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leizyzet · 8 months
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Fan work. Young Loki.
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1-800-teax · 4 months
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Loki x Reader Drabble
Angsty :(
Y/n’s POV:
"You...will...never...be...a...god." Loki manages to sputter out when Thano's applies more pressure and a loud 'CRACK!' is heard.
I jump awake panting heavily, trying desperately to catch my breath.
"Y/n! Y/n! It's me! I'm here! I'm right here!" Loki says frantically when he jumps awake beside me, clutching my shoulders in his palms, attempting to calm me down.
I look up at him, shock written across my face and fear swimming in my eyes, then his words register , "I'm here! I'm right here!".
Tears instantly fall from my eyes as a broken sob escapes my lips.
Loki's face softens, drowning with guilt before he wraps his arms around me, colliding our bodies as I let out body-shaking sobs, clutching onto his shirt so tightly as if I let go my nightmare will become a reality.
Loki rubs my hair softly while whispering sweet nothings into my ear to calm me down.
Slowly my sobs die down into semi-normal breathing, occupying sorrowful hiccups.
"I'm okay, Y/n. Thanos didn't kill me, I used an illusion. Remember?" he whispers in my ear, assuringly.
I gently nod and slightly loosen my grip on his shirt as I sit up, coming face-to-face with Loki’s tear streaked face.
We both have pouts on our faces as we stare at one another.
"I-" I start when my voice cracks which I realize is because all the crying has my throat hoarse.
I clear my throat before starting again, clearer this time.
“I was so scared. And it wasn't like all the other times you faked your death. No, this time it felt real. I- I felt you die." I express to him softly with hot tears rolling down my face.
"I know. I'm sorry." he whispers out with fresh tears falling from his eyes while gently gripping my small hands into his large ones.
"Please...please don't cry, my love." Loki says softly cupping my cheeks.
I shove my face into Loki’s chest, encouraging him to wrap me into his warm embrace once again.
I allow my hands to roam his strong back, and my ears to listen to the song of his heartbeat, while my nose engulfs his addicting scent. Capturing it all on my most sacred memories.
I hold it close to my heart and give myself a minute to realize that is is alive and breathing and he is real.
So very real and with me. Keeping me safe in his arms. Reminding me that I don’t know what I would do with out him, and making me promise to never have him in harms way again.
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The Grinch
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Pairings: Loki x Fem!Reader
Warnings: FILTHY Smut, Bondage, Multiple Orgasms, Fingering, Oral Sex (Fem receiving) Possession, Dom!Loki, Sub!Reader, Angst (it’s in there somewhere, I’m sure), Fluff
Wordcount: 3,829
Summary: Loki Laufeyson is the Grinch of Asgard, and it seems only one thing will cure his lack of holiday spirit: You. 
A/N: Just a warning that I started this little write about 2 years ago, but got the inspiration to finish it, so here it is. If the writing is a tad inconsistent, I apologize. However, I think this time of year is perfect for this post! Also, I recognize that there are some plotholes, such as Asgard having cars and phones and all, but honestly I was getting a little lazy to try and fill them. Let's just say that the holidays are celebrated on Asgard because of Thor's rule. However, most of this is pure, complete smut.
Loki Laufeyson. Well known by your town to be one of the meanest, cruelest, and most terrifying beings. He was unusually cruel to humans, children, and he had an incredible disdain for the holidays. He had an extreme lack of holiday spirit, and everyone knew it. 
Your best friend, Y/F/N, came tumbling towards you, finished with her classes for the day. Sadly, you weren’t taking any of the same core classes, but you still maintained a sturdy friendship, and for that, you were grateful for. It was officially December 23rd, and you and Y/F/N had a tradition to go and look at all of the Christmas lights around the city. 
As you wandered around the city, wrapped in your jackets, you and Y/F/N noticed something. The lights in the city were no longer the bright, colorful ones, but replaced with dreary colors, like black and grey. And the next day, when you attempted another go around, the lights had completely disappeared. Why? You didn’t know.
“Y/N, I think we should try something new this year.” Y/F/N spoke, and you looked at her with a puzzled look. You weren’t exactly sure what else you could try in this town. It was small, but well suited for everyone living in it. Everyone knew everyone, the same stories carried on from generation to generation, but that’s how everyone liked it. They weren’t suited for big, bustling cities like Perero, or Largos. At least the ones that stayed.
Y/F/N blindfolded you, and you felt your mind trying to identify your location by the twists and turns she made with the car. But you still didn’t have a clue. When she pulled you out of the car, you felt a chill run up your spine. “Y/F/N?” But she was already in the car, driving further and further away. You took off your blindfold and cursed to yourself, stomping your foot dramatically. “Ugh!” She did this same thing on Halloween too, except it was much more fitting then. Now, with the higher altitude, you felt as though you might freeze to death. You went to grab your phone out of your jacket pocket, but soon realized that you had left it charging in Y/F/N’s car. You cursed to yourself oncemore, trying to think of ways out of this situation she had put you in.
After about 20 minutes of wandering, you came to the conclusion that she was not coming back, at least for a while. You decided to try and find a safe place to camp out, though you weren’t sure if that was possible. You quickly spotted an entrance into what seemed like a cave, and jumped at the opportunity. Entering the cave, you shook with fear, anticipation, and from the cold. Your face must’ve been red in the cheeks and on your nose, that’s how you were when you got cold.
Suddenly, a voice from the other end of the cave frightened you like no other. In a smooth, yet tough voice, a man spoke. “Don’t you know how to knock?! It’s rude to trespass on private property!” You shook with fright, hearing those words.
“I’m very sorry sir! My friend abandoned me up here and I’m very cold. I thought I could seek shelter inside. I’m sorry I didn’t think about it beforehand.” You spoke hesitantly, yet hoping that he could possibly take pity on your situation. He was closer now, you could tell. You smelt the slight, woodsy fragrance repelling itself off of him. “I’m so sorry. I’ll leave.” You began to turn before you felt a cold hand grasp onto your wrist, harshly.
“No.” And before you knew it, you were pulled into the light of his home, seeing his face for the first time. His chiseled features outlined by the shadows from the candles on the walls. He was very handsome, you noted. But, as you looked closer, you realized something.
This man was none other than Loki Laufeyson. The man that destroyed Christmas every year, that dreaded the holidays, and that tried to make everyone’s life in this town a living hell. He stole Christmas lights, gifts, every holiday decoration you could think of. All of it, gone in an instant. No one ever knew why, or even had a clue. Even Thor Odinson, Loki’s step brother and the leader of Asgard, could never answer why. He, like the rest, didn’t know.
“I-“ you began, trying your best to back away from his presence and outside the cave. But that did not go along swiftly with Loki. He tightened his grip, and you quickly complied. You didn’t want to anger him any further, so you decided to just go along with what he said. Though it was hard to bare.
“Come with me, pet.” You followed Loki into a quaint, cozy bedroom with a king sized bed, and a fireplace in the corner, both lighting up the room and warming it all at once. You were extremely cold before, but the warmth helped.
“Now now, you can’t just come into my home without something to offer me, see?” He whispered, a smirk forming on his delicate lips. “What do you have for me, darling?”
“I- um” You stuttered, seeing a smirk appear upon his face.
“Nothing?” His eyes pierced, focusing in directly at you. You nodded your head in fear.
“I’m sorry.” You spoke, your stutter prevalent.
“It’s okay, sweetheart. I’m sure we’ll find something.” He laid you down on his bed, covering you with a blanket he had in a dresser drawer on the other side of the room. “Sleep tight, darling.” He whispered as he tucked you in.
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Waking up, you cursed to yourself for a moment, before realizing the events the night before. You were in Loki Laufeyson’s residence, and you had to figure out something to ‘offer’ him.
Suddenly you realized you couldn’t move your arms, nor your legs, and you panicked. As much as you tried to escape, you knew it wouldn’t happen. Your binds seemed to tighten every time you tried. As you looked over, you noticed the black leather that surrounded your wrists and ankles. There were handcuffs restricting your movement.
You shook your head as tears welled up in your eyes. What was this monster planning?
"Darling, you're okay." You turned and saw Loki, standing their intimidatingly. Though his words were sweet, his stature was not. He had a stoic expression on his face. "Don't cry." He spoke, as the tears in your eyes welled up even more, coming so close to spilling over onto your cheeks. "Please don't hurt me." You begged. "Oh darling, what I want to do to you is far from hurting you." He chuckled, then backtracked slightly. "Well, for the most part."
You'd be lying if you said that you didn't think that Loki Laufeyson was drop dead gorgeous. You knew that his brother, Thor, was the king of Asgard, but there was no denying that Loki was mysterious and oddly arousing. There was just something about him. Suddenly, you were imagining Loki shirtless, on top of you, thrusting into you.
"Darling?" You snapped out of your trance, your cheeks turning crimson as you looked at him. "Sorry." You spoke. "Listen, you're safe with me. I'm not going to do anything you don't want to, love. However, the offer does stand. Seeing as you're the most gorgeous Asgardian woman I've seen in my time, and those thoughts that just played through your dirty mind, I think you'd like what I have in store for you." He winked playfully, a subtle smirk left on his face.
Fuck. He was so tempting.
"I'll undo your cuffs for now, doll. But you can let me know, okay?" What was this? In comparison to the man you met mere hours before, he was kind, almost softly dominant? Maybe his intimidation was just a mask, and Loki was really just a teddy bear on the inside.
The truth was, Loki hadn't met a kind stranger in a long while. Let alone someone so beautiful, innocent, and breathtaking. Not that the thoughts that you had of him were very innocent. There was just something about the aura you gave off that just screamed ruin me. Loki was very willing to fulfill that. Eager, even. Initially, he was annoyed at the presence of someone at his door. However, the more he was around you, the more his heart was warmed. Loki was unsure the last time he felt this way. With the death of his parents and his brother ruling the entirety of Asgard, he always felt ostracized. Since his invasion of Midgard in 2012, he would never be the good guy. Loki felt like he was born to be a villain.
"Wait-" you spoke suddenly, as he got to the first cuff. You contemplated for a moment, but then thought. What do you really have to lose? Loki Laufeyson was a beautiful man, and you really had nothing better to do for the time being. Given that your friend decided that it would be a wonderful idea to drop you off in the middle of nowhere to freeze in mid-December. The worst that he could do was kill you, and you figured that if that was your fate, Loki already would have made it so. "I want you." You stumbled out.
Loki put your ankle back in its place, then tutted as he walked his fingers along your shin. You shivered, but weren't able to move your body but a mere centimeter. "You do, darling?" Loki questioned, running his fingers up the inner portion of your shin, making his way up your leg. Soon, he had reached your inner thigh, and just with the mere touch of his fingers, you felt a puddle form between your legs. "I want you so bad" you moaned, and a smirk formed on Loki's face. "That is wonderful to hear, my love." Oh Gods, my. He said my love, and if at all possible, that made you even wetter than before.
You couldn't believe it. A God was about to take you, completely. Entirely. To be quite frank, you couldn't wait. Loki, however, wanted to take his time. Devour every last bit of you, slowly. He didn't want to miss a single bit of you.
It was at this moment you realized that your clothing was going to be shredded. There was no way to get anything off without A) removing the cuffs or B) ripping it off. You knew that in your current state, you had no patience to have multiple steps for your clothing removal. It needed to be RIPPED off. STAT.
Loki, sensing your anticipation, began to strip you of your clothes. First were your pants, which he tugged at before they ripped at the seams and came clean off of you. You had forgotten about your emerald lace underwear until now, which was a pleasant surprise for you. At least you were wearing something flattering, you thought.
"What a treat... you look like a goddess, darling." Loki spoke, and you stumbled out a "Thank you, L-Loki." "You're welcome, pet. You know, I think I might have to keep these for myself" he spoke, running his fingers along them. He brought his mouth close to your heat, and you felt yourself tense up. "Shhhh, relax my love." He spoke, and you felt your body fall limp slightly. His lips met the strap on the side of your leg, nipping at it with his teeth before he finally grasped it and pulled it. With that, your panties snapped off, and they hung delicately from Loki's mouth. He took them, folding them and shoving them into his pocket.
"Oh darling, you are a treat." You blushed as he stared at your dripping heat. "Dripping for me, and I've hardly even touched you. Do I even need to touch you, my love?" He questioned you. "Please, Loki, please touch me." You begged. "As you wish, doll." He buried his face into your folds, his tongue violating your clit almost immediately. "Fuck FUCK- Gods- Loki-" you squirmed, but he reached over to hold your hips down with his hands. His tongue spiraled delicately around your clit, putting the perfect amount of pressure on it. You could barely have a single thought with how much pleasure Loki was putting you through.
You felt the warm pressure building in your stomach, and you knew what was coming next. Loki however, wanted your climax to be on his cock. Your first, at least. He lifted his face from your heat, and you groaned, the lack of stimulation almost painful. In contrast to how much pleasure you had felt, this almost felt - wrong. Like you and Loki were made to touch and pleasure one another. To - dare you say it - love one another? No, no Y/N you thought to yourself. It's far to soon for that.
Loki placed himself on his knees in between your legs, preparing you and himself for what was about to happen. He knew that he wanted to take in every bit of you as he thrusted in and out of you, so his next order of business would be to remove your shirt and bra. Grabbing the bottom of your shirt, he spread his hands outward, ripping your shirt down the middle. He went for your bra next, using the same method to get it off of you. Your boobs gave a jiggle as the bra came off of them, and he eyed them, taking them in completely. He licked his lips, and you got eager thinking about what would be coming next. Hopefully you, you thought.
Loki brought his hands to your tits, slowly rolling your nipples between his fingers, to which you moaned in delight. You nipples were always a sensitive spot for you, and a sure-fire way to get you turned on even more than before. If that was even possible. Loki stepped back for a moment, and you both felt the unfortunate, cold feeling of decreased touch. Not for long, Loki thought, immediately discarding his clothing on the floor. His large member stood high, indicating that he had been erect for quite some time. His leather pants did little to hide that fact. "Oh, my sweet dove. You look so ready for me."
"I am ready" you nodded eagerly, and Loki chuckled at your state. Your arms and legs splayed outwards, your body completely exposed, your heat wet for him. All for him, you thought. You didn't remember the last time that a man made you feel this way. However, Loki wasn't necessarily a man - he was a God. And it definitely showed.
Loki rubbed his tip against your wet folds, gaining some lubrication. "Tell me if you want me to stop, angel." You nodded in understanding, and Loki began pressing the head of his cock into you. You moaned, and he stopped for a moment. "Gods, you're so big. Fuck." After a few moments had passed and you adjusted to his size, you nodded, indicating him to continue.
He pressed onwards, stopping every few seconds to let you adjust to him. "You're mine, darling. All mine." He told you as he inserted his entire length inside of you. "Say it." He demanded. Feeling the entirety of him, you couldn't deny his statement. "I'm yours, Loki" you agreed. You couldn't wait for him to make his mark on you.
Loki began to thrust, ever so slightly at first, penetrating you, filling you more than any man ever had previously. His tip pressed against your cervix, his shaft rubbing elegantly against your g-spot. And his fingers, oh Gods his fingers - they were circling your clit, flicking it this way and that. "Mmmmm" you moaned for him, feeling a similar warmth in your stomach as you did previously. It kept building, especially with the way his fingers played with your clit.
He began thrusting faster, mumbling something about "how tight" you were. To tease - as much as you could in this state - you pulsed your canal, pulling him inwards and tighter than before. "Oh, you little-" Loki spoke, offput by your sudden movements. He thrusted even faster now, disabling you from making any more motions that you did previously. With his right hand still continuously stimulating your clit, he brought his left hand up to play with your nipple. "Lokkiiii" you moaned as this swift movement brought you much closer to climax.
"Are you close, my dear?" You nodded, unable to get any more words out. "Me too" he groaned. You felt his dick throb inside of you, and you knew Loki was about to cum. With one last circle of your clit and roll of your nipple in his fingers, you were brought to the edge. Loki's thrusting slowed as he pumped his semen inside of you. You shook with pleasure, your canal pulsating as you climaxed.
Loki began working on the cuffs, removing them first from your ankles, then your wrists. Redness surrounded them, but it wasn't anything a little rest couldn't fix. Loki brought his mouth to the sites, kissing each one.
"That was amazing, dove. You were amazing. Such a good girl for me." You shivered at those words, they likely could have been enough to make you cum yet again. You were able to move now, and decided to try and make your way off of the bed. As your feet hit the ground, however, the rest of your body tried to tumble. Luckily, Loki was observant next to you, and saved your from your fall. "Careful, love."
"T-thank you." You stuttered, looking up into his big ocean eyes. Loki leaned down to kiss you, still holding your body steady. One hand on your lower back, the other on your butt. He released the kiss for a moment, ready to give you an offer.
"Now, my darling, though I love to see my cum dripping onto your thigh, would you like to take a bath to clean up?" You nodded hesitantly, and Loki helped guide you to his bathroom, where he started the bathtub and placed some rose petals inside.
"After you, milady." He spoke, and you climbed into the tub. It was cozy, your whole body was surrounded my warmth. Loki climbed in behind you, and you sat yourself onto his lap. His member pressed into your back, but it wasn't nearly as erect as it had been. Not for long, at least. You and Loki sat in the tub for a few minutes before his need to make you cum returned. Sneakily, he brought his right hand around to your nether regions once again, immediately finding your clit. His other hand worked hard on squeezing your left breast, and as you were about to turn to dispute, Loki's lips were on yours, silencing you. You were completely at his mercy.
After a moment, Loki's lips let yours go, so that he could speak. "How many orgasms do you want tonight, my love?" At this you nearly choked, barely being able to respond. You shrugged, but Loki had an idea. "How about until the only thing you can think of is me, and the only word that flows from that pretty mouth of yours is my name."
You shuttered in response, but Loki knew it was what you wanted, too. He continued his assault on your clit and breast, tongue intertwined with yours. You lifted your legs to lay on either side of the bathtub, giving him a bit more room to work with. Soon, you felt that same feeling fill up your stomach, preparing you to climax. You began to moan uncontrollably, and Loki knew you were close. "Lokiii" you groaned out, your clit still slightly sensitive from earlier. You were, once again, on the edge.
Your calves and feet began to tense and you began to shake from the pleasure that overcame your body once again. "Fuck, Lokiiiii" you whimpered, the circulating of your clit was becoming too much. You were going to cum again. You became undone in Loki's arms, and he gave you several moments to regain consciousness. Not that you weren't conscious, but what you were experiencing was not of this universe. That you were certain of.
"Did that feel good, dove?" You nodded, still trying to respond despite your loss of sensation from every sense except touch. You were hyperaware of all the pleasureful sensations that overcame you, to the point where your sight, hearing, smell and taste all faded slightly.
After you and Loki both cleaned up in the tub, he started the drain. The petals slowly floated to the bottom, some suds still remaining. Never had someone prioritized your pleasure so much. And Gods, it was amazing. Had you died? Were you dreaming?
"I can assure you are not dreaming, my love. However, it seems you are still thinking of other things besides myself..." Loki brought his hand to the small of your back and began to bend you over. His cock hardened to it's entirety once more, and he forced you to watch in the mirror as he took you for a second time. He had leaned you over the counter so you had a detailed view of how precisely he pounded into you. You tried not to look at yourself, but Loki pulled your hair so that you were forced to watch the gratified faces you made with each and every stroke.
Not only did Loki make you cum again in this instance, he made you cum about 5 other times that night. You were his, and he, yours. For once, you were glad that Y/F/N abandoned you in an odd part of Asgard. In fact, you wouldn't have had it any other way.
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That year, Loki felt a reason to be in the holiday spirit. Though he had initially planned, like every year, to diminish Asgard of its holiday decorations, it took a mere snap of his fingers to bring color back to the city. And so he did, you immediately jumping into his arms as you watched the city be refilled with vibrancy. "Hey Loki" you whispered, and he turned towards you. "Yes, my love?" A curious expression played on his face, waiting for you to answer.
"Can we do something fun?" Loki grabbed your hand, squeezing it slightly. "Like what, Y/N?"
"I want to get hot chocolate and roam downtown and look at all of the holiday lights." You told him. "Well, if my darling insists..." He smiled, holding you close, watching as your cheeks and nose turned pink with the nippy weather.
You and Loki wandered downtown Asgard, as promised. Hot cocoa in one hand, fingers intertwined on the other. Many Asgardians recognized Loki and smiled at the two of you, knowing that his cold heart had been warmed by you.
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ghostly-lee · 1 year
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I miss drawing so much 😭.
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slt4oscarisaac · 2 years
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Loki, Y/N, and Thor are sitting on a bench
Bruce: Why do you guys look so sad?
Y/N: Sit down with us so we can tell you.
*Bruce sits down*
Loki: The bench is freshly painted.
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jonquilclegane · 1 year
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Mischief and Fidelity
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So, last year, I commissioned @questionartbox for a Loki/Sigyn art, with THIS unused Loki variant (I think it’s from Thor Ragnarok?)... and here is the spectacular, and SO beautiful!!!, result <3 Enjoy!!! <3
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If @marvelentertainment won’t give us Sigyn, well, we’ll make our own content :p (at least, we’re sure to like it that way XDXD)
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emeraldkays · 8 months
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Can you do headcannons for whenever Loki is in a Playful mood?
𝐋𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐈𝐧 𝐀 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐝
there's no stopping him once he's in this mood.
having a normal conversation becomes impossible, but seeing his smile light up the room made his mischievous actions somewhat worthwhile.
like when he'd take your bag right before you had to leave for work and would hide his face behind the day-old newspaper, telling you he has no idea what you were talking about.
or when he'd tell you about several of his famous 'work incidents', knowing that at the next event tony threw, you would have to do a round of apologies on lokis behalf while he was causing even more trouble.
you stupidly thought that maybe playing him at his own game would get him to calm down a little and see all the mayhem he was causing to others around him.
you drew on his face with a permanent marker, accidentally spilt things on him, replaced his favourite book with a replica that had torn pages, threw a few red clothes in with the whites. anything to make him think about his actions might be a bit too much.
...but that was a mistake.
it wasn't just a game to him. it was a huge part of his life.
you realised that when you found yourself unable to get out of bed one morning with loki tickling you mercilessly.
or the one that neither of you could forget. that one time you woke up late for work. you took a shower and couldn't find your clothes or a towel. and suddenly your bedroom door had a lock on it. needless to say, when you got back that evening, you were jobless.
after that, you noticed a change in his antics.
he'd plant kisses all over your face when you were reading instead of trying to poke your soul out of you.
he'd still tickle you, but never used his seidr to bedbound you, and paid close attention to any signs of annoyance or distress.
but only with you.
he still wanted to put thor and his goons through hell a few more times before he took it down a notch. he deserved that much after they practically embarrassed a god.
but his cuddles turned into sufferable bearhugs, you found yourself sandwiched between him and the bed most mornings; anything that would annoy you, but not to the point of anger.
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a/n: this is my first request !!! I don't know if this is okay, I hope it is, anon :) x
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chanelslibrary · 3 months
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ⴵ𝐻𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓎 𝐵𝒾𝓇𝓉𝒽𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝐿𝑜𝓀𝒾ⴵ
⏳Happy birthday to my favorite God of Mischief!
*There is some debate if Loki’s birthday is in December or May…so I decided to celebrate in December lol
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kaz11283 · 1 month
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Of Fire and Ice : Intro
After getting into too much trouble at home your parents decide that the best thing is for you to spend some time with your uncle helping the Avengers. What your parents don't understand is that it's not your fault that when you get upset things tend to catch in fire.
Announcement: I have been wanting to try to do a Loki series for a little bit but I faded out, this is the intro to it, building up, seeing what type of response that I might get, and seeing how everyone feels.
Pairing: loki x reader (eventually) Uncle Tony X reader(platonic, Zio) Aunt Pepper x reader (platonic, Zia) Avenger x reader (platonic)
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"So, kid, last chance before your parents have to send you off to some boot camp?" Tony asked sitting across from you in his state of the art kitchen. You had always loved being able to run away to your uncle's place but after he had helped create the Avengers and every other responsibility that came with that you hadn't seen him in a few years give or take.
"It's not like I can help what happens, I get pissed or stressed out and boom, fire everywhere. Of course you tell that to my overly conservative mom and dad and they think that I'm lying. I mean for God sakes, I'm 25 and they won't let me move out because I'm single and I'm still going to school." You sighed propping your head in your hand playing with the food that he had given you when you had arrived.
"Your mom didn't seem too happy about letting you come visit." He responded leaning back and crossing his arms.
"Because you 'live in sin'. Women in and out all the time, men and women living together, it's absolute blasphemy." You laughed. "It was Dad's idea to let me come here, he explained that even though you're a partier you still have your affaires in order and that Shield has you running a tight ship. You could only imagine how excited I was when she actually agreed."
"I haven't seen you since you were like 12, when they explained what was going on I couldn't let them send you off." He smiled.
"Yeah, well, I only have about 2 and a half months to get whatever is wrong with me in control before I go home." You sighed standing up and pushing your chair in. "I'm gonna go ahead and turn in since I have an early morning tomorrow."
"No you don't, I told your parents that I would have you working just so that they would actually send you here. Get some rest you spent your whole day today traveling, tomorrow sleep in a little and then I'm going to introduce you to the team." He stood up walking over to you and gently kissed you on the head. "Your room is on the top floor, last door on the left. You share the floor with the Asgurdians but they are hardly ever here so you have the whole floor to yourself." You smiled as you turned toward the elevator to head up to your room. "Oh, and Y/n, after you get up and move around a little just meet me in the lab and we'll go from there."
"Sounds good, 'night Zio." Yawning one last time before the elevator doors closed.
You hadn't realized until now how absolutely exhausted you were from traveling until now, when the elevator dropped you off at the top floor you shuffled to the room that would be yours for the time being and pushed the door open. As you walked in your jaw dropped, breath taking views of the city spread around you from two floor to ceiling glass walls in the living area that had a small kitchenette, small breakfast nook, and at the center a large sectional facing a huge TV. Your few bags that you had brought were sitting on the floor next to the couch. You walked further in noticing a small half bath and another door to your right, walking in you discovered that was the bed room with another floor to ceiling glass wall and a king size bed with what looked to be the most comfortable blankets known to man kind.
"He really goes all out." You mumbled to yourself walking into another larger bathroom that had a garden tube next to a walk in shower. You went back into the living room to gather your thing for the night deciding to unpack first thing in the morning and found a note on the glass table that was placed in front of the couch.
I know this is only temporary but I want you to make this feel like home, whatever you want to get for you or your room you are more than welcome to get, just let me know and I'll make that happen for you. PS: coffee is in the cabinet next to the refrigerator and I am hoping that I got your favorite creamer. Love always, your Zio.
Your heart swelled, your uncle, who you had not seen in years, had made you feel more at home and more comfortable than anyone had in your entire life. Your parents had always judged you on what decisions you made, tried to keep you under their ever watchful eye, and never believed anything you said because 'the Stark blood runs strong.' with you. No one has ever taken a moment to ever listen to what you wanted or what you felt, but being here made you feel heard already and you already dreaded going home in just a few short months.
After washing your face and changing into a sleep shirt you climbed into bed and passed out instantly.
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Loki is not coming back.
The title of the tonight show episode that Tom was on last night is "Tom Hiddleston's 14-year-long journey as Loki ends in season 2 finale".
I'm absolutely devastated.
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leizyzet · 7 months
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Fan work. Loki.
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The work was created by me and the neural network.
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hereriika · 5 months
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Decided to post for the first time ever a drawing in this site, and of course it had to be lokius! My little beans, I´m so excited and scared for ep5 this week😭
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Battle Scars
Avenger!Loki AU
Loki x fem!reader
A/N: Reader has powers similar to Wanda’s.
Avengers Compound - October 17th, 2023
Tensions are high from literally traveling through time and losing Natasha.
You stand off to the side, in deep thought as everyone stands around waiting for the glove to be finished.
You sniffle quietly to yourself when you feel the presence of Loki creep up beside you.
You could hear the sound of my lips parting in hesitation as he tries to find the right words.
Loki finally settles on a simple, “Are you okay?”. With his gentle voice.
Not feeling confident enough to use your voice just yet, you hum in response.
You suck in a deep breath before snapping out of your thoughts and turning your head towards a concerned looking Loki as you give him your best reassuring smile.
You know he doesn’t believe it, he knows you better than that. But maybe your just trying to convince yourself.
“Let’s just get this over with.” You say softly, after clearing your sore ‘from holding in your tears’ throat.
You step away from the corner just as Rocket says, “Alright, the gloves ready.”
“Question is how’s gonna snap their freaking fingers?” He says looking up at all of us.
“I’ll do it.” Thor says volunteering himself, as he steps towards it.
“Excuse me?” Rhodey says besides me.
“Woah, Woah.”
“Thor, Thor. Just wait we haven’t decided who’s gonna out that on yet.” Steve tells him, stopping him from getting closer to it.
“Oh, I’m sorry we’re all just sitting around waiting for the right opportunity.” Thor says with a slightly shaky voice.
“We should at least discuss it.” Scott reasons.
“Look look, sitting here staring at that thing is not gonna bring everybody back. I’m the strongest avenger. Okay? So, this responsibility falls on me.” Thor states.
Protest are being spoken over each other.
“Hold on, hold on-” Tony tells Thor backing him up slightly.
“Stop it! Let me do this. Let me do something good. Something right-” Thor starts emotionally, then Tony cuts him off.
“That thing is channeling enough energy to light up a continent. You’re in no condition-” Tony is then cut off by Thor.
“What do you think is coursing through my veins right now?” Thor asks him.
“Cheese Whiz?”
“Beer?” Rhodey and I say at the same time, both agreeing with each other.
Thor flashes an irritated look your way.
“Lightening.” He says turning back towards Tony, trying to convince him.
You roll your eyes in annoyance and notice Bruce stepping up to the gauntlet.
“Lightening won’t help you, pal. It’s gotta be me. You saw what those stones did to Thanos. They almost killed him. None of you could survive.” Bruce tells all of you.
“And, how do we know you can?” Steve asks.
“We don’t. But the radiation’s mostly gamma.”
“It’s like I was made for this.” Bruce finishes.
Silence over takes the group until i speak up with a nod, “Okay. Let’s do this and hope it works.”
Everyone nods.
I walk back towards Loki, who has been quiet this whole time.
“Good to go?” Tony asks Bruce.
“Let’s do it.” He replies.
“Okay, remember, everyone Thnos snapped away five years ago, you’re just bringing them back… to today.” Tony tells him.
“Don’t change anything from the last five years.” You add.
Bruce nods, preparing himself as we do the same.
You look around to see Steve holding his shield up as cover, Scott deploying his helmet, Rocket hiding behind Thor with Tony using his nano shield to cover himself and Clint as Rhodey gears up.
You take a step up from Loki, so he is behind you as you use your powers to conjuring shield around you both.
Tony initiates a special protocol that has all the doors slamming shut and the widows closed.
“Everybody’s coming home…” Bruce mumbles out, under his breath.
You suck in a deep breath as watch Bruce slowly slip his hand in the glove.
Everything was fine until, suddenly he spams, groaning and grunting in pain.
You cringe, having to look away from your friend in pain.
Protest are spewing out, telling Bruce to take off the glove.
“Take to me, Banner.” Tony shouts out over the protests.
“I’m…okay…” You all hear Bruce pant out.
You turn your head back to him, just in time to see him snap his fingers.
Bruce cries out as a blinding white light flashes you all.
As quickly as the flash of light came, its gone again.
Bruce then falls to the ground, grunting, groaning and heaving in pain.
“Bruce!” Steve and I both call out, worriedly.
“Don’t move him.” Tony quickly says as you, along with Loki, Rocket, Rohdey, and Steve immediately rush to Bruce’s aid.
That is when you notice Bruce’s once strong, green-colored arm is discolored and withered.
“Good job, Bruce. You did good.” You breathe out, giving him a small smile.
Tony uses some cooling spray on Bruce’s arm but Bruce isn’t worried about that.
He grips onto my arm, looking desperately into my eyes.
“Did it work?” He asks.
You are taken aback by his question, and slightly scared to know the answer to it.
Being so worried about him, made you forget why he did it in first place.
But before you can answer the sound of a cell phone buzzing catches your ears.
You watch carefully as Clint stalks up to the phone and picks it up.
“Honey?” He answers.
You look up at Loki with a hopeful look on your face until a large shadow catches your attention.
You squint your eyes and notice a space ship of some sort heading directly towards all of you.
You try to warn everyone but its too late, as the object hits the compound causing the compound to collapse in itself.
You scream out as you fall underground, desperatly trying to hold onto piece of the ground as it caves in.
As you’re falling you feel something wedge into your lower right hip resulting in all of the wind getting knocked out of you.
Your backs hits a stable piece of concrete with much force, earning a loud groan.
You feel droplets of water fall onto you, you look down to see water quickly filling up around you.
Panic starts to set in and the pain gets slightly worse.
You let out a scream out of pure fear, alerting anyone near you.
"Y/n?!" You hear someone call out to you.
Your breath hutches in your throat, “Rhodey?" You call back.
"Yeah." he answers.
You let out a sigh of relief.
"Are you okay?" he asks you.
"No...I have a large piece of glass in my hip." You say with a slight whimper.
You hear him curse.
"Alright, Y/n I want you to heal yourself." You hear Bruce instruct you.
"Okay!" You shout wincing at the pain the small action caused you.
You take a deep breath, trying to heal yourself but your hand hits something on the side of you.
You prepare yourself before turning your head.
All of the color drains from your face as you see an unconsious Loki with blood flowing out of a cut on his lip, out of his nose and a gash on his forehead.
You gasp and quickly turn onto your side which causes you a great deal of pain allowing more blood to flow out of the huge glass shard wound. You let out a cry as tears spill from your eyes.
"Y/n?!" Bruce and Rhodey shouts out.
"It's Loki, he-he's unconcious. Do you think he..." You start to say and trail off with fear very clear in your voice.
"Y/n, don't worry about that, just try to wake him up." Rhoday says.
You take deep breaths before returning your focus on Loki again.
"Loki!" You say continuously as you repeatedly nudge him.
"Loki! Get up!" You say despesteratly and slap his face with a bit of force.
Loki jolts up with a large intake of air.
You sigh in relief, falling onto concrete out of exhastion.
You place your right hand next to your wound and your left on your head as you try to keep your breathing steady.
"Y/n?" he asks.
"Hey, my love." You breath out as you feel the water start to get higher.
Your eyes droop and you try to stay consicous but the pain is too much.
Loki tries to say something to you but you are already consumed by the darkness hidden beneath your eyelids.
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You jolt up suddenly and into someones arms.
You suck in all the air you could and try of focus on all of your senses.
You feel a powerful surge of energy coursing through you.
"Y/n!" You hear the person say.
You look up and see that it's Loki holding you up.
"Loki!" You say shock evident in your voice.
"My love, the water is getting higher. I need you to heal yourself." he says worriedly and you see a hint of fear in his eyes.
You nod and he releases his arms from around you, carefully.
You hold yourself up weakly and start to heal yourself.
Your gold colored healing powers fail to heal you.
"I-I can't heal myself." You stutter out in fear.
"What?" Loki asks fearfully as well.
"I think you need to take out the glass." You mumble out shakily.
You lean back and let Loki straddles your legs.
Loki sighs shakily before placing both of his hands on the glass, ready to rip it out.
"Ready?" he asks.
You suck in a deep breath and close your eyes as you nod, wincing for the inevitable amount of pain about to hit you.
Loki waits a few seconds making you open your eyes to ask him what's going on when he rips it out.
You let out a scream so loud your throat burns before slapping your hand over your mouth.
Your body instantly tries to curl up from the pain but can't because Loki's still on top of you.
You cry out in pain and place weak punches on Loki's stomach, trying to channel your pain somewhere else.
"I know, my love. I know. I'm so sorry." He says guilty with tears in his eyes.
You bite down on your wrist as another flash of pain washes over you and more tears spill.
"You have to heal yourself." Loki says cupping your face in his hands.
You nod slightly as your eyes turn golden again, feeling the magic surging out of your hands.
You move your hands around your wound, feeling it start to heal, soon enough the wound was fully healed with no traces of pain, only a small battle scar.
Your breathing was heavy, hands shaky and full of blood.
You try to catch your breath as Loki rubs your arm while getting off of you.
"You did it." he says.
You nod tiredly.
Just then you notice the water is way higher than you realize.
"We have to try get to Rhodey and Bruce." You say.
Loki nods and you both slip off of the wall you were on, swimming through debris towards where you had heard Bruce and Rhodey.
"Bruce! Rhodey! Rocket?" You ask as you and Loki reach them.
"Glad to see you both, okay." Rhodey says to us as we climb up onto the wall he and Rocket are on.
Soon enough more water starts to flood to where its to your necks.
You feel Loki grip your hand in the water.
You look at him fearfully chin wobbling as you try not to cry.
Loki pulls you into him, kissing you like its the last time. And it very well may be.
"I'm sorry." he says once you both pull away.
You shake your head and rest your forhead against his.
You let out a sob and pull him back into a kiss.
You pull apart slowly, preparing to go under when we were lifted up into the air.
You thank God with a relived laugh.
You all get put down and Scott's hand opens up to reveal everyone has come back.
You all jump out and you gasp gripping tightly onto Loki's hand.
You let go of Loki's hand, he takes out his daggers and you allow your powers to surge from your hands.
You watch as every Avenger turn to Thano's arm ready.
"Avengers...Assemble!" Steve says.
There were many battle cries as you all run off into battle.
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Sugar Cookies
Pairings: Loki x Fem!Reader
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Wordcount: 2,932
Warnings: ITS SO FLUFFY IM GONNA DIE (Fluff), Mutual Pining, lots of smutty buildup, some actual smut because I love writing it, a super late Christmas read but it's still cute, Jealous!Loki, Somewhat Oblivious!Reader, Idiots in Love, Angst if you squint
Summary: So far, Loki’s stay on earth has been rather unwelcoming. He is relieved to know that some people still have good hearts, and that love sometimes comes in the form of baking cookies.
A/N: Y/N is loosely based off of the character Topaz, and therefore, the powers are reflective as such. You are close with Wong and Dr. Strange, as you are a powerful sorceress. Also, I would like to note that this was going to start out purely fluffy, and now I am so tempted to write a super super smutty part 2. Because I cannot not write smut. I also wanted to say thank you all SO much for all the love on The Grinch. I am so grateful for all of you and I am so glad you enjoyed reading the story as much as I enjoyed writing it.
You were the sweetheart of the compound. The Avengers loved you wholeheartedly. After Dr. Stephen Strange had helped you regain your powers, you were a strong asset for the Avengers. You were able to heal the lot after the battle of New York against Loki Laufeyson.
Since then, it was revealed that Loki was under a powerful mind control from an alien being - Thanos. The power of the tesseract was unyielding, unable to be contained. Therefore, Thanos used it to control Loki and his powers, making him a puppet. You couldn't imagine how incredibly violating that was for Loki. Clint was suffering a similar set of circumstances, but he was still viewed as a hero. Loki was nothing but a villain. Once Loki's trance was broken, you were able to heal him with your magic. Having Hulk throw him around had not been the most gentle incident, and there was definitely some damage done.
Despite Loki's Asgardian healing, his body wasn't perfect. He still needed help in some regard, and you could help him. Your touch was gentle, and Loki realized that from the start. It was one of the things that drew him towards you the most. She'd never love me. His mind haunted him. I'm a monster.
In all reality, you were drawn towards Loki too. You thought he was good-looking, misunderstood, slightly brooding. He was mysterious, and you wanted to know more.
Eventually, Loki made himself to be a primary resident in the tower he once swore to destroy. Along the Avengers and yourself, Loki began to make himself at home. For the most part. He kept relatively quiet and to himself, occasionally reading in the common room when not in his bedroom. He traveled outside for dinner or a coffee at times, but for the most part, tended to make his meals with Thor in the kitchen. Loki didn't particularly like the attention he was given upon going out in public. People were either scared of him or resented him. They didn't understand.
You empathized with Loki like no one else ever had before. You could, genuinely, feel his emotions. At times, when you felt them, you were tempted to lower their potency to make them more tolerable. However, you also understood that Loki needed to process his emotions regarding this entire incident. You couldn't dilute or show favoritism towards anyone. That would simply be unfair. You also knew that you had the ability to take his emotions on yourself, which tempted you often. Especially when there were days when Loki sulked around the compound. This happened frequently after he had gone out and been ridiculed by passersby. Some days were certainly worse than others.
Another thing that seemed to cause Loki to sulk around the compound was jealousy. You felt it, but didn't know the cause. However, you could sense romantic feelings coming from Loki. Not for me, you thought to yourself. Probably for someone like Natasha, or one of Stark's interns.
Christmas was soon to arrive. Only a few more days. The compound was delicately decorated, with the help of Thor, Pepper, Clint, yourself, and a few others. Garlands lined the ceiling, string lights hanging down from them. Red bows littered the walls, and wreaths were hung on seemingly every door available. Poinsettias were placed on the dining room table and the end tables in the living room. A large pine tree covered in tinsel and ornaments were bestrewed upon it sat in the living room as the main feature.
It was safe to say that Loki was very outside his comfort zone. He had never celebrated anything like this, and you could tell. He sat perched on a chair in the living room, watching as you and several others decorated cheerfully. You danced around the room, and he found himself watching your legs longingly. So elegant, so beautiful. How he'd love to have those legs wrapped -
Loki snapped himself outside of his thoughts for a moment, realizing the direction he'd been taking them. You glanced at him for just a moment, and realized how he'd been feeling just moments ago. The emotion that flooded off of him was one of pure sex. You felt yourself reciprocating and feeling his emotion. As you flung your eyes up to catch his, the look he gave you was one that a predator would give their prey.
Soon thereafter you glanced away, his gaze being too intimidating to hold onto for the time being. But the way he looked at you - so - longingly. It made you wonder how he truly felt for you. Maybe he only thought of you as a sexual escapade rather than a potential relationship. Or maybe you were mistaken, that his eyes were longing for Natasha rather than yourself. You shook off the feeling. What you failed to notice, however, is how Loki's gaze swam up and down your body several times before resting on his novel once more.
He mentally took photos of the effortless bun that sat on top of your head, your doe eyes, your plump lips, the curvature in your breasts and bum, your lengthy legs. When you jumped up with excitement for a moment, Loki became entranced by the bounce that came from your bosom. Fuck he thought to himself. I'm screwed.
Your eyes caught his once more, and the same predatory gaze on his eyes. You bit your lip and Loki felt himself harden in his pants before you looked away again. Why does he look like that? You thought to yourself.
"IT'S CHRISTMAS" you heard Thor shout before, in a moment, your legs were flung from beneath you and suddenly, you were wrapped in Thor's arms. One thing you had learned upon joining the Avengers is that Thor Odinson was incredibly affectionate. Not towards anyone specifically, but you were small enough to lift with merely an ounce of effort, and Thor was entertained by that. Comparatively, you lifting up a 6 oz infant would have taken a similar amount of effort. You giggled as he held you bridal style, slightly taken aback by Thor's excitement.
In a sudden instant, however, you felt jealously radiating from the other side of the room. Loki. Surprisingly, when you went to look back at him, he had disappeared. Loki couldn't stand another man's arms around you, especially his own brother's. Thor had always gotten everything that Loki never did. From what it seemed, you would be no different. That in itself destroyed Loki.
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Later that night, you couldn't sleep. You hadn't seen Loki at movie night, and you were fearful for his wellbeing. The jealousy that you had felt in the common room from earlier still lingered there. Typically, emotions faded rather quickly. But this one, in its potency, stuck around.
You wandered into the kitchen at roughly 1 am, hopeful that no one would be around. Thankfully, the rest of the compound was fast asleep. Except for one God, but you didn't know that. You began the process of making sugar cookies. Baking always helped you clear your head, and the silencing spell you cast helped make it quieter and more manageable for a 1 am burst of energy. While normally the mixer would be able to wake up the entirety of the compound, now the only thing that would indicate your presence was the sweet, sugary smell of delicious treats.
You combined your wet and dry ingredients with the mixer, meanwhile gathering ingredients for frosting and decorations. Unbeknownst to you, Loki had wandered down from his quarters for a midnight snack. He couldn't sleep either, the image of your delicate form in Thor's muscular arms replayed through his mind constantly.
The image that he saw now, however, made him forget all about Thor's actions from earlier that night. You, dressed in your black, lacy, silky smooth pajamas, reaching for sprinkles in the upper cabinet. The length of the shorts you were left little to the imagination, and the slight v-neck and spaghetti straps exposed the soft skin of your arms, shoulders, and chest. Loki felt himself harden for the second time in your presence that day, and in his slight daze, he approached you. Despite your typical ability to sense emotions and the presence of others, you were so focused on reaching for those damn sprinkles that you failed to notice Loki nearing you.
You gasped as Loki placed his left hand on your hip bone, gently grazing the top portion of your thigh. You shuttered, almost jumping out of his grasp. "Gosh you scared me!" You gasped as Loki had a mere touch of the silk pajamas you wore. "My apologies darling. Allow me," he spoke as his hand passed yours and gently grazed it upon grabbing the sprinkle container. He set it down in front of you, not moving his left hand from your thigh just yet. Loki would cherish this moment for eternity. "Thank you Loki" you spoke gratefully. Loki leaned down to your ear, whispering "My pleasure, love." As you shuttered once more.
Why does he make me feel like this? You wondered, before your thoughts were cut off. "Why are you up so late, doll?" Loki had stepped back now, his body no longer in contact with yours. "I- um-" you started, nervous from your past interaction. "I just couldn't sleep." You responded. "I could ask you the same." You began, gaining a bit more confidence in the conversation.
"Same here, darling." The constant pet names that flowed from Loki's mouth were intoxicating. Despite the little bits of awkwardness you felt, overall you were comfortable with Loki. Although, your outfit choice would have been slightly different had you known that anyone would present themselves in the kitchen that night. A little more coverage, perhaps?
Loki, however, would be thrilled to see you in even less. The dreams and fantasies that he had in regards to you and himself were detailed, but not as detailed as the lovely lace that lined your thighs, your revealed stomach, and your breasts. His fantasies could never compare to your breathtaking presence. God, you were beautiful, in every single sense of the word. He had never seen a creature as magnificent as you.
"Anything specific on your mind, Loke?" You broke him out of his thoughts, now. You grew more and more confident as you felt his emotions pour into the room. As much as you doubted his feelings towards you, you had never been wrong with reading someone before. And Loki's emotions were drowning in sex, love, and sensuality. From what it seemed, they were directed towards you. Either that, or he was feeling extremely deep for someone who wasn't present. But the probability wasn't super likely, considering how strong they were.
Loki suddenly got timid, as if you had caught him. It wasn't often that he became shy, but his emotions towards you made him feel that way. To an extent. Loki was dominant and typically could guide in relationships, but there was something about you that made him hold back. He wanted to be gentle with you. "Not specifically, love. Sometimes I'm just kept up with my thoughts." You nodded in understanding. "Well, if you feel like cookie-making, I'll be up for a little while." You offered, and a smile grew on Loki's face. Being alone? With you? In the privacy of the compound kitchen at 1 am? Count me in, he thought.
"What can I help with?" He offered sweetly. "Well, I have the cookie dough made, so now we need to roll it out and use cookie cutters to make them into fun shapes!" You spoke excitedly, a certain light being brought to your eyes. "You do love this Midgardian holiday, don't you darling?" Loki asked.
"Of course, it's all about giving! What's not to love?" You smiled.
"You're telling me we're not going to devour these cookies all by ourselves?" Loki questioned teasingly. You looked at him in fake offense, placing a hand against your chest. "How dare you speak of such a thing! There's plenty to go around." You rebutted. He winkled at you, sending a shiver up your spine.
You handed Loki the rolling pin, which he looked at, perplexed. You realized that this task may be more difficult than anticipated. At least, for the Asgardian God. You placed the dough down, sprinkling a little flour on top. "Here," you guided him, coming behind him and helping his hands with the motion. "Just like that."
Loki began rolling out the dough, his action becoming more and more confident as he continued. You grabbed the festive cookie cutters that you would use on the dough as he rolled it out to the proper thickness.
You began the process of the shaping the cookies, rolling out the dough after you ran out of space. Stars, Christmas trees, candy canes, ornaments, and stockings lined the baking trays, and soon enough, you had roughly fifty cookies ready to bake. You lightly clapped your hands in excitement, looking up towards Loki. "Thank you, Loke." You smiled, watching as a glimmer of peace came upon his eyes. "You're welcome, doll. This is the most fun I've had in a long time." While the cookies baked, you began on the frosting.
The frosting was finished, and you took a little bit on your pinky finger to taste. Loki watched as you brought your smallest finger to your lips, opening them just the slightest bit, sliding your pinky inside your mouth, and sucking the frosting right off of it. Your cheeks pursed inwards, surrounding the digit.
Loki's emotions immediately skyrocketed at the sight. That was something you instantly took notice of. Oh, I could have some fun with this, you thought. This time, you took your index finger, grabbing some more. You headed towards Loki, who had planted himself on a barstool at the previous sight. "Want to try some, Loke?" You spoke seductively, and his jaw dropped in invitation. You brought your finger into his mouth, holding his jaw with your other hand. He sucked the frosting off as slowly as possible, savoring every single moment of this.
You finally pulled your finger away, a slight bit of resistance due to the pull from Loki's mouth. "Delicious, darling." Loki spoke, smirking the slightest bit. Gaining a bit of confidence, Loki stood up, suddenly towering over you. "I wonder if you taste just as sweet."
You gasped at his remark as Loki backed you until you hit the counter. Your wetness began to grow, and he pressed against you. "May I?" Loki spoke confidently, holding your neck in one hand. You nodded hesitantly, looking back and forth from his eyes to his lips. Loki began to bring his head to level yours, then resting his forehead on yours. Hesitantly, you began the pursuit of his lips with yours. He matched your energy, gliding his lips across yours effortlessly, and suddenly, he pulled at your lip, granting himself access. In the meantime, his opposite hand traveled lower, pulling at the elastic waistband of your shorts. You pulled back, gasping for air. "I need to taste you down there too, darling." You groaned in anticipation, but pressed at his chest. "We need to get the cookies in the oven." You spoke.
"Just let me have a swipe, darling. Please." Loki indicated with his index finger, curling it slightly. You moaned as he instantaneously stuck his hand down your shorts, pushing past your waistband, in order to collect your juices, trailing from your entrance up to flick your clit ever so slightly, then bringing his finger up to his mouth to devour every bit of your sweet nectar. He groaned himself, bringing a peck to your mouth mere seconds afterwards.
"You taste like Valhalla, my sweet. Promise me I will get more of a taste after these cookies are complete." He held your jaw, and your lips met his once more. "Of course, Loki." You smiled as he backed up from your form to resume the cookie making process.
You took the cookies out of the oven, letting them cool for several minutes. In the meantime, Loki latched onto you, his arms wrapped around your shoulders. He pecked your cheeks, whispering delicious fantasies into your ear. Suddenly, a thought hit you. "Um- hey Loki?"
"Yes, love?" Loki responded eagerly.
"Do you- like- actually like me- or am I a sexual fantasy for you?" You pondered.
"Oh, darling. My sweet darling. You are the most beautiful, pure mortal I have ever met. You are adorable, kind, and gentle. I want you to be mine. My sexual fantasies are just the ways I wish to claim you and your precious form." You turned to look at him, smiling. "I'm really glad you came down for a midnight snack." He smiled back. The amount of love that radiated from Loki was unlike anything you had ever felt before.
"You had my heart from the second that your gentle touch healed my wounds." Loki told you. You looked up at him hopefully. "Truly?"
"Absolutely."
You and Loki both grew tired finally, after completing and decorating the cookies. Sprinkles and frosting, slightly haphazardly placed on each cookie, you noted that the further you got into decorating, the worse the treats looked. Not that Thor, or anyone else for that matter, would care about the appearance of the cookies in the slightest.
What they would notice, however, is both Loki and yourself cuddled up on the couch in the common room, sharing a pillow with a blanket covering you.
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ghostly-lee · 2 years
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Suit Suit is always the right option.
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