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[tayterbean]

You Have My Word

Loki, in all his arrogant, sarcastic glory, was your best friend. He wasn't always the best at showing it, but when it came down to it, he knew how close the two of you truly were. He knew that, no matter how hard he tried to disprove it sometimes, you would always be there for him and never had any bad intentions.

Even after the Attack on New York, you knew there was more to the story than initially met the eyes. It took a lot of convincing, but he eventually admitted that he'd been nearly forced to do it. He didn't think anyone would believe him, nor did he want to ruin his pride, so he kept quiet about it. You nearly took his head off for letting himself be condemned to life in the dungeons for something that wasn't entirely his fault. Apparently, he'd accepted his fate on that front, even though it still pissed him off tremendously.

Loki had been imprisoned for some time when the tragedy struck. When the invasion happened and the queen, his mother, one of the only people to ever treat him exceptionally and love him unconditionally, was killed. After you heard the news and got over your own momentary bubble of shock and grief, the first thing you thought about was him. How his mother was dead, and he was locked in a cell, completely alone.

You didn't ask for permission. You didn't care about permission.

You made your way to the dungeons, and you could hear the crashing and dull thudding all the way from the stairs. When you reach the set of sentries that guard the dungeon's entrance, they both silently step in your path, blocking you.

"No, let me through-"

"No visitors to the dungeon."

"I am his friend, let me through-"

"There are no visitors-"

You leaned in closer, gritting your teeth; your words are almost a growl. The sentries actually looked the slightest bit intimidated. "His mother is dead. I am his greatest friend. Give me five minutes."

The two men exchanged a wary look. One of them sighed before stepping to the side, and the other followed suit. "Five minutes. Not a moment longer."

You were already moving past them before he could finish his sentence. You rushed to Loki's cell, trying to absorb the sight in front of you as you made your way.

Loki is enraged - as you knew he would be. The anger always came first for him; the sadness would follow later. His cell was destroyed, the furniture within smashed to pieces, a few of the books shredded, glass shards from a bowl littering the floor. As you approached, though, he seemed to be on the tail end of his rage. He sent an enormous blast of magic towards a chair, practically shattering it against the cell wall, before doubling over, bending down so far he has to place a hand on the ground to steady himself.

You reached the cell and placed your hand against the barrier, as close as you could get to him. He was so absorbed into his own emotions and pain, he hadn't even noticed your arrival yet. "Loki..."

He looked up sharply, turning his head back to look at you. For the briefest of moments, he looked like a caged animal: alert, frightened, and immensely angry. Once he took in the sight of you, though, his expression quickly changed to shock, and then to sorrow.

In true Loki fashion, though, he was instantly masking the latter emotion.

He was breathless as he spoke, his breaths coming in heavy pants that engaged his entire upper body. "What? Have you come to gawk at the display? To laugh at how low I've sunken?" His voice was wavering the more he attempted to sound intimidating, and you could tell he knew that.

"You know I haven't," you said softly, shaking your head. "You know I would never."

He sensed the care in your voice, the empathy. For a moment, it looked like he wanted to submit to it, but he quickly covered it with a scowl.

"I don't need, nor want, your pity," he said slowly, having to force strength behind his words.

"It's not pity... I just wanted you to know that I care. I don't want you to feel so alone..." You almost regretted saying the words, thinking they would only amount to more perceived pity in Loki's eyes.

You were surprised when the words seemed to affect him so much that he could no longer feign malice, and he looked away. After a few stuttering breaths, he hauled himself to his feet and walked towards you. With a bit of hesitation, he first placed his hand against the glass, directly across from yours, then went a step further and leaned his forehead against it, closing his eyes. He bit his lip in an effort to keep his composure as you, also, leaned your forehead against the glass.

"I'm not leaving you alone," you muttered to him softly.

His hand on the glass clenched into a fist, but it was out of more pain than anger. His voice was barely more than a rasping whisper. "You should."

You shook your head. "No... never." Your hand curled, mimicking the gesture of wrapping around his fist, if only the barrier would allow you. "You have my word."

He tucked his lips even tighter, frowning, before his resolve cracked and he released an exhale that was very nearly a sob. He turned away from the glass, trying desperately, so desperately, not to let himself give in to the tears. He took a few collecting breaths before forcing his words out.

"Please leave..." It was a broken plea, not an angry command. "I-I cannot bear the thought of you seeing me like this..."

"Loki, you don't have to-"

"I know, I know." He spoke those words almost frantically, as if the thought of you seeing him so upset caused him panic. "Please, just... please go."

You'd never heard him say "please" so many times in his life, nor had you ever seen him so desperate.

He needed to grieve in private. You could understand that.

You swallowed before slowly beginning to walk away from the cell, heading back towards the entrance of the dungeons. Before you left the area, you paused and gave him a few parting words, hoping he would know they were true.

"You truly aren't alone - I mean that... Please do not forget it."

----------

When the night of Frigga's funeral came, you knew Odin would not be releasing Loki from the dungeons to attend.

You had a plan to fix that.

The sleeping brew wasn't particularly difficult to make, nor to get the guards to drink it. You presented yourself as a sorrowful lady who was desperate to give back to the kingdom after the death of the queen, and they simply could not deny your offer of seemingly innocent tea.

They were asleep within five minutes. You stole the master key from one of them, and made your way to Loki's cell.

When you looked around the corner, Loki was sitting on a chair, a book open between his hands. Once you continued your approach and he noticed you, his expression was initially shock, then almost as quickly faded into surrender.

He vanished the illusion without you having to speak a word.

Loki was sitting against the back wall of the cell, looking nothing short of deranged with grief: his hair was a tangled, long mess; his face was blotched from his emotions; and his eyes were red from his tears. He looked exhausted and aggrieved and was the cracked shell of a being, and in all your years, you couldn't recall anyone ever looking more pained. It goes without question that someone must have told him tonight was the night of the service.

You exhaled softly before reaching out your hand and displaying the key to him.

He looked equal parts shocked and frightened when he realized what it was.

"The guards are asleep," you spoke softly, "and they will remain that way for hours to come." You swallowed. "I'm going to do this for you, but you have to promise me... no tricks. We have to come straight back."

He sat up a bit straighter, seeming intrigued by your offer. When he realized you really were being truthful, you could see his eyes well over with tears. He inhaled a shaking breath before giving a quick nod.

"You have my word."

It was all you needed to hear. You placed the master key in the lock and turned it; the orange barriers faded away to nothing, and Loki slowly made his way to his feet.

You met him halfway and handed him a hooded cloak. "I know your magic may falter, with everything... but this should hide your appearance well enough."

It wasn't a common fact, but he'd mentioned to you a few times that his magic was harder to practice when he was saddened or anxious. You were surprised he'd even managed the illusion of himself, but knew that once he got at the ceremony, he may not be able to be so focused.

He took the cloak with a solemn nod of acknowledgment, already slipping it through his arms and over his head. You looked at him for a moment, pondering, before slowly reaching up and removing the hood. You looked at him up close, regarding him, and he sheepishly met your eyes, looking not too far from breaking down already.

"Don't leave my side," you told him in a whisper. Both to ensure he didn't try and escape on you (you didn't think he was really in the shape to do so, anyway) and for both your own comforts.

He averted his gaze from you for a moment; when he looked back, his eyes were overwhelmingly tearful and grieved. He said, in a voice even softer than yours: "Don't leave mine."

Tears became apparent in your own eyes as you nodded once. "Never."

The two of you made your way to the seafront courtyard in the midst of the chilly evening, navigating through the mourners. The only good thing about the crowd was that all of them were too absorbed in their grief to really pay attention to anyone else; it allowed the two of you to easily make your way to the seafront, where the ceremony would be held.

You couldn't remember the last time you'd attended a funeral of this scale; so grand, so regal, and so beautifully sad. The ceremony was one of anyone's dreams, and the grief of the entire realm was palpable in the nighttime air.

As you and Loki listened to the speeches, he remained by your side, still and silent, his face tilted downward so it could be concealed by the dark cloak. The two of you were never far apart enough not to be touching each other, which, most of the time, you were. He took your hand in his own more than once, angling his head even more to hide what you were sure were tears. At certain points, you leaned your head against his shoulder, nestling closer against him - in response, he would subtly place a trembling hand on your back and curl you just a bit closer to him.

Neither of you spoke a single word. Neither of you had to.

When it came time to send the lanterns, the two of you waited your turn until you were at the seafront. Once there, you each grabbed one of the lanterns, lit them, and made your way to an unpopulated, quiet area at the edge of the courtyard.

You bent down and placed your lantern onto the water, holding it steady. You murmured an Asgardian prayer, closing your eyes, before releasing the lantern and allowing it to be carried to sea, over the edge, guiding the queen safely to her final resting place of Valhalla.

Loki, who was kneeling to your left, was still holding his lantern in the water, his head angled so much that even you could not see his face.

You hesitated a moment before rising, coming to stand behind him. You squatted down slightly before reaching past his frame and placing your hand over his.

You made sure your voice was no louder than a whisper.

"Did you say your departing words?"

The cloak bobbed in a slow affirmative. You nodded in return, your grip on his hand tightening slightly.

"All right... Then together - on three."

There was a longer hesitation, but eventually Loki lowered his head even further; you took that as acceptance enough.

"All right. One... two... three."

You began to lift your hand, and after the briefest of hesitations, he did the same. You clasped your hand tightly around his as the lantern began to float away, drifting out to sea along with the thousands of others, along with the boat that held his mother's body.

He brought your attached hands in closer to him at his chest, then up further to his lips. You released his hand and moved yours to his shoulder when you realized he was using it to keep himself from sobbing aloud.

With a few murmured words of consolation, you got him to his feet before wrapping your arms around his mid-section and nestled yourself against him. His hands quickly came to encircle your waist, holding you as close as possible against him. As if you were the last, most precious thing in the world to him, and he couldn't bear to let you go.

He bowed his head nearly to his chest, and his whispered sobs broke your heart into shattered fragments. His chest heaved with each one, yet he kept them quiet, so soft only you could hear.

Only for you. Only for you would he ever be so transparent in his vulnerability.

Once he had gathered himself somewhat, you two wordlessly began the walk back to the dungeons, you keeping a subtle hand on his side the entire way. He wasn't angry or resistant - he knew it had to happen, and he knew that wasn't your fault.

The guards were still deeply asleep, so you passed back into the dungeons with ease. When you two reached Loki's cell, the two of you were still for a moment before you, once again, reached up and removed the hood from his head. His arms instantly came to wrap around himself as he refused to meet your gaze, his skin splotchy, his eyes red-rimmed and irritated.

You gazed at him before putting your hands out, palms up. He looked down at your offer, then almost instantly shut his eyes, as if the sight pained him. It seemed to take effort for him to place his hands atop yours, and something about the contact nearly broke him down to sobs once again.

"I'm going to speak with Odin," you told him adamantly. "To try and work out something different... something that isn't this." You fought back the tears in your eyes, dropping your voice to a whisper. "You have my word."

He managed to step closer to you and take you in a loose embrace before you could see too much of the emotional affect your words had. The way his breathing became shallow and stuttering told you enough.

He placed his chin on top of your head, taking a few moments to gather himself before he spoke in a quiet, nearly hoarse voice. "I will not forget this." His voice faltered slightly. "Thank you..."

You wrapped your arms around him, allowing yourself to be as close to him as you possibly could be. You didn't know when the next time you would get to hold him like that would be.

If there would be a next time.

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It was only a few days later when you saw him again - roaming the halls of the Asgardian palace with his brother, of all places.

You stopped dead in your tracks when you rounded the corner and were met with them both. They also both stopped, looking like caught animals until they realized it was only you. One look at Thor told you that Loki's unexpected freedom was his own doing.

One look at Loki told you that he was caught between feigning indifference and taking you in an unabashed embrace.

You made the decision easier for him by quirking an eyebrow, keeping your tone light.

"Look what the cat decided to drag out."

Loki's expression flooded with relief and something like admiration for a brief moment - it was then covered with his usual arrogant, sarcastic aura. "Much to your pleasure, I'm certain."

You couldn't help but to smile. "Yes... much to my pleasure."

Thor nearly rolled his eyes at the antics of you both. He gave Loki a sideways glance. "Come along, Brother... We have matters to tend to."

He began walking forward, but Loki hesitated a moment. Once Thor was ahead of you, the God of Mischief gave you a rare, sincere smile. He then stepped forward, bent down, and placed a quick, sheepish kiss to the top of your head.

"Aw, Loki-" you began, teasing him dotingly, but he interrupted in a low tone.

"Tell anyone and I shall deny everything."

You gave him a look before confidently placing a hand on the side of his face and planting a kiss on the opposite cheek. He was surprised enough by it that it flustered him, and his cheeks became tinged with pink.

"Tell anyone and I'll deny nothing," you said, smiling cheekily.

He looked at you bashfully, smirking a bit in that charming way of his. His eyes then glanced ahead, to where Thor was still making his way, before he looked back at you. "Wait for my return?"

You smiled at him warmly, knowingly.

"You have my word. Always."

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[havenchy]

Marvel Fic Rec

sending all my hugs and support to all these writers !!

🤎 - fav ❀ - fluff ❂ - hurt/comfort ✵ - angst

S. Rogers

what could've been pt. 2 ✵ by @you-are-my-sanctuary 🤎

L. Laufeyson

love ❂ by @natashxromanovf

silently destroyed ❂ by @natashxromanovf

comforting loki when he's down ❀ by @earlgreydream

tiny dancer ❀ by @lokis-right-nut

with fluffy cuddles ❀ by @lokis-right-nut 🤎

little star ❀ by @dyns33

candy ❀ by @dyns33

sweet little thing ❀ by @starks-hero

after the party ❀ by @starks-hero

loki doting on tiny wife ❀ by @rootbeargoddess 🤎

frosted fancy ❀ by @ladyfluff

beautiful ❀ by @lokioneshots

under the weather ❀ by @writingfics-passingtime

raven hair ❀ by @handmaiden-of-mischief 🤎

jotun! loki with human s/o ❀ by @ashdreams2023

B. Barnes

don't give up on me ❂ - @angrythingstarlight 🤎

protective winter soldier hc ❂ - @smutsonian

sun and moon ❂ - @slothspaghettiwrites 🤎

sunshine ❂ - @slothspaghettiwrites

a little old fashion ❀ - @gogolucky13

the protective soldier ❀ - @dabblinginmarvel

clingy ❀ - @barnestuff

scribbles ❀ - @parkersdoll

oversized ❀ - @like-what-the-fuck-scoob

perfect ❀ - @thesnowsoldierwrites 🤎

Father! Tony Stark

do better pt.2 ✵❂ - @ofheroesandvillains 🤎

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[avengersfantasies]

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[ao3feed-thor]

Blue Eyes and White Lies

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/KeSzVql

by chocochip_kiki

Loki and you had dated before, when, I'm not sure - you make it up. But it was a rocky relationship full of sex and (unfortunately) manipulation. The two of you had broken up and moved on, but you end up accidentally bumping into each other and rehashing unresolved sexual tension :)

Words: 863, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Loki (Marvel) - Fandom, Marvel Cinematic Universe

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Loki (Marvel), Reader

Additional Tags: lokixreader, Dom!Loki, LokiOneshot, Oneshot

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[professorrw]

Accidently Calling Loki 'Daddy'

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Pairing: female reader x Loki

Request: Reader accidentally calling Loki “daddy” in bed?

Warnings: smut, 18+, some fluff, unprotected sex, daddy kink, cum eating

A/N: Requests open, taglist open, inbox open! Please like, comment, and reblog!

It started out as soft, loving sex. Which was normal because Loki wanted to make sure you knew how much he loved you and he wanted to make you feel good. Well, it escalated, reaching heights you had never imagined. There was no indication when Loki first inserted himself inside you that he would start being so rough. Not rough in a bad way, but much more intense and fast paced than usual.

He was smashing into you, groaning every time he did so. The whole bed was shaking. A good, sturdy bed was shaking from the force of his thrusts. The headboard was hitting the wall, and surely if you weren't alone everyone in the area would hear.

That sweet spot inside you was hit. Just for a second, but it was enough to make you moan out something you never had before.

The word came straight from your throat. "Daddy." The word was foreign to your bedroom, and not something Loki had been called before. You didn't mean to say it. You had heard it being used in porn before and for some reason that's what you said.

Loki's movements completely faltered. His eyes got big and he stared down at you. All you could do was blink. You were quick to apologize, assuming he didn't like it because of his reaction.

"I- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."

"It's okay darling. I quite enjoyed it." He chuckled and a wide grin replaced the shock that was previously on his face. He resumed his actions, and you pushed aside your outburst to focus on your orgasm that was right around the corner. Loki was laser focused on you, making sure that you would reach your climax. And you did not long after. The interruption only stalled the rising feeling, but it picked back up immediately.

You moaned again, a higher pitched moan than usual. Taking into account what your boyfriend had just told you, you whined, “Daddy,” again. He shut his eyes and relished in the name, loving how it sounded coming out of your mouth. It didn’t seem possible but his speed increased even more, but he became more sloppy. It wouldn’t have mattered either way, because your climax was there and your cum was seeping out of you.

Loki felt it, heard it in your voice. A grin was plastered on his face. His eyes were still closed but he could imagine that you looked ravishing. Just mere moments later his own orgasm was rippling through him. His cum spurted out, lining your walls with the sticky liquid. He groaned and he rode out his last thrust.

He pulled out but he wasn’t entirely finished yet. You were about to turn, but he held you in place, lowering his face to your cunt and licking up the cum dribbling out of you. He swallowed it all, yours and his alike. His little licks and gentle sucks were creating goosebumps all over your body. It was an action that he hadn’t done before either. The night was full of new things. You thoroughly enjoyed everything that had happened, and so did he.

An hour or so later you were still lying in bed. You had taken turns showering and you were now cuddled up against Loki, the gentle yet masculine scent of his body wash pleasant in your nose. There was something you wanted to say, but you weren’t sure if it was the right time, or if Loki would even agree.

Sensing that you had something on your mind, your boyfriend spoke up, “What’s on your mind darling?”

After a second's hesitation and a quick look at Loki’s encouraging face you decided to just say it. "Maybe we could try some other new things," you suggested, twirling your hoodie strings between your fingers.

"I think that would be a good idea." He smiled and kissed the top of your still wet hair.

You let out a relieved breath. “Really?”

“Yes. I think we could find many more ways to please each other. There’s infinite possibilities and we can try all of them.”

“When can we start?” you said. The eagerness in your voice made Loki chuckle. He loved your enthusiasm.

“As soon as you want darling. We have all the time in the world.”

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[haileygarciasunshine]

You’ve Been Hacked

Pairing: Loki x Fem!Reader

Written: July 18th, 2021

Posted: July 18th, 2021

Warning: Swear, Kidnapping, Use of Chloroform, choking description, Noncon make out (Not Loki)

Word Count: 3,179

Author’s Note: I’m planning on making a Pt. 2! :) Not me writing a new fic when I have 125 drafts and like 5 WIP :) Feedback is welcome!!! Send it Here

Summary: Loki pushes away those who care about him in attempt to protect them. What happens when he pushes away the only avenger that is on his team in attempt to protect her?

Loki Masterlist

“How much longer until Jarvis, is ready to go?” Tony questioned as he placed a hand on the back of your chair.

“Huh?” You questioned before remembering what his question was. “Oh, it shouldn’t be much longer.” You shrugged without taking your eyes off the screen before you.

”Good.” Tony spoke. ”Is there a reason why Rock of Ages is in here?”

”Huh? Oh.” You spoke tilting your head to get a better look at the Asgardian God at the other end of the room. “I didn’t notice.”

“Uh huh.” Tony muttered quietly as he began towards the exit. “Come and see us in the Lab when you’re done.”

Nodding your head, you gave him a silent agreement. Once he was gone, Loki appeared beside you. Tilting your head, you gazed at the Raven haired man. He returned your smile allowing you to share an innocent moment. Somersaults formed again in your stomach. Your heart began beating rapidly the longer you observed your close proximity. Clearing your throat, you turned back to your computer screen. “I, uh.”

“What’s wrong, pet?” Loki questioned, his breath swirling around the shell of your ear. Closing your eyes, you allowed yourself to be in the moment. Shuddering, you clenched your hand into a fist in attempt at keeping yourself grounded.

Before either of you could respond, your computer let out a beep. Snapping your attention towards the computer, a thin layer of ice enveloped you. Upon the screen displayed the dreaded words you had been attempting to fight off.

’You’ve been hacked.’

Gasping, your jaw fell slack as you rushed to begin fighting off the cyberattack. Your heart raced as you felt a sheer layer of sweat beginning to form along your skin.

It wasn’t long before you had fended off the attack. Once you were sure that the Avengers cyber security was secure again, you turned back to where Loki was. Frowning, you scrunched your eyebrows together. Your heart felt into your stomach as you were met with an empty space.

Glancing down, there was a small note left in Loki’s seat. Grabbing the paper, you read it.

Meet me in my room.

Grinning to yourself, you left your desk stopping at a nearby coffee station to bring to Tony and Bruce, on your way through the compound.

“Finally decided to join us, I see.” Tony snarked as he glanced at you atop his computer monitor.

Giggling to yourself, you placed one of the two extra cups of coffee, you had walked into work with, upon his desk. “Good morning to you too, Tony.”

“I smell coffee-“ Cutting himself off, Bruce greeted you with a quick smile and hug. “I should’ve known it was you.” He chuckled softly. “Tony, never does anymore.” Raising the cup to his mouth, he gulped some down before he raised an eyebrow at Tony.

“Ouch, jolly green.” Tony smirked, knowing how Bruce felt about the nickname.

Sighing to himself, Bruce quickly moved, what felt like, as far away from Tony the lab would allow. However, a whispered ‘I hate you,’ that was directed at Tony, didn’t escape you. Snickering to yourself, you lifted your own cup to your lips before swallowing the now lukewarm caffeine.

“See you guys later.” You spoke turning on your heel making a hasty getaway not wanting to be roped into another buttering battle between the two science bros. “Try to get along today, shall we?”

“Don’t tell me what to do! You’re not Pepper!” Tony yelled before you left.

The corners of your lips lifted slightly in a smirk. Rolling your eyes, you shook your head as you continued making your way out of the lab.

Venturing through the compound, you were in search of one resident.

“Well, hello again, lady Y/N.” Thors booming voice echoed off the walls in the hallway.

Your lips promptly turned into a toothy grin as your best friends brother sped walked toward you.

Turning your head, you grinned up at the God. “Hey, Thor.”

“I presume you’re looking for my brother.” He spoke clasping his hands behind his back, matching his pace with yours.

Jokingly, you placed a hand over your heart as you gasped halting your movements. “Why Thor, how did you know that?” You teased raising an eyebrow. Placing your hands on your hips you giggled breaking character momentarily. “Did you look in my head?” Your tone resuming it’s previous tone.

Standing before you, he rolled his eyes as he shook his head slightly. “No wonder why you and Loki get along.” He sighed. Reaching up, he pinched the bridge of his nose.

Gasping, you stomped your foot. “How dare you!”

Your sudden shriek caused the shield agents in the hall to bring their attention towards you and Thor. Gazing around the hall, Thor groaned more audibly. “Okay, okay.” He spoke raising his hands in mock surrender, hushing you all the while. “As you were.” He spat at the rest of the agents.

Giggling, you batted your eyes at Thor, giving him your best innocent puppy dog eyes.

“He’s in his room.” He sighed as he rolled his eyes. “Go on now.”

Without waiting for Thor to continue speaking, you ventured towards the elevators before getting in and pressing the number for Loki’s floor.

Once the doors open, you practically skipped down the hallway. Your mind clouded with thoughts before you walked into something firm and strong. Wobbling slightly, arms gently gripped your biceps keeping you steady. “Easy there, petal.”

“Loki!” You exclaimed, feeling somersaults forming in your stomach. Your heart fluttering slightly, as his scent wafted in your nose.

His chuckle danced through your ears. “Hello, love.”

Throwing your arms around his shoulders, you gently tugged him downward allowing you more leverage to keep him tucked against you closely. Your eyes closing allowing you to savior the moment.

Loki stiffened at initial contact, however he quickly recovered wrapping his arms around your waist, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

It had taken you awhile, to get to where you were now with Loki. He wasn’t one for touch and everyone in the compound knew that. It wasn’t until you had formed a friendship with Loki, that he was more keen on the idea of being touched. Everyone was surprised at his sudden change in nature along with seeing the amount of times you shared casual touches. What took you by surprise, was the sudden daily increase of “casual,“ touches Loki shared with you.

Nuzzling your neck, Loki was quick to pull you out of your daydreams. Your opened your eyes, only to gasp at your different surroundings.

Opening and closing your mouth, you were slightly taken back at the sudden change.

“Loki-“

“Sorry, petal.“ Loki shrugged, as a grin danced along his lips. “I wanted you to myself.” Lifting his hand, he cradled your jaw allowing his thumb to trace along your face.

Raising your hand, you gently grasped Loki’s wrist. Gazing at him, you saw a flash of a frown. It was gone before you could question him. Closing your eyes, you turned your head slightly, you placed a feather light kiss upon the digit. Loki‘s gasp filled your ears. Your eyes flying open at the sound, as thoughts of how you might’ve crossed a line in your friendship took over.

Scrunching your eyebrows together, you opened and closed your lips while gazing at Loki. “I-“

Manuvering his hand, Loki’s thumb followed the plains of your lips. Tracing your top lip gently, before traveling to your bottom one. Lightly, he tugged at the appendage as his eyes were trained on your lips. Your eyes popped out slightly while your heart beat picked up. Your breaths becoming hitched in your throat.

Lifting his eyes back up to yours, he held a slight question neither of you bothered to ask. Somersaults forming in your stomach as Y/E/C ones locked with his icy ones.

“Petal-“

The sound of someone knocking jolted through you. Jumping away from Loki, you gasped as your mouth was suddenly drier than the dessert.

“I…I should…go.” Your cleared your throat. Nodding to yourself, you scurried towards the door. Yanking it open, Thor stood before you with his hand raised as he was about to knock again.

Gazing between you and his breath, a sly smirk made it’s way to his lips.

”Nothing happened.” You grumbled cutting him off as you left Loki’s room.

”Wait!” Loki raced to the door frame, leaning against it as he called after you.

Letting out a sigh, you rushed to the library. Once inside, you leaned against the door as you attempted to wrap your mind about what almost happened.

As the rest of the day flew by, you kept yourself busy in the library. Piles of read books littered a table you sat at all day. Sighing, you reached for another book you walked back towards the area you claimed. Lifting your eyes from the book in hand, you gasped.

“Hello, Petal.” Loki smiled, as he gazed at you. His eyes holding a softer emotion, you’ve become acustom to over the past few months.

Opening and closing your mouth, you frowned. It was the first time you had found yourself at a loss for words.

“H-Hi.”

Standing before Loki, you shifted from foot to foot. Heat danced along your cheeks.

”I think we should…Forget it.” He spoke, his shoes coming into your peripheral sight.

Furrowing your eyebrows together, you heat expand in your chest. Your eyes snapped up gazing at him, searching for a sign.

”What?” You whispered, your heart falling into your stomach. Tear began forming in your eyes. “W-Why would I want to do that?”

”Because...” His voice trailed off. “It was just a joke.”

Snapping your head up, you gazed at Loki. Searching for any hint of a lie. Before you could catch them, tears began cascading down your cheeks. As you gazed at him, Loki’s features flashed sorrow before quickly replacing it with a hardened expression. Clenching his jaw, he knew he had to uphold his persona.

”I..I..” Your mind was going a million miles a minute as you attempted to soak in what Loki confessed. Tears began dripping onto your hand calling you back.

”I trusted you.” Your voice coming out hoarse.

”That was your mistake.” Loki spat, glaring down at you.

Flinching at his sudden harshness, you couldn’t stop the sobs that passed through your lips.

”Fuck you.”

Tossing the book onto the table, you whirled around on your heels rushing out of the library. For the second time that day, you heard Loki call after you. And for the second time that day, you neglected to turn around and acknowledge him.

As you rushed out of the library, you hadn’t been paying attention to where you were going. Colliding with muscly wall, you hadn’t bothered to identify who you walked into. Wrapping your arms around their waist, you buried your face into their chest allowing their shirt to soak up your tears. Sobs continued to wreck through your body as you began to tremble.

”Woah, doll.” Bucky’s voice rang through your ears. His arms quickly wrapping around you protectively. Placing a hand on your upper back, he began rubbing the area. “It’s okay.”

Shaking your head, you continued crying not caring to use your voice.

”Do you want to talk about it?” He questioned gently.

Shaking your head again, Bucky nodded to himself.

“Come on doll, let’s get you to your room.”

Nodding your head in agreement, you didn’t budge. Letting out a chuckle, Bucky maneuvered himself which allowed him to pick you up bridal style. Burying your face in his neck, you allowed the slight say of being carried lull you to sleep.

Once he reached your room, Bucky placed you carefully on the bed before pulling blankets over you. Moving to leave, your hand grasped his wrist preventing him from leaving. Glancing over his shoulder at you, he let a smile tug his lips.

”Stay?” You questioned meekly.

Nodding his head, he crawled over you, and pulled the blankets over him. Once he was comfortable on his back, you rolled onto your side. Throwing a leg over his hips, you laid your head over his heart allowing the steady beating to lull you back to sleep. Placing a kiss to your hair, Bucky tracked patterns on your back.

After that night, you told yourself, you wouldn’t be the one to break. In your mind, you wanted Loki to suffer slightly like you had. As you went out of your way to avoid him, your heart slowly mended itself back together, allowing you to form a friendship with Bucky.

Walking back to your room, you toed off your shoes once you were inside. Letting out a content sigh, you shrugged off your jacket.

“Petal.” Loki’s unfamiliar voice rang through your ears.

Halting your movements, you froze gazing at the space in front of you. Once you collected yourself, you whirled around to face the God. “Don’t call me that.” You snarled.

Frowning, he nodded in understandment. His hands were clasped behind his back, aiding him in puffing out his chest. “You don’t get to tell me I was a joke to you, leave, and then try and come back into my life months after!”

Loki continued holding a stoic expression along his features. Heat rose in your cheeks as your chest began rapidly rising and falling.

“Get out.” You spat crossing your arms along your chest.

”Don’t-“

”No, get out.”

Nodding his head, he let out a sigh. Once he was out of the room, relief washed over you. Letting out a huff, you plopped down on your bed before laying down. Throwing your arms across your eyes, you let out a hefty sigh.

The next day, Tony had sent you out on a solo grocery shopping trip. Reluctantly, you agreed. You had wanted to get out of the compound in attempt to gather your thoughts, however you were skeptical as Tony usually had ulterior motives behind his actions.

Pulling into the parking lot, you leaned your head back against the leather head rest. Closing your eyes, you attempted to clam yourself.

Once you felt that you were ready, you exited the car. As you began walking away from the car, you shoved your hand into your purse in search of your phone.

”Excuse me, miss?” A male voice questioned closely.

”Yes?” You questioned turning to face him.

“Are you…Y/N Y/L/N?” He questioned attempting to offer you a comforting smile.

A sudden eery feeling overwhelmed you. Your heart began beating rapidly, as the hair on your arms along with the hair on the back of your neck, stood at attention.

Raising an eyebrow at him, you turned towards the man more. “Y-Yes-“

Barely finishing your sentence, a cloth was placed over your mouth and nose. Gasping, you scratched at the strangers arm. The other man yanked you backwards. Your back colliding with their chest. With widened eyes, you attempted to dig your heels into the cement in hopes of troubling the man who began dragging you. Your keys were long gone from your hands before the thought of using them crossed your mind.

Thrashing in the man’s arms, you felt yourself becoming weaker and weaker as consciousness was fading. Your grip on his wrist quickly loosening as you felt the word fade to black.

Jolting awake, you squinted your eyes as you adjusted to the shining light above you. Groaning, you lulled your head to the side as your body ached. Tugging at your hands, you were quick to realize they were bound as plastic dug into the skin around your wrists.

”Well, well, well.” One of the men from the grocery store parking lot spoke. Gazing up at him, you felt a flutter in your stomach. A sly smile made its way upon his lips. “Welcome back to the world of consciousness, Y/N.”

Grimacing at his words, you gazed around the room. Shivering, you realized you were in a dark and fridge place. As you were going to bite back at the man, you realized there was a cloth makeshift gag prying your mouth open slightly. Scrunching your eyebrows together, a soft whine left your lips as you tugged at your restrained hands.

”Don’t worry, sweetheart.” The man taunted, leaning in to place a hand upon the back of your chair. His nose tracing your jaw line before traveling down your neck. Inhaleing your scent, he chuckled. “You smell like Lavender. I can see why Loki likes you.”

Lifting his other hand, he twirled a strand of your hair around his finger. “Soft too.” He taunted.

Placing a kiss to your cheek, he chuckled darkly. Moving your head away from him, you squeezed your eyes shut. The hand that was twirling your hair, quickly clasped your throat that was directly under your jaw. Forcing you to look him, he began squeezing cutting your airway off. It wasn’t long before you began gasping for air. Attempting to shift in your chair, you continued gasping.

Once the man felt you had suffered long enough, he released you. The supply of air racing back into your lung forced you to cough.

Moving the cloth gag from your lips, he clasped his hand over your mouth. “If you bite me, you’ll live to regret it.” He spat.

Furrowing your eyebrows together, you were perplexed as to what he meant. Releasing his hand, his lips were quick to replace it. The man’s lips were harsh and unforgiving.

Clenching your eyes shut, you kissed the man back in fear of what the repercussions would be. He took your bottom lip between his teeth, giving it harsh bite. A whine escaped your lips as you flinched. Taking the chance, his tongue poked past your lips and traced over your tongue. The hand he choked you with, promptly reaching the back of your head, anchoring you firmly against him.

Another whine, sounded from you. His tongue traced the room of your mouth before wiggling around and tracing your teeth. Your air supply was quickly running out, as you felt your chest heave.

The man seemed to be on a mission to have the inside of your mouth committed to memory. His tongue tracing the underside of your tongue before returning to the top and sliding as far down as it could. Your teeth clashing slightly, as the feeling of his saliva dripping into your mouth overwhelmed you.

As the man pulled away from you, there was a line of saliva that connected you. Using the back of his hand, he wiped the access from his mouth. Panting, your chest rose and fell rapidly. Leaning back against the chair, you attempted to gather yourself.

”Did you get it?” The man questioned, his lust filled eyes not leaving you.

”Yep.” The second man stated, emerging from the shadows. A callous smile made its way to his lips.

”Good, send it to the Avengers compound.” The first man spoke. “Make sure it’s addressed to Loki.“

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[mcubuckyxlokisbitch]

Y/N: Cmonnnn

Loki: Absolutely not

Y/N: Pleaseee Loki just this once. *pouts*

Loki: Nothing you do or say would make me change my mind.

*20 minutes later in your dorm*

Y/N: Hehe *Doing Loki's hair in front of the mirror*

Loki:*through his teeth* I am not enjoying this.

Y/N: Sure you don't.

Loki: Don't mix the black hair ties with the white hair ties!

Y/N: *kisses Loki on the cheek*

Loki: *Grabs you by the chin and kisses you roughly* You owe me for this- WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT MIXING THE COLOURS!!

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[lokifixation]

Imagine Loki finding you in the library after staying in there all day, hiding from your thoughts, and him asking if you’re ok. Imagine him coming there for the same reason and being comforts for each other.

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[srllbbdarkhistories]

Silly Midgardian

you're dating loki on the sly

- Again? - Your best friend pulls your arm to examine your face, it is common to see certain types of marks on the skin, sometimes you try to cover them, sometimes you don’t. For you they are not bad, you love them, they are a sign that you are his.

“Stop it,” you take her hand away from her and take your wallet, heading towards the door. , she observes with a disapproving movement in your direction but she says nothing and goes back to her thing.

You open the door to go out onto the avenue, it’s dark and it’s after midnight, he is leaning on the back of his black car with his arms folded, when you see him, he lowers his chin to examine you from head to toe and lick his lips in an exquisite look, your steps towards him are hesitant because he has all your willpower, everything you are and what you do belongs to him.

You stop a few steps from him, sometimes you wish he was a little more like Steve, that he overflowed if he wanted a bit of romance, that it wasn’t all just about sex. But Loki was like that, cold, calculating and a liar … He loved having you by his side but only to satisfy himself and satisfy me and he did it in spades, but sometimes you just asked for a little more.

“What is that head of yours thinking?” She murmurs, taking off her back from the passenger door and approaching you.

“Nothing” you look down at his polished shoes, his manly perfume and freshly groomed smell flooding your nostrils making you feel a tingle inside you intensely.

His index finger sits under your chin and lifts it to connect her gaze with yours. In the dark, his green eyes look like two huge spotlights that shine with determination; When you see him like this, you can hardly stop thinking about the way you met him, that if you hadn’t collided with him while running for your life, the bullet would not have pierced only an insignificant part of your flesh, it would have killed you. He held you, he murdered the man and took you to his brother, Thor took you to Tony and there you met the others.

If he hadn’t saved your life, you shouldn’t have. The deal came out of nowhere, a simple proposal to have a coffee turned into an intimate encounter beyond your own imagination. Suddenly you did not realize when the prince of Asgard owned every part of your body and your soul … he was your lord, your master, your teacher … you, his subject, his apprentice, benevolent, obedient, you have never ever objected to anything.

-Do you know what day it is today? - he asks, you shake your head

“Today, a year ago, you fell into my arms, princess. Did you forget that?”

Your cheeks turn red at the memory and the abnormal tone of emotion in his voice puzzles you for a moment, you look down and Loki slides his finger down your neck to the slit at the neckline of your blouse.

—You said no sentimentality, I automatically erased sentimental things from my system - so as not to fall in love with you you thought, but I did it anyway.

“Mmm …” he murmurs, raising his hand, wrapping it around your neck and squeezing slightly, pulling you closer to him, his breath hitting yours. “We can make an exception for that.”

He does not let you speak, she makes you shut up by sticking her thin and warm lips with yours, she opens them to insert her tongue and collide with yours, increasing the imminent desire to want to touch him. Your hands rest on his chest while the hand on your neck slides under your arms to hit my back and push you against him, you feel his throbbing erection on your legs, Loki turns you in an agile movement and stamp your body against the car door, one hand lowers your silhouette and stops on your hips, puts his hand inside your pants and his fingers touch over the moisture of your panties, a moan escapes from your lips over his mouth and you feel it smile maliciously.

“How wet you are, precious and all mine, all for me” he slides his tongue down your neck and stops between your breasts, his gaze rises up when he introduces his fingers into the fabric of your panties to massage without a hint of subtlety - say it, I wanna hear you say you’re mine.

Your head leans back, resting on the car, you open your mouth to catch your breath as Loki, enraged by your late response, sticks two fingers inside you and all you can do is let out an exciting moan that he tries to hide with his other free hand over your lips, you nibble on his restless palm.

He gives you a look full of warning, his eyes show you the things he would do if they were not in the middle of the street the image of you hanging from the posts of his bed hinders your coherence and increases the heat in your body, you want but you do not want to make it lose patience.

“I’m yours - you manage to say on the skin of his hand, Loki recharges his body against yours, intensifying the movements with his fingers - oh God - I support you on his shoulders, your head sinks into the gap between his neck and shoulders and you bite your lower lip while his penetrations with his exquisite and long fingers make you feel an imminent orgasmic release - Loki, I am yours, complete … Mind, yours.

And just by hearing his gasping breath in your ear and the intense thrusts with his fingers, you end up cumming me between tremors and incessant gasps.

—That’s it, that’s my girl - nibble your ear and stick his wet hand inside your underwear, like the clean man that he is, he takes a handkerchief from his shirt pocket inside the jacket and wipes his fingers full of your moisture , leans over to you and kisses you - just mine.

He accommodates his own erection peeking out between his expensive black fabric pants and he strands the strands of his perfect jet black hair back, smiles hiding the hardness between his legs and moves you to open the passenger door this is new, you think, but shut up , for fear of ruining the genuinely perfect moment.

Once inside, you see him pass in front of the car and get on seconds later, he settles on the seat while your eyes fall on his member hidden from him and with 0 intentions of wanting to get off.

He never usually does that, suppress his desires, wait or whatever, it is always, when he says, how he says it and how long he has to be saying it, this time, he seemed to want to put up with the desire he had and you couldn’t stop looking After much thought, you stir in the seat kneeling on the black leather seat. Loki when you see you looks at you strangely, you fear that he may get angry, but to your own surprise he remains petrified when your hands untie his belt buckle and unbutton his pants. The sound of the zipper going down makes you wince. We’ve done this many times, never like this.

"Hey …” you hear his voice from above, but you ignore him, he never lets you be proactive. Can’t this be your present for this strange anniversary? Your hands get inside his underwear and his member looks out gloriously before your eyes - What are you going to …?

You surround his length with one hand, making him silence before the sensation that your hands cause around him, you look at him from below without being able to avoid smiling, Loki leans his head against the back of the seat and the gesture makes exciting veins stand out in his neck, You start to move your hand around his member tentatively, savoring every moment to prepare to have it in your mouth, it moves a little as if it wants to fight with its own bewilderment and then before it moves enough to escape, you shove it in your mouth, savoring with pleasure, you feel his hands grasp the leather steering wheel to suppress the sensation you are giving him.

You intensify your movements by helping to massage it with your hand while your tongue licks and savors the length of it. He seems to have given up without much effort and the hoarse sound of his panting further dulls your actions, almost doubling the sense of anxiety and lust mixed in you or inside while enjoying what you are doing like never before. Because I had never let you do it that way, with you in control of the situation.

- Holy shit y / n - he exclaims, dropping a hand on your back - what a damn mouth you have - his hand slides up to your butt, burying his fingers over the fabric of his pants, not long until he puts his hand inside the cloth to pinch the skin - you are being a very naughty girl you … you know? She - she says with difficulty as your movements intensify. Doing this is one of the things you love to do the most with him, clearly there are others, but doing this brings out your darkest, most wicked sides … that only he is capable of bringing out inside you. Others see your superficial purity, your superficial tenderness. But Loki sees everything about you, even how bad you hide on a daily basis.

Before him, you were an introvert all the time and you didn’t dare to show your true interior. But he got to stir everything, rock everything … challenging you to move outside of your comfort zone.

Suddenly he takes charge of your movements bringing his hands to your head taking control of each of your movements, pushing you to the limit. You hold your breath to skip the gagging and then you feel the pulsation of his member in your mouth with more emphasis.

“I’m … I’m going to … Ahh!” - Too late you think, the liquid fills your throat, it is sweet and you like it, you release your mouth little by little, observing how part of the seminal liquid still runs down his still erect and throbbing member, you pass your thumb over your lower lip to separate the remains of liquid that escaped and he straightens his neck, sees you with dilated pupils, takes a handkerchief from the trunk and wipes your mouth as he does so he approaches you and takes my head with force to kiss you something gross.

(…)

His hand stops behind your neck and his kiss intensifies, his tongues move in a perfect dance as you cling to his face with your hands. They walk away agitated and open their eyes to see each other excited and ecstatic. You swallow with difficulty at the strange sensation that you feel around it. For you it is not uncommon to admit that it is not only sex, internally you clearly know that you love him and although you do not tell him your eyes always do and you know that he does not notice. This time however, your gaze is reflected in his eyes and your heart leaves your mouth momentarily just imagining that he could feel the same for you.

But he looks away from you and pushing you back cuts the connection you just had by letting you know that the fact will always live in your mind and that you will never hear “I love you” from you. You are only his toy, you are only to satisfy and obey him. That was the deal and nothing is going to change it. You are only sex to him.

Out of the corner of your eye you see him accommodate his member in his place to re-fasten his pants and belt. He starts the car silently and the radio turns on; the playlist you created for him from Spotify plays faintly from the “Queen-Good Old-Fashoned Lover Boy” speakers

He looks at you and you laugh. You had previously told him that listening to that song reminded you of him or made you think of him and you knew he remembered it when he looked at you with raised eyebrows.

“I’m not romantic,” he emphasizes seriously.

“I know.” Your smile dies on his gesture, but you try to sound stoic.

“You have to come with me to Asgard,” she blurts out.

- That? No, that’s not going to happen. Why would I go to Asgard?

Loki hits the gas and watches the road ahead, you wait impatiently.

—Thor told my mother that he had a girlfriend

- That!? - You try to process what makes you look down - well, it had to happen at some point - you whisper feeling the pressure in your chest - we have nothing, but I thought you were one of those who did not fall in love.

- What are you talking about? He asks confused, you look at him the same way.

“From your girlfriend” Loki stops under a red light

- Which girlfriend?

You roll your eyes.

“The one Thor is talking about” your chest heaves “so I guess this is a celebration and goodbye?” That’s why this exit, why your attitude - you look out the window trying to force your eyes not to get cloudy - now I understand.

“I’m sorry and / n” says breaking your soul, your eyes feel like they are about to throw a downpour, you try to force them away from her - but I think I’m in love with her.

Your eyes are closed, the tears fall without being able to avoid it anymore.

“W-how good,” you manage to say.

“The point is,” he adds, “she thinks I’m not, and I’m not used to feelings or relationships. All I know … she has taught me - you continue without seeing it - she’s so adorable, obedient.” And she has a body … and a mouth, oh by Odin’s beard that mouth …

You turn to see him now angry, you wipe your tears in front of him and Loki is laughing but when you see his smile he dies.

“Good for you, but I’m not interested in knowing what she is like or the things she does.” I think I’m going to get off - you pick up your wallet and open the door, you don’t expect me to follow you or stop at his stunned exclamation, you knock on the door when you close it and you start walking down the avenue, you’re not that far from your apartment.

You’re crying like an idiot and you hate yourself for it. You said you were never going to act this way in front of him. You didn’t do it even when he flirted with a woman in front of you, you always held back and pretended to slip. But for some reason you couldn’t keep hiding it anymore because he was hurting you and you just realized it. As stupid as it sounds, after so much.

As you walk suddenly, a hand pulls your arm roughly and when you turn your eyes meet Loki’s.

“Silly Midgardian,” she exclaims.

He leans down and takes your face to kiss you opening his mouth desperately sticking to you, you want to leave and you try to do it but as always you succumb to his charms, seconds later you manage to walk away.

“I don’t understand,” you whisper

- Who am I going to be in love with if he is not with you? - He looks down in embarrassment. He walks away and takes your hand - let’s go now, I booked a fucking dinner at an expensive restaurant and I’m not going to cancel it.

He starts pulling you while you’re in shock and very, very embarrassed.

“Loki …” you whisper, but he doesn’t say anything.

They get to the car and he opens the door for you. He waits for you to come in and circles the car. Once inside, he locks the doors as if making sure you never escape again and starts the engine again. The radio turns on and this time “The reason-Hoosbastank” plays Loki doesn’t look at you while he drives, you don’t know whether to laugh or cry, you need to hear it again to know it’s true.

- Do you … love me?

Loki squeezes the leather of the steering wheel between his hands and clenches his jaw a bit nervously.

- Didn’t you listen? I’m not going to repeat it again - he sentenced coldly. But you see him look at you askance and you smile because you know that he is afraid that you will try to leave again. You see him move one of his hands and with the magic that shoots between his fingers, he makes a bouquet of sunflowers appear that he drops on your legs - not that I forgot, but I was not sure what I was going to do. pass now.

You take them stunned, you love when he does magic… You love him.

“I love you,” you whisper ashamed

You stare at him and even though he turns his face so you don’t see him, you can know perfectly well that he is smiling. Definitely tonight is going to bring more of a surprise from the mischievous God of Asgard.

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[ancoraqui]

So I started a oneshot fanfic for some sad/emotional MCU things because I can't commit to writing a full story

Take a read and requests are open, just message💗

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[cosmics-corner]

Pleasseee someone write a oneshot about this image

loki going to h&m

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[saberstars]

Thigh High

Loki x Female Reader

Warnings: Fluff/Smut; Dressing reader up a bit, oral (fem receiving), biting, leaving minor marks/hickeys, squirting (not overly graphic), reader not liking her body, possessive Loki

Summary: Loki overhears how you find your body, specifically your thighs, repulsive. Therefore he makes it his mission to show you how much he adores them.

Word Count: 1795

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It’s been 2 years since you met the god of mischief. Despite his mischievous nature, you quickly fell for him, flaws & all. You knew he wasn’t entirely good, but he also wasn’t entirely bad. You were his secret though. His very special secret. No one knew you were with him, not even the avengers. Loki went to great lengths to keep you hidden from any & all prying eyes not just for your own personal safety, but also because you were his & his alone. Loki had made this extremely clear, going as far as to setting you up nicely in a very lavish home, with lavish clothes, food that was delivered every week discreetly, ect ect. Anything you wanted or needed you got it.

Sure it was a bit possessive, whether it be making men & women disappear before your eyes, though he ensured you they weren't harmed in the process. But you didn’t know if it was true, but you gave him the benefit of the doubt. He was on a probation of sorts upon returning to earth after Ragnorok with Thor & his people. Other ways he reminded you that you where his was by taking you in various ways, making sure to remind you who you belonged to, but you had learned to live with it. You loved him probably more than you loved yourself. In fact you had convinced yourself this was all out of love. Even if it was a bit strange & toxic. He was just new to all this you thought. He was learning something new from you everyday, slowly trying to convert himself into a better god for you.

On this particular day you sat alone in your home, staring at yourself in the mirror on the floor in your room. You had never liked your appearance despite Loki praising you as the most beautiful woman he had seen. You just didn’t see what he saw. Your eyes fell to your thighs, your least favorite part of your body. You couldn’t put your finger on what you disliked most about them. Maybe it was the freckles, the faint few stretch marks, or the way they pudged out when you sat.

You let out a sigh trying to distract yourself with anything else but your depressive episode pushed on, after a while you longed for Loki. Great now you were sad about that. A few tears skipped past your eyes due to the mix of emotions. You huffed, slapping your cheeks trying to get ahold of yourself before the god's appearance was in the mirror. You jumped with a shriek whipping your head around to see him hovering above you.

“L-Loki… when did you get here?” You asked meekly.

“Well, I had a few days of freedom, but that doesn’t matter. Why are you crying pet?” He inquired, tilting his head a bit trying to conceal his concern.

“I-it’s nothing. I just missed you.” She lied partly.

“Hm is that all? You could have called for me, or summoned me back.” Loki replied, raising a brow not believing that was the only reason. Many different types of reasons stewed in his head causing his Patients to thin fairly quickly.

“I… I just didn’t want to bother you over something so trivial.” You pushed trying to sound convincing. You knew it was in vain though. You could see his patient thinning & his concern growing. You sighed before patting the floor signaling to him that you wanted him to shit with you. He obliged of course with a huff. You leaned against him, taking in his scent, leaning your head on his shoulder.

“If you don’t tell me what’s wrong I’ll get up.” He threatened, patting your head, running his fingers through your hair afterwards .

“I just, sometimes I don’t love certain parts of myself. I don’t understand how you find those parts appealing if that makes sense. It’s stupid I know.” You admitted vaguely to the god. Waiting for a response from him.

Loki pursed his lips trying to figure out if you meant physical or personality traits. “What parts? Talk about it with me.”

“Body parts.” You said bluntly pulling away slightly, in which Loki wrapped his arm around you pulling you back.

“Which body parts?” He asked, staring you down. He was very adamant about trying to figure this out with you so he could prove to you that he genuinely meant what he said. You were utterly gorgeous to him. It was as if you were sculpted by the universe soley for him.

“My thighs… like I said it’s stupid Loki.” You sighed trying not to get emotional all over again.

“Really? Well I’d say those are your best physical attribute in my opinion.” He said with a smirk before rising to his feet pulling you up as well.

“Follow me darling. I’m going to prove it to you.” He said with a tad more Pride than you expected.

Loki led you into your walk-in closet making you stand on a podium in the middle as he sighed through your skirts. Finally settling on one that would accentuate your hips but also short enough to bring the perfect amount of attention to your flawless thighs. During his sifting he also found a rather gorgeous set of thigh highs that would hug them perfectly and it accented them skirt beautifully.

When he came back and stood before you with the garments you fidgeted unsure of his intentions.

“May I?” he said, gesturing to the new clothing in which you nodded yes.

“Alright then close your eyes so you don’t ruin the surprise.” He whispered, waiting for you to obey. He waved his hand in front of you a few times before slipping off your shorts slowly. The raven haired man swallowed hard as you stepped out of them, your white laced thong teasing him vigorously. He opened the skirt helping you step in pulling it up slowly. You could feel his heavy breath tickle your skin as he did so, sending goosebumps across your skin. After adjusting the waist Loki ready the thigh highs, pulling them up as well kissing top of them on each side after.

He rose standing behind you, placing his hands over yours eyes breathing down your neck. “Are you ready love?” He asked a bit excited.

You nodded again as he removed his hands & you opened your eyes. You didn’t see any difference unfortunately, yes the skirt was cute & the socks too. But you just didn’t see what he saw & Loki could tell. He furrowed his eyebrows a bit upset that you still weren’t convinced.

“Fine, then I’ll just worship you.” He simply said before grabbing your waist & tossing you over his shoulder. A shriek escaped your lips which he greeted with a soft slap to your ass. The soft sting immediately causing you to stifle any further noises. You knew this meant to hush up as it was one of his types of non verbal warnings.

Loki strode out the closet through the room dropping you on your bed.

“Now sit.” He said sternly before snapping his fingers. His outfit changed from his fine asgardian leather to a more casual refined look. A dark turtleneck & dress pants. He crawled onto the bed next to you tracing his fingers up your legs over your thighs. Eventually leaning down patting them slightly. Kissing the pudge that stuck out the top of the socks.

You covered your mouth as you watched from above watching him worship your thighs. Despite knowing his innocent intentions he started a fire inside you. Once that began to drench the thin fabric of your thong.

Loki continued eventually pushing your skirt up further, his innocent intentions becoming sullied as he caught whiff of your arousal.

“Mm it seems you’ve mistaken my intentions here.” He murmured in an attempt to restrain himself.

“You're gorgeous in every way, you’ve been sculpted perfectly. Your imperfections make you unique & beautiful. Let me worship you my love. Please let me show you how much I adore this part of you.” Loki spoke as he kissed your thighs. Occasionally nipping & sucking at them leaving his marks of love. He moaned like a hungry animal as he grew closer to your heat.

“I believe you Loki. I see it now. I’ll try to love myself more.” You whimpered, clenching the sheets beneath you as you wreathed. Loki immediately threw his forearm over your waist pinning it down.

“Shh it’s ok, let me take care of you.” He said as his icy eyes darkened with lust as he ripped the thin Lacey thing from your dripping cunt.

“Do I really affect you this much? Do you like being worshiped like a goddess darling? You must because you're absolutely dripping, like a whore for me.” He teased before running his tongue over your folds. The taste of your sweet arousal causing his cock to twitch within the confines of his pants.

“You do— fuck right there.” You cried back. Tears of pleasure brimming in your eyes.

“God you’re so sweet.” He mumbled into your cunt as he circled his tongue around your swollen bud. His other hand gripping your left thigh, almost hard enough to leave bruises. He moaned against your cunt the vibrations quickly pulling you towards your high. Your stomach tightened as your breaths became raged and uneven. Loki held you still as he tongue fucked your swollen pussy relentlessly, eagerly waiting for you to snap so he could drink your heavenly juices.

“P-please don’t stop! More please!” You pleaded blatantly screaming your prayers if released at him.

He listened to coarse groaning as he skillfully ate you. His silver tongue reached everything it was meant to and more.

You let out a choir of moans as your cure finally snapped your back arching as your hands gripped his hair tugging at it violently as you pushed your cunt further into his mouth so he could enjoy everything that you squirted out.

Loki groaned, grinding over your bed as he gulped everything he could before pulling away, staring up at your afterglow. He knew you were probably seeing white, therefore that meant you needed a few moments before he made an attempt to shelter his cock inside you.

“I think that’s the most you’ve given me pet.” Loki complimented as he inched closer to your face locking his lips with yours. Mixing your arousal into your shared kiss, his cock poking your leg hinting that he too needed release now. You giggled as you pulled away for a breath.

“Do I really affect you this much?” You teased using his previous words against him with a smirk waiting for the punishment that might have came from it with no regrets.

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[professorrw]

hii can you do a professor loki x reader smut !! where she is being a tease and he punishes her over his desk with degrading or teasing ? thank you !!! 💘💘

Pairing: female reader x Prof!Loki

Requested: Yes

Warnings: smut, 18+, oral (male receiving), unprotected sex, pet names (kitten, darling), age gap (reader in college, Loki is 40), some degrading, light edging, fingering, swearing, begging

A/N: Requests are open for one-shots, headcanons, imagines, and drabbles for My Hero Academia, Harry Potter, and Marvel! My taglist is open so if you’d like to be on that just tell me! Please like, comment, and reblog!

You were a broke student going to a prestigious college. Of course that school had the best professors. At least that’s what you had heard. But you weren’t prepared for one of your professors to be so hot. Compared to your other teachers he was one of the youngest at the ripe age of forty when you were in your senior year.

Everything about him just screamed sex appeal. You weren’t one to judge someone solely on appearances but damn, he was fine. He had a sexy British accent and dark black hair and the way he rolled his sleeves up showcased his arms in just the right way. It didn’t help your concentration when he wore those tight black khakis that squeezed against his ass.

To help pay for your college tuition you became a teachers’ assistant. You did a lot of work for Professor Laufeyson and soon something began to bud. At first it was just friendly banter but then it developed into more. By the end of the school year you and your professor had a secret relationship. It was easier to keep it a secret because you were a teachers’ assistant. You could go to his classroom after hours and no one would bat an eyelash.

Over the summer your romance really hit it off. By your senior year you two were still going strong. So strong in fact you would tease him during class. It was blistering hot one day, which gave you an excuse to wear a loose top and a skirt. When you leaned over your desk the top was just low enough that your cleavage would be on display.

When he was doing a lecture and caught sight of your chest his breath would catch and he would falter, then go straight back to teaching. After class though when you came back to drop off papers you knew what was going to happen.

You knocked on the door to his office and he called for you to come in. You stepped into the room which was only lit by the lamp next to him. The lamp shade casted his mahogany desk in an orange glow. His walls were lined with the same material of bookshelves, which were filled with a variety of books.

He was grading assignments but when he saw you he set his pen down and sat back in his chair. He took off his reading glasses and set them down on top of the paper he was previously looking at. He crossed one of his legs over the other and intertwined his fingers in his lap. His polished black shoes were bobbing up and down and tapping on the floor.

He gave you a sultry smile before he started talking. “You’re very naughty. I saw what you were doing earlier. Were you trying to tease me darling?”

“Maybe.”

He ‘tsked,’ “I think you’ll need to be punished. Don’t you agree?”

“I suppose I do.” You were looking forward to the so-called punishment. It wasn’t actually a punishment at all. He would bend you over his desk and fuck you until you couldn’t walk anymore. In your book that was a treat.

“Sassy little thing aren’t you? Well, you know how this goes,” he said. He picked up his stack of papers and put them in his seat which he had stood from. He set the books in a stack next to his desk and put the lamp on top of it. From the new position of the light it was harder to see than before. The light was still on the ceiling and the sides of the desk, but it wasn’t as bright as earlier.

You indeed knew how this went. You walked to his desk and bent over, plump ass sticking out just for him. He walked around his desk and placed a hand against your ass. He let out a low chuckle.

“No underwear darling? I hope you haven’t let other people see your tight little pussy.”

“I haven’t. It’s only for you,” you said.

“That’s what I like to hear.”

He rubbed and pinched your butt cheeks before he even went near your vagina. He slotted his hand between your legs and pushed your feet so they would be further apart. He ran his thumb along your folds before he put it inside you. You started moaning as he moved his thumb around inside you.

“Let me hear you kitten,” he purred.

You moaned more as he increased the intensity of his movements. He took his thumb out and added two other fingers. He curled and scissored and pumped them in and out, doing everything he knew would make you cum. You were gripping the edge of his desk and he was fingering you so intensely in a few minutes of his cooing and your moaning you were about to reach your orgasm.

“I’m- I’m about to cum.”

“Not yet kitten. You’ve been naughty.” He pulled his fingers completely out of you, making a whine come out of your lips.

“Being needy will only make your punishment worse. Do you want me to stop?” he asked.

He had built you up until you were seconds away from coming and then stopped. Of course you didn’t want him to stop. You wanted him to put his fingers or dick in your vagina or else you would finish yourself off.

“No. Please- Please fuck me. I’ll stop being naughty,” you begged.

“You like it when I fuck you?”

“Yes- Yes. Please-” you were cut off by something being pressed against your slit. He had unzipped his pants and lined himself up whilst you were talking.

You pushed the rest of his length in by the time he was fully in you were close to your orgasm again. He immediately started thrusting, fulfilling your need for him. He wasn’t going to go easy on you at all. He was already going fast when he started and he had to hold onto your shoulders for support. His balls were slapping against you at every thrust, filling the room with grunts, moans, and the sound of slapping.

Loki himself wasn’t the type to last rounds and if he really wanted he could cum quickly. He intended to cum right after you did so when you screamed out he knew it was time. Your cum spilled out and covered his dick, creating less friction.

Just moments later his seed squirted into you. After a few more slower thrusts he pulled out, cum dripping with his and your cum combined. You turned around slowly, trying not to aggravate your sensitive pussy. There in front of you was Loki, who hadn’t pulled his pants back up and had his dick just hanging out.

“Why don’t you make it up to me and clean this up?” He motioned to his cock and you eased yourself onto your knees. You licked and sucked on his dick until all the juices were cleaned off. When you were finished you stood back up and Loki pressed a kiss to your lips.

“Thank you kitten. Do you want to stay for a drink?”

You stayed for a few more hours and had a drink with your professor until you had to go back to your apartment for the night.

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I started a big new project that I'm very excited for. For now I'm keeping it top secret, but it has lead to me going through all of my past likes and reblogs. I want to be friends with all of these lovely beans in person, but I can't. So I will have to settle for interacting with them here.

I thought I would create this post to share some of those wonderful fanfiction writers. I know that there are definitely some that I have missed and I'm sorry. Reblog or comment and tag anyone you think I missed.

These are either the first fic of theirs that I fell in love with or one of my favorites from them. Some of these have 18+ content. I tried to mark those but please be mindful of checking any warnings when reading in case I missed any.

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Team Building

@imnotrevealingmyname

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@thesnowsoldierwrites

Tea?

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princess in training (18+)

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By Hook or By Crook series (18+)

@lokioneshots

Yours (18+)

@loving-bucky-is-easier

let me build your throne

@the-emo-asgardian

A Month to Remember: A Flufftober Series

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Leg Day (18+)

@youlightmeupfinn

drabble 2 cold steel

@gaitwae

Chocolates

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16- this one inspired Lokitty

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How to Win a Breakup

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A God Can Hold His Liquor (18+)

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Two Sides of a Coin (18+)

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A Moment of Calm

All of these wonderful writers (plus all of the ones I missed tagging) inspired me to take my silly brain ramblings and finally write them. I thank all of them for that. And hope that you will enjoy their writing as much as I do.

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Kinktober 2021

Below are my one-shots for Kinktober

Follow my one-shots blog: @lokioneshots

Send requests! Don't hold back <3

Pleasure

Pleasure Part 2

In Your Dreams

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[gingerwritess]

Omg I love hands too, can u imagine the reader just out of the blue straddling Loki (who was perfectly minding his own business on the couch reading) & the reader pulls the book from his hands and starts to just feel them. Kiss them. Even nibble them just a little. And our smol bean is just so confused but slowly closes his eyes and just enjoys the sensations. When the reader hears him sigh she looks up and he’s full blushing like ‘oh I actually liked the feeling of that’,real cozy vibe fic

i am aLIVE have this dumb little fluffy piece to tide you over, i have something up my sleeve that i’ll be posting about later but for now...enjoy fawning over loki’s hands

He’s deeply at peace right now, with the most serene softness to his face that you’ve seen in a long time.

Loki’s been needing some peace lately, between hyper kids and an equally hyper brother, plus patients and work and avenging and being a princely diplomat and a husband; yeah, he deserves to curl up with a good book.

But, his hands dare to exist. So graceful. Such long, pale fingers, turning the pages and clutching the cover, you want to hold them, but he’s caressing a book, not you.

What a shame it would be if someone were to interrupt.

You stride over to the couch, pluck the book out of his hands—careful not to lose his spot—and plop yourself down on his lap.

“I was reading that,” Loki halfheartedly protests, half a tired grin creeping over his face—he can’t say this isn’t preferred.

“Read me,” you mutter, already distracted by the hands settling on your thighs. “Give me your hands.”

The god quirks an eyebrow, but does as you say. Always, does as you say, as if he likes it, as if he’s proud to.

You hold his hands like he held the book. Just let them sit in your palms, occasionally running your thumbs along the curve of skin between his thumbs and forefingers.

They’re heavy.

Yet at the same time...perfectly light. At first they float, and Loki is confused, so you lean forward to press a soft kiss to his forehead and his hands fall the rest of the way into yours.

“What’s this about?”

“Appreciation.”

The left hand drops from your grip as you focus on the right, lifting it to eye level and squinting at it.

Holding perfectly still, he watches you trace the undersides of his fingers from the tip to the center of his palm, your touch ghostly and careful, sending a tingling shiver down his spine.

The minuscule jerk of his body under you makes you crack a smile, and you bring his palm to your lips.

“Tickles?”

Loki nods, his eyes fluttering closed.

“Sorry,” you whisper, and place a tiny kiss on each of his fingertips.

“Kids asleep?”

“Mhm.”

He hums right back deep in his throat, his free hand settling in the curve where your thigh meets your hip, his thumb brushing over your skin as you kiss his fingertips.

He’s gone completely limp and looks so difinitively delicious that you can’t help but take the tip of his middle finger between your teeth, watching him through your eyelashes when he cracks an eye open to stare at you.

“Careful—”

Sliding your fingers through his, you cut him off by catching his lips with yours.

That’s when he actually relaxes.

His eyes close and he groans against you, squeezing your hand tight as you stroke your fingers along his knuckles. You’re lifting the weight of a million stars from his chest with one brush of your lips, and you guide his hands to wrap around your neck as you pry your fingers from his so you can slide your palms over his chest, his shoulders, up his neck to lose themselves in his hair.

The smallest whimper leaves his throat.

“Hey,” you whisper, pulling away ever so slightly, forehead still resting against his. “Loki. You okay?”

“Tired,” he replies hoarsely. “So, so tired.”

He hasn’t been sleeping well, you’ve been able to tell, always tossing and turning beside you, trying to hold onto you and see if that will put him to sleep, but most of the time he ends up getting out of bed to go busy himself with anything he can. A book, a small task, writing, you, if you’re awake; any kind of distraction.

You nudge his cheek with your nose, slowly stroking your palm up and down the side of his neck. “Go to sleep, sweetheart. Right now, just fall asleep, I’m right here.”

His forehead drops to your curve of your neck. “Something’s changing,” he murmurs, fingers curling against your back. “It’s waking me. I don’t know what or when or what is has to do with us, but something...something significant is on the horizon.”

Moving slowly from his cheek to just under his eye, you trace your lips along the smooth skin there, placing a soft kiss on his brow. “Something good?”

“Maybe.” He twitches under you and shakily tries to land a kiss to your lips, but he misses and it lands on your chin instead. Breathing a quiet laugh, you take his face in your hands, thumb tracing once over his lips before you guide him into a proper kiss.

“We’ll make it good,” you whisper. “Whatever it is.”

Trailing soft kisses across his cheek and down his neck, you pick his left hand up again, lips moving to the inside of his wrist as he quietly groans.

“What kind of dark magic...”

“Affection, Loki.” A quick kiss to his wedding ring. “It’s called affection.”

He laughs, his fingers curling towards you. “I know. Can I—”

“No.”

You push him back against the couch with a firm kiss to his forehead, not letting go of his hand when he tries to flip the tables on you.

“Unbelievable,” he grunts. His eyes flutter closed and he smiles. “You’re such a pain.”

“Mhm.”

You kiss his wedding ring again, ghosting kisses along his ring finger and down to his palm and back up to twirl his ring around his finger. It’s still one of your favourite things you’ve ever given him—aside from two children, I suppose.

A thin golden serpent wraps itself around his left ring finger, a snake with two tiny emerald eyes, biting it’s tail to bind him as yours.

When you lift your gaze, he’s staring at it.

“You okay, honey?”

He smiles, twists his hand suddenly to grab your wrist and yank you against him, and locks an arm around your neck as you let out a yelp.

“Always,” he whispers, and kisses your giggling lips. “Always, no matter what.”

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