#tom hiddleston x gender neutral reader

[tomhiddlestonfanfic]

It’s Alright

TITLE: It’s Alright CHAPTER NUMBER/ONE SHOT: One shot WHICH TOM CHARACTER: Actor Tom PAIRING: Tom Hiddleston/Gender Neutral Reader GENRE: Hurt/Comfort, Platonic AUTHOR’S NOTE: I’m so sorry that it’s been so long since I last updated. To be honest, I am struggling right now with... life (mental health, economy, studies). I know that a lot of people struggle, and help and emotional support can be so hard to find. I received a beautiful request from a very brave person some time ago, and it really moved me and inspired me to write ‘It’s Alright’. REQUEST: The reader has recently started socialising again after a year of struggling with severe depression episodes, and is trying to get back to life. Tom has invited the reader to an event. When they (the reader) arrive, they are overcome by emotions that they have tried to keep to themselves for so long. Tom takes notice of this and comforts the reader. DEDICATION: I dedicate this to my dear friend who requested this story and to all those who are struggling. In my eyes, you’re true heroes and I’m proud of you. I keep my fingers crossed that it’s going to be alright for all of you. If you’re struggling and don’t feel like you have anyone to turn to for support: please, feel free to write me a PM (or is it called DM?) and I’ll try my hardest to support you to the best of my ability. You are valuable! Your life is valuable! You matter!

BANNER CREDIT: Prislaa    

TAGLIST: @waddlenut @sleutherclaw @twhiddlestonsstuff  

It’s Alright

A wave of panic washed over you as you found yourself amidst a sea of people. Surrounded by happy faces, all completely clueless to the struggle you were going through. The agony you were suffering. No one seemed to take notice of you. Except for him. Tom. He had watched you from a distance. Excited to greet you, he had made his way through the crowd of people towards you. Just as you were about to break, his strong arms wrapped around you. Shielding you from the overwhelming experience of being surrounded by people.

With an arm protectively wrapped around your shoulders, Tom led you through the crowd and into an unpeopled area past the wardrobe where you had turned in your coat earlier.

“[Your name]. Hi,” Tom greeted you quietly and his blue eyes were so tender as he looked at you. The area you found yourself in was dimly lit and around a corner from the entrance, so you were out of view from the guests arriving at or leaving the event that had gone on for hours. “I’m so glad you came. I know it can’t have been easy for you,” Tom validated.

“Thank you, Tom,” you mumbled. “And thank you for inviting me,” you added appreciatively. “Most of my friends have given up on even asking me to come with them to things like this. I know it’s my own fault, since I’ve declined so many times, but it just felt so nice to be included for once. I really want to start living again, not just staying alive.”

“I’m so glad to hear that, [your name],” Tom replied and smiled warmly at you. “I’m so proud of you for coming here tonight.”

You smiled embarrassedly. He was proud of you.

“It’s a bit ridiculous, isn’t it?” you asked him self-consciously.

“What is?” he wondered.

“The fact that I am getting out and doing things normal people do makes you feel proud of me,” you explained and smiled sadly. “It’s a bit sad, isn’t it? Pathetic, even.”

“There’s nothing pathetic about what you have been through,” Tom objected. “It really isn’t,” he insisted. “Please, look at me.”

You looked up at him and your eyes met. His eyes were deep blue like an ocean, holding the same sense of depth and mysteriousness. You knew from the way he looked at you that he was thinking about something, but as usual you could never quite figure out what was going inside that wonderful mind of his.

“Sometimes in life you get to a point where it’s no longer about living well and making the best of it. Sometimes in life, it’s just about surviving… about staying alive, like you said yourself. It becomes a matter of just getting through another day, even though every cell in your body is fighting you and telling you it’s just not worth it,” Tom said earnestly. “You’ve just fought a war against yourself, getting yourself through each and every day. Just because the war inside of you is invisible to the world, doesn’t make it any less real. I see you, [your name], and I admire you. You’re brave and you’re strong, and all those people here have no idea what a hero you truly are. But I know, and that’s what makes me feel so proud of you.”

“Tom, I…” You had no idea how to respond to his insightful and kind words. “I…” you uttered, but couldn’t bring yourself to say any more. You turned your back to him in order to hide your tears. You had a habit of keeping your tears to yourself, since you didn’t want to be perceived as weak. You were used to forcing a smile and keeping up an act to make it seem as though you were in fact doing better than you really were. But this time, all that sadness that you had been carrying around for so long, finally broke through those restraints you had carefully put in place and secured.

You buried your face in your hands as the tears ran heedlessly down your face. Tom wrapped his arms around you from behind and held you tight.

“It’s alright,” he assured you and you began to sob so much that your chest hurt. You were hurting so bad and had been in pain for so long that you no longer remembered what it was like to feel like you were doing okay.

As you cried your heart out, your legs gave in and Tom sat down on the carpeted floor with you, still embracing you from behind. You relaxed your shoulders and leaned back against his chest. The warmth of his body against your back, his strong arms wrapped over your chest and his fingers gently caressing your upper arms made you feel like you had finally reached your safe haven.

The tears, the crying and the pain all came out in waves. At first fiercely like a storm at sea, but eventually the intensity of it all began to die down. You felt completely drained of energy and let out a deep sigh.

“I’m sorry, I-” you began trying to explain, but Tom just hushed you.

“It’s alright,” he assured you. “Just relax and rest for a bit. I’m right here with you.”

You smiled and sighed with content as you felt more relaxed and at ease than you had in a long time. You shut your tired eyes and peacefully drifted off to sleep in Tom’s arms. For the first time in a long time, you felt like things were actually going to be alright.

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[flightlessangelwings]

Ktober 2023 Day 17- Praise Kink

Loki x gn!reader

Word count- 1.1k

Warnings- s.mut (18+ ONLY!), body worship, oral, multiple orgasms, established relationship, no use of y/n

Notes- I purposefully wrote this with a gender neutral reader cause Loki does not limit himself to any one gender! And who wouldn't want to feel praise by him?! And I will forever use "lovely" as Loki's petname for reader after meeting Tom Hiddleston at a con years ago and that's what he called me!! Prompt list made by me! Enjoy!

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“Oh my lovely,” Loki purred, “You look exquisite like this.”

Loki had you stripped nude and spread out on your back as he ravished your body with praise and kisses and touches. His eyes were blown black with lust as he couldn’t get enough of you. You were an insatiable craving, but he would spend every day working to satisfy. It was a challenge that Loki was more than up to.

“Loki,” you moaned as you surrendered yourself to him completely. 

“Darling,” he kissed his way down your chest, “Your sounds are music to my ears,” Loki paused when he reached between your legs, “Now let me hear you.”

You cried out as Loki dove in, licking and sucking and nibbling every inch of you. Tears formed in your eyes as your mind swam in pleasure under his tongue. He found every spot that drove you wild, and he knew how to play you.

“Divine,” Loki murmured as he broke away, “Your taste is that of the nectar of the gods.”

That made you giggle, “Stop it,” you said playfully.

“I speak the truth, my lovely,” his tone turned sincere, “I could spend hours here savoring the taste of you.”

You whimpered as he dipped his head down once more and ran his tongue along every sensitive corner of your body. Your legs trembled as he hit the perfect spot and you cried out loudly. “Fuck! Loki!”

“That’s it darling,” he cooed, “Let go. Let me hear you scream,” he kissed your skin, “I’ll be here to catch you.”

Tears fell from the corners of your eyes as your climax hit like a volcano. You screamed his name as you came hard and you clutched the sheets for dear life as he worked you through your climax. Your entire body shook as wave after wave of pleasure crashed into you thanks to Loki’s excerpt tongue.

You gasped when he finally broke away from you, leaving you a heaving and panting mess, “Shit, Loki,” you breathed, “I’ll never get used to how good you are with your tongue,” you quipped.

That made Loki laugh softly, “And I…” he pushed himself forward to kiss your chest, “Will never tire of how lovely you are when you fall apart for me like that.”

Loki wrapped his lips around your nipple, flicking his tongue and sucking hard. You buried your hand in his hair as you arched your back and cried out in pleasure. His cold, soft hands kneaded your chest as he grazed his teeth across your nipple.

“Lovely,” he hummed as he kissed his way across your chest and gave the other nipple the same treatment.

“Fuck!” you moaned as you squirmed underneath him.

“That’s it, my darling.” Loki trailed his fingers down your chest until he reached your crotch once more, and as he swirled his tongue around your nipple, he pushed two fingers inside, “Fuck…” he echoed you as he pumped his fingers in and out.

“Loki… Ahhh…”

“Come on, lovely,” Loki cooed, “You can give me another one. I know you can.”

“Oh shit,” you tugged at his hair, eliciting a low growl from deep in Loki’s chest.

Wet sounds filled the room as Loki’s fingers thrust into you over and over and over again, hitting that sweet spot deep inside you. As he whispered incoherent praises against your skin, your second orgasm hit, and it was just as hard as the first. Your juices plashed between your bodies as Loki pulled every ounce of your climax from your body as he could until you let out a low whine.

Carefully, he pulled his fingers out of you and kissed his way up your body, up your neck to your face, “Are you alright, my lovely?” he whispered as he kissed your temple.

“Yes,” you breathed, blinking your eyes open to meet his gaze. Your heart fluttered in your chest at the look of admiration Loki gave you, and even though you’d cum twice already, you felt like you were about to again just from the way he looked at you.

Without another word, Loki leaned in and kissed you deeply, his tongue tangling with yours immediately. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders as you pulled him closer, and Loki ran his hands up and down your sides, caressing your body tenderly. He moaned into you as he rutted himself against your body, and you sighed into his lips when you felt how rock hard his cock was.

“Darling…”

“Yes,” you interrupted, knowing exactly what he was going to ask, “Please Loki. I want you… I need you.”

He pulled back and cupped your face, “Not as much as I need you, my lovely.”

The admission caught you both off guard, and for a moment you stared at each other wide-eyed. But, Loki recovered and launched himself in and kissed you deeply once more. This kiss was more heated, more passionate, more desperate, and you held him close as he positioned himself at your entrance.

“Are you ready, my dear?” he asked in a low tone.

“I am,” you whispered back in a soft but confident tone.

Loki groaned as he pushed himself into you, causing both of you to gasp. Neither of you let go of the other as he rocked back and forth, thrusting his cock into you over and over again as your legs framed his body on either side.

“Darling… You’re incredible,” Loki stammered as he thrust into you faster, “So beautiful... So lovely.”

“Loki,” you moaned, “Feels so good,” you murmured.

Suddenly, you gasped as Loki hit that sweet spot inside you once more. He paused for a moment, watching your face in astonishment, before he pounded into you with fervor. More intolerant praise flowed from his lips as he felt his own climax quickly approach.

“Cum with me, my lovely,” Loki purred as he gritted his teeth.

Both your climaxes hit simultaneously, and you wrapped yourselves up in each other as you rode out your peaks together. Tears filled both your eyes between the pleasure and the emotions until either of you had any more to give, and Loki collapsed down on top of you with a grunt. Heavy breaths filled the room as neither of you wanted to move, and your hands stroked each other’s skin wherever you could both reach. Loki placed a series of light kisses on your chest as you let out a soft laugh.

“What is it, darling?”

“That,” you breathed, “Was amazing.”

Loki hummed in satisfaction, “That is was, my lovely,” he picked himself up to place a tender kiss on your lips, “That it was.”

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[jiyascepter]

Embracing Radiance

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Pairing: Loki x gn! reader

Words: 1.1k +

Warning/Content: slight angst but mostly fluff, insecure reader, the reader undresses in front of Loki (but nothing really explicit activity happening), established relationship, no use of y/n | lmk if there is more

Synopsis: Loki becomes a source of strength and love for the reader who faces body-shaming at work. Through tender affirmations and intimate kisses, Loki proves that beauty is all about embracing their unique radiance.

A/N: Sooooo my first ever fanfiction! Please note that english isn't my first language so there is a possibility of some errors. Hope you all like this!

The evening sun cast a warm glow across the city, painting the buildings in hues of orange and pink. As the day came to a close, Loki lounged in the living room of the apartment he shared with you, awaiting your return. The door creaked open, and he looked up to see you enter, a weariness etched across your face.

"Darling, you're home," Loki greeted, rising from his seat with a gentle smile. He could sense something was amiss as he observed the way you carried yourself. Your shoulders slumped, and your eyes, once filled with spark, now seemed clouded with a burden. You offered a weak smile in return, kicking off your shoes and making your way towards the living room. Loki walked over to you, concern evident in his emerald eyes. "What troubles you, my love? You don't seem okay."

You sighed, a heavy exhale escaping your lips as you sank into the plush couch. Loki took a seat beside you, his eyes never leaving yours. "It's just been one of those days, Loki," you confessed, avoiding his gaze. Loki tilted his head, his curiosity piqued. "Tell me, my sweet, what has transpired to cast this shadow upon your radiant countenance?"

You hesitated for a moment before deciding to confide in him. "I overheard some hurtful comments at work today. People were talking about my body, making me feel like I'm not good enough, like I should change the way I look."

Loki's expression shifted from curiosity to indignation. "They dare to criticize you? By the Nine Realms, such insolence!" He wrapped an arm around you, pulling you into a comforting embrace, placing a comforting kiss on your forehead. "You are perfect just the way you are, and anyone who says otherwise knows not the true essence of beauty." You nestled into his embrace, finding solace in his words. "I know I shouldn't let their words affect me, but it's hard, Loki. It's hard not to internalize their negativity."

Loki lifted your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze. "Listen to me, my love. Their words hold no weight. You are exquisite, a marvel crafted by the gods themselves. Your spirit, your mind, and yes, your body—all are divine. Do not let the shallow opinions of mortals lose your perception of self."

A small smile played on your lips, appreciating Loki's unwavering support. "Thank you, Loki. Your words mean more to me than you can imagine." Loki's eyes softened as he leaned in, capturing your lips in a tender kiss. "You are my heart, and I will not allow anyone to dim your light. Now, let me show you just how breathtaking you are."

With that, Loki stood, offering his hand to lead you to the bedroom. Intrigued by his proposal, you followed him, the warmth of his hand comforting. As you entered the dimly lit room, candles flickered, casting a soft glow that danced upon the walls.

Loki turned to you, his gaze filled with an intensity that sent shivers down your spine. "Undress for me, my love, and let me unveil the beauty that is rightfully mine to adore."

A hint of blush colored your cheeks, but there was a magnetic pull in Loki's gaze that made you feel desired rather than self-conscious. You slowly removed your clothes, each garment falling away as Loki watched with a hunger that wasn't merely physical but emotional—a yearning to connect with the vulnerability you shared.

Once you stood before him, exposed in more ways than one, Loki's eyes roamed your form, appreciating every curve and contour. He stepped closer, tracing his fingers delicately along the lines of your body.

"You are a masterpiece." he whispered, his breath sending shivers across your skin. "From the curve of your neck to the gentle slope of your shoulders, every inch of you is a testament to the divine artistry of creation."

Loki dropped to his knees, his lips pressing a soft kiss to the top of your foot. "This, my love, is a symbol of your journey—the paths you've walked and the steps you've taken. It is beautiful."

He continued his trail of kisses, looking up from time to time stealing glances of your reaction, moving upwards with each gentle caress. "Your knees, strong and resilient, have carried you through the storms of life. They are a testament to your strength."

His lips lingered on your thighs, and he spoke with reverence, "These, the canvas upon which life's tales are written. Every scar, every mark, tells a story of battles fought and victories won. They are a testament to your courage."

Loki stood, his eyes locking onto yours. "Your hips, a gateway to passion and pleasure. They are a celebration of desire and a testament to the allure that lies within you."

He circled his arms around your waist, pulling you close. A shiver runs across your body as his cold fingertips touch you. "Your abdomen, the core of your being. It houses the fire that fuels your spirit."

Loki pressed a gentle kiss to your collarbone. "Your chest, the home to your heart. It beats with a rhythm that is uniquely yours, and it is a testament to the love that defines you."

He looked deep into your eyes, his voice softening. "Your arms, the embodiment of your embrace. They offer comfort, strength, and support. They are a testament to the love you share."

Loki brought his lips to yours in a passionate kiss, the intensity of his emotions conveyed through the connection of your mouths. "And your lips, my love, are the seal of our love—a testament to the union of our souls."

As he spoke, Loki's words became a soothing balm, healing the wounds inflicted by the world outside. With each kiss, he unraveled the layers of insecurity, leaving behind a trail of affirmation and adoration.

"You are magnificent." Loki says, his eyes locking onto yours. "Do not let the opinions of others taint the truth of your worth. You are a celestial being, and in my eyes, you will forever shine for me."

Loki's words and soft kisses ended you flustered, and your body as always, asking for more. It was an intoxicating blend of mischief in his eyes along with his tender touch. The weight that had burdened your spirit began to lift, replaced by a newfound sense of confidence and self-love. Loki's words had the power to transform, to elevate, and you found yourself grateful for the depth of his understanding and the sincerity of his love.

In the arms of Loki, you found not just a lover but a partner who saw beyond the surface and cherished the essence of who you truly were—a radiant soul worthy of love and admiration.

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[imagines-random]

Lover

Pairings/Characters: Loki x reader

Summary: Loki and you are decorating for the first time your house for Christmas

Warnings: none! (Maybe bad writing and grammar lol. English isn’t my first language!)

Song: Lover by Taylor Swift

A/n: tried my best! Thank you for reading <3

Christmas.

A magical time of the year for everyone.

Sadly not for Loki. Not that he doesn’t like Christmas, in fact he seemed to love the idea of it. He has just never experienced it.

You were in your shared apartment. He was there with you. Making your heart flutter every time you looked at him. He has such a pretty smile.

“We could leave the Christmas lights up 'til January” You look at him while putting the lights on the Christmas tree.

He looks at you smiling “The whole month?”

“Yes, if you’d like that we could and this is our place, we make the rules” you answer him still struggling with the Christmas lights.

He chuckles clearly enjoying watching you struggle. He comes behind you

“Do you need any help darling?”

“No I got this” you in fact don’t got this. Still struggling you turn your head to look at him.

He’s so breathtaking

And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you dear

“I actually might need help” you smile at him.

“Consider it done my love.” He flicks his hand and the lights are perfectly aligned on the tree.

Have I known you 20 seconds or 20 years?

“You could have done that all this time? And you let me struggle?” You act mad. But how can you be mad at him. You can’t, he’s too perfect.

Can I go where you go?

He wrapped his hands around you. He chuckled.

How can someone be so beautiful?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?

“What are you thinking about my love?” he whispered in your ear.

And ah, take me out, and take me home

“About the beautiful god that’s standing in front of me.” I smile as I wrap my hands around his neck.

You're my, my, my, my

Lover

“Do you want to celebrate Christmas with the team here? We can invite them. A change for this year” I say as I look around our house.

Our. It’s our house.

“Oh I wouldn’t mind darling. But isn’t our apartment a bit far from Starks tower?”

“We could let our friends crash in the living room. This is our place, we make the call.”

He laughs. Fuck he’s so pretty. He’s breathtaking even.

And I'm highly suspicious that everyone who sees you wants you

“Would you mind sharing what your pretty little head is thinking my love?” He chuckles

He chuckles.

You smile at him.

“I've loved you three summers now, honey, but I want 'em all” caressing his face.

“All?”

“Can I go where you go?”

“My love…” he’s smiling.

“Can we always be this close forever and ever?”

And ah, take me out, and take me home

“forever and ever?” He chuckles.

Even when he laughs he’s driving you crazy.

You're my, my, my, my

Lover

“Yes” you say while he kisses you cheek

“My darling love. I want to be with you for all my existence.”

Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand?

With every guitar string scar on my hand

Blushing. You are fucking blushing. Like a teenager.

I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover

“The question is my darling. Do you want to spend all of your existence with me?”

My heart's been borrowed and yours has been blue

“I do. All's well that ends well to end up with you”

“That’s the only answer I accept” he smiles.

Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover

“Except if you have something else in mind” he winks at you. That mischief.

And you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me

You hit him playfully on the shoulder.

“Is that all you think about?” You act mad. Trying to hide your stupid smile.

And at every table, I'll save you a seat, lover

“No. You are all I think about” he says as he leans in and kisses you.

Melting in the kiss the only thing you can think of is How can you love someone so much.

Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?

And ah, take me out, and take me home (forever and ever)

You're my, my, my, my

Oh, you're my, my, my, my

Darling, you're my, my, my, my

Lover

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[lokisninerealms]

Memories to Bake

Synopsis: Loki never used to celebrate his birthday until you came along to give him new experiences.

Category / Pairing: Fluff overload; Loki x GN!Reader

Warnings: Absolutely none since this is just pure fluff

A/N: fluffy loki bc he’s fricking adorable

MASTERLIST

Still remembering the conversation you had with him. Here you were in the kitchen of the Avengers compound, flour covering the whole counter as you whisked the cake batter filled bowl. Various ingredients like eggs, butter, and vanilla extract spread out as well.

“So you’ve never had a birthday party? Birthday cake? None of that?” You asked, confused when the God told you that he’s never celebrated his birthday before.

He shrugged, nonchalantly, “Why would we need to? Asgardian life span is prolonged compared to what you mortals live.” Eyes still focusing on his latest novel.

You still couldn’t shake away the thought of Loki never properly celebrating his birthday. Over 1,000 years old and the man has never indulged in birthday cake. Pouring the batter into the circle pan then tucking it into the oven while setting the timer.

Loki always exclaimed how Midgardian life is a lot different than his life in Asgard. Telling you many stories about how his mother, Frigga, would teach him magic tricks. Sometimes using it to his advantage to pull pranks on people such as his brother, Thor and Lady Sif.

He also described how beautiful the gardens were, an arrange of aster, lavender and forget-me-nots that covered the palace. Asgards sunlight and warm weather nurturing the buds as they bloomed.

Whenever you talked to him, he grew more intrigued by Earth and the ways of its people. Seeing a vast difference in how both realms functioned.

“You mortals and your hobbies are absolutely ridiculous,” Loki grumbled. Rolling his eyes as he laced up his skates, the brown fading from the wear from over the years. 

You decided to take Loki roller skating, much to his objection. Seeing as the God has never had an ounce of real fun in Asgard. “Oh. Stop being such a stick in the mud, it’ll be so much fun!” You exclaimed, ecstatically.

He huffed, wishing that he was cozied up on the couch with a new novel than here. “I’m not a stick in the mud, I just don’t see how anyone can see going in circles on wheels as fun,” he remarked. Standing up only to stumble and catch himself on the rail beside you.

You pulled him up, watching as he continued to grumble under his breathe as he slowly skated beside you. Still holding the rail as you teased him, “See you got it. Now just keep-“

Loki zipped past you, causing you to fall from the sudden act as he smirked at you while gracefully skating around the rink. Gapping at him, you couldn’t speak as he offered you a hand to help you up.

“You were saying love?,” he joked. “I can’t believe you just did that! Why didn’t you tell me you know how to skate,” dusting yourself off as you started to skate next to him.

Shrugging, he said, “I just wanted to see how you would react, which might I add, was hysterical.” Smacking his chest, you couldn’t help but laugh with him.

Smiling at the memory, you heard the timer go off as you grabbed oven gloves. The sweet smell of vanilla filling your nose as you pulled the cake out. Placing it on a stand to cool off before decorating.

“Just watch it please, I promise you’ll enjoy it.” You convinced Loki to watch TV with you. He glanced up at you, seeing how desperate you truly were to expose him to the moving pictures on the screen.

Glancing back down at his book before closing it to set beside him. “Fine,” he mumbled as he leaned back in the sofa. You squealed, picking up the remote before pressing play on the movie.

The scenes of Top Gun played on the screen as you ooed and awed. Hearing Loki join you as well at the fighter jet planes and volleyball tournament beside you. Every now and then you would glance over at him, seeing his blue eyes light up from wonder.

You knew Loki would be home any moment. Scrambling to find the icing, you grasped the green and yellow in your hand. Spreading the white all over the base to create a smooth surface for you to work with.

Using the green icing to spell out ‘Happy Birthday Loki!’ while twisting your wrist to swirl yellow designs. Twirling the cake in your hands, you inspected it before giving it your own approval.

“And what do we have hear,” the familiar voice behind you breaking your concentration. “What the fuck Loki?!” Placing the cake down before turning around to yell at the birthday boy, himself.

He laughed, finding your temper absolutely adorable. “Sorry love, I didn’t mean to frighten you.” The mischievous glint in his eyes told you otherwise.

You shook your head, “Don’t scare me like that. Especially with a cake, your cake, in my hands.” Lecturing him as he moved behind you to get a closer look at the dessert, his brows furrowing.

“You made me a cake?,” he whispered. His eyes softening as you moved, watching as Loki read the cake. A smiling forming onto his lips before looking at you.

Placing a hand on his arm, you grinned, “Of course, you said you’ve never had cake before so I figured we cross something else for you to try.”

Wrapping his arms around you, he engulfed you in a hug. Still feeling like a kid on Christmas as he looked at his cake.

Taking a fork in his hand, Loki went to cut a piece for himself. “Wait. I still have to cut a piece for both of us,” you said. Looking for a knife as Loki conjured the drawer closed with his magic, “Hey! you almost cut off-“

He placed the fork in your mouth, cutting you off mid-sentence as you tasted the sweet vanilla of the baked good. You hummed, Loki watching you intently as you grabbed your own fork to give him his own piece of cake.

Loki hummed, the delicious taste of vanilla hitting his tongue as he nodded his head. “You are quite the master mind, darling. Delicious and savoring like you,” he purred.

Blushing at his comment, you continued to devour the treat as you both fed each other. Loki’s eyes filling with so much happiness as he stood in the comfort and company of his love.

“Happy Birthday, my love, here’s to many, many more birthdays to come.”

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[imagines-to-quench-thirst]

Flower, My Flower

→SUMMARY: The long-awaited prequel of Loki, My Loki where Loki and Y/N share a final moment before deciding what to do for their relationship

→PAIRING: Loki x gn!reader

→WARNING: break up, angst if you can count that as warnings, some typos, Frigga is here??

→NOTES: It is longer than I thought I would write, but I really got into it.

The night quickly shrouded the living room in darkness as the night was exceptionally long this time. For they were looking as a small portal opened behind them. Swift on their feet, Frigga enters, her pale purple robe sweeping the dust on the hardwood floor.

'Frigga.' Y/N said, their voice miniature at the goddess standing before them. 'I was expecting-' 'Loki. I know, and that is why I am here before him.' 'Is he okay?'

Frigga remained quiet while she sat on the nearest sofa, crossing her arms on her knees. 'He is fine. Odin and I made the decision...'

Y/N knew what she meant. Loki was describing each time they were alone. The next King. Loki being burdened with the glorious purpose he carried on his shoulder. Frigga sat down with an uneasy motion looking at the human who stole his son's heart with no knowledge of how much they took.

'Loki is about to be King. And I desired to talk to you about it.'

'I know Loki explained all about the coronation. The house is starting to feel crowded.' Y/N laughed awkwardly  

The evidence was clear. Frigga saw the ancient books stacked on a table with Loki's most unlikely, unquestionably invention, bringing all of his study material into his home. She could feel his scent as if he was here, but beats before her, she could see Loki's helmet shining in the bedroom, even when shrouded in the night light. Looking back at her ring-decorated fingers, the All-Mother speaks, 'The problem lies with-'

'Me.' Y/N spoke with a subdued undertone with a harsh tone. Frigga exhaled heavily 

'Yes. Mortality is-'

'I know, I, Uhm, always knew it would be.' Y/N halted to take a deep inhale, her voice starting to show cracks. 

'I just didn't think it would ever end.' Her eyes glazed with a shine of vulnerability that Frigga knew all too well. Sometimes, she saw when Thor broke up with Jane, inevitable heartbreak.

'Does Loki know?' Y/N asked, looking at the floor.

'No...he does not. I wanted to talk with him about it, but unfortunately, he is too involved in everything and would not comprehend if I said it. Therefore...'

'I should break his heart…' she asked with uncertainty dripping out her mouth.

'Yes.' The answer turned the uncertainty into realization. She had to do the thing she swore to Loki under the starry skies that she would never do.

'I don't think I can do that.' Y/N spoke words brokenly, their hands gripping the shirt on them, clutching for dear life. The gaze falls flat, reminiscing instantly with all memories with Loki. His first carnival, Y/N's first ball in Asgard, Loki's first dinner experience at 3 am, Y/N's first Asgadrain botanical garden walk accompanied by private orchestral music as they walked around... The memories rang throughout Y/N's head, cementing themself and inflating her decision more,and more,and more...

'I really can not... I love him.' looking at Frigga, Y/N saw the crooked smile and held back tears in All-Mother.

'This is for the better, darling. You will age, and he will remain the same.'

'But why can't I be with him until I end?!' Y/N voice raises, the room tensing 

Frigga stepped closer, placing a comforting hand on Y/N's shoulder, explaining loudly enough for Y/N to look at her. 'Because for Loki to become a King, he has to marry a royal of eternal blood.' 

Y/N comprehended there was no way for them to be together, no way to change Frigga's mind, no possibility for them to run away as it would all deteriorate Loki from his rightful path. 

'We-we love each other.'

'Everyone gave up on love in their lifetime for a greater purpose.' 

'Mother...What are you doing here?' Loki's voice rang through the room, alarming both Y/N and Frigga. Loki sees Y/N teary eyes and Frigga's fallen smile. Striding towards Y/N, he hugs them, bringing them close to his heart. The comforting action before would make Y/N smile but now, feeling as if this would be the last one Y/N shattered, sobbing into his chest.

'Why did you tell her?!' Loki snapped at his mother.

'She had to know. It needs to be done.' Frigga trekked back, waving her hand up, disappearing, and leaving them alone. 

Y/N pulls back, whispering, 'Your mom is right. We could never be together.'

Loki replied wholeheartedly, 'She doesn't comprehend our love. We have an agreement.'

Y/N whimpers glimpsing into his blue pleading eyes. 'What does our plan mean if we cannot be together... I want to marry you, Loki,I really do. But before you met me, you wanted to be a King. You can do so much more as King of all the nine realms. I carry no power of any kind, and I can't offer you much.'

'That is utter nosnense, Y/N!' Loki spoke with his harsh commanding voice as his hands caressed and soothed Y/N's back. 'No one in all the nine realms could give me the support and love you have given me. I want to be King, but...I want to be yours as well, and it extinguishes me that I have to choose. I want to be the King and offer you a life of no hardships, no pain, and no sad tears. I want to offer you the whole universe.'

Pulling away, Y/N sniffles, 'I want to see you on the throne. I want to see you fulfill your dream that you told me so much and long about during our nights together. I want to make sure that you are happy with someone of eternal blood and continue your life-'

'-Y/N?! What are you saying??'

'I have never met someone who loved me with every single breath in their soul like you did, Loki. I will never forget you.' Y/N's body is giving out the strength to stand, falling short. Loki also kneels, cupping her face, his thumb landing on her trembling lips. 

Loki knew. That all the moments he had with Y/N are coming to a standstill. His actions and powers died down watching his love and reason he lived carrying their soul out. He had to say something for both of them to give them hope this time.

'Y/N! This is not the end! Wait for me, please. I will never marry or love anyone else but you. You are my eternal love. I will find a way.'

I will find a way.

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[sabine-leo]

You: *randomly looking up with a frown*

"So, do right people with wrong timing ever get a second try?"

Tony: *watching you confused*

"Huh?"

Loki: *leaning forward, winking*

"Do you want me to come back in pet?"

Tony: *flabbergasted*

"Are you coming on to Y/N?"

Loki: "Well, obviously me beeing brought in in handcuffs was not the ideal way to meet ones destined soulmate..."

Tony: ... *shrugs in agreement"

Loki: *smiling flirtatious*

"So....?"

You: *blushing*

"Yes please!"

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[vbecker10]

Tag Lists!!

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[eatmyscepter]

Is that not enough?

pairing: loki x gn!reader

tags/warnings: angst, hurt/no comfort, hurt reader, reader is basically wanda in this scenario

words: 1,302

summary: after loki died fighting thanos, you became obsessed with bringing him back.

also on ao3!

You screamed so loud, you were sure that your throat was injured. You could even taste the salty tears running down your face. It was an overload of sensations. The strongest however, was agony.

Watching your partner get brutally murdered is a pain that no one can even imagine, until they experience it. And now that you have, you can’t stop imagining it. It’s all that plays in your head.

Sure, you lost a few of the other Avengers, the people you somewhat called a family. But they died as heroes. People will mourn them. Make memorials for them. Thank them for saving the world. And Loki? No one even acknowledges his sacrifice. Not even the remaining Avengers.

That is what made the pain worse for you. You were the only one mourning the loss of the tricker god. Even Thor seemed to forget.

So, you did what any mourning partner would do, you tried to find a way to bring him back.

You did your research at Kamar-Taj, having spent years there training with the Ancient One. No one would suspect a thing. But, it’s not like your doing anything wrong. Right?

As you were looking through the books in the restricted section, you found a spell. A spell that could potentially bring back the dead. That was enough for you.

You took the spell book and headed to a secluded area, a cottage in the mountains. You hoped no one would find you there. But, that wouldn’t matter. It’s not like you were doing anything wrong.

You spent days and nights in that little house, perfecting your magic. You needed him back. And you were going to make sure you got him back. After all you have been through, it’s what you deserved. You deserved to be happy.

Back at The Sanctum, Stephen could feel something. He didn’t know what, but it was a bad feeling. He looked for Wong, wondering if he could feel it too.

“Something is wrong.” Stephen said once he found Wong, the new Sorcerer Supreme.

“Yes, I felt it too. I’m sensing dark magic.”

“Dark magic? A lot of people use it, so why are we sensing it this specific time?” Stephen wondered. Okay, it definitely felt like something was up.

Wong shrugged, feeling defeated. This made no sense. Why were they both sensing it this time? It had to have been for a reason.

Perhaps someone they knew was using it. Stephen went through a list in his head of magic users he was close to. It was no one at Kamar-Taj, he or Wong would have seen the magic user being corrupted.

Wanda? Sure, she had motives, but he didn’t think she was the issue. Even if it was Wanda, Stephen wasn’t that close to the girl, so he didn’t know why he would feel her being corrupted out of all people.

Maybe Y/N? They also had motives. When he thought of it, Stephen was sure it was them. He was close to Y/N, since they have been training at Kamar-Taj the same time as Stephen.

Stephen turned to Wong, his eyes lighting up, happy to have finally figured out why he’s been feeling weird the past couple of weeks. But not happy that his theory was probably right. He dreaded what he might have to do to stop Y/N.

He stated his theory to Wong, who agreed that Y/N was the most likely. They both knew Y/N after all, and were very close to them.

The sorcerers decided to investigate in the morning. Y/N was a very powerful magic user, so they needed to be rested and ready to do whatever necessary to stop the magic from corrupting Y/N.

The following morning you sensed a presence. It wasn’t just any presence, it was a sorcerer. Or perhaps two.

You walked to the front of your cottage, and looked through the window. Your eyes searched for the intruders. There, you spotted them. Stephen and Wong.

In the back of your mind, you knew they would come sooner or later. Being a magic user meant you could sense other ones. Especially ones you had a relationship with. Another reason why your lovers death was so tragic to you, you could feel his magic and life slipping away. You shuddered at the memory.

While you were in your own head, Stephen created a portal into the cottage with his Sling Ring. Being startled by the act, you flinched as you turned around. An orange glow coated your hands as an act of defense. Stephen and Wong did the same.

The three of you stood in the small living space, hands covered with the orange magic. You looked side to side, between the two of them. Your eyebrows going up in question. You haven’t done anything wrong, so why were they here? Another Avengers level threat maybe?

As the group stood there in silence, waiting for the others next move, Stephen studied your face. Dark bags under your eyes, chapped lips, a light coat of sweat over your entire face. Something was definitely up.

Stephen was the first among you to speak. He said that he could sense you being corrupted since you started using the dark magic, and that he only wanted to help you. You weren’t buying it. Something was telling you to get rid of them, as they were a threat to you getting Loki back.

You listened to that voice in your head and sent a ball of magic towards each of the sorcerers. Stephen tumbled back, but Wong put up a shield and deflected the magic back at you. You soaked in the magic, sighing in relief as you did so.

“Why are you doing this, Y/N? You’re not a bad person, I don’t understand!” Stephen shouted as he got up off the wood floor.

You just shook your head and furrowed your brows. They didn’t understand. You loved him. You cared for him more than anything in the world. Anything in the multiverse.

“I need him back. You don’t get it and you never will. He was the only one who truly cared for me. And no one but me cares that he’s gone! No one!” You said, your voice breaking a bit.

“Loki died protecting you and his brother. He protected you, knowing what would happen. He died knowing that you would be safe. Isn’t that enough?” Stephen shouted at you.

“No."

Stephen and Wong looked at each other, nodding in agreement. You furrowed your brows, questioning what was going to happen next. Wong took your Sling Ring as Stephen changed the cozy cottage you were in to the Mirror Dimension.

Your eyes went wide, full of panic. Shit. You wouldn’t be able to escape the Mirror Dimension without your ring. You lunged towards Wong, but he disappeared. You could hear him sigh behind you. You turned to see them both standing there, a disappointed look on each of their faces.

“You will stay here, until we see it fit for you to come back.” Stephen stated, it was definitely not a suggestion.

“I never did anything wrong! I was just trying to bring him back. Is that so bad? To be happy?” You asked.

“You were being corrupted by dark magic, Y/N! So yes, there is something wrong with that.”

When the two sorcerers left, you sat down on the floor with your legs crossed and head in you hands. This wasn’t how this was supposed to go. You were supposed to get your lover back and life was supposed to go back to normal. But now, there was nothing you could do except wait around until they came back. Maybe by then, you would have a better plan.

notes: hey!! i posted this on ao3 a while ago, but i thought i would try posting it here. it’s definitely not good lol. this is my first time posting a fic on here! so uh leave a little like thingy if you enjoyed!! btw, im working on a jack russell (werewolf by night) fic right now, so keep an eye out. im actually super proud of it, so far.

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[immersed-in-mischief]

Language Barrier- Part 1 of 2 (Male Loki x Gender Neutral Reader)

After seeing a recent post reminding me about The Five Love Languages, I was inspired to think about how the God of Mischief would react to this information. The story was starting to get long, so I have split it into two parts. Hopefully Part Two will be up tomorrow! Also, since most of it is from Loki's perspective, I've tried to make the story gender neutral. If I slip up at any point, go easy on me. I usually write from a female perspective since that's the view that I identify with.

Enjoy!

~J~

Possible triggers: Relationship Conflicts, Mentions of Arguments, Break up, Heartbreak. Other than that, all aboard the angst train!!! Choo Choo!!!

Prying your tired eyes open to see the sunlight beginning to peak in though the curtains, you continued to lie perfectly still until you heard his soft snore. Once you had ensured that your boyfriend was still asleep, you slowly sat up and carefully placed your feet down on the floor, grateful that the plush carpet of his bedroom aided in your escape. Just before you went to stand, you registered the absence of the breathing behind you and waited until you felt the slight movement. Even though he had woken, he didn’t say a word. The silence between the two of you was deafening.

“This isn’t working, Loki…”

The whisper was met with a frustrated sigh, causing your shoulders to slump in preparation for the continuation of the previous night’s round. You honestly weren’t sure what the two of you had even started fighting over this time, but it still ended the exact same way. The screaming had turned into distraction sex, which led to you waking up in a bed you longer felt welcomed in.

“I know.”

The two words seemed to hold more of a bite to them than the previous silence. As the bed shifted beneath you, you turned to watched him stand and head towards the bathroom. Without another word or glance in your direction, he closed the door behind him with a harsh thud. It wasn’t until the shower turned on that you let out the breath you were holding. Even though you didn’t want to fight, being left behind in his bed while he showered alone felt worse.

Wiping the steam from the mirror to look upon his own reflection, he was met with his own stoic expression and found it impossible to find any trace of the joy he had observed prior. He gripped the vanity to gather up the courage as he willed himself to step through the closed door behind him, only to be met with an empty room. Loki wasn’t sure if he was relieved that you had left or disappointed that you weren’t there. Crossing the room to his wardrobe to get dressed for the day, he noticed the folded note on his pillow and abandoned his task to inspect it.

I’ll collect the rest of my things when I get back

He sat down on the side of the bed as he reread your words, not giving a single thought to the towel around his waist leaving a damp spot on the bedding.

A little while later, the sight of you entering the common room caused his eyes to lift from the book in his hands out of habit. It wasn’t until you passed that he returned to his reading. It didn’t surprise him when you didn’t acknowledge him since he was using a cloaking spell to hide his presence. He often used it when he didn’t feel like socializing with the rest of the team, but you used to be able to detect him anyways. At least you did at some point.

“Good morning, babe.”

You offered a sweet smile to Natasha and Wanda as you turned to make a cup of coffee, obviously enjoying the playful greeting from the Russian assassin.

“What are you ladies so focused on this morning? That isn’t another one of Steve’s extensive reports is it?”

Natasha rolled her eyes and continued to circle answers on the page in front of her.

“No, thank God! Wanda and I are doing this love language quiz. It is supposed to tell you how you best receive love from your partner. Apparently, it’s life changing to relationships. Everyone has been talking about this book lately and how spot on it is. I am a Quality Time person and Wanda is an Acts of Service. Let’s see what you are, Gorgeous! I’m sure you and Mischief don’t need the help based on the way the two of you hang all over each other, but it couldn’t hurt to see what it reveals, right?”

Loki was now the one to roll his eyes. A thousand-year-old god doesn’t exactly turn to magazine quizzes for love advice. Plus, there was nothing he didn’t already know about you, so he instead further settled into his corner and turned his focus back to his reading. By the third question, he realized he had been listening anyways and giving himself a mental pat on the back as he correctly answered each question before you responded to them.

“Question 7. It is more meaningful to me when my partner: A- give me gifts or B- tells me they love me”

The image of the diamond necklace currently draped around your neck came to mind and he grinned as he gave himself another point.

“Saying they love me. Definitely that one.”

His eyebrows furrowed as he turned to look over at you, unsure if he had heard the question correctly.

“Question 8. I am happiest when I am sitting next to my partner or being complimented by a loved one for no particular reason. I think I know the answer to this one, but you still have to answer it.”

The smile that graced your lips as you let out a small laugh drew him towards you as he patiently waited for your response.

“Compliments.”

“That is an obvious one. Why do you think I make a point to call you gorgeous all the time? Your entire face lights up!”

Now standing behind the two ladies to read over their shoulder, Loki glanced up to study your face as you shyly hid behind your coffee mug. Sure enough, he was presented with a twinkle in your eyes and a blush to your cheeks that he hadn’t had been on the receiving end of for quite some time now.

His book now abandoned, he crossed his arms as he used his invisibility to fully eavesdrop on the conversation. While he did get a few more questions correctly, Loki found he also got a handful more of them wrong, especially when it came to the ones involving spoken or written words.

“Final question. I’m interested to see which way this one goes. Which of the following is more important to you? Kissing my partner as often as possible. Hearing supportive words from them.”

Loki wasn’t the only one impatiently waiting for your answer as Natasha and Wanda leaned forward against the counter and stared at you. It felt like an eternity before you sighed and looked up again.

“Don’t get me wrong. Loki is a great kisser… but I think I have to go with B. There’s no replacement for supportive words. A simple ‘I’m proud of you’ or ‘great job’ can really turn my day around, no matter how hard it was.”

He was stunned…

Even as you and Wanda giggled and chatted while Natasha counted up your score to give you the love language that best fit you, Loki’s eyes never left your face as he tried to process it all. How could he have spent so much time with you and known so many things about you, but not know this?

“Done! You are without a doubt a Words of Affirmation, sweetie.”

After quickly rinsing out your now empty cup and leaning against the counter behind you, the expression on your features turned a little more serious.

“Alright, now explain what that means exactly.”

Loki’s attention drifted between the page in Romanoff’s hand and your face in order to absorb as much information as possible.

“Words of Affirmation people thrive off love notes, compliments, and praise from their partners. These lovers enjoy long talks and words from the heart over gifts, actions, and physical expression. They feel closest to the people they love when they are told how much they are loved and appreciated and often flourish in relationships where the communication is sincere. To show your love for a Words of Affirmation person, try bragging on them to others and use positive reinforcement to make them feel secure and safe. On the other hand, silence, criticism, and degrading will have the opposite effect on them. The worst thing you can do to a Words of Affirmation person is use emotionally harsh words or undue criticism to express your frustration with them. For example, silent treatment or indifference after a fight or argument will be seen as a lack of love to them.”

The blood in his veins turned cold as he watched your eyes glaze over into the distant expression he had seen so often as of late. Just as quickly as it appeared, he watched you push the negative thoughts aside and force a smile onto your face.

“Sounds about right… So, what does it say about you two?”

The chatter around him faded as he replayed the previous night’s argument. Like a fool, he stood there and yelled at you, even after your eyes glazed over just as they did now. In the heat of the moment, he remembered calling you so many hurtful things.

Infuriating.

Frustrating.

Insufferable.

His barrier spell had been used to contain the screams of anger instead of the screams of passion he had usually saved the rest of the team from being exposed to. Over the last few months, the need for privacy was shifting and he had been blind to its effects on you until now. Is this study of theirs was true, he had been causing more damage than he could ever imagine.

“Hey Kid, you ready to go? Bucky’s just about got the jet loaded up.”

Tony’s appearance signaled an end to your conversation and Loki’s train of thought. Since it was just a recon mission, you had packed lightly for the stay in the safe house across from the Hydra meeting place that had recently been discovered. Watching you quickly say your goodbyes and head back into the hall, Loki followed you knowing you were headed to his room for your traditional goodbye hug and kiss before leaving. He had remained silent this morning, but once you were back in the privacy of his room, he would tell you how sorry he was and make sure you left feeling loved and appreciated.

He was just about to teleport to the room to hide the fact that he wasn’t there this entire time when you suddenly came to a stop in front of him, almost causing him to bump into you. When you didn’t move from your spot, he crept around you to look at you. Now that you were no longer being watched, the exhaustion returned to your features and your shoulders slumped once again. The person he had seen so much of lately was back and he now saw the weight the stress and conflict had on you mentally and emotionally.

Loki helplessly watched as your eyes darted back and forth while you attempted to make a decision. Finally, with a shaky breath, you let a single tear fall while closing your eyes with a look of pure defeat. Just as he raised his hand to wipe away the drop, announcing his presence, Loki watched in horror as you ever so slightly shook your head and pressed the button to call the elevator instead.

For the very first time, you were leaving without a goodbye. No hug. No kiss. No promise that you would be safe or confirm that he knew when you would be coming back to him. Even before you two become more than friends, you and he had always had the same interactions before leaving for a mission. What was once a wish of good luck and a firm hug, slowly turned into a good bye kiss on a cold winter day before a particularly dangerous mission. Since that fateful day, he had kissed you before either of you left and took the time to make the final interaction a positive and memorable one. Even on the days the two of you were at odds, both of you would set things aside and promise to resolve it, if only temporarily, knowing that it wasn’t a guarantee that you would be returning home to the other. In this line of work, nothing was a sure bet. He knew that you weren’t expected to see any combat on this particular mission, but that wasn’t a promise.

Loki felt the air being ripped from his lungs as you stepped inside and the doors closed behind you. Panic rose in his chest as his mind drifted to the worst things possible. If you didn’t come back this time, the last time you laid eyes on him would be his back to you as he walked away and sealed himself in the bathroom. You hadn’t received a kiss good morning, or any greeting in fact. You hadn’t been worshipped the previous night when he used sex to distract you instead of expressing his love and adoration. The praise he normally gave you that had you melting into his touch was absent. In its place was silence and an occasional moan as he took his pleasure from you. Words were such an important part of the way you received love, yet the final words to him currently remained on a crumbled note that was carelessly discarded on his bedroom floor in his anger.

Loki uncloaked himself as he sprinted down the hallway after you. He took the stairs two at time to try to catch up to you knowing the elevator was most likely already at the top of the tower. Just as he reached the doors to the rooftop, he heard the rumble of the jet as it departed from the helipad above him. Cursing his stupidity for not just teleporting there instead, he conjured his cell phone with a twist of his hand and immediately dialed your number, only to be met with your voicemail greeting. As the rumbles gave way to silence again, he fell to his knees in the empty stairwell.

I’ll collect the rest of my things when I get back

If something were to happen to you, those would be the final words he would receive from you. Even if you returned safely, you intended to end things with him and honestly, he didn’t blame you. He had been blind to your needs and loved you in all of the wrong ways. A stupid Midgardian quiz had opened his eyes to his greatest failure.

Rising from his knees to make his way to the elevator, he recalled the mention of a book and that was something he knew how to retrieve. If there was any chance of winning you back, he needed to know everything about your love language and fast. Before you returned in three days time, Loki planned to fluently speak the way you loved and use as many words as possible in as many languages that you could understand to express his feelings towards you. He just prayed to the gods that he wasn’t already too late…

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[viviennes-tears]

Just be patient with me (Loki & Gender neutral X reader Drabble)

Summary: Following an argument with Loki you take a long car ride to an unfamiliar location. You should have asked where he was taking you, but you decided against it, not wanting to argue again. However in light of everything he brings you to a spot high up on a hill, a spot where you both gaze up at the stars, and in his own way he apologies to you about everything.

Warnings: None

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You and Loki had an argument a few hours ago about where your relationship is going. Your plan about the conversation hadn’t gone as well as you’d hoped it would, especially since you’ve been together for several months now, so it only seemed logical to you to have the conversation. Of course he acted like many men typically do, being reserved from expressing his inner feelings, quick to defend his rights to keep things as they are, while seeing no need to change things as everything had been going well. Despite how visibly upset you’d gotten by what transpired with Loki being his usual stubborn and childish self, things ended in a tiff between the two of you.

This being said it made this current car ride intense and silent, besides the roaring of the engine, as well as the sound of small stones and pieces of gravel crunching beneath the tires, as Loki drove off the main road and down a dirt road instead. As it got darker Loki switched his headlights to full beam. You noticed the change in direction as it wasn’t to anywhere of familiarity, yet you didn’t question his whereabouts either, you should have but you didn’t want to end up in another argument while everything was still sour between you both. Decidedly you kept quiet, keeping your eyes on the dark silhouettes of the passing scenery, whilst enduring however long this would take.

After sometime Loki turned off the dirt road, parking the car quite literally in the middle of nowhere, before shutting off the engine and headlights simultaneously. The silence continued for a few more minutes as you remained parked, until he cleared his throat, before getting out of the car and coming around to your side. Just like always he opened the door for you and helped you out, in that respect things were the same, but the rest of the situation made you wish he would open up more. Only you know he has trouble with it and to fully be able to comprehend it you have to learn to be a little more patient with him.

“I want to show you something.” Those are his first words he’s spoken since leaving the comfort of your apartment you shared together. You are puzzled by his choice in words given there’s nothing that you can see out here and certainly not at night. Although you didn’t object when he took your hand in his, this small gesture showed a glimmer of hope for the pair of you yet.

A shimmer of green suddenly passed along his fingers on his free hand, creating a green sphere to appear before you, it then began to float ahead along a trail through some long grass. The green sphere being your guiding light as Loki began leading you away from the car. As it turned out the walk from the car was quite far, the silence had continued on between you again, although his grip on your hand was tight and protective the entire time. 

Eventually after a long walk and a climb up a huge hill the green sphere had stopped at the very top. Loki's hand slipped away from yours, as he used his magic to make a green checkered blanket to appear on the grass at your feet, and with another flick of his wrist the green sphere faded into nothingness. He proceeds to gesture for you to sit down first on the blanket, your curiosity certainly has piqued by this point, then you take a seat comfortably upon the blanket followed by Loki sitting behind you. His knees up high on either side of you, his feet planted on the blanket, while his chest pressed against your back and a protective arm wrapping around your waist. 

Loki sighs softly, his breath hitting against the back of your neck, and sending a noticeable shiver down your spine. Not that he mentions it. However as the two of you sit up on top of the hill you both look up at the night sky. Gazing at the beautiful and natural wonders of the world, seeing the changes of the colours between the blues, pinks and violets with an array of stars twinkling like little fireflies that are embedded in the sky. This. This right here is exactly what you realised he wanted to show you, a warm feeling soon began to fill your senses from the realisation too, after all it wasn't a sight you could clearly see from your apartment due to the illumination of the city lights.

"I am not very good with words...at least not the kind of words that come from the heart. The kind of words which matter most..one thing you should always rely on is my actions and my little tokens of affection. They are how I can communicate my feelings for you, my love. Although do not despair about being abandoned, as I never will, I'm not going anywhere. And over time in my own way I will show you my entire heart. Just be patient with me." His voice was loving in that moment, a hint of his vulnerability seeping out too. 

Despite him not exactly saying in words that he was sorry about the argument earlier, this turned out to be his way of apologising to you, wanting to show you what you truly mean to him. As you leaned back into his chest and a smile appearing on your lips was enough for him to know you'd forgiven him.

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[tomhiddlestonfanfic]

Reaching Out

TITLE: Reaching Out CHAPTER NUMBER/ONE SHOT: One shot WHICH TOM CHARACTER: Actor Tom PAIRING: Tom Hiddleston/Gender Neutral Reader GENRE: Drama REQUEST: The reader is a fan and wins an hour with Tom Hiddleston or something and he sees her self harm scars and maybe he gets her to talk about it or not but they just end up hugging for a while while he whispers things in her ear. BANNER CREDIT:  Prislaa  

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Reaching Out

Astonishment struck you upon discovering that you were the lucky winner of an hour to spend in the company of your favourite actor, Tom Hiddleston. You couldn’t quite bring yourself to believe it was actually true until you found yourself in a secluded part of a café standing right in front of him. His smile was infectious and you found yourself surprisingly at ease in his company. He seemed genuinely happy to meet you and showed a great interest in getting to know more about you as you both sat down with your coffees.

Tom was really nice and seemed very keen on making it a positive experience for you. You felt more relaxed than you had expected to be around him and at some point you took your jacket off as it was getting uncomfortably warm to keep it on. You didn’t realise that you were exposing your self-inflicted injuries and scars to him until it was too late. You pretty much always wore long sleeved shirts to cover any traces of your struggle with self-harm, so displaying them was very much an unintentional act.

“I’m sorry,” you apologised and made a move to put your jacket back on when Tom gently placed his hand on top of yours to stop you.

“Please, don’t be sorry, [your name]. You haven’t done anything wrong,” he assured you earnestly. “You don’t need to hide them away from me. Unless you really want to, that is. I want you to feel as comfortable as possible with me and it’s really warm, so naturally, you should take your jacket off to not get overheated,” he reasoned.

“I don’t want to make you uncomfortable,” you mumbled apologetically and placed the jacket in your lap instead of putting it back on.

“Do I seem uncomfortable?” Tom asked and you smiled as you met his warm gaze.

“No, you don’t,” you replied and felt relief wash over you. Then tears formed in your eyes as you realised how much his non-judgemental and respectful response truly meant to you. For the first time in a long time, you felt truly seen by someone. You had revealed a well guarded secret about yourself to Tom and his response was not to shy away from you or act like he hadn’t seen it. Instead his focus was on making you feel more comfortable. For once, you felt truly accepted for who you were.

“Can I give you a hug?” Tom requested and you nodded through your tears. You both stood up and you continued to cry as he embraced you. You relaxed under his gentle touch and leaned into him, letting him comfort you. “It’s okay, [your name]. It’s going to be alright.”

You cried it out against Tom’s chest and you felt like a weight was lifted off your shoulders. You smiled through your tears as you took a step back from Tom after your hug. He smiled back at you and held a hand on your shoulder as if to assure you that he was still there for you.

“Do you get any help and support for this?” Tom wondered and you shook your head in response. “Would you like me to help you reach out to someone? You shouldn’t have to carry this alone.”

“Thank you, Tom. I really appreciate it, but I don’t want to be of any trouble to you,” you replied and glanced at your phone to check what time it was. “Our time is up and I’m pretty sure you have other, more important matters to attend to.”

Tom glanced down at his own watch and sighed.

“Unfortunately, I do need to leave soon,” he told you regretfully. He frowned and seemed genuinely bothered by the fact that he didn’t have more time on his hands. “Don’t think for a moment that you’re not important to me, because you are. I mean it,” he said and handed his phone to you. “Please, give me your number and email so we can keep in touch. With your permission, I would like to ask my trusted friend Luke to assist me with researching some options on what kind of help there is out there for you. You shouldn’t have to be alone in this.”

You granted Tom permission to share your information with his friend and thanked him as you handed back his phone after writing down your contact information. You received another heartwarming hug before Tom had to leave the café. After he left, you gathered your belongings and headed home, feeling less lonely than you had before your meeting with Tom. Your phone buzzed and you smiled at the sight of a text message from him.

‘Hi [your name]. I just wanted to let you know that I spoke to Luke about what we talked about and he will contact you shortly with some options on different ways you can get help. Please, take care of yourself and let me know how you’re doing. You’re important to me. Love, Tom H.’

The next morning, you woke up to find a rather long and carefully worded email from Tom’s friend Luke in your inbox. You appreciated the help as it made it easier for you to figure out what to do next. Tom’s and Luke’s encouragement motivated you to finally reach out to a mental health professional for support. You felt a sense of relief and pride that you had finally taken that step and made sure to inform Tom and Luke about it.

Later that day, you received a sweet video message from the two friends. They sat in the back of a car and smiled as they told you about how proud they were of you for reaching out. The video ended with Tom telling you that you are loved and important to him. You smiled as you saved the message and for the first time in a long time, you felt carefully optimistic about the future. Later in life, you would look back at this moment as the beginning of a beautiful and lifelong friendship with Tom.

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[frostironfudge]

🎟 - childhood best friends realize their feelings after a scary situation with loki please 🥰

You’re My Light

Pairing: Loki x GN!Reader

Word Count: 1.6k || Dividers: @firefly-graphics

Warnings: non canon compliant at all and idk where to place it lol lets say before thor 1, fluff, mild angst, warzone, some violence, mutual pining, some gore, fluff, reader has a nickname given by Loki - ‘Lys’ (its meaning is explained as you read) 

A.N: hi lovely nonnie, thank you for sending in this request, i have decided to go with a gender neutral reader for this, i hope you enjoy it and thank you for participating in ‘frositonfudge’s funfair’! it means alot! 

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The palace has a chill to it. As you walk through the floors. Keeping eyes out for anything suspicious. When Heimdall had requested your presence on Bifrost after the cavalry under Thor’s leadership had left for the troubled realm, you were beyond worried. 

The lack of noise, still ate at your heart. Still ate at the entirety of the beating organ, that harboured worry for one individual only. 

You clamber up the stairs, a final look behind you, as you venture deeper into the palace. 

The first floor consists of a foyer, leading to corridors that harbour rooms at various distances. The is dim lighting from the floating candles casts a warm glow. Almost reminiscent of how he had conjured the— you stop yourself from thinking about him.

Even though your heart and mind know it will fail to do so, everything returns back to him. Everything brighter because of him.

Unoccupied room after unoccupied room. They fill your being with calm and worry.The thought crosses your mind as you traverse to the next corridor, light on your feet, sword drawn close. 

You hear a breath, pausing your movements, waiting for the creature or any survivor to turn the corner.

Grip tightened around your sword, you draw in a quiet breath. Not allowing the snickers and insults Frandal and Sif threw your way during training about being weak to get to you.

Your mind brought forth Loki, your best friend since childhood, running around in the palace corridors. Sneaking into the vault and admiring the trinkets Odin would collect. 

Loki showing his magic to you, conjuring flowers, conjuring your favourite sweet treats. Making you laugh on the days where all you wanted to do was cry. 

When you both would go into the library and find Midgardian literature to read in the quiet company of each other. 

Your mind calms. Loki is a source of calm for you. Safety, synonymous with him. With his presence. His wit, his smile, his kindness. His fierceness. Him.

“Lys.” His voice carrying your given nickname washes over you, your sword lowers. Loki stands before you confused at your presence here. This escapade did not warrant your presence.

“What are you doing here?” He whispers, walking till you’re in the room you had deemed cleared moments ago.

The urge to pull him into your arms, itches at your skin. 

“I’m here to help this realm, on All-father’s orders. Heimdall said further help is required.” You mutter, you wait for his concern to wash over you.

“We have it handled, Heimdall should not have sought you out.” Loki presses, worry lacing his voice. He didn’t want you hurt.

“Loki, I can help, I can fight.” You reason, this close to stomping your foot as if a toddler and not a fully trained warrior in your own right.

“I am not insinuating that you cannot fight, I simply am worried for your wellbeing.” He reasons.

“If you are worried it indicates you do not trust my abilities, Loki.” You glare at him, he shakes his head.

“I trust your abilities more than my own.” His words are laced with something deeper before your can decipher it he continues to speak.

“Stay beside me. We shall cover this floor together, Thor and Frandal are on the east tower, Sif has taken to the south tower, if there are any survivors of this realm we need to take them to refuge.” He explains, further about the type of attacks that render the creatures ravaging this realm dead. 

He shows you the moves and then has you swiftly practice. Praising your quick learning and eyes lingering on your skin as heat flushes across at your shyness to the praise. 

His heart grips at him, aching to mutter the words. When Heimdall announced more manpower is coming their way in different areas he had hoped you wouldn’t be one of them but he had also hoped if you were then you would be placed nearer to him. 

Once you repeat everything correctly, only then he guides you out, retracing your steps till the turn, the corridor extends in either direction and forwards. 

“I—,”

“Stay here.” He cuts you off.

“Loki.” Your glare hardens, he was being unreasonable.

“Lys, please.” His voice waivers, green eyes tracing over you.

“We will help these people.” You try to make him understand.

“Stay here, let me clear the corridor, then we’ll go the other way.” He  bargains and you bite the inside of your cheek.

“Please.” he adds and you nod.

Loki gives you one more glance before turning back and moving down the corridor, checking the rooms. You keep watch, he enters and exits rooms. Your heart races when he enters and calms when he returns unscathed. 

As he enters a room, a scream ripples from your side of the corridor. 

You pay no heed to Loki’s warning call, easily finding the door. A mother and her child backed away in the corner. The ghastly creature looming over them, black tendrils seeping the sludge onto the floor.

One hooked arm moves forward, you charge towards it, Loki’s instructions in your head clear as crystal. You micmic the moves he taught and the creature falls. 

“Go, to the other other room—,” Your words are cut off as you’re thrown to the opposite side of the room. Your sword falls inches out of reach. 

You huff, the creature slowly makes its way to you. 

Your only sigh of relief is when you watch the mother and child move out of the room. You knew Loki would protect them. 

You crawl towards your weapon, but one decaying arm wraps around your ankle, the sludge causing your armour to start to melt.

Your fingers brush at the sword’s handle and you almost feel the heat on your leg. 

When it stops, the squelch of the creature’s head falling registers in your ears. 

Loki pants standing behind the now fallen creature, then his anger filled green eyes fall upon you.

“What did I tell you?” he yells, you wince,

“Tell me, Lys, what did I tell you?” he questions again, stepping over the unmoving body. His voice has grown dark, so have his eyes. His breathing still uneven.

“Stay in my place…” You mumble, he nods.

“What did you do?” He runs a hand through his hair, you bite your lip. 

“What did you do instead, Lys?” He raises one brow and his voice cracks. He never wanted to see you in trouble, never wanted to ever have you face life or death. 

When he saw the mother and child run out, they told him about you. His heart in his throat. He was so worried and so angry, how could you go in without his back up?

“I didn’t… Loki they needed help.” You reason, he kneels, checking your ankle for injury, he breathes when only your armour is the damaged aspect. 

He moves his hand over the worn armour, you watch in awe as his seiðr gives a soft green glow. Your armour manifests again as if damage was never done. You stand up as he offers you his hand.

“Your abilities never cease to amaze me.” You murmur, but he doesn’t smile, Loki remains lost in thought.

“Do you know what the world is, without light?” He questions, his anger slowly fading. His hand cups your chin, making you meet his gaze. 

“Full of darkness,” You answer, he always would ask this question randomly.

“Do you know what ‘Lys’ means?” Green burns into your eyes, as he searches for something within you. This was his second random question. 

“Light…” You whisper, throat thick, when it suddenly clicks in your head. 

“Then how can you be putting my light at risk to leave me in darkness?” He whispers, the pain in his voice wraps around your heart. 

“Loki…” Your voice is thick, the way his eyes pool with unshed tears, your own brim.

“I cannot bear to be without you, I’ve held my tongue. No more. I cannot allow another moment for you to live without the knowledge of my love for you that I have held in my heart since the day I showed you my first piece of magic and you did not treat me any different. You saw me for me, I fell in love with my best friend.” Loki keeps admitting, his forehead against your own.

“Loki, I—,”

“You do not need to say it, if you—,”

“I love you too, I fell in love with my best friend too.” You cut him off and then his lips are on every part of your face, your forehead, temples, cheeks, nose, chin. Coaxing laughter from you. He finally smiles as well. The moment his lips press to your own, you can taste the salt of your mixed tears, Loki holds you close. 

When your lips part, Loki strokes your cheek, the smile on his face is a memory you will cherish.

“I was so worried, when Heimdall sent out the call, I thought—,” You close your eyes, the painful thought still too much to even consider. 

“I wished he would not have sent for you, but I also wished if he did he would place you beside me.” he kisses your eyelids. 

You meet his gaze after his lips leave their memory upon your skin, full of admiration and love. 

“I want to kiss you again.” he confesses, you chuckle.

“We have work, Loki.” You cup his jaw, “We evacuated our designated area.” He shrugs, tilting his head closer to yours, you meet him halfway hands on his shoulders helping your stand on your tip-toes. 

“One kiss only.” You warn, he gives you one of his mischievous grins. 

“We’ll see about that, my Lys.” He assures, lips once again meeting your own. 

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[laufeyamp]

President Loki SFW Alphabet

HEADCANON SERIES.  ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- SFW Alphabet, Part 1, Part 2

PAIRING. president!loki x gender neutral reader WORD COUNT. 4.318k TEMPLATE BELONGS TO caitlinpotter & slightly ib spilledkauffie TAGLIST. @queen-of-elves​

THIS WORK CONTAINS fluff, mentions of sex

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A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

The self-absorbed and arrogant presidential nominee is just as affectionate and touch starved as every other Loki variant in existence. He may resist his urges to pull you close to him at the first couple of weeks, but after confronting his newly experienced emotions with you and having your consent, he wouldn’t hesitate to share physical intimacy with you at any given opportunity, especially in front of his subjects and variant L1130.  He would have you on his lap during meals, kissing the back of your hand or your features briefly, spontaneous hugs from behind, holding your hand when you’re seated across the table, etc. Literally any form of physical contact would satisfy his neediness.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Horrible. He’s a walking red flag but that’s okay because red is my favourite colour and he would definitely backstab you at some point. It’s just in his nature and a very toxic trait of his, that’s literally why he doesn’t have any friends except Mobius.  He has a soft spot for that TVA agent and it’s actually understandable as Mobius knows Loki better than you do, truth be told. President Loki actually wants to befriend him but oh well, he got pruned with his unacceptable attitude and behaviour shortly. The president got wildly enthusiastic and inquisitive when you told him about Mobius getting pruned prior to variant L1130 and he wanted to send his army to kidnap him all because he wanted to have a small reunion with him.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

President Loki absolutely loves cuddles but he barely ever initiates them with his huge ego. It totally depends on the circumstances, the level of necessity and how desperate he is for that physical contact. For the first few weeks, he’d even act like he despises them so much that he’d warn you to not cross the boundary he had set with a bolster, dividing the bed into two equal areas like a child. And guess what, he ends up having his limbs entangled with yours anyways and gets teased for it. Positions don’t really matter to him as long as he gets to be in your arms, but his tops would always be spooning and the honeymoon hug. He really likes being the little spoon which he never admits.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

For someone who craves attention and adoration from the public, President Loki has never really given thought to settle down, so expect him to take you on the craziest adventures on seeking that sort of life and authority he wishes to share with you. He isn’t exactly unfamiliar with cooking but not an expert either, he knows how to make snacks for his teatime and supper due to lesser pampering compared to Thor which led him to pick up numerous survival skills. He’s absolutely terrible at housework though, normally he’d have the maidens or his subjects do them instead since he breaks everything in sight and gets super frustrated with cleaning devices invented on Midgard. Regardless, he would never ask you to do them.

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

In all honesty, I don’t think there’s any possibility of this occurring as your profound bond only strengthens with every minute spent. Trust me when I say that this has never once crossed his mind, not when he finally has this wave of serotonin surging through him whenever he’s with you and has someone solely meant for him after a millennium or more of being alone. The only thing tearing you apart would be death since you’re not immortal. It’s one of the reasons why his rationality attempts to stop him from getting emotionally attached which obviously failed miserably. He knew it’d break his heart to watch you age as each year passes, until the day you’ll depart this life and leave permanently. Nevertheless, he wants you so desperately that he’s willing to pay the price of love that tragically follows ─ grief.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

As a candidate of a presidential election who thirsts for subjugation and is engaged in efforts intended to increase his voter turnout, he’s never really considered marriage, children and blablabla. It’s always remained the same even after he got pruned, where his main focus switched to seizing control of Kid Loki’s throne, claiming rule over the Void instead. Fairly familiar with his personality and mindset, you’ve never rushed him or brought up a serious discussion about further commitment. Things started changing ever since he overheard one of the nosy neighbours questioning you about it, witnessing how you shrugged off awkwardly in response. It reminded him of your short-lived lifetime as a mortal which dismayed him a bit and had him wondering if he’s supposed to take further action. 

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

President Loki is capable of being tender despite his kinks and fetishes in bed, in addition to his callousness towards his subjects. He wouldn’t want to wound his fragile little doll by accident and hence, he never manhandles you without your consent. After going through so much for the past thousand years, he’s pretty tough emotionally. There were times when he’d reach his breaking point which he refuses to reveal to anyone. And you wouldn’t question a word about it, but just offer him your company and hold him in silence instead. 

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

He really loves hugs and he could never go off a day without having his arms wrapped around you. It’s a little coping mechanism of his truthfully, now that you’re his home. He never admits how comforting it is with the warmth radiating off of you and how secure your arms make him feel though, not that his pride would ever allow him to. He’s quite initiative with hugs which eventually becomes something you’d tease him about whenever he pulls you into his arms, praising how embraceable and warm you feel against his cold frame. But of course, you still knew when to stay silent and just let him hold you for as long as he desires, assuming that he probably needs it more than anything at the moment.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

It took him months to acknowledge that this particular emotion freshly experienced by him is called ‘love’ and it took all of him to enunciate the phrase itself he’s never once used. From that moment onwards, he’d always use it to assure you of how his devotion towards you is undying and how much you mean to him. He wouldn’t really make his “I love you” fast unless it’s in an exceptional situation like having his breath ragged. And as the sweet partner he is, he'd even make his “I love you” come off really poetic sometimes!

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Perhaps it’s because of his past traumas and lack of familial love which resulted in him being immensely insecure, he gets very jealous as soon as he sees anyone flirtatious approaching you, especially variants of his own. No creature in the Void had the nerves to harm or fancy you for the excruciating consequences and agonizing torment which awaited. The last time you tried to provoke him by getting unnecessarily close with variant L1130 (which succeeded), he straight up told him that the both of you fucked although you weren’t in a proper relationship yet. He literally did everything in his power to address you as his.  During your stay on Midgard, he certainly didn’t fail to catch a glimpse of the mortals’ lustful gazes roaming across your body. President Loki would get physically intimate with you, keeping his palm on your body. He actually wouldn’t even mind taking you right there and then if you allowed him to. He may or may not have murdered a couple of them who ignored his grimace and refused to back off even under his menacing glare, truth be told.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Full of passion, whether it’s a rough kiss, quick peck or an amorous one. There’s something about the way his lips brush against yours rhythmically, the unique form of energy passing through that connection. It doesn’t just remind you of how much he adores and yearns for you, but also how every inch of you rightfully belongs to him and all that you’re worth.  I think President Loki is the type of guy who loves kissing your thighs, hands and lips. He also genuinely loves kissing body parts and physical flaws you’re constantly insecure with, it’s sort of an act of reassurance of his. Being utterly aware of how impactful these littlest insecurities could be, he wishes to show you how divine you are to his eyes.  Meanwhile, he loves receiving jaw and neck kisses. He never knew how much he enjoyed them until you were seated on his lap whilst he was analyzing items collected across the Void, kissing and licking his jaw and neck, practically begging for his attention. Apart from that, he finds forehead kisses from you extremely reassuring, especially when you’re cuddling and he’s the little spoon.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Depends on whom do the children belong to. The mischievous prankster definitely pulls harmless tricks on the neighbours’ kids as his little revenge for ruining the tranquil dates at home with all of the intolerable screaming and wailing. So expect Halloweens to be a total disaster. It’s actually undeniably embarrassing as you end up receiving complaints the next morning, referring to Loki’s behaviour as immensely immature and foolish. You’d nag him a bit about it, but it’s who he is and what makes him the God of Mischief, ya’ know? On the other hand, if they were children of his own, he’d absolutely spoil them with equal love. He may not be a virtuous man but years of receiving lacked fatherly love surely enlightened him on how to nurture a child appropriately. And apparently, he’s incredibly great with children when he chooses to be with his amusing tricks and stories. You discovered it when the both of you were asked to look after one of the neighbour’s five-year-old daughter whom he surprisingly favours (you assumed it was because of how quiet and polite she is).

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

Back in the days stranded on the Void, you’d still get to sleep in, nuzzle against his bare chest as he refuses to let you go. However, life after the escape was completely different, especially since he held a government office eventually. President Loki’s work hours are quite irregular from all of the meetings and his only day off is on Sunday when the both of you finally get to relish mornings with one another. It’s not exactly pleasant with the neighbours’ children’s insufferable squeals and stomping up and down the stairs, but it was great. Notwithstanding his persistent attempts of persuading you to stay in bed and have the rest you required, you’d creep your way out of his arms to prepare him breakfast afore he sets off to work. Ordinarily, he’d be ready and well dressed, rushing down the stairs with his lounge coat and silk tie hanging across his shoulders. Breakfast would be nearly ready and he’d greet you with a kiss on your cheek, a hug from behind or both. There were a couple of occasions when he would oversleep on purpose and consequently you’ll have to go wake him up. Instead of panicking about being late, he’d groan and pull you into his arms, taking another day off.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

Pillow talks are a must. Being the commander of an army in a space known to be the end of time and later on, portraying the role of someone important involved in a political campaign, the amount of time President Loki was able to spend with you was extremely limited with his hectic schedule. He couldn’t help but constantly feel guilty about it, viewing his efforts in making up to it as wholly inadequate despite your reassurances. It could be a conversation up to hours about anything in the world, added up with lots of chuckles, pampering, kisses and cuddles (shingles position/sweetheart’s cradle position/’pillow talk’ position). He’d even touch your cheek or rest his palm on your hip spontaneously which is super adorable. This is what makes him look forward to night times to be honest, literally the best way to end his exhausting days.

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

It took him a year or more to open up to you as he fears that you might not be the one he considers you to be, agitated if you’d really accept the true him filled with flaws. There were so many missed opportunities when he wanted and could have just spilled it all at once, but he didn’t. He either didn’t know where to start or the words would just get stuck in his throat and you gave him all the time he needed, reassuring him that he doesn’t have to talk about it. President Loki’s true heritage as a Frost Giant and all the childhood traumas wasn’t exactly a secret after coming across with countless versions of him. In fact, you’ve seen his true form from a different Loki variant and he looks hot not gonna lie, you’ve just never told him that. He was very insecure about how he appeared to be the first time he showed you his Jotun form, instantly regretting his choice despite trying to conceal his anxiousness. Meanwhile, you were trying so hard to not get lost in his crimson eyes or fall even harder for him if that’s even possible. And he tells you everything that night.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Very, I feel like he’s that type of boyfriend who goes “I hate everyone but you”. So when it comes to you, he’s extra patient and tries to control his temper instead of just brushing you off like how he does to everyone else. And even if President Loki’s patience is wearing thin, he would never lash out or raise his voice at you. He’d just stay silent and go have some fresh air or take a drag at the balcony to calm himself down and think straightly.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Look, he may be forgetful with his tasks from time to time, but he remembers as long as it’s something related to you because you’re important. He takes notes on everything you’ve said, notices the littlest habits you might not even know you have and remembers them. It's quite surprising as you’ve never really expected him to remember this much, knowing that he has his responsibilities and a lot on his plate.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Every second spent with you has always been delightful as it reveals these new parts of him he never knew existed, leading him to contemplate his future plans and arrangements involving a spouse. It leaves him inspiring with awe of how someone could make him feel so many positive emotions, replacing his endless pit of worthlessness and emptiness.  The night you both confronted your true feelings towards each other was the best night he’s ever had. It’s the first time he felt like he wasn’t alone anymore, that he deserves love and peace, someone he could call his in his life too. Most importantly, he felt wanted and worthy of someone, unlike the past thousand years he’s spent feeling like he’s never gonna be good enough for the people he loves.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

100% protective towards you. It’s hard not to be constantly worried about your safety with his enemies across the Void, Alioth consuming everything in sight and his protestors on Midgard. And being kidnapped and held hostage by his enemies didn’t help put him at ease. Back in the Void, he made you promise him to always ask for his permission before leaving the base and to return within five hours or else he’ll take it as a sign that you’re in danger. He’d send one or two of his subjects to be alongside you too, just in case anything happens. After moving into your new home on Midgard, he takes safety measures such as installing an alarm system, security cameras and even casting spells to shield the house from all sorts of destruction. He may seem overprotective at most times, but that’s simply because he loves you dearly and he’s literally willing to die for you. In reverse, he doesn’t really like being protected, truth be told. He wishes to be the roof sheltering you as he feels like it’s his responsibility to keep you safe and sound.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries and gifts?)

It could be your usual weekend date, an anniversary celebration, a special day meant for lovers, literally anything as long as it’s an appointment with you, he would pour plenty of effort into it. He would take you to fancy restaurants for the most romantic meal and lavish you with overpriced gifts and costly pieces of jewelry. Not that you were unappreciative but it really is unnecessary albeit it came with great intention in which he only wanted to impress you and give you the best there is to offer. He loves you a lot, but he seems to always forget that you love him just as much and you’re way past materials. He’d take you on simple dates too, where the both of you could have some peace together, free from all sorts of disturbances. If this was the case, he’d probably take you on a visit to the national library, have a little stroll through the art museum, a short vacation at the beach when it’s not as crowded, stargazing in parks, etc. It’s a really long list especially since you’re his first love and he can’t wait to do everything with you!

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

Hear me out, I personally headcanon that President Loki smokes. He picked up this really bad habit in the course of his stay on Midgard during the presidential election but stopped for a time being after he was pruned. Well, he doubt if there were any cigarettes over the Void as survival supplies were scarce. You learnt about his addiction after the both of you made your escape from the Void to Midgard. It was just the second week since you’ve moved into the new luxurious terrace house the both of you had rented when you noticed the cigarette smell engulfing him just as he returned from work; how dissimilar his lips tasted against yours; the pack of cigarettes and lighter laid on the coffee table in the living room. He’s not obsessive to the point where he’d have an excessive amount of it a day, he only takes a drag to relieve stress. Though, he avoids smoking around you as secondhand smoke is dangerous to your health if inhaled, doesn’t matter if you’re a smoker or not.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

It’s actually quite evident that President Loki tries to keep his very-sexy-president image all the time, you could literally tell from how neatly and stylishly dressed he is among the rest of his variants. Sure there were some small tatters here and there which is understandable with the dreadful conditions in the Void, but he looked fairly delectable nonetheless and his charisma made up most of it. Like I mentioned, he’d even wear his headpiece to sleep and remain his perfect look with his magic..  But his concern diminishes as time passes and little does he knows that you find him just as alluring with his tousled locks, his raspy morning voice, not to mention the possible scars left on account of the rough times spent in the Void and past conflicts encountered.

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Now that he’s found someone this significant and worthwhile to him, yes. It wasn’t really noticeable at first since the both of you were inseparable in the Void (his protective ass would never let you leave him for more than five hours anyway) until he had to leave New York City for a week due to job purposes. The business trip was unexpectedly tormenting with his mind dwelling on moments you shared and his eyes glued on your pictures saved in his electronic device. It felt like a piece of him was missing and he missed you terribly that his chest would physically ache at the slightest thought of you. He’d wonder what you were doing at the moment, if you’ve had your meals or hydrated and most importantly if you missed him too. It takes him everything to resist his urge to teleport himself back home immediately and just be in your arms once again. Furthermore, I feel like he would absolutely video call and text you 24/7, expect lots of random selfies from him too!

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

President Loki is a huge fan of pizza (yes im only saying this because im obsessed with pizzas and idrk who isn’t, sorry to non-pizza lovers reading this), he’d call it the best invention in history of Midgardian food he’s ever devoured. Frankly, he didn’t really like it at first since his first time having pizza with his fellow assistant before he got pruned was absolutely horrible and it left him a really bad first impression on it. Nevertheless, seeing that you wanted to have one as your first proper meal after your escape, he followed without a word. The moment you learnt about his hatred towards this magnificent creation, you literally couldn’t stop complimenting on how scrumptious it is and he would knit his brows with his lips pursed in repellence. As soon as your pizza arrived, he had no choice but to give in and take a bite under your convincement. And surely, he instantly fell in love with it and you ended up ordering a pepperoni pizza for him.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like in general?)

A Thor fangirl and Loki cosplayers which are quite self-explanatory. That look of disgust plastered across his face whenever he encounters one of them is priceless. He wouldn’t hesitate to humiliate his brother by telling the Thor fangirls stories of when they were children or throw offensive insults regarding his brother. It’s actually pretty hilarious and you’d ask him to tell you more of those stories when you’re having your pillow talks. It’s true that President Loki loves his own fanbase who faithfully supports him, whether it’s because of his actions or looks. However, there’s one thing that he would never tolerate ─ cosplayers. Having to deal with multiple versions of himself was a complete nightmare and meeting mortals dressed up exactly like him, mimicking his tone and elegance inaccurately in public was the last thing he’d expect. He’d seen them over various social platforms under his hashtag and the majority of them were undeniably creative, but he just couldn’t stand it. He corrected a Loki cosplayer he came upon once and got into an argument with them, nearly getting arrested for it. And one more thing, he’s not fond of noise either which is why the neighbours’ children drive him up the wall.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Asides from only being able to slumber when you do (unless if he’s worn out), President Loki isn’t one to snore loudly or drool but hogging the sheets late at night could be quite exasperating. Come to think of it, it’s a rather strange sleeping habit of his as his Jotun form should enable him to withstand low temperatures. There was this one morning when you woke up with a runny nose, unfortunately catching a cold since your lover had unconsciously stopped cuddling you and snatched the sheets, again. It was drizzling rain and chilly that night, worse luck. And even if he didn’t mention a word about it, you could tell that he felt guilty and he was certainly blaming himself for you falling ill. Of course, you’d wrapped your fingers around his hand and reassure him that it’s alright. He took a couple of days off to look after you and that was when he disclosed his hidden talent in making snacks that you savoured. Thenceforth, he promised to make you his secret snack recipes more frequently during his leisure. After fully recovering, he insisted to install a heater in your shared bedroom and make sure that he cuddles you tightly every night.

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Revenge or tell me you love me-tom hiddleston

[Play the song while reading wait till the song start]

"I've dug two Graves my dear can't pretend I was perfect leaving you in fear" or "oh tell me you love me I need someone on days like this I do on days like this"

Yours and Tom's breakup was mutual you guys both thought it would be for the better but it really wasn't

You have been regretting it since day 3 and you knew tom was to stubborn to say he missed you and so were you

But you decided to put your pride aside for this one

*my ex* ring ring ring

Y/n:it's been a little while since I last heard your voice it would be nice to hear it ..... ok im just gonna say it I miss you tom I miss your hugs and kisses ... I'm sorry I'm so f**** sorry baby pls just respond when you can.. I love you

Tom's pov

[He heard your call]

*my love*ring ring

Yes?

I love you too and I miss you im sorry

Y/n:it's ok.... but we need to take it slow this time baby

I'll wait id wait 20 years for you just to be with you

(Knock at the door)

Who is it!!

[Opens door]

Imagine your gender and race

Y/n:"Even if it takes 20 years"

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