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katzirrart · 25 days
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Still workshopping this brush. Overall I like it a lot - I like how Mobius' right sleeve turned out a LOT line weight and line angle wise. Which that was the goal - also it plays super nice with my blender brush to get the shading on their faces so CHEF'S KISS THERE.
Also just forcing me not to heavily refine stuff, which I'm always doing.... huff.
But yee, tossing this up here before I start seeing things I don't like kjgdhn
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irishhappiness · 3 months
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Loki's tree
Summary: You decided to do something nice for Loki during Christmas Time and takes a turn that you didn’t expect.
Pairing: Avenger Loki x female reader
Word count: 1764
Warning: None, just fluffy fluff
A/N: It’s not like a have 30 WIP opened but I couldn’t stop myself for writing this one. I hope you enjoy this small Christmas fanfic with Loki.
Dividers @silkholland ❤️
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It's Christmas time. Everybody in the compound knows that it means decorations, lights, and trees. You loved the faerie of Christmas more than the actual celebration. You could spend hours looking at the lights and choosing the perfect ornaments. This is why you were in charge of putting the compound under a beautiful scenery. Of course, everybody was here to help you put the thing in place, but you were the one creating it.
This year, you opted for something different. You decided to go big on trees. You wanted each Avenger to find a piece of themself in them. So asked Tony to buy four. There will be two in the entrance, and two in the leaving room. However, to put your plan in place, you needed help. The trees were too tall for you to do everything by yourself.
You went to the only person that didn't go on the mission.
"Hi Bruce, I need your help. Well, more a Hulk help."
"Sure, what do you need?"
"I need him to help me put the decorations at the top of the trees."
"Oh, you know that he is not the delicate type."
"Well, if he doesn't try, I will not give him his surprise, so it's his choice."
You smiled. You knew that The Hulk was always feeling like people didn't care about him. It was a strange thing when you knew that he was another side of Bruce. You always tried to have something for him to, and this year was no exception.
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"Hulk, careful. You can't drop this one. It's the most important one."
He looked at you and tried his best. He was really slow and steady. You looked at him with loving eyes, just for trying his best. He put the ornament carefully on top of the tree with no damage. You smile at the result. You hoped that he would like it. Not the Hulk, even if it was also for him but Loki. You had a big crush on him since he first smiled at you three years ago. You knew that he was a murder but he only showed you how sweet and charming he could be. You tried the hardest not to show how much he affected you. That didn't mean that Nat or Steve didn't see your puppy eyes every time that he walked in a room.
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The mission went well. There were a few bruises, but it wasn't that bad. The morals were still on top. You were happy to see everybody coming back in one piece, hugging all of them. After every mission, it was hugging time for the ones who wanted it. It could be small hugs or longest depending and what each Avenger needed. You prepared a big meal for the team as usual after a mission, just in case they needed a boost for the moral. As always, they were impressed. You were the only one with Sam to know how to cook, which was a big change from all the takeaway that they had before you arrived three years ago. Some of them tried to cook with more or less success.
One by one, their eyes popped when they saw the tree in leaving room. It was a beautiful green and golden tree. It represented The Hulk but also Loki. Bruce teased you about it. You found an excuse on why their tree should be here instead of another one. After all, Loki was still considered dangerous after all his help, so he couldn't really be in the lobby, could he?
When the God arrived, your heart stopped. You were hopping he liked it. You were so anxious that Bruce had to put his hand on your forearm. You looked at him, and he nodded at you, smiling. Loki stepped closer to the tree. He looked at it like it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen before, which was not far from the truth. He could see the ornaments that represented him and others for The Hulk. There were small details that only you could have put. His eyes were glossy. He looked a bit more at it to remove the tears ready to drop.
When he finally turned, he looked at you, smiling.
"It's really beautiful, Darling. Thank you for this gift."
"Of course Loki, it was really a pleasure "
Bruce felt you relaxed next to him. He kept smiling, looking at the interaction. He wondered if Loki would ever understand that you liked him. There was actually a bet on how long the dance would continue.
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It was finally Christmas day. You were now all in the common room to give each other gifts. It wasn't always easy to find a gift for everybody, but you thought that you did a pretty good job and the other did too. The gifts were thoughtful and beautiful. You were thinking that it was the best year yet. Everybody was talking, giving each others hugs. You still have one gift to open.
It was Loki's gift. You knew it was his by the wrapping paper. It was elegant, green and impeccably down. You suspected that he had a tendency to need everything well done as the stature of his title. You looked at him and saw that he was looking back at you. You smiled before reaping the most delicately possible the paper. When you finally open it, your eyes got filled with tears. You couldn't believe what he offered you. It was the most beautiful book of his Asgardian collection. Not only did you like the presentation but the story itself. You were always going for it in his library without realising it. You never imagined that he could give an Asgardian book to anyone. You put it against your chest.
You wanted to go thank him but you saw that he was now opening yours. You tried your best to give him something new, but you were afraid that it wasn't enough. When you saw his eyes, he seemed really moved. You smiled at him before going to thank him for the precious gift, hugging him tightly. You then moved to thank the others before going for breakfast.
Four hours later and you were all watching a Christmas movie. You were all really invested, but something didn't quite feel right for you. It seemed like Loki was sad , and you didn't understand why. Everybody gave him a gift and they were all really nice. It was probably the warmest Christmas that he ever had, so you were really confused by his demeanour.
You went to take more popcorn and candy. You looked at the book on top of your pile of presents. You went to take it into your hands, cherishing it like the most precious thing that you had. You caressed the cover before opening it, wanting to see the beautiful pictures again and the golden letters. You saw a piece of paper between two pages. You thought that it was Loki's personal thoughts but still decided to read it. You wondered what he could think when he was alone.
"My sweet Darling,
I am giving you this book in hope that you can cherish it as much in ten years as you do now. I know that you do not read Asgardian, but I am hoping that you will let me read it to you every time that you want to hear this story.
I should have confessed my feelings another way, but the silent rejection will be easier than hearing you say that you do not feel the same way.
If you do not come to me now, that means that I am not the one that you inspire to be with, and it will be alright.
Do not fear, I will always be there for you. Whatever your response is.
Yours, Always,
Loki"
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One week earlier.
"You are really a Dumb dumb for a god."
Loki looked at Nat like if he was about to kill her.
"Yes, you are a dummy if you still don't think that she loves you. She built you a full Christmas tree."
"She did it for everybody."
"And yet yours is in the common room."
"Because I can't be on the lobby."
"Because she wanted you to see how much she loves you."
Tony entered the kitchen.
"Are we talking about Y/N's tree for Reindeer?"
Nat nodded, still looking at you with Steve and Bucky in the leaving room, just in front of the green and gold tree. You looked so beautiful laughing with them.
"So when are you going to tell her that you love her?"
"She doesn't love me. She loves Steve or one of them."
You have been really close of Steve since you arrived. With Bucky and Sam, they were like the three best friends that you ever had. They were really protective of you. They didn’t want to see you heart in any way. You were always laughing with them, but you never thought of them in a romantic way.
After a longer discussion on who your friends were and who you loved, Loki decided that maybe he should try something. It was true that you put a lot of attention in his tree even if he felt like it was the same for everybody else. Maybe you actually liked him. You were spending a lot of time with him outside of the one that you were obligated to. Maybe, just maybe there was a little hope.
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You didn't take time to check on the pop corn. It didn't matter. You went to Loki, who was on one of the couch. You made a sign for him to move a bit to give you space. You looked at him. He didn't understand what was happening. You whisper into his ear.
"I want you to read it to me every day."
Loki looked at you, and you nodded. He looked at your lips before kissing you. You deepen the kiss, moaning. He caressed your face.
"I didn't thought you wanted me."
"I am sorry, I didn't read it before."
"Better now than ever."
He brought you closer to him while you snuggled against his chest. Thor was looking at the two of you. He wanted to say something but decided to wait until the end of the movie. You needed a moment just between you after finally three years of pinning for each other and the Avengers going crazy on the bet.
@mochie85 ❤️
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lifesucksheres20bucks · 5 months
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My little Lokius brain rot made me realize that Loki’s tie is a dark green with a small line of brown at the bottom. Who wears that shade of brown??? Mobius.
Thank you for coming to my ted talk.
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ash3 · 1 year
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strawwritesfic · 8 months
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Loki Laufeyson x Female!SHIELD Agent!Reader: Burdened with Glorious Sacrifices
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Summary: Loki is burdened with many things, but luckily, you aren’t one those burdens.
Rating/Warnings: All (Post-Avengers (2012); canon divergence Post-Avengers (2012); not canon compliant; fangirls; fanboys; Helicarrier; SHEILD Agent!Reader; Lab assistant!Reader; fluff)
Requester: Anonymous
Tag List: @imaginesfire​
Request: “Can I request one where random SHIELD agents flirt with Loki but he shows no interest in them cause he fell for a shy lab assistant instead? Everyone was surprised cause they expected him to go for someone stronger and more confident but Loki likes the idea of being the big protector and having some [sic] rely on his strength. He adores her shyness and tender heart and treats her like a princess."
Notes: A request long, long, long in the making. Goodness, I think it's been over two years since this anonymous person asked for this. It's not a terribly interesting interpretation of the request. They can't all be. But I feel that it meets the requirements, and I'm ready to move on to the rather more...colorful Loki request on my list—and put a dent in my expansive request list. If you're the person that asked me for this all those months ago, I hope you enjoy this!
Burdened with Glorious Sacrifices
At long, long, long last, you found yourself in the midst of a moment of perfect quiet. No Klaxons blaring, no unit head barking orders, no rock music pounding fit to shake the walls. Such moments were hard to come by on the S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier. Coworkers and bosses alike expected a lot of even a lowly laboratory assistant such as yourself. Go here; pick up this; learn to shoot that. Things had only gotten worse since the start of the Avengers Initiative, too. So when you finally had your usual lab to yourself, was it any wonder that you jumped at the chance to spend some alone time with the Hulk blood sample that had been sitting inside the Stark Industries-powered fridge all week?
"So that's how that works," you murmured to the empty room.
You hardly dared to remove your eye from the microscope long enough to scrawl down a few lines of notes. Someone else might shatter your solitude at any minute, wresting the instrument from you or demanding an errand that would pull you away from the sample. The Avengers were all onboard that day, true—something that went a long way in explaining the vacancy of your typically bustling workstation—but if Director Fury got it in his head that something needed done right away, the presence of superheroes wouldn't prevent someone interrupting you to take care of whatever it was Fury demand. You wanted to take advantage of being without company for as long as possible.
"Agent [L Name]," said a woman behind you.
Only your several years of (generally useless) field training prevented you from shrieking at this sudden invasion of your quiet time. Unfortunately, said training did not prevent you from sucking in a breath and turning on the spot.
Maria Hill rolled her eyes at your behavior. Your cheeks grew hot as she uncrossed arms and made her way over to your lab table.
"Yes, Commander?" you asked weakly.
Her stern expression didn't shift. "You're needed on the bridge."
Well, that couldn't be good. Lab assistants, as a rule, didn't get called to the bridge. They especially did not get called to the bridge in person by S.H.I.E.L.D.'s second-in-command. You licked your lips at the thought of just why anyone up there might want to see you, then asked:
"You came up here to tell me that? Why didn't you just use the intercom?"
"I did."
Clearly, your play for time wasn't about to earn you any points with Maria. You gulped and went on in a rush, "I really can't come to the bridge right this very minute, Commander. I just got to work on this sample. Would it be all right if I came up when I'm finished? It shouldn't be more than an hour."
Oh, who were you kidding? You weren't going to get out of trouble that way. No one had told you to look at the blood to begin with. All you'd likely managed with that stunt would be making Maria extra angry for not asking her how high when she said jump.
To your very great surprise, however, she narrowed her eyes at you for a mere handful of seconds before she turned to leave.
"Fine," she said.
"Fine?"
"Fine." She paused at the door to throw a very characteristic look at you over her shoulder. "But I can't guarantee that he'll still be in one piece when you get there."
"He? Who's he?"
"Your boyfriend. It's his check-in day. Don't tell me you forgot."
Your heart squeezed painfully in your chest. In the midst of your excitement to find yourself alone at work for once, you had entirely forgotten about the one day a month you could easily (and legally) see Loki. That Maria herself had come searching for you to attend to something regarding him could only be bad news. Before she could make it to the lift down the hallway, you put all your equipment and the blood sample away at a speed that might have got you mistaken for an Enhanced. Then you hurried after her to step inside the elevator before the doors closed.
Maria said nothing. Her pursed lips told you everything. Even if you'd had the wits about you to ask what Loki had done this time, you probably wouldn't have. What if you didn't like the answer? Taking a cue from her lack of small talk, you stared at the vertical crack in front of you so hard that your eyes began to water.
The doors opened seconds later. Maria unwound her crossed arms long enough to motion for you to step outside ahead of her. You could already hear a commotion coming from closer to the control point in the center of the bridge. Several voices spoke over each other in what sounded like excited—not terrified—tones, but you couldn't quite hear what they were saying well enough to confirm everyone's mood. Fury wouldn't call you in to stop a fight (not when he could get the satisfaction of seeing Captain America smash Loki's nose in with his shield), but Maria? Maria just might get more satisfaction out of seeing one of your coworkers smash your nose in instead.
You left the lift with your pulse pounding, though you did keep your arms from shaking at least. It took quite a bit of effort on your part to keep your eyes wide open as the bridge came into view. Bright afternoon sky blazed through the many windows. No dark figure stood at the controls, however. Fury must have had better things to do than referee whatever was going on.
And soon you spotted exactly what that was. One of the computer stations had drawn a crowd. A good six or seven S.H.I.E.L.D. agents dressed in familiar navy uniforms stood talking eagerly over one another. Fury had recently blocked all copies of Galaga on the organization computers, and last you'd heard, Mr. Stark hadn't come up with a way around it yet. Nobody was clustered around Cameron to watch him beat his latest high score, then.
Then you saw who the crowd was talking to. Just why Maria had called you up on Loki's check-in day became clear at once. A tall, dark-haired man with hollow cheeks stood at the center of the cluster of agents. A thick collar wrapped around his neck, and gleaming gold shackles kept his wrists firmly pulled toward the desk in front of him. As usual, Loki managed to look completely unbothered by such instruments as he smiled sardonically at the people surrounding him.
"Poor thing," you heard a woman say as you drew closer. "It can't be comfortable standing like that for hours on end."
"You've been waiting there for a long time, man. Are you thirsty? I could bring you some tea," said a man.
"Forget that! I brought grapes in my lunch. I could feed them to you one by one," said a second woman.
"Now, now," Loki purred. "You may all bring your offerings to me."
An excited murmur rose from the group as Loki’s green eyes swept across it.
“You.” He gestured as best he could with his hands restrained as they were. "Run along and retrieve those grapes. My beloved brother did not allow me to partake in breakfast before he insisted we traverse the realms, and who knows when he'll be back to retrieve me for lunch?"
A short-statured woman broke away to trot off in the direction of the nearest break room. She wore a glowing expression, and she did not stop to speak with you as she passed. The rest of the waiting agents resumed their fussing at once.
"He really shouldn't leave you chained like this."
"What if the Helicarrier falls out of the sky and you can't get out?"
"We could lose engine power again at any minute!"
"Truly," Loki bowed his head. "But then, Thor never has thought much about my well-being. It all started when I was about seventy years old..."
At last, you thought you were close enough to be heard without raising your voice. "Loki?"
His mouth snapped shut mid-sentence. The onlookers leaned in eagerly, waiting to hear the rest of his tale. Loki, however, looked over in your direction the moment he'd gathered his thoughts.
"[Name]!" he said.
The obvious delight in his tone caught his audience's attention. Every single person's head snapped toward you in unison—and not a single expression appeared happy.
You gulped.
"Ladies, gentlemen, and nonbinary beings," Loki announced, "Agent [L Name]!"
All your coworkers continued to stare at you wordlessly. You could feel Maria doing the exact same thing behind you. Probably her idea of calling you up here had not involved giving Loki a better opportunity to show off. Thank God Fury seemed to be elsewhere that day. He would have already thrown the both of you into the newly repaired Hulk cell.
"Hi," you said uncomfortably.
"What are you doing here? I thought you'd be busy with work," said Loki.
Before you could answer, one of the men said, "yeah, [L Name]. What are you doing on the bridge? Don't you belong downstairs where you won't get in the way?"
If he could have seen Loki's expression growing colder and colder, that agent probably wouldn't have finished his sentence. As it was, the ice in Loki's genes was apparent as he said, "you will address her as Agent [L Name] until such a time as she requests you do otherwise."
The man looked as though he'd been slapped.
"So [Name]?" Loki turned the full force of his smile on you. "Why have you deigned to grace this vessel's bridge with your presence?"
"Commander Hill came and got me." You took a deep breath before plunging on: "She wanted me to come break this up. You're all causing a scene."
"A scene?" Now one of the women spoke up, indignant.
"We were all just talking until you barged in," said another.
"Why would Hill bother asking you to break up anything?" asked a man.
"What are you supposed to do to make us leave?"
"You're only a lab assistant."
"You can't even use your I.C.E.R. properly."
"Not to mention that all of us outrank you!"
Over and over and over they beat you with their words. You struggled to stand up straight under the full force of them. What could you say to defend yourself? They were right, each and every one of them. If only Loki hadn't been there to hear it. Maybe you didn't hang your head; maybe you didn't even flinch. But your lower lip trembled, and you knew that the moment Loki spotted that, he'd lose interest in you on the spot. Princes from other realms—even princes currently under galactic house arrest—didn't date girls so easily cowed by their peers.
“Silence!”
This voice belonged to Loki, and so people did, in fact, fall silent. Even the woman before, returning clutching a bag of red grapes, didn’t voice her obvious confusion. One by one, each of the agents present turned their attention back to him. But a smile no longer grace his narrow features. He stood at his tallest, head up to gaze down his nose at those surrounding him with undisguised scorn.
“I warn the lot of you to not insult the love of my considerably long life,” he said. “After all, your lives working for such a sloppily led organization will certainly be cut so short that none of you will be capable of so much as grasping what such a love entails. That [Name] has selected a more reasonable assignment does not make her lesser. In fact, I should think her career choice proves her vastly more intelligent that the standard-issue SHIELD agent that you all proclaim to be.”
You bit your lower lip, bracing yourself for another round of mockery.
One never came. Many grumbles did, as well as dark backward looks, but no one said a word as the group slowly dispersed. The woman with the grapes left without further comment herself.
Then you found yourself alone with Loki at last. When you finally gathered enough courage to face him, you found his frosty demeanor gone. In its place was a warm smile.
“Are you all right?” he asked gently.
What could you do in response to that besides hurry over to hug him?
“Thank you,” murmured into his neck.
“For what?”
“Saying all those nice things about me.”
“For once,” Loki said as you lifted your head to smile at him, “I only spoke the truth.”
Most people claimed Thor to be the most princely of the Asgardian brothers, but when Loki said things like that, you couldn’t imagine that was true. Loki’s charm struck you speechless. Thankfully, he didn’t seem to expect an answer from you on this occasion.
“Would you do me the honor of joining me for lunch?” he asked.
Your heart soared. “I’d love to.”
“Good. I’ll need feeding, seeing as you chased off my potential servant.”
Was he joking? With Loki, it was hard to tell. You decided to assume he was in this case. Chuckling, you stood on your toes to give him a swift kiss.
“I’ll be back in an hour,” you told him.
“I’ll be waiting, my princess. Unless, of course, Thor happens to remember where he left me before then.”
“Tell him to wait until we’re done with lunch. You need sustenance. I love you,” you added as you turned to leave.
“I love you as well.”
You shot him an enormous grin before you walked back to the lift. Several of the agents stationed nearby rapidly looked away from you and back at their screens as you passed. Maria remained exactly where you’d last seen her only long enough to roll her eyes. After that, she went to stand in Fury’s usual position on the bridge, and pretended as though she didn't see you hurrying back to your post.
Did you care? Not at all. Let them stare. Let them gossip. Though you were hardly the bravest, strongest, or smartest agent S.H.I.E.L.D. had to offer, Loki had chosen you. He could have chosen anyone, any of those vastly more talented people willing to sacrifice just about anything for him. But when your eyes found him one last time before the elevator doors closed, you saw him smiling at you from across the room.
A love like that was even harder to come across than the peace and quiet you’d been trying to enjoy earlier that day. Thankfully, Maria had interrupted all that. If it came down to a choice between standing in the center of attention or hiding in your lab, when it came to Loki, you’d pick standing in the center of attention every single time.Post Work
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sebastianstanisahotmf · 3 months
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Hi love 🖤
I want to start by congratulating you on reaching 100 followers; you deserve every single one! 🥳
Second of all, I would love to make a request for your celebration, and this one will be for none other than our most wonderful God of Mischief, Loki! 💚
This story can be as either a regular or best friend or partner, whichever you think fits best with this story! But since Loki is of course the God of Mischief, what would a prank war with him look like?
Him and Reader pranking each other in a lot of different ways, all with the goal of making everyone laugh of course, we don't want anyone to intentionally get hurt during this!
I can't wait to see where you're going to take this idea, and once again, congratulations on reaching this wonderful milestone 🖤
Loki x Reader
A/N Firstly, I want to say thanks for your support xoxo. Secondly, thanks for the ask and I was very excited when I first saw it. I hope I write Loki's character right since I love him but have never written for him before. I also decided to make Loki and the reader a couple and I only used he/him pronouns for Loki but I am aware that Loki is genderfluid so next time I write a fic I will make sure to include that. This is a part of my 100 followers celebration and likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated.
THIS IS NOT AN 18+ FIC BUT I STILL FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE WITH MINORS READING MY FICS SO PLEASE DNI IF YOU ARE A MINOR.
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DO NOT REPOST ONTO ANY OTHER APPS/WEBSITES. THE ONLY PLACE THIS FIC IS ON IS TUMBLR.
Warnings Fluff
Loki was the God of mischief. There was no doubt about that and he even carried his mischievous tendencies into your relationship. That was why there was an unnofficial prank war going on between both of you. 
It all started when Loki set up a flour bomb but used his powers to mask it which made it invisible. 
You were thinking of a way to trick Loki and decided on hiding all his books. 
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“Do you know where my books are darling?” Loki asked you.
“No babe,” you responded, trying to stop yourself from smiling.
“Ok,” he replied.
A few minutes later, he walked back into the room, “Are you sure you don’t know where any of my books are my love?” he asked, crossing his arms.
“I told you I don’t know, you must have misplaced them,” you shrugged.
“I can’t have misplaced seven books darling,” he told you with his right eyebrows raised.
He looked around everywhere in the living room and walked back out in search of his ‘misplaced books’.
Once you knew he had gone, you took the books out from under the couch and placed them in a pile on the coffee table.
“My love, where on this god forsaken planet have you put my books,” Loki asked, walking back into the room.
“They’re on the coffee table love,” you said, desperately trying to hold in your laugh.
Loki huffed and looked at the coffee table where his books were.
“I can assure you my love, the books weren’t there earlier,” he stated, crossing his arms again but this time he had a smile on his face.
This made your facade crack and you burst out laughing.
“Do you think this is funny darling?” he questioned, walking over to you on the couch.
He leaned over and started to tickle you, “I won’t stop until you apoligose my love.” 
“I-I’m sorry b-babe,” you weezed out.
Loki stopped tickling you and gave you a chassed kiss.
“It was payback for the flour bomb,” you told him.
“So does that mean you declare a war,” he proposed.
“Yes. I am declaring a prank war,” you said, crossing your arms and sitting up straight.
“You’re going to regret this love. You’re messing with the God of Mischeif,” he said matter-of-factly.
“I can take you,” you declared.
“It’s official then,” Loki announced.
“I think we need to officially seal it though,” you said.
“How do you suppose we do that?” Loki inquired.
“I think we should kiss to seal the deal.” 
“That sound fair.” 
You kissed Loki and then he picked his books up and left the room. 
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It had been a few days since you had declared a prank war on Loki and you both haddn’t made a move yet. That was until today.
Loki knew you enjoyed baking on the weekends so he decided to prank you today.
He grabbed the carton of six eggs and took them out of the fridge. He filled a pan with water and put it on the hob he turned on a few minutes prior. Then, he put the eggs in when the water was boiling and waited until he knew they were hard-boiled. 
Although Loki was unskilled in the kitchen due to his upbringing, he was still taught some basic skills and one of them happened to be boiling eggs.
Loki took the eggs out of the pan and waited for them to cool down before putting them back in the carton. 
He cleared his tracks and started to make coffee and pancakes for both of you.
As he was halfway through flipping pancakes, you walked into the kitchen and wrapped your arms around him. 
You kissed his back before saying, “good morning babe.” 
“Good morning love, how did you sleep?” 
“It was alright, and you?” you grabbed your coffee and sat down at the kitchen table.
“I always sleep well when you’re in bed,” his response was a little too kind compared to his usual responses.
Loki wasn’t mean to you -he was far from it- but he usually pulled that line out if he felt particularly cuddly or if you went to sleep mad at each other (which was an infrequent occurrence), making it seem more out of place.
You just shrugged it off and carried on with your morning as usual.
At around 12 o’clock, you turned to Loki on the couch and asked if you had any eggs he responded that you did so you decided to bake a cake for the two of you.
Loki had been acting weird all morning but you couldn’t put your finger on it. You concluded that he wasn’t feeling too good (mentally or physically) so baking would allow you to give him space and make him something he enjoys.
You got all the ingredients out and started to measure them. Once that was done, you mixed the butter and sugar together before reaching over to the eggs. You grabbed the first one and tried to crack it on the side of the bowl. 
You were extremely confused when only the shell cracked. Without thinking, you reached for another egg but the same thing happened. You looked a little closer and peeled the shell off. 
That’s when you realised why Loki had been acting strange all morning.
You walked into the living room with the two eggs and saw Loki reading a book. You strolled over and grabbed the book out of his hand which made Loki smirk. 
“So you found my little surprise my darling.”
“Yeah I did,” you retorted, putting both hands on your hips, “Do we actually have any eggs or have you boiled them all?” 
“Theres a spare carton of eggs hidden behind the cheese and yoghurts.”
“I’m gonna get you back for this,” you assured him.
“Oh, I’m sure you will love,” he almost whispered, to which you responded by putting your middle finger up at him as you walked out the room.
I’m considering doing part two because I have a few different prank ideas, but I don’t want to make this fic too long. Idk about you guys but I have a shit attention span which means I struggle to read longer fics but if that is what you want then comment below and I will make fics longer in the future.
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wild-lavender-rose · 2 years
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Loki x reader misquote #4
Loki, to Judge Renslayer: Madam, a god does not plead. 
You:
You: *smirks* 
Loki: Don’t you dare. 
You: What about that time when Thor put all that honey in your hair and then you got your brush stuck and you came to me begging to-
Loki: Darling, that was not pleading, I was simply asking for your assistance in a small matter. 
You: You were on your knees, Loki. 
Loki: *scoffs* What? I never-
You: Tears streaming down your face, your brush fastened to one side of your head-
Loki: Gods do not cry!
Judge Renslayer: Enough!
Loki:
You: 
Judge Renslayer: You two have a history then?
You:
You: What does she mean, history?
Loki: I believe it’s the Midgardian way of asking if we’re married.
You: Oh...
You: I wonder what gave it away.
Loki: No idea.
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harrietbarnesblog · 2 years
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Y/n : You're gonna need a woman to tell everyone that you're not a complete piece of shit. I could be that person for you.
Loki : Wait, you think I'm a piece of shit?
Y/n : Fuck yeah.
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harlequin-hangout · 1 year
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For a Mortal Chapter 2
Series Masterlist | Loki Masterlist
< Part 1 | Part 3 >
Pairing: Dom!Loki x f!Reader
Warnings: Self esteem problems, self deprecation, ⚠️abuse (past, not from Loki)⚠️, minor breaking and entering
Contains: Angst, maybe a little fluff, brain not processing the literal god, descriptions of sensual fluffiness
Word Count: 2.2k
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A/N: Chapter 2!! This was inspired by this ask by @michelleleewise​. This is my first attempt at writing any kind of fan fiction, so please be kind. Thank you so much to @vbecker10 and @soubi001 for all the help with this chapter!! I'm so sorry that it took so long, inspiration hasn't been showing its face for this series.
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You groan, hearing the all-too-familiar 10 am alarm blaring next to you. Why you had never turned off that damned alarm, you’d never know. It’s not like you had anything to do that day, but it wasn’t good for your mental health to stay in bed. Turning off the alarm, you stare at the ceiling. Did last night really happen? It couldn’t have . . . right? Magic, gods, teleportation . . . it couldn’t exist in real life. That was ridiculous. . . wasn’t it? You haul yourself out of bed, gingerly pressing the bathroom door open. Everything was just as you’d left it. Clothes were strewn all over the floor and a combination of makeup and sanitary products littered the counter. Notably though, where you remembered placing a pine scented green candle last night was only a few drops of green wax. You stare at the empty counter space, ignoring your phone when it starts to ring. How was it gone?? Did Loki take it back? How were you supposed to contact him again? You sigh and rub your eyes, already wanting to crawl back into your bed. Last night was definitely too good to be true. Your phone began to ring again, Caller ID showing your friend Sobhana – Soubi for short – on the screen.
“Mmmh . . . Morning . . .” you groan.
“Hey! Someone sounds like she had a long night,” Soubi teased.
“Something like that . . . Either that or I’m losing my mind. What’s up?”
“Val and I were gonna grab something to eat at that Thai place you like. Wanna come?”
“Thank you so much for thinking of me, Soubi, but I don’t have money to eat out. I’d love to see you guys though, would you want to come hang out later today?” You heard Soubi laugh a little on the other end of the line.
“Don’t use your customer service apology on me. Did I ask if you had money? I got you, we’ll meet you there at 11:30. Sound good?” Soubi stated, leaving no room for arguments. “You can repay me by filling me in on all the work drama. I swear, that boss of yours gets dumber every time you tell me about him.” You burst out laughing. She wasn’t wrong. Every time you talked to Darren Albright, the stories got more and more unbelievable.
“Deal, and this weekend I’ll make you and Val some of that baked mac and cheese. We can have movie night at my place.”
“Movies sound great! I’ll always brie up for them, even if you pick the ones that are pasta-tively cheesy.” You could practically hear Soubi’s grin as you groan at her awful puns. She had more puns ready for any situation than anyone you’d ever met, and you absolutely adored her for it. Plus, two can play at that game.
“I better get ready, or I’m Ghouda be late.” You poke back at her, only lasting a couple moments before dissolving into giggles. “Yeah, no, that was bad. Yours was so much better! I’ll see you at 11?”
“You’ll get on my level one day, see you then!” Soubi hung up with a click, and you were left to search your closet for something clean to wear.
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You hadn't said much since you’d arrived at the restaurant. If Val and Soubi noticed, they hadn’t said anything so far. You mumbled your thanks as the waiter set the plate down in front of you, taking a deep breath before letting out a sigh.
“Y/N, you’re really quiet. That isn’t like you, what’s going on?” Val spoke up from across the table, concern in her eyes.
“It’s just . . .” You take another deep breath. “So, I might be going crazy. I had this . . . this dream, I guess? I dunno. I wouldn’t really call it a dream, it was so vivid, I could have sworn it was a memory, but I’m not sure what else to think.”
“Well, what’s going on?” Soubi inquires from your left. “If there’s something weird going on, you can always tell us.”
“Okay . . . Well it started after Darren called me last night.” You spent the next  thirty minutes filling your friends in on the previous evening’s crazy adventure. From the candle to the shower, to the almost – almost – platonic domination. “He didn’t even push for sex! Like I said, it’s like he could watch my memories . . . he knew exactly what I liked, but also what to avoid in order to make sure I was comfortable.”
“Wait, after all of that you didn’t fuck him??” Val almost screamed, and you had to fight back a giggle when she realized that people were looking. 
“No! We talked for a while, there was some gentle hair pulling while we made out, but he didn’t try anything unless he asked first or I initiated. I’m sure it would have been amazing if we had, though . . . I wonder what it would be like to fuck a guy who knows exactly what I want.”
“Sounds like an in-depth knowledge of sin and temptation are in your future and this god person is there to give a self guided tour.” Soubi’s comment almost made you blow soda out of your nose, and you take a few minutes to stop yourself from choking. Val was the first to regain control of her laughter.
“Soubi’s got a point though,” Val stated, wiping a tear from her eye. “He sounds too amazing to have been anything other than an imagination.” 
“See, that’s what I thought at first, but there’s these little green droplets of wax where the candle used to be.”
“Used to be?” Val raised an eyebrow. “Yeah, no. That’s really weird.”
“I mean, that’s physical evidence. That definitely means SOMETHING was there.” Soubi’s eyebrows creased. She wasn’t ready to say it yet, but she was definitely getting worried. “Do you have any makeup that could have left it? You accidentally melted that lipstick while trying to fix a break in it a while back.”
“You have a point, but I’m absolutely certain. I don’t own any makeup that color, and it was the exact same green with the same pine scent lingering. I have absolutely no idea what else it could be. I think I may be going crazy . . .” Your gaze drops to the table. You really didn’t want to admit it, but there was no other explanation. Some kind of psychotic break was the only logical explanation.
“Crazy, nothing, I’m worried that someone has been in your apartment.” Soubi muttered under her breath. “If someone was in your place, that’s really dangerous. They could have laced your food with stuff, or even the candle somehow. A hallucination would explain the god man appearing in your bathroom.” You glance at Val out of the side of your eye.
“I mean . . . It’s totally possible, but we still love you. I think you’re fine though honestly, you’ve been going through a lot lately, especially with your crappy job. I’m sure your mind is just looking for a way to deal with it while you're sleeping. Maybe get some extra locks though?” You smile softly, grateful to have friends with your best interest at heart.
“Yeah, extra locks seem like an amazing idea. But speaking of my crappy job . . . I believe I promised Soubi an update. Darren called me yesterday to tell me that I haven’t been doing anything for the company.”
“What??” Soubi hissed. “Didn’t you build an entirely new backend to make intake smoother?”
“Yup.”
“And you do all the upkeep on it, right?”
“All by myself, I don’t know if he even knows how it works.” A wicked smile creeps across Val’s face.
“You should quit. It isn’t like he’s paying you anyway. Just quit and wait for him to come crawling back to you when he realizes how much you actually do.”
“As satisfying as that could be, he’s an Albright, he might make sure that I never work in the film industry again, and I’ve worked way too hard to get here.”
“Do you really think he’d do that?” Val inquired.
“Well . . . no, not really, but I also think that if I walk, I’m never getting my job back. I’ve worked so hard to get where I am, and if I step out of Darren’s company on terms like this, then I can’t use him as a reference. I’ll be back to square one . . .”
“Hey, look at me?” Soubi asks. “ You won’t be starting from square one. You’ll be starting from experience. I’ve seen you grow so much over the past year and a half, especially after you finally cut off contact with your ex. We’re going to support you no matter what.” You beam, taking a deep breath and feeling a moment of peace for the first time in the last couple months. Your life had become so hectic, but Val and Soubi had remained your constant. As long as you have your friends, you can get through whatever this curveball turns out to be. 
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Your laptop dings with the fifth email from Albright.  Even though he accused you of not doing anything, you still seemed to be getting a lot put on your plate. You look over the new client application, grabbing your mug of hot chocolate from your side table. The application was for a new marketing client, and they were only asking for a basic social media consultation and re-do of their old logo. You sip your mug as you spend the next few hours going over the company site and social media, compiling a list of suggestions and replying to Darren’s email with your recommendations. By midnight, you had sorted through all the new clients and organized materials for the current client, plus re-worked part of your backend system to make finding client information easier. You stand, making your way to the kitchen. After depositing your empty mug in the sink, you grab a cup of water to take with you to bed. Today has been hard, but you won’t let it get the better of you.
The next two days passed without anything of note happening. Your days are mostly spent messaging the group chat with Soubi and Val (Soubi has nicknamed it My Taste in Buds a while back) and job applications. You needed income from somewhere, and Darren wasn’t cutting it. Coffee shops, restaurants, and even some retail stores had been checked off the list, but it was Saturday and you weren’t likely to hear anything  back on the weekends. You close your laptop and head to the bathroom. A hot, steamy shower sounds like the most amazing thing right now.
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The water pours over your skin and the steam fills your lungs. You’d finished washing ages ago, but it was nice to take a moment to breathe. In here, nothing could bother you. Not Darren, not bills, not unanswered job applications. You could stay in your little bubble and pretend for just one moment that everything was okay. You’d been able to sit with the events of your dream, and process. Val was right, this was probably your brain rationalizing. The human brain is such an amazing thing, it never stops working. It probably took spots of stuff on your counter and the amount of smut that you read and turned it into a coping mechanism while you slept. You had to admit, it had been nice. His slender fingers sliding through your hair. The gentle way he spoke. His voice had been both masculine and ethereal. Both commanding and comforting. The way he had spoken to you after he pulled you away from your shower . . . The softness wasn’t something you were used to. You barely knew the man – god, if he was to be believed – but he was more considerate of your wants and your needs than anyone you’d ever dated. Hell, most of the people who called you a friend didn’t seem to care. Outside of Val and Soubi, it seemed that most people kept you around because of things they thought that you could do for them. It made perfect sense that your brain would supply a tall, dark, and elegant man with a voice as smooth as velvet to help meet the needs in your life that were left unfulfilled. You spend a few more moments reminiscing on the dream, focusing on how his hands felt on your skin as his lips brushed yours, waiting for you to close the last breath of space between the two of you instead of just taking what he wanted. He was too good to be true, and almost definitely couldn’t exist outside of a dream. You toweled off, wrapping that towel around yourself before reaching to grab another for your hair. You pause, sniffing the towel. Something didn’t smell right . . . It wasn’t the towels, and it wasn’t the clothes you had piled on the floor . . . You grabbed the knife that you kept in your bedside table for protection and quietly made your way towards the living room and the front door. As you stepped out of the hallway, you stopped dead in your tracks. You recognized the scent, but what was it? You take stock of your apartment. Everything seems to be in place, the door is locked, the windows are closed . . . What could that smell be? Then it hits you. It’s leather. Leather and sandalwood. And sitting on the side table next to your laptop is a familiar green pine tree  scented candle.
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dinuhsoar · 2 years
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little love | l.l
- care giver!loki x little!f!reader
warnings: age regression (if that counts), paci use + bottle use (slight), slipping in front of people, potential typos, lmk if I've missed any!
*please read all warnings before continuing*
synopsis: the avengers and loki meet up for a game; y/n invited as well. however things take a turn for the worst when something happens.
artifact citation: sorry for my absence everyone! I've decided that I'm going to start posting from now on, and to give myself motivation, I've decided to post at least one fic a week! jus' gonna call this motivation monday. here's a wip that's been accumulating dust for the bast four months! next week's mm will definitely be yuanfen, perhaps even cheaper three! also, first time writing little!reader (at least I think lmao). I don't know much about the community, so sorry if I offend/get things wrong! I'm also thinking of redoing my blog! pand rq sorry I have so much to say, but plot came from someone who wrote a fic of steve from stranger thing where they play monopoly or something and the reader slips (and another (or the same lmao can't remember)) wrote a fic with the same concept but just with eddie! anyhow, enjoy!
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you were excited to go see the rest of the marvel team. you've been living separately from them all except for loki whom lived with you despite the both of you being offered a place in the tower. and while you met the team before, it was only brief before they had a mission to go do.
loki, upon arrival at the tower, had messaged tony asking him where everyone was; to which he responded with 'at the cub. didn't know you were coming today, leaving now.'
both loki and you had remained in the tower, and loki was skeptical of your behaviour, as you began to turn the tv on, plopping down to watch [favourite kid tv show/movie]. however there weren't any immediate signs and he just brushed it off as you wanting to watch your favourite movie or show.
but regardless, loki was quite prepared. he had your blankie, paci (plus two spares), a bottle, a shirt of his for you to wear; him knowing damn well you'd rather be regressed surrounded by him; touch, smell, or otherwise. he had other things in there too, though; an extra stuffie, hair clips or hairties for either both of your hair or for his own purpose. he also had lotion and a medical kit; he's never used it yet, though.
you had let out a laugh at something on the tv, grabbing the immediate attention of loki as he sighed. you were just bound to slip soon today, and he just couldn't tell when.
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it's only about another thirty minutes before everyone else arrives finally, loki heading over to you and grabbing the remote from you to turn the tv off. he saw it in your eyes; the barely there protest.
"they're back, love," he stated simply, you straightening up and watching as they walked into the room, everyone catching up with each other before tony laughed, "I don't know about you guys, but I'm starving!"
and everyone had agreed; including you, despite loki making summoning you a meal, thinking he wasn't going to stay as long as he already has.
but steve just sighed, shaking his head as he spoke up, "I guess we can order pizza? you're paying tony," the man snarled, placing his order for himself and bucky, knowing they like the same pizza, giving the phone to loki to place his order.
"what would you like, baby?" he asked you, looking at you as he awaited your answer.
"[go to pizza]," you said nodding, loki placing the order and passing the phone to someone else.
"while that's going on, I was thinking we can all play a game!" piped up natasha, everyone agreeing.
it was decided that you'd all be playing uno. it was the only game tony had and it kinda made everyone mad at him; including yourself because, with the money he was making, how'd he not have any more games?
regardless, you and bucky split the deck of cards, shuffling them both, before bucky shuffled them all together. it was a fair shuffle, and no one was bound to complain.
wrong.
tony and nat were screaming at each other, fingers pointing to each other, cards getting thrown about as they both tried to show that one or the other was cheating.
"you said no stacks, nat! you clearly stacked!"
"I didn't say that! you did!"
and so it went on. everyone just watched. they tried stopping it but it wasn't worth it.
meanwhile you sat with your knees to your chest, eyes looking over at loki before looking at tony and nat. somewhere along the lines, you slipped. your eyes were watery, wondering why everyone was yelling. and loki looked at you once before he stood up, gathering the attention of everyone else, him pulling you up after him.
and everyone could tell you were different, so to speak. your eyes were lost, and you clung to loki for dear life. that wasn't new in itself, but as the room fell quite, watching as loki left the room with you in his arms, they all heard a slight, 'wan' dada,' before you and him completely left the room.
he took you to his room in which he hardly ever used, and set down on the bed, him reaching for the bag, grinning as he saw your eyes light up when he pulled out the pacifier along with your favourite stuffie and blanket.
"hey, hey, it's gonna be alright, m'kay?"
he saw the tears in your eyes, some of them trailing down your cheeks.
"uncle tony and aunty nat stopped arguing, it's okay," he soothed, referring to the titles you both gave them in secret.
you nodded, smiling when he suddenly pulled out your bottle; however it fell and more tears pooled out.
"s'empty dada!" you wailed, pacifier falling from your mouth as you rolled over into your stomach and cried into the pillows beneath you.
"oh sweets, m'sorry. dada's very sorry." he scolded himself, not realising it was empty. again, he though you both wouldn't be here long.
"what if I made you 'poseidon,' hm? would that cheer up my sweet baby?"
poseidon was your favourite drink that loki made; it contained almond milk, your favourite fruits, and he made the milk blue by adding colouring to it; hence the name!
"dada I's want don," you pouted, face looking back at him, eyes red and puffy. if you asked him, he'd say you looked divine.
"alright, baby, you stay here, alright? dada will be back shortly." he fixed your paci, adjusting the blanket and handed you your stuffie back, and then left.
when loki reentered the room everyone was in, they all gasped, seeing the bottle in his hand. it was your favourite colour, and had stickers from your favourite tv show or movie on it. some would say loki looked comedic almost with it in his hands. he wasn't the brightest soul, so seeing that in his hands and a grin on his face, made them question him.
"who's that for?" asked peter, getting up to go look at the bottle as loki set it on the counter, getting the stuff out.
"it's for y/n," the man said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, pouring the milk into it before looking up at everyone's blank expression. "she age regresses?" and they all blinked, doe eyed. "some people fit for fun, others do it due to trauma; whatever that may be. think of it as being a physical age, but your mind goes to a younger age. with you, and you, yelling," loki said pointing, "she felt the need to regress. I'm her caregiver, so I take of her; dress her, feed her," he said shaking the bottle, "stuff like that."
loki added the fruit, dropping the dye in before shaking it up again, looking at them. "anymore questions?"
just then a floorboard creaked and everyone looked at you, pacifier in mouth, stuffie in hand and blanket wrapped around you. "wa tafin too long dada."
and although you didn't move your eyes off of loki, you could everyone else's. but they weren't negative looks. they were ones of awe, and perhaps even jealousy; not of you, but jealous of the type of relationship you had going on.
"little love, it's okay to come here. can you c'mere for me, yeah?" and loki smiled when bucky snapped his head towards the man, then to you as you shyly waddled out from the hallway, making your way over to him.
"one poseidon, my sweet angel," he said, giving her the drink in an overly dramatic manner, hands pinching the sides of your cheeks, resulting in a squeal to escape from your mouth. "now, what do you say to dada, hm?
"fank yous, dada! m'lobe you very much!"
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elibabayblog · 1 month
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Sexual alphabet
Ass: Tom loves to touch your ass, where ever, whenever, however. He has an addiction to it. He loves the way it bounces in his face while you ride him.
Boner: He gets boners all the time, in public and in private. You love to watch him squirm as he tries to control his urge to moan when you tease him.
Choking: Choking was your favorite thing about sex besides Tom. The way his hands would curl around your neck when he is fucking from the back is super sexy to you.
Dick: You love his dick. It's long and big after he fucked you the first time you, you couldn't walk for a week. He loves to punish you by teasing you with his dick until you couldn't take it anymore.
Ejaculate: His favorite place to ejaculate is onto your face because you put your fingers into it and suck the cum off of your finger and his cock.
Fucking: Fucking with Tom is hard, soft, passionate, hardcore, etc. You never know what mood he is in when he gets home.
Gag reflex: His cock is long and big so you are both very thankful you don't have a gag reflex.
Hand job: You love giving him hand jobs in public especially by your parents because it is so entertaining to watch him struggle to answer questions while you give him his much-needed hand job under the table.
Intimacy: Intimacy was a big part of your sex life. No intimacy, no sex.
Jerking off: You loved to watch him jerk himself off after you walked in on him once. He loves to do it in front of you.
Kissing: Kissing would almost always trigger intimacy. So that was something that happened often. Sloppy, passionate, sweet all the above are with Thomas.
Lingerie: Lingerie was the first thing you found out Thomas liked. Christmas, Valentine's Day, etc he loved to get you more and more lingerie.
Moaning: You both loved it when the other was vocal, which was one of your first discoveries about each other.
Neck fetish: You loved to kiss his neck. The way sweat dripped down his neck made you all the hornier.
Oral: Oral went both ways, one of your favorite positions was 69 because you both get oral at the same time.
Pussy: Pussy licking you was his favorite, he loved to do it before and after he fucked you. Before so he could get you wet and he just loved the taste. Then after because he loved to taste his cum mixed with your juices.
Quickies: He hated quickies but sometimes its all he had to get him through the day.
Rough: Rough was Tom's favorite way of having sex. Throwing you around fucking you anyway he'd like.
Screaming: You just had to scream it out from how deep he was in you. He was amazed at how high pitched you can scream.
Threesome: Threesomes were amazing because they were always with another person. Evans, Lizzie, Stan, it didn't matter.
Underwear: He likes to buy you men's underwear because he loves the way they hang off your body.
Virgin: Being a virgin, he took it slow and was very passionate your first time.
Wet: Wetness with you was all the time. Especially when he did some dirty talk.
XXX: Porn, was a whole other thing. It was one of the only ways to get him off besides toys and you.
Yearning: He is almost always horny. Imagine how he yearns for you when he is miles away. Just imagine the moaning and sexting he tries to get done.
ZZZ: Sleep was needed after fucking with Tom because he could literally go all night. (Fuck till the break of dawn.)
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loki layfeyson.
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smut or implied smut = *
series
enchanted
the dreadful war is over, and odin has invited you and your family to asgard to celebrate. you are enchanted to meet a certain someone, and slowly start to become head over heels with the prince charming.
confessions
confessions are made, and kisses occur
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one shots / blurbs
the letter
due to conflict that has happened in asgard, loki had to send you to new york to keep you safe until it passes. love letters are the one way you and your lover stay in touch.
every man gets his wish *
you bump into loki, your best friends brother while running to the kitchen to quench your late night thirst. loki might just decide to have a midnight snack.
not allowed *
after another failed attempt to get your best friend loki off your mind as a lover, you decided to seek him out for comfort. but you could never touch him and feel him like you do in your dreams right? wrong.
moon song *
sneaking out to meet your prince at all hours of the night just so happens to be your favourite past time, especially when it ends in gentle love making.
bubbles
loki helps you during a panic attack.
working for the knife
your boyfriend loki spoils you after a long day at work.
you’re a milf and im a motherfucker *
the crush for your hot neighbour grows at an alarming rate the more you spend time with him. once the kids go to bed and its lights out, you find out he has a crush on you too. a reallll big one.
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irishhappiness · 1 year
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Choosing yourself - One Shot
Summary: You are about to marry Hank for business reason. Would you finally put your happiness first?
Pairing: Loki x Female Reader
Word Count: 1850
Warnings: Mention of Self harm, Mention of suicide, Angst kind of and other than that fluffy fluff. If I forgot something, don't hesitate to tell me.
A/N: I just wanted to say that I never thought that my first fanfic post here will be about Loki. I always thought it would be about Steve or Ari. But hey, I woke up and had this idea since this morning. Like it's a one shot, it was easier that to start a full serie. Hopefully, some of you will like it. &lt;3
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You were in front of him. Looking in his blue eyes. They are beautiful but they don’t give you the joy that they are supposed too. You should get lost in them but you don’t feel like it. Hank is not a bad man; not at all. He is nice, sweet, generous and affectionate. He is what a lot of woman would want but not you. You are here because you feel like you don’t have choice; like it’s your obligation, your life but you are not in love with him.
You look two man behind your fiancé. You find him smiling at you. He wants you to be happy even if it’s not with him. He told you those exact words less that one hour before.
“Y/N.“ He’s breath is caught in his throat. You are even more beautiful than ever if it’s even possible. Loki has been under your spell since the first time he saw you. He was never the one to believe at love at first sight or at love for what matter. He always thought that he will be alone. Girls were never interested in him. Muscular and popular Thor was the one that was making the heads turn. But you. You, you didn’t seem to care for Thor, even when he helped you pick up your things that fell of your hands when your body connected with him. You just excused yourself and left quickly like a deer needed to save his life. After that, Loki looked for you but find you only months later and that’s when he knew that his life will change forever.
“Loki? What’s wrong?” You placed an hand on his cheek while your eyes look for an indication of what’s the problem might be. “You look like you just fell from Heaven. You look like an angel.” You smiled and blushed. Your best friend always made you feel better. He knows that you are nervous for today. Not because of the cold feet that you are suppose to have when you get married but because you both know that your relationship will never be the same. You were more than friends for a long time now. He was your rock, the person that knew you the most, the person that you could always count on. You didn’t know how you could survive without him. The knock during the night because you actually can’t sleep without him hugging you, without his smell enveloping you. The tenders moments after you finally connected your bodies and your souls will be gone forever. The protectiveness when someone tried to approach you a little bit too much. The small touches, the little looks, the little conversations and the animated debates. You will miss not being able to do this at any time of the day or night. “ You don’t have to say that.” He smiled at you, hugging you tightly. “What? Saying the truth? You know that I can’t lie to you.” You look at him. No, he never lied to you. Except when he through you surprised parties but it was allowed.
The door opens while you are still taking in his scent, revealing your mom. “The ceremony starts in 20min. You don’t want to be late.“ You hide your face against Loki chest, smelling the mix of soap and his forest parfum. The one that he knows you can’t resist. You turn your face to your mother. “Of course I don’t want that.” “Good. See you in a few minutes. And you, - pointing at Loki - you should leave her alone the time that she finishes to prepare.” You mom left as fast as she came. “She’s always a pleasure to meet.” You laugh for the first time of the day. Loki has never been a fan of your family and for good reason. You were always by yourself, your parents never bothering checking on how you were or where you were. They never knew that you were cutting yourself and that you tried several times to lose your life taking medicines. They never knew that the doses of drugs that you were taking to avoid the reality of your life were way to high. They never were present enough or cared enough to know. Loki was the one that saved your life several times. The one that brought you to the hospital and that waited for you to wake up. The one that told Frigga that he couldn’t lose you, that you were his best friend and the love of his life even if he wasn’t yours. One night, he cried in her arms for so long that he felt asleep. Frigga couldn’t see neither of you like this. She was the one that paid for your recovery, the one that paid for your therapy cessions. She was the mom that you never had. This is why you didn’t want her, Odin or Thor to be here today. You will not be able to face their disappointment on why you were doing this for a family that never cared for you. Even with the therapy, you were still hopping that things will change; that your parents will appreciate you and love you.
You turned to the mirror, trying to finish your make up. You never had any girl friends to do this with and wasn’t even sure that it was good enough. Maybe you should have let your parents pay for a make up artist. “Baby, don’t do that to yourself. You are beautiful like you are.“ He knew the right things to say. “You are not very objective, you called me an angel less that ten minutes ago.” He crouched behind you; put his arms around your waist and rest his chin on your shoulder. His eyes met yours in the mirror. “That because you are. And anybody telling you other ways doesn’t deserve to look at you.” You breath heavily. Nobody never tells you things like this. Only Loki would and knew where to point, even if you don’t always believed him. You keep quiet for a little while before he turns you to him, staying lower than you. “You deserve the world. I want you to be happy even if it’s not with me.” It hurts him to say that. He wished that you could be happy with him but as long as you are, it’s all that really matters. “Promise me to be happy.“ How could you agree to that? You didn’t know how to be happy without him. Your heart shrinks. “I promise.” He stand up, giving you his hand to take. As soon as you are standing up, you wrap your hands around his neck while you tip toe to kiss him. The kiss was suppose to be brief but turn into passion like it always does. You part breathless, looking at each other. “I will always love you Loki. You are the love of my life.“    
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And he is. He is the one that captures your eyes every time that you see him. He’s the one that you can spot in the middle of a crowd because of the way he stand. He’s the one that makes your heart beats so fast that sometimes it hurts because you feel that it’s still not enough.
“Y/N M/N L/N, do you take this man to be your husband, to live together in (holy) matrimony, to love him, to honor him, to comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?”
You freeze; You freeze because the more you look behind your fiancé, the more you feel like you are destroying several lives. If it was only yours, you could accept it but it wasn’t. “What’s my favorite color?“ Hank shook his head, not really understand what was happening. “Pink.” It was easy to know. It was the preeminent color of your wardrobe. “But why pink?” Hank keeps quiet. He doesn’t know.
You tried to be quiet but Loki heard you. He could hear every sounds coming from you. He can’t  stopped himself to answer in his mind. Because fuchsia makes you feel alive and pale pink calm you.
“Why the elephant my favorite animal?“
Because they are strong, intelligent, are able to come back where they were years ago even with a different settings. They are Majestics and who doesn’t love a baby elephant with his trunk?
“What’s my favorite flower?“
Red gerbera. Simple but strong and make you turn your head every time that you see one.
“That’s my favorite season?"
Winter because it’s cold and the pale colors at sundown are so beautiful that they gave you goosebumps.
Hank couldn’t respond to any of your questions. You looked at Loki. He gives you a small smile. You knew that he would be able to answer any of them without thinking and even more. You knew that even without asking he could say everything that you love, hate and why.
“I wish I could marry you but I can’t. We deserve better that having to obey our parents. You are not in love with me and I am not in love with you. You are a good man but not the one for me.” You take the ring off putting it back in Hank’s hand. You smile slightly at him before looking behind him. His curly raven hair, his perfect blue eyes, his smile that was finally reaching his eyes again. You just have to look at him to feel at peace. It took you long enough; too long maybe but you were there. You were finally ready to free yourself from your family, from your father. Ready to abandon them like they abandoned you years ago but you were not ready to leave behind what you have with Loki. You will feel incomplete without him. You take a few steps, tending your hand to him. He smiles at you like he never did before. He is proud of you. Pride because you finally decided to put yourself first like he always wanted for you. As soon as his hand grab yours, you descend the stairs. You want to leave as soon as possible. You want to leave this life behind, the life that was never yours.
“If you take one more step, I will disinherit you.” You look at your father and at this moment, you wonder what took you so long. He never cared about you. He only cared about money and business. “That’s ok. I was never part of this family anyway.” You look at Loki, an imperceptible nod that only the two of you can decipher. You keep his hand in yours; grabbing him so tight like you were afraid to loose him. You both run to the doors and as soon as you set foot outside that you jump in his arms. He makes you twirl, looking at you with the love that you finally know you deserve and looking at him the same way.  
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rosecoloredglasses2000 · 10 months
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Too shamed to post it on the main Tok so here ya go tumblr
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ash3 · 1 year
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Fast and frosty 
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lvnamuraart · 2 years
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Here it is! My drawing for @odinsonzine !
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