot in common. Loki steps of to one side and I manouver around my siblings to join him Lyan ambling along next to me.

"Welcome to Keboria." he smiles slightly "It is as stunning as you painted." I beam "I'm glad you think so." Lyan steps forward sniffing him knocking him backwards slightly "Lyan gentle please." Loki chuckles scratching beneath his neck causing him to tumble to the floor in a heap of fur all four paws in the air "Well you've just made a friend for life." Lyan grumbles happily "He loves neck scratches. Turns a killing machine into a puppy."

Loki chuckles standing back up, he has grown in the past two months now just a little taller than me. Last we met we where the same height, his hair is also a little longer but his eyes are the same emerald green I remember. "Y/N are you going to introduce us?" I turn smiling at my two identical sisters "Yes sorry. Loki these are my sisters Kirsi and Essie. The brunette talking to Thor is our brother Everett and then the tall silver haired one is the oldest Calen."

He bows his head slightly to both my sisters "Lovely to meet you both." they both giggle curtsying in reply "Y/N talks of you all the time." I flush glaring at the two of them they both laugh and run over to our brothers before I can yell. "You talk about me?" I turn back to Loki who is smirking "Yes. They asked about you I simply answered their questions." he chuckles Lyan jumping to his feet and nudging me with his nose You speak of him all the time to me I glare at my wolf as he ambles of into the woods before turning back to Loki "Would you like a tour?" he nods sweeping out an arm "Lead the way."

I take him around the palace first before going out into the gardens, the majority is taken care of by the royal garderns but I have a section belonging to me behind the library attached to my rooms. "The gardens here may even rival those on Asgard."

I feel my cheeks heaten slightly and crouch down to check on one of my newest additions, a beautiful plant that only flowers in moonlight. "Perhaps." Standing back up we walk over to the library doors, carved into the side of a vast oak tree the library dissappears underground with stained windows in the ceiling. I push open the doors Loki following me inside. "This is my second favourite place." Loki smiles softly looking around "I can see why it is beautiful. May I ask where is your favourite place?"

"I'll show you while you are here if you like." he nods wandering over to one of the shelves "You have so many books on magic." I join him nodding "My parents think that knowledge should be shared and accessible to everyone. This is our private library but the public one in the city contains all the same books if not more. Everyone is allowed to practice and grow their skills but there are severe punishments for anyone who attempts to use dark magic. That was made illegal long ago and the books locked deep beneath the city."

"Not destroyed?" I shake my head "No, they contain all the counter spells as well so it was safer to keep them intact. How are your lessons going?" he shrugs elegantly "Alright I suppose. I despise my brother and his friends they don't have a lot going on upstairs. Thor tried to pay me to do his final exams."

"How much?" he chuckles "Not enough, but I did help him enough to pass." I smile despite his outward dislike of his brother I know he loves him really. I settle into a squashy arm chair in the corner tucking my feet underneath me Loki taking a seat opposite "The plant you healed is still growing strong." I smile warmly "Thats excellent."

"You mentiond you had a private garden, may I see it?" I stare at him a moment "Really?" he nods "If that is alright?" I jump to my feet beaming "Of course its alright. No one really shows much interest in the gardens. Other than my brother Calen but the others don't really care. I'm rambling sorry." I start walking resisting the urge to face palm, pull yourself together.

Exiting the library I lead the way along a short path through the woodland to a tall gate set into a stone wall. "Your highness." I smile warmly at the two guards as they walk past "Good morning." I push open the gate letting Loki through.

My garden is small and circular with windows set into the walls to let in enough light. There are climbing plants covering most of the walls, flower beds curving around the left side containing all of my favourite flowers and the beds curving around to the left contain edible fruits, medicinal herbs. In the centre of the garden is a beautiful tree with a curving trunk that has flowers all year around: white in summer, pink in spring, yellow in autumn and blue in winter. around the base of the tree are rose bushes containing every colour I have been able to find. Around this is a bench built into the stone, one of multiple seating areas. My favorite is under the purple wysteria bush a swinging bench that gets sunlight most of the day due to the windows surrounding it. There is also a stone pathway that weaves inbetween all the plants with glow in the dark flowers lining the edges perfect for midnight walks.

There are also small paintings on many of the larger stones that I've been adding too over the years and windchimes hanging in the larger trees. A small spring bubbles up near the gate which I built a small pond around lillys sitting in the water which is cold and crystal clear perfect for watering the plants. "This is beautiful. You must have put so much effort into this." I blush slightly "I'm glad you like it. Though I prefer it at night quite a few bloom in the dark and they glow. Oh dear, you're not looking too good."

Loki P/O/V:

I watch Y/N carfully as they drift around their garden green and blue swirls winding up their arms fading as they reach their bicep as they tend to each plant. They pause at a droopy looking plant with heart shaped leaves and kneel down cupping the leaves delicatly "Here we go." I watch in awe as their magic wraps around the plant green and blue ribbons of every shade winding around the plant and their hands the leaves gaining colour and looking perkier by the second.

"It is beautiful. Your magic." they look up cheeks flushed "Thank you." they stand brushing of their hands "We should umm go inside." I follow behind watching the sunlight fall through the windows highlighting their features. There smile is contagious and despite my best efforts I cannot help but feel... happy around them.

My mother has sent so many suitors towards my brother and I but none have been of any interest. None are interested in the same books, or magic, or interesting conversation. None are Y/N. How I can have become so close to another person, this is only the third time speaking in person despite our many letters exchanged, in such a short time I do not know but all I know is Y/N L/N is the only person I consider a friend.

"Loki? Loki?" I crash back down into reality staring blankly at Y/N who grins shoulders shaking with repressed laughter "Head in the clouds? I was asking if you would like me to show you to your rooms?" I nod slightly clearing my throat "Yes, thank you." falshing one of their smiles that always sends warmth flooding through me they lead the way through the palace, it is all white and gold not as regal as Asgard but still comfortable.

They stop outside a set of double doors guards posted on either side "I believe your mother and brother are inside. I will see you at dinner tonight." I bow slightly "Until tonight then your highness, thank you for the tour." grinning they turn on their heel and leave gliding away back the way we came.

I step into a lavishly dressed room where my mother and Thor are seated. Thor is slumped in his seat looking bored "Ah brother where did you get too?" I shrug "Lady/Lord Y/N gave me a tour of the library and gardens." He rolls his eyes slightly but our mother smiles warmly "How kind of them. I suggest you both wash and change for dinner."

My room is significantly smaller than the one back home but comfortable enough with a large window looking out over the gardens below. Walking out onto the balcony I spot Y/N below with their wolf who is sprawled on the gravel. "Lyan if you do not keep your thoughts to yourself you will be sleeping outside for the rest of the week." I smile slightly at their tone, I remember them mentioning Lyan could communicate telepathically.

"Shouldn't you be getting ready for dinner." They look up smiling brightly, that smile sends something fluttering through my chest it is so bright and happy "Calen." their oldest brother steps out into view "Did you enjoy your time with the Asgardian Prince?"

Y/N shoots a glare at Lyan who if it was possible looks guilty before ambling away "I was merely showing him around brother." "Lyan tells me you have been writing letters?"

"Your sources are a wolf." he chuckles shrugging "I am merely wondering if I need have my brotherly talk." Y/N visibly blushes mouth agape "I don't... You don't... For once please do not scare of someone because you have a hunch that it may or may not grow into something more." Calen holds up his hands in defeat "I merely wish to know you are safe. But from what I have heard, the prince is well respected."

"Calen please stop talking." he grins "So I will take your reaction as you like him rather a lot." they bury their face in their hands while Calen laughs throwing an arm around their shoulders "Well he would be stupid not to feel the same way."

"I don't know what I feel alright. Just please let me work it out, without any of your interference."

"I promise to stay out of the way." Y/N sighs "We'd best get ready for dinner, Mother will have our heads if we are late." The two disappear inside while I mull over Y/Ns words. Perhaps there is something more under our friendship. It seems the both of us are unsure of what lays beneath so many letters and brief meetings. One day perhaps we will be able to work it out, for now I do not want to risk our frienship. They are the one person I actually feel comfortable around other than my mother and I cannot loose that.

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[thoscheitrashdhawan]

Love your stuff and want to know what you would do with this prompt: Tom Hiddleston dating an artist who paints and sculpts and draws and she's emerging in the art world. It can be an actual fic or one of those masterlists of things that would happen? Anything that inspires you really. :D

Thanks so much! I decided to write it as a fic, but it’s pretty short since the request wasn’t super specific - hope you like it anyway!

Words: 500

Sometimes, your lack of inspiration would drive you insane. Or just your lack of motivation. As you sat at your desk, fiddling with your pencil and staring at a blank piece of paper, you heard the door opening, and you smiled to yourself. A few moments later, two arms were wrapping you in a hug from behind, and you leaned your head back so you could see his face.

“Hey, Tom, how was your day?”

“It was good.” He responded, still holding onto you as he grinned and covered your face in kisses. “Some people recognised me on the subway, so I took some photos with them, then I grabbed us some food, and then I came home to see your beautiful face.” You laughed a little and captured his lips in a kiss before pushing him off you and standing up.

“Where’s the food?” You asked, and he laughed at your excitement, presenting you with a bag of takeout.

When you’d grabbed a tray and some cutlery, the two of you collapsed onto the couch, and he wrapped an arm around your shoulders (and seeing him try to eat with only one hand was quite a funny sight), before asking how your day had been.

“Really good, actually.” You started, before putting down your fork and looking up at him. “Remember how I told you that more people started buying my artwork?” You asked, and he nodded. “Well, not only did I have multiple people wanting to buy one of my pieces… an art gallery said that they wanted to display one!” Although you’d started off calm, your excitement was now evident on your face, and he couldn’t help but grin back at you.

“That’s amazing! Which one do they want?”

“The one you thought was too big to go at the top of the stairs.” You shrugged, and he laughed.

“That’ll look great in a gallery. It’s a shame, though, I like that one. Now I’m going to have to pay to see it, instead of seeing it here every day.” He smiled, and you chuckled a little.

Over the next few months, your work grew more popular, and more people were interested in seeing the things that you’d painted, drawn, or sculpted. And, of course, you were more than happy to be making new creations. Every time your work got a compliment, you couldn’t help but grin, and you were always full of happy energy, which made Tom even happier than normal, too.

He constantly supported you, through everything, and he was always posting pictures of your artwork on his social media to get more people interested, and dragging his friends to the gallery so he could show off the pieces of yours that were being displayed. You knew that eventually you’d have your own gallery to display artwork in; somewhere where everything inside would be yours. Until then, you’d enjoy what you had - people loving your work, and a supportive boyfriend who always reminded you how much he loved you.

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[gingerwritess]

Vacation

Summary: (Loki x reader) Spending a night in jail with the god of mischief? Sure, what could go wrong?

Warnings: suggestive themes heh it’s all fluff

A/N: I saw @ohhhmylokis wonderful gif-drabble (look at it asap, you won’t regret it) and I just. couldn’t. resist.

I tried to keep this one short and sweet!

Thank you for reading and your feedback keeps me going I love youuu

“I can’t believe I’m in prison with you. Again.”

You plop down in the tiny metal chair and drop your head against the concrete wall.

Maybe if I hit my head hard enough I’ll wake up?

Whack. You bang the side of your head over and over on the wall, the dull thud echoing through the drab cell.

Nope. This is real. Horribly, awkwardly, illegally real.

Loki seems to be enjoying himself, which isn’t surprising in the slightest. He’s lounging comfortably on the one cot in the cold cell, ankles crossed and arms propping his head up to watch you.

“You’re going to severely damage your brain, darling. Stop that,” he tells you, closing his eyes with a sigh.

“That’s the plan, idiot.” With one last hit of your head for good measure, you slump down in your chair, glaring at the “carefree” god who got you arrested in the first place.

He must have felt you glaring daggers, because he lifts his head just slightly and opens his eyes to meet yours. “I thought you might enjoy a vacation.”

“A vacation.” You squint at him in disbelief. “To prison.”

Loki has the nerve to smile, looking around the tiny cell and nodding. “I seem to recall you saying that you want more time alone with me.” He swings his legs off the cot, sitting up and bringing a mocking hand to his heart. “And I, your ever loyal servant, will always provide.”

Your jaw clenches and nostrils flare at his sarcasm; now is not the time, and you are not in the mood. “Watch it, frosty. You’re on thin. fucking. ice,” you growl.

Loki just smirks at you. And god damn it, the trickster knows just how devilishly attractive he looks while doing it.

He runs his hand over the thin blanket and single pillow on the tiny cot, inspecting it and nodding with a satisfactory hum. “The bed is a bit small.” He glances up to catch your eye. “I’m afraid you’ll have to sleep on top of me.”

Please, lord, tell me he did not just say that.

You take a few deep breaths and clench your hands into fists, trying your hardest to not slap your lover.

Right. You love him. Let’s not forget that and accidentally murder him.

He smiles as he watches you, and you wait for him to say something. You don’t need to speak to him, certainly not since he is the reason you’re in this situation in the first place.

Silent treatment. The worst punishment imaginable, right?

Loki just keeps that disgustingly sweet smile plastered on his face—no slapping. no slapping.

A minute passes in tense silence, and you swear there’s smoke coming out your ears, but Loki just smiles.

“Or…” he begins, cocking his head to the side while he looks at you.

Finally. His plan to get you out better be good, and his apology has got to be even better than that.

“I could be on top, if you’d prefer.”

The FUCK?

You open your mouth to fling something snarky right back at him, but a realisation dawns on you and you snap your mouth shut again.

He’s looking a little too…proud right now. Like he got something he wanted. Like some horrible, devious plan of his turned out perfectly.

“Please. Loki.” You close your eyes and count backwards from five. “Please tell me you didn’t get us arrested just so you could do–do this.” You point between the two of you.

He scrunches up his nose in an awful, adorable “sorry” grin, shooting you a quick wink.

Whack. You’re back to banging your head against the wall. “You. got us. arrested,” you hiss through gritted teeth, “so you could flirt with me.”

“...maybe.”

“You couldn’t have just saved your bad pick up lines for home, like normal people?!”

“Desperate times, desperate measures. I needed to impress you.”

“We’re married, dipshit.”

“Ah. Right. Well, this method is much more enjoyable.”

You fall silent again, narrowing your eyes at him and trying to look as threatening as possible. You really shouldn’t be shocked though, what else do you expect? This is Loki you’re dealing with.

Who else would have hidden an actual live snake in his pants, just to give airport security a good scare when they pat him down?

Apparently he had thought it would be “funny.”

And he had dragged you into it when security had threatened to arrest him—well, first he had responded with “do it. I dare you,”—and he told them it was all your idea, that you “get off on seeing him in chains.”

That landed you both handcuffed and locked in the back of a cop car on your way to the county jail, and instead of apologising, he had promptly offered to make out with you.

Maybe you should slap him.

At this point, Loki is back to relaxing, making himself comfortable on the cot. He’s ignoring your pointed glowering and even though he can probably feel the heat radiating off your body, he closes his eyes with a smug grin on his lips.

“You’re insufferable, have I mentioned?” You stomp over to stand next to his head, scowling down at him. He just hums happily, nodding once without opening his eyes.

“You’re such a little shit. A complete dickwad. An absolutely incorrigible idiot.”

Loki nods in agreement after every half-hearted insult, that stuck-up smile of his growing wider and wider with each one.

A defeated sigh leaves your lips. Insults have no effect, he knows you could never mean it. What’s done is done, and no matter what you do now, you’re gonna be stuck in this cell with him for the rest of the night.

You might as well enjoy yourself.

“I get to be on top.”

Loki peeks one eye open, his eyebrow quirking up at you. “Beg your pardon?”

“You heard me.” You swing your leg over the cot and sit on him, the breath leaving his lungs in one big “oof.”

“I get to be on top.”

At that, Loki’s hands start snaking up your thighs, and you still want to slap that smug little smirk off his face.

Well, kissing it off might work better.

Honestly, this man's smile should be made illegal.

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[buckysbabygorl]

Names

Summary: Y/N’s always the butt of Loki’s teasing and they can’t stand it, until the hidden meanings behind it are revealed

Word Count: 2k

Pairing: Loki x GenderNeutral!Reader

Warnings: swearing

Cowritten by @babybluereads

When the Asgardians had arrived on earth, the tiny town of St. Abb’s had accepted them with open arms. The community immediately took to caring for the newcomers and providing them with whatever they needed. Y/N, being the assertive and bright person they were, immediately caught the eye of the fighting trio that had defended Asgard in its last moments.

Y/N was quick to help where they could; taking on leadership roles and directing the townspeople on what actions to take next for the Asgardian folk to fit in. They provided shelter, food, clothing, whatever was necessary.

Valkyrie and Y/N developed a fast friendship; she liked Y/N’s confidence and strength, and they managed their people side by side. Thor adored most, if not all migardians and their customs, and Y/N was no exception. Y/N made him laugh, provided him with comfort and advice, and he contributed to the town in any way he could when he visited.

And then there was Loki. Oh, Loki, Loki, Loki.

Y/N had very little patience when it came to him; as a matter of fact, Y/N had none.

Loki was, politely, a grade A pain in the ass.

He was one to disappear for hours or days at a time; returning with no explanation as to why. He forced trickery on the township; amusing the children and the occasional townsfolk, but not Y/N. He was rowdy at the local bar; he was constantly seen partying, making this once quiet town louder than ever.

People adored him in town. Y/N however did not; they wanted structure, organization. He was chaos walking.

Worst of all; he felt the need to be glued to Y/N’s side constantly. He loved to tease them, get a rise from them first thing in the morning, he stopped them from doing their work, and it always left them fighting.

What really bothered Y/N is when he’d insult them in another language; which he did often. Something he’d huff under his breath, and when Y/N demanded clarification he’d simply laugh and walk off. Which seemed to be the only time he ever left them alone.

It was infuriating. Which is what Y/N was complaining about to Valkyrie right at this moment.

“I don’t understand why he can’t just piss off; everyone in town loves him, why can’t he go bother them?”

Valkyrie smiled, “Perhaps that’s why he does it; he knows you hate him. It’s likely the most entertaining thing for him.”

Y/N huffed as they lifted another crate, stacking them against the wall. “Well that’s just sadistic,” they said, “You’d think he’d get his rocks off on something else.”

Valkyrie laughed, but not for the reason Y/N thought.

“I’m not sure why my rocks are of your concern, but please leave sadism out of it.” 

Y/N’s teeth clenched at the voice, and tried to ignore it.

Loki smiled, “No greeting? I don’t even get a “good morning your highness”?”

“No, you don’t.” Y/N lifted another crate, which was swiftly pulled out of their hands by Loki. Y/N sighed, reaching for another one.

“I don’t need your help, I can carry it myself.” Y/N stated.

Loki chuckled as he stacked the crate in its place, before plucking the other from Y/N’s hands as well.

“It’s my pleasure, I’m certain I can do a better job anyways.”

Valkyrie shook her head, staying silent as the conversation transpired. She knew better than to jump in: one, because Y/N could handle themselves; two, because the last time Valkyrie stepped in, knives were involved and nearly banned in the town square because of it. Out of respect for peace and civility in New Asgard, Valkyrie ceased her fighting. For now.

As composed of a person Y/N was, they were one to get easily flustered. Yes, their emotions were in check, but something about Loki’s teasing was especially provoking. 

“I doubt it,” Y/N said, “Besides, how can you do a better job when you’re hardly ever here.”

“There are other ways to say you miss me, Y/N,” Loki said, “And I’m always here. You’re the one that wishes I wasn’t.”

“That’s not true, I just wish when you were here, you were less annoying.”

“I think that’s asking too much of him,” Valkyrie said, examining the lures of their fishing stock, “It’s ingrained in him.”

“Oh Valkyrie, I didn’t realize you were here.” He teased, momentarily turning his attention away from Y/N.

The warrior rolled her eyes, taking a nearby piece of broken crate and chucking it at his head.

He deflected it but turned to retaliate, before Y/N stopped him. 

“Hey, settle down. We have a lot of work to do, and I need you two to focus.” Y/N reprimanded.

Y/N didn’t realize it, but they had their hand placed on his chest. Loki smirked at the contact, before Y/N swiftly pulled their hand away.

“Now,” Y/N said, “Are you going to actually be helpful? Or are you planning on wasting my time.”

Loki hummed before looking back to the open boathouse entrance that he had come from, “No, I don’t plan on staying long. I was only stopping by to see my melilla.”

Y/N scowled with a groan. “If you’re going to insult me, you could at least do it in a language I understand!”

But their complaint fell on deaf ears as he laughed, exiting just as quickly as he’d come.

Now it was Valkyrie’s turn to laugh, their minor conflicts always being of great entertainment. But she knew Y/N would complain about it for the rest of the afternoon; their work was already tainted by the presence of Loki.

~

Thor was happy to be back, he could only spend so much time with the Guardians before needing some space. He admired the team, but the arrogance of that Starlord fellow was sometimes too much to bear. Not that Thor made it any easier; he was quite the confident man himself. They’d butted heads far too often, and now he was in need of a much deserved break. 

He strode into town cheerily; greeting the townsfolk with an overjoyed disposition. Though happy he was to see the midgardians; he was looking for one in particular. He finally spotted Y/N in the small farmers market just off the docks. In fact, he heard Y/N before he saw them, as once again Y/N was fighting with his notorious brother.

“You can’t turn apples into snakes when children are around, someone could get hurt and we don’t have a town doctor until next month!” Y/N scolded.

“Oh amata, I love how easily the simplest of things can make you forget yourself.” He said.

With a slight snarl on their face, Y/N groaned. “Stop calling me that!”

Loki simply laughed in their face, enraging Y/N further. Before they went to scream at him again, Thor decided to intervene.

“My Y/N! You seem awfully invigorated this morning,” He commented.

At the voice of their friend, Y/N turned and their mood was immediately brightened. “Thor! I had no idea you were coming.”

Loki looked at his brother with quiet contempt, “Of course you weren’t notified, my brother is known for making an entrance. 

He turned back to Y/N, “Why don’t you ever address me with such kindness, carissima.” He said, dejectedly.

Y/N raised a finger to Loki’s face, once again going to scold him, before being interrupted by amused laughter from Thor.

“Well it’s nice to see that you’ve at least shifted to addressing one another with pleasantries.” Thor said.

Immediately Loki’s face filled with dread. Y/N looked at them both, surprised.

“You call that pleasantries?” Y/N asked, “He’s been insulting me in a dead language since we met.”

They spat the words in Loki’s face, but it was not met with his usual humourous demeanor.

Thor scoffed with delight, “I hardly think dearest is an insult, Y/N.”

Y/N was taken aback. No, that’s not what he’d been calling them, had he?

The expression on Loki’s face displayed nothing but truth at the fellow God’s statement, “Thor, please--” Loki said through gritted teeth.

Thor only smirked, intending to continue the teasing. “What else has he called you, Y/N? I speak fluent latin myself.”

Still shocked by the revelation, but not diffused in their anger, Y/N thought back to what he had called them before dearest.

“Well--he, he also called me amata.” Y/N said.

Laughing once again, Thor turned to his brother, “Oh, did he?” Thor asked.

Flustered, Loki tried to direct attention elsewhere, “Aren’t you supposed to be looking for Valkyrie? Or someone else to pester?” He asked.

Thor only smiled, “No I’m quite enjoying myself here, brother.”

“And as for the name amata,” Thor explained, “It means beloved. I think you’ve mistaken my brother’s flirtations for aggravations, Y/N.”

The three stood, not saying anything more as the passerby’s at the market weaved around them. Y/N snuck a glance at Loki, who was now desperately avoiding eye contact. Could it be that all this time, he was secretly calling Y/N terms of endearment?

He made no objections; only furthering the obvious truth that he had been.

Y/N didn’t know what to think, or what to say.

“Well,” Thor started, “I believe my work here is done. I shall leave you to each other.”

He looked up into the marketplace, “Joseph, so good to see you my friend!”

He parted, calling for the man at the nearby mead cart, while the other two still stood, not saying a word.

Loki quietly scorned his brother; of course he had to expose him. Now Y/N was aware of his secret fondness towards them, someone who already hated him more than he’d like.

“Melilla.” Y/N said.

Loki looked at Y/N, surprised by the word. “Pardon?” He asked.

Y/N hummed, “It’s another name, that you-um.. That you call me.”

“Oh,” Loki nodded, understanding what Y/N meant. 

“Well,” he started, hesitant, “It means… little honey.”

“And why do you call me that,” Y/N asked, “Because I’m sweet?”

“No,” Loki defended, “You aren’t sweet. You’re the opposite. Um--bitter, and-and full of disdain--”

He was stopped by the laughter that escaped Y/N, but as he looked at them, he realized he was not the subject of their laughter but that Y/N was laughing with him. Though Loki would never admit it aloud, he found that much more pleasurable than any of the emotions he’d evoked from their banter. 

“You aren’t… upset with me?” He asked earnestly.

Y/N looked to the ground, shifting in their stance with hands placed behind their back.

“Not entirely,” Y/N admitted, “I mean… it would’ve been nice to know you weren’t calling me an asshole this whole time.”

Loki chuckled bashfully, “Well, for that, I suppose I can apologize.” 

An awkward silence came between them; not knowing what to say. It was surprising, to say the least, the new perspective that had been given to their situation. Loki’s need to be in Y/N’s presence, the constant chatting that what was thought to be filled with insults were now revealed to have been filled with kindness, and arguably, affection. Even on Y/N’s end; the frustrations of his disappearances and the concern for safety during his reckless shenanigans, were those too filled with care?

Loki cleared his throat to break the quiet. “So,” he started, “do you have much to tend to this afternoon?”

Y/N rolled their eyes at the obvious attempt to change the conversation, “Well if you’re going to continue being an idiot, then yes.”

“And.. if I cease, the idiocy?” He asked.

Y/N smiled, “Well, it wouldn’t necessarily be the worst thing, if you helped me with some... stuff down at the docks.”

He chuckled, amused. “You’re actually asking me to accompany you, for once?”

“Yes, I guess I am.” Y/N said. He went to speak before they stopped him, “But on one condition.”

“Oh?” He asked, “and what’s that?”

“That,” Y/N said, “If you’re going to compliment me, at least do it in a language I understand.”

He smiled, “Anything for you, dearest.”

~

First Loki fic ✅

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Hi! I saw your headcanon requests were open, so I wanted to ask if you could write a Loki headcanon who's s/o has a very chaotic family or something, and when he meets them he's really confused and the reader's brother(s) welcome him to the family and he's just really happy and scared at the same time! The reader has she/her pronouns! If you can't I totally understand!

Chaotic family, Loki Laufeyson

You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to write something, thank you so much for requesting this🥺🤲

Headcanons, genderneutral pronouns

Tw: Chaotic family, normal sibling things (play fighting etc.), burning kitchen

- I don’t know about the backstory you wanted, but hereby, you now have four brothers; two younger ones, two older ones.

- And it was chaos. Truly. I don’t know if you’re familiar with the concept of one brother (regardless of age), but it’s chaotic at times.

- Your brothers might have been the epitome of pure annoyance and dumbass decisions. You knew this. Hell, you even joined in most of the times.

- When you first started dating Loki, you had told him all about your family, claiming they were the worst, but still held a place close to your heart.

- He didn’t really think much of it. I mean, he is the god of mischief. What could truly blow his mind?

- Your brothers.

- All four of them were left unsupervised at home. Your oldest brother being the said supervision. But you knew better. He could never be qualified as good supervision. You couldn’t even trust him to watch a cookie for a few minutes. And now he had to babysit your three other brothers.

- But they had been alone at home for more times than once, so you figured they’d be fine for a while. You also figured, if Loki were to meet them, now would be the perfect moment.

- And so you did. Upon opening the door, a strong smell of something burning reached your nose. Loki had smelled it too, immediately looking around for a source of the smell. But you were smarter. You knew them longer than today. They were in the kitchen.

- “LET THE SPOON GO!!” Your oldest brother screamed.

- When entering the kitchen, you could see the fire starting from the oven, your youngest brother poking it with a wooden spoon. Your oldest brother was trying to get him to drop the spoon as your two other brothers were fighting each other with baguettes.

- “What in the world?” You wondered, walking up to your brother poking the fire. “Let that go, you idiot.” You scolded, tilting up the brother and setting him down in the corner of the room.

- “What did you four do?” You questioned them, making your two brothers stop fight, one quickly hitting the other one on his head.

- “He started it!” The three youngest simultaneously said, pointing towards the oldest. “What?”

- “It was him, Y/N! He wanted to bake the toaster!” “I did not!!”

- One of the three had walked up to your accused sibling, pointing towards him again. “He forced me to join forces!”

- “Don’t touch me!” The oldest defended. “I’m not touching you!” “I see your finger right there!” “Not touching you.”

- “Excuse me, but what is happening here?” Loki had found his way into the kitchen, facing the chaos created.

- “Right, um, Loki, the guys. Guys, this is Loki.” You quickly introduced, nearly forgetting about your boyfriend. “And apparently they tried baking a toaster.”

- “It was an accident!” The oldest proclaimed, seeing as no one was coming to save him.

- “You can’t accidentally throw a toaster into a burning oven.” You accused, grabbing the fire towel, trying to douse the fire.

- “You don’t understand! He made me!” The oldest one said, pointing towards the small sibling in the corner, who now faced him with an accused gasp, his hand on his heart.

- “I don’t care who started it, it’s a dangerous thing to do!” You tried, fighting desperately to get the flames away. Loki had noticed your struggle and decided to help you, freezing the flames, using his Yotun form quickly.

- Your brothers hadn’t even paid that much notice to it, too caught up in the argument.

- “We tried to stop it, Y/N.” Your second sibling began, dropping the broken baguette.

- “He was poking a spoon into the fire while you two hit each other with bread.” You stated, turning back to your oldest brother.

- “You’re explaining this to mom.” “I’m legally an adult, Y/N. I don’t have to explain anything.” “Mom doesn’t care if you’re an adult or not. You were supposed to be supervision.” You argued, walking back towards the entrance of the kitchen.

- “I’m terrible supervision!” The eldest proclaimed, to which you laughed. “I know,” you answered teasingly and mocking, “but I’m not the one you should be telling that too. I’m going to the cable room to shut off the power in the kitchen. You four stay here.”

- While shutting off the energy, Loki had joined your side, not wanting to be in a room that now contained four bickering boys, varying from pre-schooler to adult man with 9-5 job.

- “I must say, your brothers seem like fun.” He spoke with a smile.

- “Don’t even get me started.”

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