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x-childish-x · 3 years

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Hi! Could I please request a Loki one-shot? It's just, it feels he gets so little recognition for what he does, so maybe one night the reader sneaks into his room to "thank him" in a special (smutty) way

Recognition

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x reader

Fandom: Marvel

Warnings: SMUT, oral (m receiving), dirty talk, NSFW

Word Count: 736

A/N: Enjoy the 400 Follower Spoil-Fest!!! I hope you enjoy this story, thank you so so much for the request. I hope it's what you were wanting. Thank you so much for all the love and support you all give me. It means so much. Feedback is always welcome and encouraged!

Summary: You sneak into Loki's room to give him the recognition he deserves in a slightly inappropriate way.

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Were you breaking possibly every rule the Avengers had established for you? Possibly... but did you care? Absolutely not. Sliding into Loki's room completely unnoticed, you smiled to yourself. It was too easy to get past all the old men in the building.

Upon finding out about Loki and your's infatuation with one another, the Avengers immediately began doing everything they could to keep the two of you apart. They gave each of you a curfew and had FRIDAY watch you 24/7, giving you entirely different schedules and always trying to have you on separate sides of the building.

Had they thought about you being a computer genius while instilling these rules? Clearly not. It'd been too easy for you to hack into FRIDAY's system and override pretty much everything. Some might say it was the will of love... what's that corny quote about love always finding a way? You scoffed. It wasn't love that helped you, it was your genius brain.

"What's so funny, darling?"

You spun at the sound of Loki's voice, a large smile immediately infecting your face, "Just that they thought they could keep me away."

Loki was lounging against his headboard, a book in his lap as he watched you with loving eyes. A mischievous, proud glint shined in his eyes as he realized all the shenanigans you'd been up to. You quickly made your way over to the bed, keeping eye contact with Loki. His smirk grew under the realization that your mischievous shenanigans must've not been up just yet as you crawled to cradle lap.

"Love?" Loki hummed in response, immediately melting to the way your hand slipped into his raven locks, "I appreciate you. And... I know the team and civilians, and hell even, I don't give you enough recognition for everything you do. You've changed so much, and you've grown. I just... I want to show you how much I appreciate everything you do for me and others."

"Darling," Loki smiled, his eyes fluttering closed at your gentle scalp massage, "I know you appreciate me. I don't need the reassurance of those creatures to remind me I'm a God."

You rolled your eyes playfully, rolling your hips against his crotch, "I want to show you, though."

It doesn't take long to get Loki to be putty in your hands, helping you remove his pants and lay back as you stroke his cock in your hand. Soft groans tumble from his lips as he rocks his hips up to meet your hands each time. You find yourself becoming wetter and wetter with every moan that falls from his lips. You force yourself to remember... this is to show Loki the recognition he deserves.

You quickly replace your hand with your mouth, taking as much of him as you can. His hand finds its way to your hair, and your eyes flutter close. You hollow your cheeks and flatten your tongue as you suck, moving along his shaft in ways that pull deadly sins from his mouth. Every pulse, every twitch, every whimper you can feel in your mouth.

You relish in the fact that you can make him feel this way, and only you can make Loki moan like this. Quickening your pace, you hum in delight, immediately getting a reaction from Loki as he thrusts up into your mouth. Swirling your tongue around him and dipping into his slit, you fight the urge to moan yourself at the lust-blown look on Loki's face.

You know he's close. You can tell by his whimpers and moans, begging you to help him finish even though he doesn't need it. You bob your head quicker and suck harder for just a moment before deep throating him and watching as he comes undone.

Loki groans deeply as he fills your mouth, watching with hooded eyes as you graciously swallow everything he's giving you. Loki's legs trembled with pleasure as his orgasm washed over him. Gently letting go of him, you pulled back and smiled, watching his reaction happily.

"I love you, Loki."

"I love you three times as much," Loki smiled, caressing your face, "But now it's time for me to show you my appreciation."

You squealed as Loki pulled you up onto his chest. Clearly, you were in for a long night. You just hoped your reprogramming of FRIDAY would keep the Avengers locked in the lab for long enough.

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x-childish-x · 3 years

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hi can i request a loki x fem asgardianreader where thor takes reader from asgard and brings her to new york to see if reader is able to convince loki to stop the war? unfortunately she is unable to and loki pushes her away out of anger but ends up accidentally hurting her in the process. reader then leaves and joins thor to stop new york from being destroyed. loki regrets what he did, knowing he can’t undo anything. ty if u take this request 💞

How Quickly Things Crumble

Pairing: Loki Odinson x fem!reader

Fandom: Marvel

Warnings: female reader, asgardian reader, angst, sadness, violence, fighting, arguing, blood

Word Count: 1,192

A/N: Hello lovely anon! I am so so so incredibly sorry that this took so long! I just wanted this to be good and not something half-assed. I truly hope that you enjoy this and that it's what you wanted. If you know norse mythology, the reader's "goddess traits" are loosely based on Vidar (sort of). Enjoy everyone! Feedback is always welcome and encouraged!

Summary: Thor brings you from Asgard to confront his brother Loki, but things don't go to plan.

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You clung onto Thor as the Bifrost swirled around you, the beautiful array of colors doing nothing to help calm your nerves. Loki was alive... alive, and destroying New York on Midgard, gasping as the Bifrost faded away and you were left with the sight of a burning city. Anger coursed through your veins at finally seeing exactly what Loki had done.

He'd lied to you. Loki had faked his death, and then he came here to Midgard, blabbing on and on about taking over and ruling it. He had let go of Odin's scepter and let himself fall to imminent death. You knew the revealing of his true heritage had hurt Loki dearly, but you hadn't realized how deep it had cut. Things had been going so well beforehand. You had expected Loki to finally request to court you, to finally reveal his feelings. But oh, you were wrong. So incredibly wrong. And it amazed you, not only how wrong you were but how quickly things crumbled.

Thor dropped you at Stark Tower, quickly flying back into battle and leaving you to face the mischievous god alone. His golden armor glistened under the sun, each sparkle and shimmer threatening to distract you. You noticed slight changes in his suit; more or less black leather, the green appearing just slightly darker, his golden horns the slightest bit dull. He was utterly breathtaking. Loki never failed to make your heart race, and even now, as he stood a mass murderer, you found yourself thinking that the attack on New York wasn't his doing.

Taking a deep breath, you gathered all your courage and gracefully lifted the skirt of your Asgardian dress. You walked towards Loki carefully, his head turned away from you, looking over the city as you approached from the side.

"Loki.."

Your voice seemed to shock him as the god whirled around, stormy blue eyes locking on you. A sick, twisted smile rose on his lips as his eyes took in your figure, assessing your flowing dress, "(Y/n) (Y/l/n), Goddess of stealth. The silent god, they say."

Frowning, you stepped even closer, "No need for such formalities, my love." The old nickname slipped off your lips like poison, shocking Loki's core. Taking advantage of his surprise, you walked until you were directly in front of Loki, so close that his breath fanned your face, "Stop this chaos, Loki. Come back home. The midgardians didn't ask for this."

Your hand caressed his cheek exactly how you always used to, warming his cold cheek that peeked out from his helmet. A tear rolled down his cheek, and it was then that Loki noticed he couldn't hear anything besides your voice. Not the explosions or screams, not the growling of Hulk in the distance, and not even his sniffling. It was no doubt due to your abilities, and Loki found himself, once again, enraptured by you as he was for many years.

"It's too late," He choked out, "It's far too late. I can't stop this."

"We can. We can get Thor," You rushed, bringing your other hand up to hold his jaw. Your touch was so warm to Loki, he couldn't help but lean into your caress, sad blue eyes swarming with tears, "We can all fix this and go home. Please, Loki, come home."

"I can't," Loki whimpered, his eyes dashing around as he desperately tried to hear the noises around him.

"You can love, you can. We can fix this. It's never too late," You forced Loki's gaze back onto you as you spoke, "Loki, just stop this madness, please. Come home with me."

Suddenly finding a tear in your magic, a tear where you allowed your emotions to exploit you, Loki lashed out. He launched you backward with his scepter, the noise of the chaos around him flooding back all at once. Your cry of pain filled his ears as you flew through the air. A shimmer of blue seidr surrounded you as you landed, your flowing dress replaced by your golden battle armor.

Flicking your hair up out of your face, you glared at Loki, your eyes landing on his scepter. Tilting your head, you wondered how he received it and why he seemed to become deranged anytime he grasped the scepter. Your gaze dropped down to the warmth taking over your side. Loki's scepter had done a rough number on you. Deep red was coating the light grey fabric of your armor. Tears threatened you spill as you realized that Loki had intentionally hurt you.

But of course, he had meant to hurt you. Only a fellow Asgardian would've known exactly where to hit, known the few areas that weren't thick leather or shiny gold. Softly touching the wound, you could feel it was from the impact of whatever that scepter had blasted you with. Loki, thankfully, hadn't stabbed you. Looking back up, you spent one last second etching him into your mind, hoping to remember the god he once was and not the man he'd become.

The god watched helplessly as you threw yourself off the building. You easily took down a few of the Chitauri and took control of one of their speeders to take yourself to the ground. He huffed, glaring as he turned to see his brother now joining him on the edge of Stark Tower. When would everyone realize this was a lost cause? He had to do this, for the greater good, for Thanos, and for you, to ensure your safety.

You worked quickly on the ground, living up to your title of Goddess of Stealth. Finding yourself alongside a man in a red, white, and blue costume, you decided to stay there, fighting with him and taking down as many Chitauri as you could. The fight was long and tiresome, even for you, the god of stealth. However, when Thor grabbed you and flew up into the air wordlessly, the realization that Loki had lost hit you. Thor landed gracefully in Stark Tower, bringing you forward to stand over his brother with the Avengers.

Relenting his gaze upwards, Loki realized he'd lost. Not only you, but the entire team of Avengers stood above him, all ready to fight if need be. He had lost. That much was obvious. Unable to resist the temptation, his eyes locked on your form, leaning against Thor for support. Loki realized it was quite possibly the weakest he'd ever seen you, and guilt flooded his body upon that realization.

The blood staining your armor was his fault. Your weakness was his fault, your pain was his fault, and the realization of that tore at his heart. He'd messed up gravely, and he wished he would've listened to you. Listened to your alluring voice, your guidance, your wisdom, and worked with you.

You, the one being that had never turned against him, never judged him for anything he did. You... the one person who, quite possibly, loved him. He'd ruined everything so incredibly fast, and he couldn't take it back. Cruelly and painfully, Loki couldn't help but chuckle softly upon his tears. Oh, how quickly things crumble.

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