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How to Capture a Space Viking

(Or, what might have happened after the Stuttgart battle in Avengers Assemble.)*

Loki kept his hands slightly raised and held himself very still to reassure the mortals of his surrender. He knew if he made any sudden moves they would attack, and he didn’t want to have to kill them; he needed them alive. He cultivated a docile expression, not saying a word.

Tony lifted his visor, giving Loki a shrewd look. “I suppose there’s no point in cuffing him if he’s one of those super-strong space vikings Coulson wouldn’t shut up about.” He gave Cap a side-eyed look. “Do you even carry handcuffs, Mr. America?”

Cap resisted the urge to roll his eyes and didn’t look away from the enemy for a second. “It’s Captain America. And why would I? I’m a soldier, not a cop.” In his peripheral view, he caught Tony Stark’s shrug, a gesture emphasized by the weighty but stunningly flexible, cherry-red suit of armor encasing him.

Tony smirked, “Well, you never know. It’s always the goody-goody types who secretly keep a pair in the bedside drawer.” He lifted an eyebrow at Loki to see if he could get a rise out of him. Nothing. He couldn’t get a read on this stone-faced alien yet.

Tony cast a quick glance around them. Most of the crowd Loki had terrorized in the Stuttgart city square was dispersing, but the stupidest of the herd had actually begun to converge in an uneven circle around the scene, staring at all three of the combatants.

“Yeah,” he stated, “we gotta get Stonehenge here outta this place before some krautenheimmer tries to take a potshot at him. Natasha, hon, are you listening?”

“I don’t take orders from you, Stark.” Black Widow’s voice rang over the speakers of the quinjet, still hovering high above. “Orders, Cap?”

Steve barely blinked, eyes glued warily on Loki as he replied through his comm. “Can you land safely anywhere near here, Miss?” His mind was racing through the options. He had studied the map of the area on the flight over; of course there was no landing strip in the middle of the city. But wasn’t there a playing field in the vicinity? Would the pilot have enough space to land there?

It would be a tough march though—even if the SHIELD agent could find a landing space within half a click, Steve would have to find some way to contain the threat throughout the journey. He daren’t underestimate this alarmingly strong criminal in this foreign city full of vulnerable citizens. He calculated that Iron Man’s blasters would have killed a normal man. So what would it take to kill Loki?

Well, if the fellow was even hurt, he was doing a good job of hiding it. The black-haired villain wasn’t even breathing hard after their combat, while Cap himself was aching everywhere. Despite his own superpowers, Loki had thrown him around like a ragdoll.

Steve hadn’t been outmatched in a fight since—well, 1943. It made him feel like a scrawny kid again, and that was a feeling he dreaded. Steve forced down those feelings, staring his enemy right in the eyes. This opponent might be stronger than even him, but that had never stopped Cap from fighting the good fight.

The local polizei would be showing up en-masse any second now, interfering in dangerous matters they couldn’t understand and wouldn’t believe. Cap barely believed any of this himself, despite what he’d seen. Fury had insisted this intruder was an alien—the kind from another planet, but he didn’t look like a character in any Saturday matinee serial Steve had seen in the old days. Cap couldn’t wrap his head around the fact that aliens actually existed—but it didn’t matter. Loki had said he was there to conquer the human race, and he actually might have the means to do it. That was all Cap needed to know.

In the time it took Cap to sort through these thoughts, Natasha had initiated a landing sequence right in the middle of the square. When he realized what the red-headed agent was doing, Steve bit back the impulse to warn her off. He’d only just met the Black Widow, but of one thing about her was absolutely certain: she was capable.

Steve grit his teeth and held his tongue while Natasha vertically landed the futuristic craft only a few yards from where they stood, as smoothly as if she were parking a car.

Steve couldn’t help admiring the maneuver. In 1945 (only days ago to him), he could never have guessed this kind of technology was possible, even having witnessed firsthand cutting-edge science in Dr. Erskine and Red Skull’s labs. Steve was adapting quickly to this new age, but there was a first for everything.

Beside him, Loki politely cleared his throat. Steve’s eyes darted to the dubious prisoner. He then realized he’d looked away, at the quinjet, despite his determination to not let down his guard. He raised his shield tighter to his chest, eyeballing the troublemaker.

Had Loki cleared his throat deliberately to call Cap’s attention back to himself? Loki was still standing in the same position, now innocently looking around. Was there a trace of a smirk in his eyes? Steve clenched his razor-sharp jaw. Even if he hadn’t read the file on Loki, he could testify that there was nothing innocent about this character.

A noise from the gathering crowd alerted him to another risk.

“Stark, grab that spear before someone picks it up.” He pointed to Loki’s scepter, discarded on the bricks nearby.

“I don’t take orders from you, Captain Kid.” Tony snarked, but he trotted over to retrieve the thing quickly, hiding his nerves behind a litany of complaints under his breath. He wasn’t thrilled to be working with this anachronism personified, but the captain was right. A scared crowd could turn on a dime into an angry mob. They needed to leave.

“Nothing to see here!” He waved vaguely in the direction of the onlookers. “Go on back to your hausfraus and schnitzel or whatever!”

He gave the scepter a solid look, closing his visor. “Okay Jarvis, what’ve we got.”

The cool British voice of Iron Man’s AI in his earphones was usually calming, even in the midst of a firefight—but then Tony was more comfortable in a firefight than at the center of an angry mob, with an unknown quantity like Loki to contain, and only a relic like Grandpa Spangles for backup.

“It’s an unknown metal, sir, or shall I say, metals.” Jarvis intoned. “The central blade is precisely twenty-six point three centimeters in length, formed in a sickle shape reminiscent of the Soviet symbol or the curved blade of an Ancient Egyptian khopesh, though I cannot speculate as to whether any symbolism is intended, given that the entire construction is of extraterrestrial origin.” Supporting statistics rolled before Tony’s eyes on the display under his visor.

“That’s nice, Jarvis, but right now all I need to know is if it will kill me to touch it.” Tony glanced at a small glowing dot in the upper left of his display and the interactive tech correspondingly enlarged the dot into a rearview image captured by a tiny camera at the back of his suit.

Behind him, the Walking Flag and the Space Goth were staring at each other, both still standing alert, balanced on the balls of their feet. Not even the quinjet’s cargo door, opening nearby, attracted their attention.

“I’m unable to determine that, sir.”

Tony gave the disembodied AI a skeptical look. “What’s that supposed to mean?” He demanded.

“The object at the center of the blade array contains an unknown energy signature.” Jarvis calmly responded. “I have never seen data remotely like this. I’m unable to discern what this object is, much less anticipate what it may be capable of.”

Tony felt a cold bead of sweat trickle down his spine.

“Please be careful with that.” Loki piped up behind him, speaking for the first time in Tony’s presence. “It’s quite sharp.”

Tony turned and gave Loki a hard look, as if the alien could see his face.

Loki smiled cooly back at the expressionless metal mask, a thousand years of practiced diplomacy having taught him how to calm agitated primitives like these.

Tony was finding this spaceman more antagonizing every minute. First, he seemed awfully composed for someone who’d been hit with the full power of Iron Man’s blasters just moments ago; second, the dude had just unexpectedly surrendered, without a word; third, he’s dressed like Irish Dracula; and fourth, his voice is way too smooth, soothing, and deep. Based on the guy’s witchy looks, Tony might have expected shrill-voiced threats or evil cackling. Instead, this dude sounded like a therapist asking “how does that make you feel?” It was unnerving.

“What are you guys doing? Come on!” Natasha stood just outside the cargo bay of the quinjet, waving them over. She pointed out the spinning lights of polizei vehicles approaching from three of the streets that opened onto the public square.

Loki leaned back on his heels, hands still up, waiting. He masked a glance at the local law enforcement now arriving on the scene. He didn’t want them. His plan required the Iron Man and Captain America to take him into their custody. If the Man of Iron didn’t make a move soon, Loki would regrettably be forced to commit more violent actions.

Cap was conflicted. Despite his super hearing, he could barely hear anything said over the quinjet’s roaring engine and the police sirens. He was battered and exhausted, but the job wasn’t done. He belatedly realized he’d sent Stark to get the spear without considering whether the alien object might have the same type of power as the Tesseract, which had disintegrated Red Skull on contact.

Cap wouldn’t send his worst soldier out to do something he himself wasn’t willing to do. But Loki still seemed to be the more dangerous of the two threats, despite his polite equanimity. And Stark had about 100 pounds of metal between him and the strange weapon, so what was his problem?

“Pick it up, let’s go, Stark!” He grated, daring to reach out for Loki’s arm, half expecting the dark figure to make a false move.

Loki looked down at Cap’s hand on his arm and said nothing, though his eyes flashed with disdain. Cap shoved down an uncomfortable twinge of alarm.

“Screw it.” Tony muttered. Fortune favors the bold. He grabbed the stick of doom in a firm grip an turned to head for the quinjet. If he felt a strange surge of power roll up his arm and through his body, he ignored it. There would be time to analyze this detail later.

Rushing back to Cap and Loki, Tony jerked his head toward the quinjet. “Hey soldier boy, you and Edward Scissorhands can make goo-goo eyes at each other later. We gotta split.”

Steve was unimpressed with Stark’s cavalier attitude. He gave Loki’s arm a tug, nonetheless. “Let’s go, mister.” Under his palm, Loki’s arm was not exceptionally thick, but it was hard as steel.

Loki paused just for a millisecond; just long enough to demonstrate that Cap’s tug wasn’t enough to move him in the slightest, but that he was cooperating.

Cap got the message, loud and clear. He kept his expression neutral, keeping his grip on Loki’s arm as they approached the quinjet.

Black Widow watched Iron Man and Captain America approach and enter the quinjet, betraying nothing in her expression. She focused on the Asgardian without looking directly at him.

To be honest, this wasn’t her first encounter with an alien. She was a SHIELD agent. She knew of several extraterrestrial species, based on secret encounters she would never speak of outside the chain of command.

This one was different. This one was the kind she had prepared for from her first day with the agency. He didn’t come in peace. He was powerful in ways no one but Coulson had seen before. This one was an alpha-level threat, and she was compelled to seek out his weakness. Everyone had a weakness.

Natasha could tell a lot about a person from their appearance; the way they held themselves, their gait, even their micro-expressions. The impression she got of Loki, Prince of Asgard, was discomfiting—even before he glanced at her and gave her a knowing wink.

Clint’s face flashed before Natasha’s eyes. A sick feeling overtook her.

The Widow turned swiftly on her heel to return to the cockpit, never meeting Loki’s impertinent gaze. So, he’d detected her watching him, despite her subtle trick. She needn’t acknowledge his perception. Tony and the captain seemed to have him well enough in hand for the moment, and, if not, she knew better than to think she could take Loki on herself.

What she could do was get this craft off the ground and 10,000 feet in the air; maybe at that altitude the alien aggressor would think twice before attempting a surprise attack. With a swift gesture, she punched the control to close the cargo door and gracefully slipped into the pilot’s seat, forcing herself not to worry about Hawkeye. Now that they had Loki as their prisoner, she’d find out where to find Clint—one way or another.

Steve pulled (or, rather, led) Loki to a seat in the side of the quinjet, and Loki obediently sat. Wordlessly, Steve began strapping the prisoner in for the flight, his motions more forceful than was necessary, as Loki gave no resistance.

Cap realized the restraints wouldn’t hold the Asgardian, should he choose to attack, but untangling himself would surely slow Loki down, at least long enough to give them warning. Hopefully, between Stark and himself, and with Loki without his weapon, that would be enough to contain him. Cap allowed himself to feel a tiny thread of relief as he pulled the last strap tight.

Loki couldn’t resist showing the slightest curl of his lip as the mortal handled him roughly. The intensity in the captain’s expression, the sharply clenched jaw, and the hint of satisfaction in his cerulean eyes as he pulled the last restraint unnecessarily tight piqued Loki’s interest. Perhaps there was more to this Captain America than the straight-arrow soldier he’d been told to expect. Perhaps the Man of Iron’s teasing comment about restraints earlier was more puissant than he’d realized. Loki held back a laugh, schooling his expression to resigned complacency.

The Man of Iron sauntered past the captain, still holding Loki’s scepter, perfectly balanced in his heavy suit, despite the motion of the now swiftly rising quinjet. He’d lifted his visor, showing his face again, and Loki felt, rather than saw, the scepter’s disruptive influence seeping into the mortal. Loki felt a corresponding ache to hold the scepter again, himself. He contained it.

The captain stepped back from Loki and nearly crashed into Tony.

“Stark, stow that thing somewhere before someone gets poked in the eye.”

Tony was chewing gum now, a sugary banana-strawberry flavored chunk he’d pulled from some imperceptible recess in his suit.

“Are you hard of hearing, old man?” Stark squawked. “I don’t take orders from defrosted science experiments.” His tone was unnecessarily provocative. Cap felt an instantaneous urge to clock the irreverent strongman. He stared Tony down, a biting remark on the tip of his tongue. Tony stared back at him, clearly amused.

“Belay that testosterone, gentlemen.” Natasha sharply called out over the roar of the quinjet engine from the cockpit area. “Tony, there’s a cabinet behind my seat that should fit.”

Tony chewed a few bites of his gum before responding, then seemed almost to wake from a daydream. “Yeah, sure. Not a problem, Nat.” He finally intoned, shuffling over to the metal lockbox. If he felt reluctant to put down the spear it was only because the weapon would certainly be the most effective option if Nosferatu over there got any ideas.

Loki took note of Tony Stark’s hesitation and knew full well from whence it arose. So—despite his hardened exterior, Stark was easily susceptible to the power of the scepter. His vulnerability to weapon’s influence was not surprising; Loki had anticipated this much, knowing how weak these mortals were.

What interested Loki about Stark’s reaction was the contained hostility toward his compatriot that the scepter had revealed. A palpable, deeply rooted resentment had gleamed in Stark’s eyes for that moment, something that went deeper than personal dislike. Loki wondered what that might be about.

Between the Black Widow’s attempts to shadow her heart, the captain’s unexpected inner turmoil, and the Iron Man’s molten interior, Loki was pleased to find these mortal heroes worthy of his interest. Perhaps later, assuming they survived, there would be time to explore all that lay hidden in the minds and hearts of these defenders of Midgard.

—End—

*Yeah, I originally posted this story with a different title a couple of days ago and it got no love. C’mon, my 896 followers/mutuals and Loki’s Army, show me a story doesn’t need to have smut to get your attention!

#loki #Stuttgart scene #captain america #Avengers #avengers1 #avengers assemble #iron man #tom hiddleston #black widow #character study #the longest Drabble in the history of stables #og7 avengers #avengers fanfiction #Tony stark #nothing happens; it’s all content that belongs on the editing room floor; I just had fun writing it out

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justarandomgirly · 2 years

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#loki #2012 loki #avengers loki #stuttgart #tom hiddleston

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muddyorbsblr · 2 years

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masterlist

AO3 Library here

Collections/Celebrations

500 follower celebration 1000 follower celebration Song-inspired Stories Drabbles Masterlist

Tales Reimagined

Events

14 Days of Valentines 2023 [Community Project] Kinktober 2023

Series

a heart like yours – Loki x Reader (eventually) // Steve x Reader (briefly)

On a mission to Sorsogon, Philippines to apprehend a healer performing extreme acts of vigilante justice, you get compromised with a curse placed on your heart. Now the team must break the curse or risk losing you forever.

relinquish the crown – dark!Loki x Reader

Loki surrenders his claim to the throne on one condition: He be betrothed to you, as was once tradition in your family’s ancestry. You…are Thor’s daughter.

secret notes – Loki x Reader

You’re an Avenger leading a secret life as a faceless content creator, singing covers on YouTube, choosing songs that you specifically dedicate to Loki. It’s the best way you can get your feelings out without risking getting hurt. So what happens when you start going viral and suddenly your teammates are so keen to find out who “The Lonely Avenger” on YouTube really is?

man of the month – Loki x Reader

The Avengers are making a calendar for charity and you're the designated photographer. Will you be able to keep your thoughts and hands to yourself around the guys as they make their attraction to you known? Will they?

rules of conduct – Loki x Reader

SHIELD has decided that it would be in everyone's best interest if Loki were more acclimated to the ways of Midgard/Earth since he has been residing there for the last few years to make amends for his attack on New York. Stark decided to draw names out of a hat to see who would be stuck with the task. Your name was drawn.

let me hear you – Loki x Reader

A curse has been placed on the entire world wherein the only ones that can speak your name are those that love you completely. And if they break your trust, your name gets wiped from their memory completely.

Multi-Part (5 parts or less)

talking in your sleep – Loki x Reader part 2

Loki returns from a recon mission to discover you hadn't slept since he left. Four days ago. based on the prompt "i haven't slept for four days"

sworn fealty – King!Loki x Asgardian Soldier!Reader

You're the soldier designated to tell King Loki that Lady Sif and the Warriors Three have left for Midgard to bring Thor home.

the right partner – Loki x Reader

You had no intentions of joining Stark's party, considering that your ex had just dumped you two days ago and he was already announcing his new relationship. And then along came Loki, offering to be your date for the night…

onyx – Loki x Reader part 1 part 2

You're stuck in the Avengers Compound because of an injury from your last mission, and you come across an adorable and affectionate little kitten.

Oneshots

what's today again? – Loki x Reader

Thor tries to wake you up to keep you from getting fired, but you refuse to believe that it's not Saturday, so he calls his brother for help.

revisiting Stuttgart – Loki x Reader

You presented Loki with an idea to go around places where he had less than favorable memories and you two can make new, better ones together. You start with Stuttgart, Germany. part of the Invade Me Chronicles

heaven sent – Loki x Reader

The guys try a bunch of angel-themed pick up lines on you to see which one makes you fold.

little darling – Loki x Reader

You find out that Loki made a joke about you being helpless without him because of your height, and you attempt to exact your revenge

men like you – Loki x Reader

prequel to 'revisiting Stuttgart'. You were tasked to perform crowd control in Stuttgart, Germany, disguising yourself as a gala attendee. This is how you and Loki met.

mission first, right? – Loki x Reader

You're plagued with doubts when Loki goes radio silent in the middle of a mission after being tasked to acquire intelligence in the possession of a drop dead gorgeous woman.

lavender haze – Loki x Reader

When a video of you and Loki goes viral, the world weighs in on your relationship. One comment in particular grates at Loki because it came from your mother.

excuses & opportunities – Loki x Reader

Loki has some questions about the tradition of kissing under the mistletoe. Part of the Winter Warmers Collection

observing. learning. fantasizing. – Virgin!Loki x Reader

Loki's just been made King of Asgard and he needs to make sure that he tells you vital piece of information about him before you hear it from gossip mongerers among the realm

all wrapped up – Loki x Reader

You unwittingly gave Loki advice on how to seduce you. Part of the Winter Warmers Collection

all i could give you – Loki x Reader

It seems that the entirety of Asgard had forgotten that today was supposed to be a day of celebration. Everyone but you, at least.

what makes a princess – Loki x Reader

Morgan asks a question about Jane's royalty status that leads to her revealing one of Loki's secrets

timeless – TVA!Loki x TVA!Reader

While doing some research to help out Mobius on a 'moonshot project', you and Loki come across a startling revelation about your lives. All your lives.

slipping between future and past – Timeslipping TVA!Loki x Reader

You give your friend a few pointers on what to know about Yule, and come across a familiar looking stranger in your bookstore.

a helping hand – Crime Lord!Loki x Reader (friendship/platonic)

When Loki enters the office and sees you visibly shaken with your eyes swollen, he takes it upon himself to find out what's wrong and how he could help

gestures & rain checks – Loki x Reader

It feels like your friends are getting plucked away from you one by one as their respective (or in Nat's case prospective) partners make grand gestures to ask them to be their Valentine.

Oneshots

just another memory – Oakley x Reader

It's a few weeks before graduation and your best friend, Oakley, has some questions about what will happen afterward.

Collections

the 'one look and they'll know' collection – Tom Hiddleston x Reader

The stories that follow the couple of 'one look and they'll know', before and after that fateful day on set that kickstarted their relationship; includes the Soccer Aid Hiddles collection

Multi-Part (5 parts or less)

feels like mine – Tom Hiddleston x Reader part 1 part 2 part 3

You wake up in a bed that isn't your own, living a life that seems to be pulled straight out of your wildest dreams

Oneshots

don't make the sounds – Tom Hiddleston x Reader

During a press junket interview, Tom uses one of the questions addressed to him to his advantage and distracts you from your peculiar mood.

Oneshots

you deserve better – James Conrad x Monarch Scientist!Reader

When all the plans you'd made for today go down the drain, the last person you expected shows up at your door to try turning the night around

Non-Writing Stuff

the SAS vernacular – a visual dictionary of all things SAS

the horny bitches initiative – master post of all the horny bitches cuts

monthly wrap-ups – master post of all my monthly wrap ups

story recs navigation post

photo gallery directory – where we can find all the high def mango peach pics

thots & theories – i'm not always whoring out, sometimes there are other thoughts in this thotty lil brain of mine

#masterlist #loki x reader #loki fanfiction #loki fluff #dark!loki x reader #oakley x reader #tom hiddleston x reader #muddyorbs writes

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superficialdomina · 5 months

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Superficial Domina’s Sub!Loki headcanons

It’s the ultimate question of the MCU fandom: Is Loki a Dom? A switch? Is Loki kinky at all or just a sweet little vanilla bean looking for love and affection?

For various personal reasons (🤫😈), I HC that Loki is a hard-core sub:

Loki’s pretense at dominance is a deep, well-practiced mask.

Everything Loki says at Stuttgart, he is saying to himself. He is afraid of his own freedom.

Growing up with expectations of hypermasculinity, Loki was ashamed of his submissive kinks and worked incredibly hard to mask them.

He’s never really happy, since he’s hiding this big part of himself

(Ironically - don’t tell me Frigga never tied Odin to the bed and whipped him with a leather belt)

Loki doesn’t want power – he thinks he is supposed to want it. Being dominant and aggressive and power-hungry is part of his hypermasculine illusion.

Loki thinks that being Dommy is the only way he’ll be loved

Previous partners have expected it of him

And ultimately been disappointed when he can’t maintain this mask

Or have betrayed his trust when he confesses his true desires

He’s so sure that he’s supposed to be the dominant one that he’s abandoned any hope of ever having those subby needs fulfilled. He is so accustomed to it and practiced at masking that he barely even notices that he’s doing it.

But he still touches himself to thoughts of dominant women and men overpowering him, punishing him, using him, ruling him.

He tells himself that it’s hot because it’s so transgressive

And maybe that’s part of it

But also, he really wants to be dominated by someone

After he comes like this, he’s overwhelmed by feelings of guilt and shame

Because no-one’s ever told him it’s OK.

But don’t make the mistake of thinking that he’s inferior. Sub!Loki is not shy, or quiet. He is cocky, arrogant, confident, stylish, full of swagger.

He just knows that putting you in charge is the right move for everyone.

Plus, it’s really, really hot for him.

What he really wants is to worship you, adore you, please you. He wants to surrender control to you.

But he also wants to protect you. Defend you. Like your Royal Champion. Like a guard dog.

And he will do so seething with rage and anger if need be.

He will destroy anything that stands in your way

He will burn forests to the ground just to make it easier for you to walk through.

All he wants is to sit obediently by your side and growl viciously at anyone who comes too close.

#sub!loki #sub!loki HC

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whispering-about-loki · 6 months

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I would like to put forth the idea that Loki did not know he was being mind-controlled in "The Avengers", either during or after the fact.

I think that he believed (and continues to believe, at least on the surface) that everything he did on Earth was his own choice, because to accept that someone else was controlling him would project an air of mental or cognitive weakness.

And in that speech to the humans in Stuttgart…

Is not this simpler? Is this not your natural state? It’s the unspoken truth of humanity that you crave subjugation. The bright lure of freedom diminishes your life’s joy in a mad scramble for power. For identity…

He was trying to convince himself that this was his natural state. For just a moment, he let himself realize that he was under someone else's control, and that it was natural to be controlled, because it was easier. Then the feeling that he was the one in control returned, and seeing all these people kneeling before him made him believe that he was not under someone else's heel, but that these people were under his. He let himself believe that these were his choices, because accepting otherwise would mean that he had failed in controlling his own mind.

That was why he told Mobius in the Pie Room that it was his anger that made him throw Tony out the window. It was his choice, he told himself, to go along with Thanos's plan, to conquer Earth, to seek revenge... because he refuses to believe that those choices were able to be taken away from him.

And in some ways, deep down this might have helped him to understand the plight of the Variants that had their minds wiped to work for the TVA. Maybe, in some way, he can help them to understand and accept what they did while under someone else's control, and perhaps even help them to forgive themselves for it… even if he can't forgive himself.

#loki #loki series #the avengers #meta #theory #the mcu #mobius m mobius

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mochie85 · 1 year

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Summary: Loki comes to Stuttgart to take over, his plans get side- tracked when he runs into you. A/N: Part of my 1k Celebration. I combined two requests for this. This one from a while back requesting Stuttgart Loki. And this one requesting a fic featuring the song Rein Raus. Pairing: Loki x Female Reader Word Count: 2.8K Warnings: Angst, Smut, Coercion, Fingering

This was the most tedious party yet this year. “Straighten up. Don’t slouch!” Your mother whispered to you under her breath. You glared at her under your lashes. She doubled down on her threat and you proceeded to straighten your posture and pull your shoulders back. “And would it kill you to smile?” she said as she fixed one on her face.

“Yes. Yes, it would. My soul would leave me and my body will become an empty shell of flesh and bone.” You huffed. Your mother’s plastic smile was still transfixed on her face. She was trying to fight the urge to break down and slap you across the cheek. “Maybe then you would like me better.”

“Yes. Maybe I would. At least you wouldn’t be able to talk back.” She gestured to a waiter walking towards her. Losing all resolve she grabbed a flute of champagne from the tray.

“Dear. Maybe you should stay away from the sauce tonight.” Your father said to her. She took a broken breath in and swallowed the gulp she had in her mouth. “Don’t embarrass yourself again like you did last time.” He said under his breath.

God, your parents were the worst! You rolled your eyes at your dad’s statement. Your whole life had been an endless circle of who was going to get the better of whom. Your mom would berate you, but your dad would go after her. And you…well, you always reminded your dad that you were never the boy that he wanted. The boy that he could entrust to leave his fortune to when the time comes and take up the family business.

Little did he know that you had already started a rival company right under his nose. Taking most of his clients away from him and hiring most of the female staffers who quit because of the toxic environment your father had created.

You were close to graduating with your Master’s in business and global communications. As soon as your parents were done paying off your tuition. You would buy your father’s company outright and merge it with yours. He will soon remember your face as the head CEO of the company that bought him out. Your company! Global Hearth Inc. Serves him right.

“Keep an eye out.” Your father said to both you and your mother. “I heard the CEO of that blasted company, Global Hearth, would be here tonight.”

“Do you even know what he looks like?” your mother asked.

“Of course, I know what he looks like! I know everybody.” You closed your eyes and tried not to let your mirth betray you at your father’s own self-worth. Oh! If he only knew how true that statement was. “Maybe you can make yourself useful and cozy up to him.” He said to you. You narrowed your eyes at him. “If you marry him, maybe I can convince him to stop buying pieces of my company left and right.” Your face finally gave way to shock at your father’s suggestion. “Hell, maybe I’ll even take his company from him while he plays house with you.” He chuckled to himself.

Did he just offer me up like cattle? To someone he’s never even met before? That was your last nerve. You didn’t care how many more months were left in your graduating year. You were going to move out tonight and scrape by on the savings you had.

Global Hearth had steady growth and healthy projections. You weren’t going to sit by any longer as this man plays games with your life.

You were just about to turn around and leave when your father excitedly huffed, “Here he comes. That has to be him. I’ve never recognized him before.”

“I thought you said you knew what he looked like?” your mother retorted. He just gave her a look like she was going to pay for that little quip later.

Your eyes turned to the man whom your father thought was good enough to be the head of the company eating away at his profits. He descended the staircase with grace and fluidity that would make anyone question if he stemmed from royalty.

He was lean and tall. His black suit was impeccable with a splash of color from the expensive scarf around his neck. He walked with a cane which you found odd, especially because it seemed like he had no trouble walking. A show of wealth and opulence then.

Everything about him exuded arrogance. His stride, his demeanor. The way his cheekbones carried the beautiful green eyes that could pierce through your soul.

As if he picked you out of the crowd, he held your stare and gave you a slight smirk. You watched his eyes devour you as his stare continued to go lower. Caressing your curves, painting your blush, holding onto your heart to squeeze it and make it stop beating.

“Tonight might not be a complete loss,” your father whispered to your mother as he contrived a plan in his head for your union.

That statement alone brought you out of the trance you found yourself in. You would not be his pawn any longer and you certainly would not be married to some stranger whom your father just wanted to take advantage of.

“Excuse me,” you said walking in the other direction.

“Where do you think you’re going?” your father commanded, grabbing your arm to stay put. You wrestled your arm away from him, threatening to cause a scene.

“I’m going to the powder room.” You gritted between your teeth.

“Wonderful idea. Go make yourself pretty for your future husband.” He said with a cloyingly sick smile on his face. As soon as you made it out of the grand room, you took out your phone and asked the valet to hail a taxi. There was no way you were staying here any longer. You needed to go home, pack the most important items you have, and live in your office till you can find an apartment for yourself.

You stood in the taxi queue, hoping that your parents hadn’t gone searching for you when screams and yells erupted from inside the museum. People were running and tripping over each other trying to make their way outside. What is going on now?

Out of the crowd, a flash of gold and green caught your eye. It was the man from earlier. His stride was slow and deliberate, as his suit gave way to leather and gold. The crowd gave him a wide berth as chaos ensued. You saw him attack an oncoming police car with his staff. The car flipped over, barricading all other oncoming traffic.

You ran.

You ran as fast as your heels could carry you. You pushed your way through the crowd, fleetingly wondering if your parents were among them. You ran straight into the back of someone, accidentally pushing them forward. They stopped as an image of the man materialized in front of you, all around you.

“Kneel before me,” he said. His voice was calm and smooth like velvet. People were running around like rats trying to escape his maniacal presence.

“I said, KNEEL!” He brandished his staff onto the pavement and the people stopped and stared. One by one, everyone got down on their knees, fearful of the man who could wield such power.

“Is this not simpler? Is this not your natural state? It’s the unspoken truth of humanity that you crave subjugation. The bright lure of freedom diminishes your life’s joy in a mad scramble for power. It’s your identity. You were made to be ruled. In the end, you will always kneel.”

His words rang in the very fiber of your bones. The anger that was triggered within you from having your freedom robbed from you. You were so close to attaining your liberty, your independence. You did not get this courage only to give it up to another who seems hell-bent on dominating you.

“Not to men like you,” you growled. Your anger lifting you from your knees to stand up to him. You’ve had enough of men like him. Like your father- who thinks they can rule you and think you’re worthless. Only good for controlling.

His smirk from earlier came back as he recognized you. His gaze lingering down your frame, “There are no men like me.”

“There are always men like you,” you said shaking your head.

“Let her be an example,” he said to the crowd, pointing his staff towards you. What you failed to see was his clone right behind you. He grabbed your arm and pulled you closer to his body. Up until now, the clones had only looked like images. A mirage to keep everyone in line. But you could feel the chill on his skin. His solid build was a wall that towered over you. He leaned down and whispered menacingly in your ear, “You will kneel before me and you will not only enjoy it, but you will beg for my attention, pet.”

He enveloped you in a cloud of smoke and a flash of gold. And when the smoke dissipated, you were transported to another place entirely.

You were in a dark room. You noted the black furnishing with the dark windows open to the night sky outside. The entire room looked like it was carved out of black marble with gold edging and veins flowing through their cracks. “Where are we?” You asked looking around. “Who are you?”

Ignoring your questions, he came up to you slowly and circled your frame, making you tremble.

“I saw you earlier. At the party. Why did you leave so soon? We could’ve had a wonderful evening together.” He held your chin with his curled finger and admired your beauty. “So tough. So independent. But I see fear in your eyes. You don’t need to fear me, pet. I can make all your dreams come true,” he whispered.

You were lost in the haze of his eyes. Dark swirls of promises and images flitted through your thoughts. An image of you buying your father’s company from under him. You signed a contract as he weeps in the corner. Another image of you content, living in a penthouse apartment in Berlin, looking out the window on a rainy day.

Then, a final image of you bent on all fours, as this madman takes you from behind. His dark curls stuck to his sweat-bidden face as he rides you mercilessly. “Deeper,” you moaned as he whispers close in your ear, “Say it. Say my name out loud.” You screamed out your pleasure as the man finds his pleasure within you.

“S-stop! Who are you?” you demanded.

“I am Loki. Prince of Asgard. God of Mischief.” He said proudly. He watched your eyes widen with trepidation.

Loki saw it all. Your drive. Your ambition. Your lust. You were stifled by an unsupportive mother and an overbearing father. “You started off so meek, and humble. Where did you get your ambition from? It wasn’t from your parents. No! You had to learn it yourself, didn’t you? You had something to prove when your father told you ‘NO.’” She would do great by my side. With her ambition and knowledge of Midgard, she will be a worthy ally.

Loki secretly materialized his staff in his hand. With your attention occupied by his eyes, he pointed his staff at your heart. In a flash of blue light, your eyes changed to that of one of his willing servants. You winced at the internal struggle happening inside you.

“Just relax pet,” he chuckled. “You’re so strong-willed,” he said as he circled you, his fingers tracing your collarbone. He kissed your bare shoulder from behind you, “I wonder how long it will take for me to break that?”

His kiss sent a wave of heat down your body, pooling into your most delicate skin in between your legs. You tried to hide the small whimper that came out unbidden.

Loki only laughed at your reaction. “I have barely begun and you’re already moaning under my duress. I like this.” He said circling back around to face you.

He kissed you. Hard. His merciless lips crashed into yours and your traitorous body opened up to him. He dropped his staff onto the floor making a loud crash and wrapped his arms around your waist as he pulled you closer to him. He was firm and tall. The cold leather of his armor made you shiver in his arms.

His hands caressed you, as his lips explored your jaw and your neck. “You’re so warm, my dear. It’s been so long since I’ve held another,” he whispered on your neck.

“No. Please. I’ve worked so hard.” You whimpered. Loki only chuckled.

“You are in the hands of a nefarious maniac, and you plead for your accomplishments rather than your well-being?” Your body was rigid. You heaved and jerked trying to fight the invisible bonds capturing your mind.

“Please,” you whispered.

“All right. But only because I like hearing you beg.” And just like that, the bonds that held you fell off. Your mind was clear and your body free. “I will take you back to your life. The life where your father belittled you and your mother scorned you. You can scrimp and fight your way to the top. Fight off your adversaries in this new world that I will undoubtedly take over.”

Hope grew in your chest. You brought your steps closer to him, waiting for him to whisk you back to your life. Your lonely life. Filled with nothing but anger and retribution against your parents. Against the life you grew to despise. Is that what you really want?

“Is that what you want?” he reiterated aloud. Could he read my mind? You looked up at him. His dark sunken eyes drink in your uncertainty. “Or remain here with me. I will make sure you get everything you desire. Every revenge and comeback your little heart so desperately aches for,” he beguiled. “All you would have to do…is kneel before me.”

“Wh-what are you going to do with me?” You stuttered.

“Submit to me, darling,” he sighed stepping closer and closer to you.

“But my work. My busine…” you started rambling. Loki stood close to you. Towering over your frame with his sharp helmet and devious smile. He ran his nose down your cheek. The tingling sensation of his cold skin raises goosebumps in its wake.

“Kneel. And I will make all your dreams come true.” He whispered so low the only other thing you were able to hear was your own heartbeat. He came around behind you and wrapped his arms to your front. His wandering hands slid on your silk dress.

The moment he saw you in this dress, when he descended the stairs, he knew he had to have you. Your defiant spirit outside the museum sealed your fate.

You relaxed back into his tall frame, relishing in his demanding touch and his fleeting kisses on your face. You wanted more. More of this feeling. This connection. But the strong-willed ideals in you were trying to win over. You turned your head away questioning your struggle. Why are you struggling? Just leave.

But you couldn’t. Loki bunched up your dress, slowly. His deft fingers slid against your wet heat, enticing you to stay. His cold kiss had warmed up and was now latched onto your neck, making you moan.

Loki saw how hard you had to work. How a single word fueled your desire to do everything you had accomplished in life. The word ‘NO’ was the single match to light your flame to do the exact opposite. So, he gave you a semblance of a choice. The temptation to remain here and get your heart’s desire, or to go back to a life of constant battles and the word ‘NO.’

Your hands covered his, as his fingers circled your clit. He bit down on your shoulder lightly as he inserted two of his long fingers inside you. The moan that left your lips was enough to echo in the large empty space. Your body reluctantly bent over as he held onto your shoulders to stay close to him. You could feel his hard length pulsing behind you, against the fabric of your dress, seeking entrance.

“Devote yourself to me.” He growled in your ear. “Give in to these urges. Let me give you what you truly desire. What only I can grant you.” His fingers thrust slowly inside you. In and out. You could feel the delicious ache when he pulls out of you, making you squeeze harder around his digits. His free hand travels up the length of your dress and curls around your neck. Your hands follow suit gripping his wrist tightly.

The ache in your slit becomes overwhelming as your knees begin to buckle and shake. “Give it to me, darling. Surrender it to me,” he rumbled in your ear. You fell to your knees with a choked sob as your body spasms into an earth-shattering orgasm. “That’s a good girl. In the end, you will always kneel.”

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gunsandspaceships · 3 months

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Review of some anti-Tony comments I saw on Ao3. Part 4

Today we are going to answer a very interesting question:

“When did Tony save Steve in Germany, and Steve saved Tony first on the Helicarrier?”

Interesting, because seems like the person who asked it watched a different Avengers 2012, perhaps from alternative universe.

So, let’s do it in chronological order:

1) “When did Tony save Steve in Germany”. This is from scene in Stuttgart at 0:41:30, when Loki put people on their knees and attempted to kill an elder guy who refused to obey him. Steve saves the guy and here we have a fight between Steve and Loki. Loki throws Steve back and forth, and Cap is clearly loosing the fight until Tony appears and takes Loki into custody. Sure there was Nat present in quinjet with a machine gun – but that’s the problem. Machine gun is not a precision weapon, and she is not using it there because she might kill Cap or civilians instead of Loki. So Tony arrived just in time and saved Steve's ass from being killed or beaten. This is his first time in the movie. I’ll be counting.

2) “Steve saved Tony first on the Helicarrier”. You mean when Steve almost got him shredded by that turbine? Scene at 1:17:50: Tony needs Steve to hit the red lever to free him from the turbine after he starts it up. Steve is busy with a merc (1:21:20), surprisingly he can’t put one unenhanced soldier down. And forgot how to hit a target. Thus, almost fell from Helicarrier and killed Tony. 1:27:00 – Tony saves Helicarrier, including Steve’s ass again (2nd time). And again at 1:27:40 – first what he is doing after getting out of the turbine – rushing to put down that merc (saving Steve 3rd time in one movie). Sure Steve pulled the lever, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

#tony stark #iron man #captain america #steve rogers #the avengers #marvel #mcu

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lokisgoodgirl · 11 months

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Hello luv! I saw you’re feeling under the weather so I’ve brought some hot soup for the eyes💚

I will never not find this photo of him so freaking adorable⬆️

Stuttgart Loki is under rated my man’s showed up a full blown snack

And this one Obviously🙄

hope you feel better soon💚

HOT SOUP FOR THE EYES ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️😂

why are you so adorbs omg thank you so much!!! This is completely unnecessary and yet, very very much appreciated.

Although I think you may have an ulterior motive as this one caused me to dangerously overheat...that BUN that JAWLINE 🤤🤤🤤

Ahmahmaahmmmahm. Whoever created that edit is an absolute icon.

Thank you again this has really made me smile! I've had a bath and a face steam for my throat and ive currently got a cool pack pasted to my forehead just wearing my pants, dignity has no home in this house tonight we're all over the place 😂

I think you also deserve some hot soup for the eyes laddos @fictive-sl0th @simplyholl @wheredafandomat @lokischambermaid @skymoonandstardust @michelleleewise @glitchquake @mochie85 @ladyofthestayingpower @alexakeyloveloki @holdmytesseract and also @sidepartskinnyjeans shamelessly pushing this in yo eyes to help fire up that loki fic🙈

#loki asks #hot soup for the eyes 🙈😂😂😂

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abby118 · 5 months

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#loki #the avengers #2011-2013 loki supremacy #stuttgart records

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bubbleteycosplay · 1 year

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I'm back, my break is over and yet again not 😅

Since from December 24th I will be on break again. But around New Year's Eve there will be another Sigyn Stories part and it won't be until February next year that the series will reach the finale ^^

With that in mind, I'll spread a little Christmas spirit with two pictures of my Yule Sigyn dress ^^

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hotchscvm · 10 months

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keeping up with the avengers! if i was the quickest to kneel when loki ordered everyone to in stuttgart, would he take me back to rule asgard with him? also, how does loki feel about exotic animals? specifically bearded dragons

loki laufeyson on answering fan questions

#keeping up with the avengers #mcu #marvel #marvel memes #avengers #avengers memes #loki

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lokisprettygirl · 2 years

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Could I request something where Loki is used to the people clearing out of his way even though it bothers him since being on the team for some time? He stops in a store for a few items and most people either stare or just leave. He notices reader, she doesn’t flinch or shrink back. She actually approached him and asks if he could reach down an item for her. Which leads to some small talk between the two. He asks why she isn’t afraid like everyone else and she explains that she’d never be afraid of a good guy like him. She knows his whole story and she’s been a big fan since he joined the avengers. He offers to take her out on a date and they exchange info and really hit it off beautifully.

Sorry it took me a long time to get to this. Hope you enjoy 💚

Loki x Female reader Meet cute

Loki hated Midgard. It's been years since he has joined Avengers, he fought Ultron and helped them defeat Thanos but he was still a pariah for the people of midgard. If there was one thing they were able to do really well was hold grudges for a lifetime. But he couldn't really blame them, people lost their homes and loved ones in the war that he waged due to Thanos's influence on him.

He was at the store just buying some midgardian snacks he loved to munch on, his vault was also running out of the essentials he liked to keep in there. An elderly lady passed by him on the sweets aisle and gave him a dirty look. Then there were few teenagers playing that leaked footage of his menacing speech at the Stuttgart as they teased him and made fun of him.

"Kneeel kneel kneel motherfucker" a pimple ridden teenage boy screamed at him so Loki glared at him, if he was the same mischievous Loki he would definitely turn these kids into frogs but he has matured since then so he walked towards the other side of the aisle. Fortunately there was only one girl, standing on the opposite end and she seemed to mind her own business.

You looked at him and your heart was racing, he had a black jacket on along with black pants and even a dark green t-shirt underneath. You could smell his cologne even from the distance and he looked way hotter than he did on video or news. You were nervous, you wanted to go talk to him but you didn't want to disturb him.

You heard those pesky teenagers making fun of him, you wished people would just forgive him. If there was one thing you knew really well, it was that Loki was the one who suffered the most during these ordeals. You looked at him and his eyes met with yours, green as sea. Your heart fluttered and you looked away.

After a long time Loki finally was meeting a midgardian who didn't give him a death glare or ran towards the other way. He looked at you again and you already had your eyes on him so you instantly turned your head and squeezed your eyes. You focused your eyes on the top row and tried to pull the packet of the sweets down but you couldn't reach them. Then you heard the sound of his dress shoes clicking and took a deep breath. He was approaching you.

"Uhh I can get it for you if you want?" He asked you and you looked at him again. His deep voice, that accent made you tingle all over. You wanted to drown in those eyes, it was as if you had developed an instant crush on him. You have been a fan of him since he fought Ultron but that admiration was limited to respect. You have never thought about him in your bed before.

"Sure yes..thank you so much" you mumbled softly and he smiled. He didn't even have to get on his tip toes, he just raised his arm up and grabbed the packet of the snack. Tall as a glass.

"I didn't mean to stare earlier" Loki smiled as you said that. He was used to being glared at but not with such softness.

"It's completely fine dear" he smiled and your breath hitched.

"It's just you are really ho.. handsome" ohkay shutu now. He chuckled as you said that, he loved your honesty. He found you really adorable too, he loved your smile and those kind eyes.

"Thank you..so are you. I mean beautiful you are beautiful" he squeezed his eyes at the fumble and that relaxed you a little.

"I have been called handsome before"

You chuckled and he did the same. You just stood facing each other and looking into each other's eyes before you both snapped out of your thoughts.

"It's refreshing to meet someone who is not afraid of me" he mumbled and you smiled.

"Why would I be afraid of the man who protects us? I just wanted to tell you that I have been a huge fan and you ..you are a hero of mine. Thank you for everything you do for us mortals" he smiled genuinely after a long time. He wasn't used to hearing such things about himself. His eyes teared up at the kindness you showed him in that moment. He wanted to talk more and get to know you more.

"Thank you darling, that means a lot" a curl fell down on his forehead making him look like an angel, you knew you'd have to get out of there before you would embarrass yourself further.

"I should go" you smiled and he nodded

"I ..umm I don't think I asked for your name"

"It's y/n"

He put out his hand so you did the same and grabbed it to give it a shake. So small. Your hands felt so small in comparison to him.

"Y/n I was wondering if you wanted to have dinner with me tonight, that's only if you feel comfortable. Don't feel pressured at all" he spoke softly, you could feel the shakiness in his voice. He wanted to take you out on a date? You couldn't believe it.

"I ..yes.. of course, that would be my honour" I love you

"Alright, that's.. here's my number darling" he conjured a notepad in his hand along with a pen. Seeing his magic in person was surreal to say the least.

You both said your goodbye, you couldn't stop smiling and when you reached home you called him instantly. You both decided on a time and a place. He actually wanted to take you to your favourite restaurant so you'll be comfortable there.

To say that you had an amazing first date was an understatement. He was sweet, he treated you like a lady, so chivalrous and you didn't think that existed anymore, so so handsome. You noticed the looks people gave him, some people even left the restaurant.

"What are you looking at? Never seen two people on a date?" You asked the woman sitting on the adjacent table and she grabbed her purse to walk out of the restaurant. Loki smiled as you indirectly stood up for him and you could feel how uncomfortable it made him so you tried to keep his eyes on you as much as you could.

You knew his history and how he was tortured by Thanos to attack New York, world knew that as well but they still needed someone to put a blame on. You haven't been harmed by that attack so maybe it wasn't your place to judge people for judging him. But you didn't want anyone to hurt him anymore, he didn't deserve that.

On the way back home, you both felt nervous, there was a natural bond between you two but the nervousness that came with the first date lingered.

As you stood outside your building he held your hands in his.

"I really enjoyed the date, I would love to see you again sweetheart, I hope you feel the same" you had your heels on but you still had to get on your tiptoes to kiss his forehead. He placed his hands on the side of your waist and pulled you closer to him, you gulped as you looked at his soft lips and he had his eyes on yours.

"May I?" He asked you politely so you wrapped your hands around his neck and kissed him softly. His taste intoxicated you and that was it, that's when you knew that you'd want to do this again and again.

He felt soothed, the kiss felt electric, he hadn't been touched and held so tenderly in such a long time. People of Asgard despised him and people of midgard hated him. Women did get with him for one night stands but they never could even think about their future with him. As your lips moved in unison, he really felt okay after a long time.

When you both pulled away your lips were swollen and plump.

"Ummm I'll see you tomorrow?" You asked him and he nodded. You smiled and stepped away from him to get inside your building, as much as it killed you to do that.

"Thank you darling, I can't wait to see you again, you're still standing in front of me and I miss you already" your face flushed as he said that.

"I feel the same Loki. I will see you soon I promise " you turned around to leave but then you looked at him.

"By the way if you asked me to, I would definitely kneel for you without a thought"

You ran inside the building after that, leaving his face flushed with a crimson hue and his heart pumping in his chest.

Maybe he didn't hate Midgard so much now.

#asks requests #loki #loki x female reader #loki x reader fluff #loki x reader #loki x reader insert #loki x reader fic #loki x you #loki oneshot #loki fics

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literatureatthebowofnails · 6 months

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100 Followers + 34th Birthday Celebration

Hello my loves! I can't believe my fortune. I'm increadibly thankful to have 100 of you following my little writing blog.

There's nothing like The Mango to bring us all together! As a huge "Thank you!" to each and every one of you, and to celebrate my 34th birthday arriving in a month, I'm throwing my first party. My asks (as always) are open, so you can submit requests there, or here in the comments. Pick one of the 34 settings and/or one of the 100 prompts below, then send them to me in an ask! I'll be writing the first 134 requests (or however many I get) over the next month. That's my goal date. They will all get written, so long as they're submitted by 11:59 PM GMT-5 (US Central Standard Time) on November 22.

And now for the prompts

Settings

Bifrost

Streets of Asgard's Capital

Asgardian Wilderness

Inside the Palace (you may specify or not)

Palace Grounds (you may specify or not)

Jötunheimr Wilds

Ruins of Jötunheimr's Capital

Secret Passageway

Puente Antiguo

A Vehicle of Your Choosing

Upstate New York

Project PEGASUS Joint Dark Energy Mission Facility

Stuttgart, Germany

Quinjet

Helicarrier

"That big, ugly building in New York" (Stark Tower)

Sanctuary II (Thanos's ship)

Chitauri Cruiser

Avenger's Tower (not to be confused with its predecessor)

Svartálfheim

TVA

Mongolian Sand Dunes

Streets of New York

New York Sanctum

New Asgard

Sakaar

One of the Grand Master's Ships

Haunted Victorian Mansion

Church

Graveyard

Alter

Midgardian woods

Place of your choosing in MCU

Place of your choosing in our reality

Prompts

Peter's former babysitter meets the Avengers

"Where, pray tell, do you think you're going?"

"Stark? That man is nothing but a dick in a tin can."

"Unhand me, you rancid cumsack!"

"Oh, but for you...for you, darling, I'd do anything."

"What's that, darling? No one has removed these with a blade before? What a shame...we'll have to remedy that."

"Just to feel you pressed upon my need..."

Defying gratification

His forked tongue dancing against the sides of your clit

Bachelorette party

Tony: Doing time as a capsicle/Scott: Now I really want a capsicle...popsicle. I want a popsicle

"Fuck me, Father, for I have sinned..."/"Say seven 'Hail Marys' and suck my cock"

Halloween

Thanksgiving

Christmas

Hiking

Downpour

Snowed In

First Snow

AU (doesn't need to fit one of the above locations)

Caramel apples

Rewrite a story (of your choice) from the Poetic Edda

Timeline branch (you choose where on the Sacred Timeline)

Excerpts from Odin's A+ Parenting Handbook

“You’d do well to pay. It’s in your best interest."

On Wednesdays kings wear chains

Loki on his knees

All tied up (you choose who)

Threesome (so long as I know the character, I'm willing to do crossovers from other fandoms as well)

That one time he had a thing with a horse...

Headcanon from one of my fics (completed or ongoing)

Why orphans are called Loki's children

"I don't negotiate with people who shouldn't exist."

Out of place and underdressed

Witch

Your ex

Crush

Reading

Opening Night

"Selvig is not coming to my wedding!"

"Is that a threat or a promise?"

Kittens and Handcuffs

Lady Loki

The other Lokis

Shadow play

Lost in a corn maze, you meet an overly-helpful stranger

"Come over here and make me"

Ravens

Lost dog

More Lokis than you know what to do with

Ignore the man behind the curtain

"Wait a minute. Are you jealous?"

Oktoberfest

Ballroom dancing

"I was drunk, ok?! I didn't know what I was doing. Can you just drop it already?"

Caught

Trespassing

"I almost lost you."

Tea

"Keep running your mouth like that and I'll have to put it to better use."

Punishment

"Daddy"

Carving pumpkins

Baking

"Don't you ever do that again!"

Kids

Babies

Pregnancy

You get some magic of your own

Spooky

Tired

Nap

Hayride

"Kiss Me"

Kidnapped

Wine

Catch me if you can

Jam

Stalker

Neighbor

"It could be worse"

Flying kites

Hospitalized

Runaway

Pride

Costume party

Trapped

Whispers

Loyalty

Bonfire

“Please wake up. I can’t do this without you.”

Ghosts

Innocent

Spiked

“I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”

Cozy

Sweater weather

Mole

Full moon

“Just once”

Many, many thanks to all of you, especially mutuals. This fandom always makes my day. Please keep reading, engaging, re-blogging, and creating!

Works completed for this event:

Excerpts from Odin's A+ Parenting Handbook

Tag List

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@peaches1958 , @javagirl328 , @loopsisloops , @goblingirlsarah , @buttercupcookies-blog , @cakesandtom , @ladymischief11 , @km-ffluv , @coldnique , @glitterylokislut , @eleniblue , @lokiprompts , @lokisgoodgirl , @muddyorbsblr , @princess-ofthe-pages

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