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Nemesis: Origins
Loki x GreekGoddess!Reader Part 2
A/N: Hey y’all! This was actually a fic I had written a while ago back when I was in high school on another platform and for some reason never posted it here because I’m an idiot lol. I might have to do minor edits because some of this shit is cheesy. But here it is now! I hope y’all enjoy.
Summary: Imagine being Nemesis, the Greek goddess of Vengeance and Retribution, and the daughter of Hera and Zeus. Since you were a child, all you had known was the language of the sword due to your father’s ideology. But your sister Athena taught you not only the strategies of warfare but also the ways of the philosopher and the diplomat. Following the tournament and celebration of your coming into adulthood, your father sends you and your half-sister Tara on a mission to a far away planet you had never once thought you’d ever see.
Warnings: None
It had been a month since the day you met Aurora, and life had been pleasant since then. You would see each other nearly every day in your favorite spot in the garden, the spot under the pillared gazebo with nothing but trees and flowers surrounding the area. Even Drakon had grew to like her, and he tended to be quite the picky dragon when it came to people other than you. During the time spent together, you would tell each other many stories. Aurora had confessed the troubles of her life, how she was invisible amongst her brothers and sisters and in the eyes of her mother. And in return, you told her about the troubles of your own. You told her how often you noticed the way people looked at you strange because you didn’t look like other Olympians. You told her about how they always frowned at your unkept, boyish appearance, something they thought to be unfitting of a princess. They also didn’t like the fact that you always spoke your mind, which eventually led to word being spread around like wildfire of your outlandish behavior, much to the disappointment of your parents. “It’s un-lady-like” they would say. But, apart from that, you didn’t let the rumors and critiques of others bother you.
You both had dreams of your own. Dreams of escaping, traveling to other realms. Aurora told you how she would like to travel one day to other places to discover the different possible dragons that might inhabit there, and at the same time, master her elemental abilities. And when she had asked you what you dreamed of doing someday, you replied that you would like to see other worlds, see the beauty of their landscape and architecture while meeting other peculiar individuals. You confessed how you also hoped to master not only your skills of warfare and the blade, but also the penmanship and intelligence of the wise while finally perfecting the abilities of your telepathy. And as of right now, you were already well on your way of achieving just that by attending your daily sessions with your sister Athena.
“So have you learned anything new from your powers?” You asked your friend, your hands folded across your stomach as you stared up at the sky, following the clouds as they moved from your spot on the grass.
“Not yet.” Aurora replied as she picked at the green grass near her feet as she sat with her legs crossed, “And you?"
"No, nothing yet. I can still hear thoughts and read a few minds but, that’s it.” You shrugged your shoulders in disappointment. You wanted nothing more than to match the skills of those you knew, and it didn’t help that it was taking you a long time to reach the goals you had set for yourself. Everyone in your family had already mastered their powers at your age and the thought of it made you upset with yourself.
“Nemesis!” You heard your father’s loud voice booming through the garden, the sound startling Drakon awake from his nap.
“I’m here papa.” You called out at him before turning to Aurora to see her tense up.
You saw your father walk towards you with a smile, catching the way his eyes glanced over at Aurora rather displeasingly. The subtle action made her cower behind you in timidness, her hands held behind her as she stared down at the grass beneath her feet.
“It’s okay Aurora,” You whispered to her. “It’s just my papa."
"I know, but still.” She mumbled back as she looked up at you from under her lashes.
“Come y/n, we have matters to attend to.” He spoke, extending an open hand towards you.
“……..Yes papa.” You muttered with a lowered head, your lips formed into a pout as you took his large hand after telling Drakon to stay.
“You should go home to your mother Aurora.” Zeus gave Aurora a stern look, a look that made you frown at the sight of it.
Did your father not like her?
“Yes, your majesty. Bye y/n.” Aurora bowed quietly before walking off with her head facing the ground.
You tried to open your mouth to ask your father Zeus about Aurora, curious as to why he had looked at her as if she were some beggar but resulted in changing your mind once you saw his expression. "Papa?“
"Yes child?"
"Where are we going?"
"It’s a surprise.” Zeus told you as he lead you off to another side the garden, his eyes focused on someone ahead.
You followed his gaze, looking ahead and tilting your head in curiosity upon seeing a beautiful woman, her chestnut skin glowing against the sun’s rays as her tight ebony curls blow gently against the wind, holding the hand of a younger girl your age that resembled her. Yet her eyes, they resembled another, of someone you knew.
Who is she?
You heard the woman bend down to whisper a few words in her daughter’s ear. Whatever she had said made the little girl’s eyes widen in shock as she stared at your father. She looked back up at her mother for assurance before looking back at Zeus, taking a step towards him nervously. You watched curiously from behind your father as he kneeled down to face her properly before taking her small hand in his.
“You are very special child. I’m sure this whole arrangement has you baffled but rest not you aren’t alone.” Zeus uttered to the little girl before motioning to you. "This here is y/n, my daughter and your half sister. Y/n, this your sister Tara and her mother Neith.“
You let out an inaudible gasp, your eyes widened at what he had just said. Your father and an Egyptian goddess? Was this forbidden or just unheard of? Did your mother know of this? The little girl Tara looked at you with a baffled expression, the both of you mirroring each other as you locked eyes with her.
A million thoughts ran through your little head as you tried to figure out what she was thinking. What if she hated you right now. What if she thought you were pathetic and not worthy of being a sister. At this point, you didn’t know what to think, you thought you would be the last remaining child of Zeus, and yet, here she was. A girl from another realm, carrying the blood of the Egyptian gods through your veins, your new half-sister. As a result of your rash and panicked thinking, you decided on a duel. You would challenge her to a duel in order to find out her true intentions….if she had any.
"Hi I’m y/n. Do you also have powers like me? I just wanted to know because I’m psychic, a warrior and will soon be able to fly. What can you do?” You introduced yourself, sticking out your tiny hand for her to shake.
“Hello, I can talk to animals and with practice and training I can get their abilities. I’m also a gifted warrior, I can use any weapon you give me.” Tara introduced herself as well, shaking your hand eagerly.
She can talk to animals? You thought, suddenly becoming disappointed over your own abilities or rather lack thereof. Why did you have to be gifted with such bland abilities? Remember y/n, do not make yourself seem weak, especially not in front of your new sister.
“Then it’s settled, we shall spar, swords only.” You announced with your arms crossed.
“Y/n!” Zeus uttered your name in alarm. “You can’t just ask your sister, whom you just met, to spar with you.”
“Is this area ok with you?” Tara stood with her small sword in hand, a blade that had a strange curve on the ends that you had never seen before.
“Let them Zeus. Come over here and watch with me.” Neith told the rather baffled looking Zeus as she dragged him to the side.
With both of your small dulled swords in your hands, you began to circle each other, one foot overstepping the other, your eyes focused on each other’s movements and waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Tara was the one to pull the first attack, lunging forward in front of you as she swung her blade down to your shoulder. In a swift movement, you brought up your own sword and parried the attack, hitting her blade away with the edge of yours in a loud clink. Remembering what Athena had taught you, you attacked her with quick strikes and forced her to be on the defensive, deceiving her to think that was the only stance that you were capable of. A small smirk formed on your lips as you started to build up some confidence, even enjoying the refreshing moment of having the chance to spar with someone other than Athena. Tara was good with the blade, but not good enough, you thought. Before you were able to land another swing at her, Tara did a 360 pivot to the right, her sandals brushing against the dirt of the path before pressing her blade to your neck.
“Stand down.” She ordered in your ear.
Oh dear sister, do not pride in yourself that quick.
“What makes you think I’m ready to give up?” You asked her, trying your best to hide the smirk that tugged at your lips.
“You spent most of your energy doing quick heavy attacks while I was guarding. Any more fighting is useless.” She smiled at you before releasing her sword off your neck and dropping it to her side.
“I see.” You lowered your sword as well and returned it to your belt. “You really are skilled, however,” you smirked as you grabbed her arm, flipping her over your shoulder and pinning her to the ground. “Never let your guard down sister.”
Tara and you let out a childish giggle at the act, a smile appearing on your lips as you helped her up before dusting yourselves off. Neith and Zeus were amused with your little combat techniques, sending the both off you off to play while they went off to discuss some important matters. You decided to show Tara around a bit and took her to the far side of the garden, your favorite little spot where you found Drakon waiting for you. Tara had stood in shock at seeing Drakon, it was her first time seeing a dragon. Back in her home they had similar beasts but instead they resembled large snakes, something that rather terrified the young Egyptian princess. But thankfully, it didn’t take long for Tara and Drakon to warm up to each other. The two of you shared stories in the spot under the gazebo as you told her everything there was to know about Olympus and the different creatures that can be spotted throughout the realm. You listened with fascination as Tara described to you about the vastness of her homeland. She explained how that her realm wasn’t that much different from Midguards continent of Africa, and was all together magical in it’s own uniqueness and even promised to take you with her to visit someday. You were happy for once, relieved to have a sister such as her. Now that she was around, you didn’t feel left out after having to be the youngest of Zeus’s children and not having anyone to relate to. Tara and you had connected the moment you first saw each other, and nothing had made you happier than that very moment. You heard some footsteps in the distance and turned your head to see someone you knew, a stunning young woman who carried this certain warmth and kindness in her eyes that you have yet to see in anyone else, your mother Hera.
“Nemesis darling, Tara, your father would like to see you both.” She smiled at the two of you with her hands folded in front of her, a sparkle in her eye at seeing that the two of you had got along so quickly.
“Mana!(mother in Greek)” You gasped, looking between her and your sister with wide eyes, “You know Tara?”
“Why of course I do.” She nodded her head, her eyes that resembled the feathers of a peacock resting upon Tara’s surprised face. Her soothing voice that you loved to hear softening when she spoke to your sister. “My name is Hera young princess. I am the Queen of Olympus.”
“Nice to meet you your majesty.” Tara marveled at your mother, her eyes filled with awe and shock upon meeting a woman she had only heard about through her own mother.
“What does papa want?” You asked Hera, your eyebrows furrowed in curiosity.
“Why don’t you go see for yourselves then?” Hera smiled while helping the two of you to our feet before leading you back to the garden. Upon arriving once more on the stone path that led into the garden, you found Zeus and Neith sitting on one of the stone benches, their voices hushed in silent conversation before abruptly stopping at the sound of your footsteps. There was something hidden behind their eyes, a thought that was ready to be revealed as they focused their gaze on Tara and you. Something told you there was another reason your sister Tara came to Olympus today, and it wasn’t just for introductions.
“What is it Papa?” You asked as you walked up to him, resting your hands on the fabric of his bent knees. “What’s wrong?”
“Oh nothing serious child.” He answered with a soft smile, placing a hand on your shoulder before facing Tara and waving her over. “Come hither Tara.”
You watched Tara as she timidly walked over to your side, her hand clutching the back of your tunic in nervousness.
“Are…are we in trouble?” She mumbled out.
“Oh no no my dear child!” Zeus chuckled out, the ends of his eyes crinkling in humor as he placed his other hand on Tara’s shoulder as well.
“Then what is it Papa?” You asked him the same question with a frown, not amused at his lack of answering to your inquiries. You didn’t like to be left in the dark.
“I’m taking you both to a new place.” He finally answered, his words making you tilt your head in confusion.
A new place? What new place?, you thought.
“What new place sir?” You heard Tara ask the exact same question you were going to ask next.
“There’s no need to be formal Tara, for I am your father.” Zeus smiled at her.
“Yes….father.” Tara mumbled shyly at him, not used to having the idea of a father thrown at her so suddenly. She wanted to accept that this man she had never seen before was her father, but it was all still new information for her.
“Now, go get dressed.” Your father nodded off in the opposite direction. “We’re going to leave in a bit. Tara, I believe your mother already has garments for you.”
“I can’t wear this?” You referred to your tunic, your face scrunching up at the thought of dressing up when you were already in something comfortable.
“Y/n child.” Zeus stared you down with an amused smirk, “You must wear something else. You’ve been training in this tunic, it’s covered in dirt.”
“……yes papa.” You let out a sigh, mumbling as you did so.
You knew there was no way you were going to win this argument.
“Go to your mother and Aphrodite, they’ll dress you.”
“Yes papa.” You let out another sigh as you walked away while Tara went along with her mother Neith.
You waved Drakon over, letting him tag along behind you as you walked back to your father’s palace. To be honest, though you didn’t like the idea of travelling on such a short notice, you were excited to see just where it was that you and Tara were heading. You entered the courtyard of your father’s palace; it was a large open space lined with pillars and the greenest plants and trees that bared colorful exotic fruits that left a mouth-watering scent when you passed by them, with a fountain that spilled water onto the rectangular pool of water just below it. You smiled to see your mother waiting patiently for you, leaning against one of the pillars with your aunt Aphrodite standing beside her. Drakon stayed in the courtyard under the shade while you walked over to your mother.
“Mana!” You giggled as you ran over to hug her, your little arms wrapping around her legs while you pressed your cheek against her stomach before smiling up at Aphrodite. “Hello theía (Aunt in greek).”
“Hello Nemesis.” Aphrodite smiled back at you, the sun’s rays radiating against her skin and making her pink rose-toned hair glow brighter.
“Careful y/n! Come, let’s get you cleaned up and dressed.” Hera beamed down at you before taking your hand and leading you to your bedroom, your sandals echoing in clicks against the marble and gold floors of the inside of the palace.
“Must I wear this mana?” You looked back at your mother as you tugged on your new dress that draped over your shoulders and stopped down at your elbows while she tied a golden silk belt around your torso. “It’s pink.”
“But it looks lovely on you y/n dear.” Aphrodite gave a playful pout.
“Listen my dear kóri (daughter). It’s only for today.” Hera kneeled down in front of you to put her hands on your shoulders and look into your eyes. “And who knows, you might even find a boy.”
“Ewwww! No mana! That’s gross!” You made a face, sticking out your tongue and feigning a puking sound. “Boys are for friends only. And they have germs.”
“Did Athena tell you that?” Hera smiled amusingly before standing back up.
“Yes. Can I at least keep my bracers on mana?”
“Oh alright, you can.”
“Bye y/n! Have a safe journey my dear.” Aphrodite waved you goodbye as you did the same.
“Come Drakon!” You called your dragon over, excited to show him the new sights as well. As long as he went with you, you’d look more forward to the trip.
Drakon trotted along beside you as you went to meet with your father and sister, looking ahead to see them standing next to Neith.
“Papa!” You giggled as you ran up and hugged him.
“You’re quite eager child. And don’t you look as lovely as the Elysian fields.”
“No.” You let out a blunt disagreement before turning to Tara in and gasping at her new dress and cloak. “You look beautiful adelfí.”
“Adelfí?” She furrowed her brows with confusion.“
"It means sister.”
“Ohhh.” Tara nodded with a smile. “Thank you ‘ukht. You look beautiful too.”
“Does 'ukht mean sister?” You asked her with excitement to which she nodded before adding. “It’s a beautiful language.”
“Come now children.” Zeus cleared his throat before gesturing over to his flying vessel, the made up of sturdy Olympian wood and gold with pearl inlays that detailed certain areas. The vessel resembled the ships used by the ancient Greeks, something you had seen pictures of in books. “There’s no time for waste.”
You had always seen one of these things in the sky whenever you were out and about, but this was your first time boarding one. Growing up, you had envied the individuals who had the opportunity to be on one, traveling whenever they needed to.
“Papa. Can Drakon go?” You asked your father.
“I’m afraid not kóri.” Zeus shook his head with a frown. “Where we’re going, I’m not sure if those people will take a liking to him.”
“But he’s kind.” You frowned at his words, wondering why in the realms anyone would not take a liking to your dragon, the same dragon who had never even hurt the smallest living thing. Not only that, but Drakon was still a child.
“I know y/n. I gave you the greatest and most kindest dragon in all the realms. But that doesn’t mean others will see him as that.”
“Yes papa.” You sighed before turning to Drakon and hugging him. “I’m sorry o fílos mou (my dear friend). You’ll have to stay here with mana. But don’t worry. I’ll be back soon.”
Drakon whined in reply as he buried his head in your neck, his scales tickling your skin as he tried not to tear up because he knew that would make you cry as well. You let go of Drakon reluctantly, frowning as you watched him walk over to Hera’s side, letting her rest her hand on his head and stroke the scales on his head.
You started to walk onto the ramp that connected your father’s ship but stopped when you felt his hands hold you back by the shoulders, “Wait for a moment child.”
“Yes papa?”
“Here.” He pulled out a deep maroon wool cloak, wrapping the fabric around your shoulders before pulling the hood onto your head. “Wear this cloak.”
“What for papa?”
“No one must know about your wings y/n child. They might not be accustomed to such a thing.” He advised as he fastened the hook on your cloak before resting his hands on your shoulders.
“People are strange.” You frowned at the thought of having to change such little things in order for others to not notice you. You couldn’t seem to understand the reasoning, but at the same time you suppose your father had a point. If the people on your home planet looked at you differently, imagine the ones on others.
“They can be.” Zeus puts a gentle hand on your back, leading you onto the ship.
Tara and you waved goodbye to Hera, Neith and Drakon at the end of the ramp before walking off to stand beside one another at the back of the ship.
“Are you nervous adelfí?” You asked your sister, setting your hands on the wooden bar of the rail and staring out onto the horizon as clouds passed by ahead of you. If you had just reached out your hand, you could brush your fingertips against them and finally get to know what a cloud felt like. Your father’s land or rather his own separate kingdom was a piece of land that was separate from the earth of the planet Olympus itself, hovering in the air above the ground like it’s very own floating city.
“A little bit. I’ve never been outside of Egypt so Olympus is still new to me.” She answered.
“I’ve never been outside of palace grounds.” You muttered, trying your best not to look down at the earth below as if you would fall straight off.
“Really?” Tara stared at you, shocked that you had never left the grounds of your father’s kingdom, not even the palace. There was so much to see, and here you were, living your whole life confined in the walls and gardens of the palace you called home.
“No.” You shook your head with a half efforted smile. “Father said it’s dangerous, so I’ve never been outside.”
“Don’t worry.” You felt her wrap her arm around your shoulders. “There’s nothing to be afraid of. I’ll protect you.”
“And I’ll protect you.” You smiled back.
“How does Olympus stay in the air?” Tara asked you as she gripped onto the rail, sticking her head out and peering out onto the depths of the world below as the ship started to sail.
“Olympus is the name of our planet.” You explained with a gesture of your hands. “This place, this is my father’s kingdom called Ouránia, which means the heavens. From what papa told me, my uncles Poseidon and Hades, and I think the rest of the major gods have their own kingdom. Poseidon and Hades for sure though.”
“Really? That’s interesting.”
“I can’t wait to get older and visit everything here.” You rested your elbows on the rail of your father’s ship, bringing your head down to rest on your hands as the wind blew gently through the strands of your hair.
“I can’t wait to see where father is taking us.” Tara copied your stance, bringing her head down to rest on her hands as well.
“That is true.” You smiled as you peered out at the horizon again, admiring the scenery and the architecture of your father’s floating city as you drifted further away form it.
It wasn’t long before the ship came to a stop and your father had directed you to follow him out onto the ramp, and when you did, you grabbed Tara’s hand and stepped onto the platform of the new area you had just stopped, not even daring to glance at at the vastness below.
“Where are we papa?” You asked as you followed him towards a large golden crystal-like building that resembled a rather extravagent dome.
“This is our planetarium.” Zeus gestured to the structure in front of him. “And this is also where our tilemetaforéa is located.”
“Teleporter?” You quirked a brow in question. Why was your father taking you to a teleporter? You heard those were only for long distances, as in other realm travels.
“Papa.” You gasped. “We’re going to another realm?”
“Correct y/n. Which realm? That’ll be a surprise.” Zeus smiled as he lead the two of you into the golden dome where you found your older brother Hermes standing in the center.
“Two realms in one day?” Tara whispered to you, her eyes wide and her lips pressed into a firm line. “That’s a lot.”
“Hermes son.” Zeus clapped your brother on the back. “Take us to where I have informed you of.”
“Yes father.” Hermes nodded before smiling at us. “Hello y/n. Hello Tara.”
Tara and you uttered your greetings before following your father up this metallic winding stairs that led into a rather spacious area with big open windows that revealed the wonder before you. Beyond the glass, millions of stars were able to be seen, all of them scattered around you like the sprinkling of glitter, and in between them distant planets. You had always seen the stars and planets from afar from your place at home, but this was beyond anything you had ever imagined. It was as if they were just a mile away.
“It’s beautiful isn’t it.” Zeus breathed out, a proud smile sitting on his lips as he held both Tara’s and your hand as he stared out at the held beyond the window before him. “Brace yourselves my daughters. This might be nauseating.”
At first, there was this loud sound, like the sound of gears turning all around you, and then suddenly this bright gold light filled the many other crystal like colors enveloped all around you. And then, you felt a strange whiplash sensation take over your body, yanking you off your feet and transporting you away from your home planet and to another realm.
Nemesis: Origins
Loki x GreekGoddess!Reader Part 1
A/N: Hey y’all! This was actually a fic I had written a while ago back when I was in high school on another platform and for some reason never posted it here because I’m an idiot lol. I might have to do minor edits because some of this shit is cheesy. But here it is now! I hope y’all enjoy.
Summary: Imagine being Nemesis, the Greek goddess of Vengeance and Retribution, and the daughter of Hera and Zeus. Since you were a child, all you had known was the language of the sword due to your father’s ideology. But your sister Athena taught you not only the strategies of warfare but also the ways of the philosopher and the diplomat. Following the tournament and celebration of your coming into adulthood, your father sends you and your half-sister Tara on a mission to a far away planet you had never once thought you’d ever see.
(In this chapter y/n is currently 8 years old. The characters Tara and Aurora belong to a friend.)
“Come on y/n! Move your feet!” You heard your older sister Athena shout at you as she swung her sword down on your head, her untamed hair blowing against the wind as she moved.
You flinched at the action and brought your shield up to block her blow before clashing your sword against hers, the clinking of metal echoing across the practice arena.
Athena took the chance and connected her sandal wrapped foot with your torso, knocking you down to the sand in the process. “Close your spaces! Never give your enemies an open opportunity to wound you!"
You rolled over onto your scraped up knees and stood up only to get knocked down again by Athena’s shield. "Come on y/n. You have to try harder.”
“I am.” You groaned as you got up on your feet with a pout, your body, tunic, and the wings perched on your back covered with sand and dirt.
“There you are!” You heard a cheerful booming voice.
You whipped your head around at the voice, a grin appearing on your face to see your father Zeus walking to you with his arms outreached.
“Papa!” You giggled as you dropped your sword and shield, running into your father’s arms.
“Look at you.” Zeus chuckled at your filthy appearance as he picked you up, resting you on his hip. “I hope you’ve fought well.”
“She’s rather rough around the edges.” Athena stepped up to the two of you with her hands on her hips. “Time will make her better.“
"But you were the greatest warrior in all the realms at her age.” Zeus told Athena.
“But I am the goddess of war and wisdom father.” Athena explained to him. “Everyone is different. And y/n is still a child.”
“Well practice makes perfect. Isn’t that right y/n?” Zeus turned to you.
“Yes papa.” You muttered out before speaking up. “Papa? Can I go play?”
“Of course child.” Zeus smiled at you before setting you down on the ground.
A grin formed on your face as you ran towards your dragon, Drakon (Drah-kon), who sat on the grass. Father had gifted him to you when you were born and he was still a baby too at that time.
“Come on Drakon!” You giggled at him as you tackled him.
Drakon, who was not much bigger than you, nuzzled your face before tagging alongside you as you ran towards the palace garden, your sandals smacking against the pavement as your wings ruffled behind you against the wind.
You ran to your favorite secluded spot, opening up your satchel and taking out a book from your father’s journey to Earth. The book was called The Odyssey, and your father had told you how it was written by a man named Homer. You found it interesting to see what humans thought of your kind. You laid down on the grass with your body propped against Drakon as he huddled next to you. Opening up the leather bound book, you cleared your throat and started reading aloud, leaving all the worldly matters behind.
You had just finished the first four chapters when you heard a cry of happiness steadily coming closer that you desperately tried your best to ignore, though you grew worried when you heard the cry turn to fear. You closed your book and started to turn around when you suddenly felt something impact Drakon, knocking you onto the floor.
Drakon let out a snort of laughter at your fallen state, making you snap your head towards him, “That’s not funny Drakon.” You were upset that someone had the nerve to interrupt your reading time.
“Hey what was that for?” You yelled as you rushed around Drakon to see who it was, though Drakon didn’t seem that angry that someone hit him.
“Sorry..” You heard a quite voice mumble. To your surprise you saw a young girl, roughly the same age as you, rubbing her head from the impact. Your first impression of her was color, and not in a bad way, looking at her reminded you of what mortals call the Northern lights, or what you know of as Eos’s chariots. Her hair started of a deep black, as if you where staring at the night sky, but swirling through it were streams of red, blue, green, and most of all purple. Her skin was well tanned, as though she spent most of her time outside. She was wearing a dress that mimicked the sunrise, the top left part of her dress being the night sky, and the bottom right the rising sun. Her eyes where akin to an amethyst, though there was something in them you couldn’t place your finger on. On a closer look you saw a small line of scales encircling her head instead of a laurel.
“Sorry.” She mumbled out in a quiet voice. “I don’t mean to hit your dragon there.”
“His name is Drakon. Who are you?” You furrowed your brows at her as your small wings spread out in length in a defensive state.
You had never seen her before. Who is this creature?
The girl looked up at you and bowed into a small curtsy. “My name is Aurora, I am a child of Eos, your highness."
A child of Eos? You noticed how her face turned into an annoyed expression at the name of her mother.
"I’m y/n. I guess you already know that." You smiled politely, your wings relaxing behind your back. "Are you mad at your mom?"
"Huh?"
"You made a gross face when you said her name.” You explained to her.
You thought this girl was quite strange, and yet you were intrigued and wanted to know more about her.
“My mother has many children, so for the most part I am left alone.” She lowered her eyes as she fidgeted with her dress out of shyness.
“Well then Aurora, you won’t be alone anymore."
"I won’t?” She looked up at you, her eyes filled with curiosity.
“Nope! From now on, I will be your friend!” You gave her a toothy grin, making her giggle in response.
You watched how a frown had appeared on her face, her hand a blur as it moved past you catching a stone that had been thrown at your back.
“That isn’t nice you two.” Her eyes flickered, and for a moment you could have sworn to have seen them completely change to be similar to Drakon’s. You were shocked, confused even as you turned around to see who had thrown the stone in the first place. And to your surprise it was two of the locals, most likely the sons of merchants who had wandered away from their parents.
Drakon had let out a small growl upon seeing the two little boys were a few years older than you, thinking they were a threat.
“Drakon, don’t.” You whispered to him as you pushed him behind you with your tiny hands.
“And why should we listen to you, you are just another one of Eos’s brats.” The older of the two lashed out at Aurora.
“Yeah, and you aren’t even a real goddess, just a demi!” The younger one supported his the elder’s insult. “At least little miss wings here is an actual goddess.”
“Hey!” You called out, your eyes narrowing at the words that sputtered out of their twisted little mouths. “Why are you here?”
“Because we can you stupid girl.” The older one replied.
“Why are you yelling at her? She is a princess Mr. Stupid face.” Aurora yelled in response, puffing out her chest with clenched fists.
“At least Mother pays attention to me.” The now dubbed ‘Mr. Stupid face’ responded with.
From the corner of your eye, you caught how their words had affected her as she had let out a small wince.
“You tell her brother!” the other one cheered at the sight of Aurora’s frown.
“At least we have enough self confidence to not need to pick on someone to feel better.” Aurora spoke up out before you could say anything. You blinked in surprise at that, not expecting her to come up with such wit.
“Yeah, well, at least I have a mom that cares about me.” The boy snapped back, a smug look on his face.
You had had enough. “Oh yeah? Well if your mom really cared about you, she wouldn’t raise you to be an ill-tempered ogre-face!” You shouted at them, finally loosing your temper.
The two boys looked at you with blank expressions, the both of them surprised at such an outburst coming from someone of your status.
“You’re not even supposed to be here. You should run back home before I tell my father. Or maybe I’ll tell my uncle Hades!” You stuck up your nose, folding your arms across my chest.
An amused smirk formed on your lips as you watched the boys’ eyes widen in fear. You had secretly loved pulling that card, especially the one with your Uncle Hades. Everyone knew not to mess with the three major gods, even the one who ruled the dead themselves. You let out a giggle as the boys stumbled backwards on their feet before running away with a squeal and disappearing down the hill.
“And don’t come back you hear me!?” Aurora called out at them.
“So what’s it like having wings? Must be nice to be able to fly.” Aurora asked you as she poked her little fingers across the gold flakes that spotted your white feathers.
"Oh, I can’t fly yet. Papa said it’s because I’m still small, just like baby birds."
"Well maybe when you learn to fly, you can take me and we can go on adventures.” Aurora looked at you with hope and excitement on her face.
“Of course.” You smiled at her before sticking out your pink finger. “I promise.“
"Yay!” Aurora giggled before spreading her arms out and purposely falling on top of you.
Your child-like giggles ringed out throughout the garden as you began to talk of silly things like your favorite pastries, what sort of pranks you had once pulled, and why the clouds need to be made of candy, the two of you happy at the start of your new friendship.
Nemesis: Origins
Loki x GreekGoddess!Reader Prologue
A/N: Hey y’all! This was actually a fic I had written a while ago back when I was in high school on another platform and for some reason never posted it here because I’m an idiot lol. I might have to do minor edits because some of this shit is cheesy. But here it is now! I hope y’all enjoy.
Summary: Imagine being Nemesis, the Greek goddess of Vengeance and Retribution, and the daughter of Hera and Zeus. Since you were a child, all you had known was the language of the sword due to your father’s ideology. But your sister Athena taught you not only the strategies of warfare but also the ways of the philosopher and the diplomat. Following the tournament and celebration of your coming into adulthood, your father sends you and your half-sister Tara on a mission to a far away planet you had never once thought you’d ever see.
Sun and Moon
The birth of Princess Tara Antaki was a joyous one. Everyone from all over Egypt came to see her, the daughter of Queen Neith, goddess of the hunt and war. It is said that she was born under a lunar eclipse, and from that, the gods and goddesses knew she would grew up to be beautiful, with kindness and generosity beyond any other. The animals too came to embrace and cherish the little baby girl, to which the gods decided she would be the goddess of all animals and combat. She was born with her mother’s beautiful face and hair, but her eyes, inherited from another father, were a bit different than his. They were the brightest of blue with bits of green that would make the Earth bow down to their beauty. Her skin was a beautiful bronze that resembled the richest of gold, her full lips resembled petals of a beautiful flower. And her hair was blacker than the blackest of nights and softer than silk with perfect curls that made Egyptians jealous. And on her wrist lay a delicate silver mark of a crescent moon. The gods and the people of Egypt joyously celebrated the birth of Princess Tara, and bestowed many blessings and gifts upon the Queen and her daughter, unaware of the birth of another child, in another world.
In a distant realm, not too far from Earth, a girl was born. A child of Olympus, the first natural born daughter of King Zeus and his wife, Queen Hera. The child was born under a solar eclipse, and the gods foretold that she would grow up to be beautiful with enormous energy that would light up the world. She was born with beautiful (your skin color) skin and beautiful hair the color of (your hair color) with brows that ever so perfectly framed her face. Her eyes were the color of gold that sparkled along with specks of purple that put the stars and suns to shame, a trait that was unique even to the Olympian gods. She was also born with a golden mark of a sun on her right wrist. Legend has it, that at the celebration of her birth, the little princess became angered over the actions of a thief, in which they decided to name her Nemesis and title her as the goddess of vengeance and retribution.
The birth of the two young princesses marks a historic turning point in the realm of the gods and mankind. The key to the future lies solely in their hands and it’s up to them to decide whether they want to save the world or destroy it.
Anyone in the MCU fandom that’s into Gamora, Valkyrie, Valmora, the Guardians, and Revengers that knows how to use goggle docs and into being a co-beta reader/help with plot?
So chap nine is like 16k and i feel like dividing it makes sense? But i can’t find it in me to divide it cause the flow is so good
Until Daylight Do Us Part
My entry for the @lokibigbang!!
Summary: As lady-in-waiting to Frigga, Sigyn’s relationship with the princes was that of a close acquaintance, as far as anyone knew.But with Prince Loki, acquaintances were something they pretended to be in public. Under the cover of the night, the halls and corridors of the palace had witnessed more than one heated lustful encounter. But secrets cannot be kept in the dark for too long.
Pairing: Loki/Sigyn
Rating: Mature // NC-17
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Chapter 3: A Thin, Thin Thread
Lady Iwaldis’ hands trembled as she opened the doors to the queen’s quarters. She had been Mistress of the Court for Queen Frigga for many years, and never she felt this troubled before seeing her majesty. The rumours of her own daughter consorting with the prince had spread like wildfire, and she could feel her cheeks flush with shame every time she heard it mentioned in the hushed voices of the palace staff.
And she knew the truth behind those rumours. Sigyn had confirmed them the day before.
Steeling herself, Iwaldis pushed the doors open. As routine, she opened the curtains and the windows that faced the gardens. The morning breeze carried with it the scent of flowers and grass, and the sound of birds and water flowing from the fountains drifted inside the bedroom.
“Your majesty?” she called to the closed bed canopy.
“Good morning, Iwaldis!” Frigga sat on the bed and Iwaldis opened the curtains.
For the first time in a lifetime, she could not look the queen in the eye. As Iwaldis prepared the bathing room for the queen’s morning ablutions, she could hear the kitchen maids come in. They carried Queen Frigga’s breakfast inside and left the trays in the sitting room as per their usual instructions.
The Queen’s reignments were promptly laid on the bed, and Lady Iwaldis sorted out the proper jewelry while her majesty was inside the bath chamber. Several deep breaths did nothing to soothe her nervousness, in fact, it made it worse. She knew they would have to discuss it and try to come up with a solution, though in her mind, she already had an idea. She only hoped the Queen would offer her assistance in the matter.
Until Daylight Do Us Part
My entry for the @lokibigbang!!
Summary: As lady-in-waiting to Frigga, Sigyn’s relationship with the princes was that of a close acquaintance, as far as anyone knew.But with Prince Loki, acquaintances were something they pretended to be in public. Under the cover of the night, the halls and corridors of the palace had witnessed more than one heated lustful encounter. But secrets cannot be kept in the dark for too long.
Pairing: Loki/Sigyn
Rating: Mature // NC-17
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Chapter 2: Everyone Has a Secret, Can They Keep It?
The cool breeze of the hours before sunrise shook Sigyn awake. It was time to leave. Drawing a sigh, she half heartedly tried to escape Loki’s firm grip.
“Not yet,” he mumbled with a groan, and tightened his embrace.
“It’s almost sunrise, Loki,” she whispered. “I don’t want to leave any more than you don’t want me to go, but I must.”
Loki opened his eyes and blinked. Her eyes were red, her hair mused, and her make up faded. And still she was a vision, one he didn’t want to part with just yet.
“We can share the bath if you let me out of the bed,” she suggested with a tiny wiggle of her brows.
Loki responded with a huge grin, and wrapped his arms around her, carrying her to the bathroom and tripping over the sheet at his feet. Sigyn giggled all the way, making Loki’s heart jump with joy. Her laughter was the most beautiful sound for him. Or perhaps, the second most beautiful sound. First place was held by all the sounds that escaped her throat everytime he made love to her. And those sounds echoed in the bath chamber before Loki would let her part from him.
By the time Sigyn sprinted out of the bathroom, the sun was already peeking onto the land. The hour was later than she would’ve liked, but she could not regret what Loki did to her during the bath. She hastily grabbed her clothes from the floor, not bothering with the undergarments, and pulled her dress over her head with little ceremony.
Loki walked around the room still naked, watching her, regretting already having to let her leave.
“Don’t go just yet,” he said softly, biting his lip.
“You and I both know I have to.”
Loki held her hand and pulled her close. “Let them find us.”
“Such an adrenaline rush!” she mused. “And what excuse would we use?”
“You’re the Queen’s messenger, you could be here on my mother’s orders.”
“Of course. Wearing last night’s clothes, looking fresh out of the bath, and thoroughly fucked,” she said with a chuckle. “We wouldn’t fool anyone.”
Until Daylight Do Us Part
My entry for the @lokibigbang!!
Summary: As lady-in-waiting to Frigga, Sigyn’s relationship with the princes was that of a close acquaintance, as far as anyone knew.But with Prince Loki, acquaintances were something they pretended to be in public. Under the cover of the night, the halls and corridors of the palace had witnessed more than one heated lustful encounter. But secrets cannot be kept in the dark for too long.
Pairing: Loki/Sigyn
Rating: Mature // NC-17
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Chapter 1: Dark Is All That I Want
The balcony offered little cover in which to hide from the party held inside the hall, and her backside was still visible for anyone who ventured too close to the window. But it was enough, for now. Loki was being pinned to the wall, with one of her hands pressed on his chest and the other one inside his pants. Their kissing was needy, and he whimpered in her mouth as she gripped his cock and firmly stroked him.
It wasn’t often that she got to tease him like this. Loki was the one more often to be touching her under the tables or using his magic to tease her.
This was a treat, and Sigyn was going to enjoy it.
Using her nails, she softly scratched his balls. His cock twitched, and his hips thrust forward searching for friction. She didn’t hide the smile that the way his body responded to her attentions provoked.
Loki was so composed and smooth, pretending he was unaffected or uninterested. He was always in absolute control of his reactions, but she knew him so much better. If there was one person who could break him, it was her. And, to Loki’s chagrin, he would let her.
Go check the super spicy art by SigynArt on tumblr!
Tom Hiddleston Sexy Prompts
Drabbles/Fics I wrote based on 410 SMUT PROMPTS on Tumblr.
I asked for up to 3 numbers and a Tom Hiddleston character for me to work with.
I am NOT taking any more requests for now.
Follow the collection on Ao3:
Tom Hiddleston (and characters) Smut Prompts Requests
All stories are 18+. Warnings and content on each post.
Links under the cut.
Unprofessional - Tom Hiddleston
Bathroom Break - Dom!Tom Hiddleston
Dark and Dirty - Father Hiddleston
Yes, Ma'am - Sub!Tom Hiddleston
Are You a Virgin, Hazeldine? - Bill Hazeldine
You Want To Be a Brat? - Dom!Professor Hiddleston (part I)
Then This Is What You Get - Dom!Professor Hiddleston (part II)
Death Of The Lie - Masterlist
Death Of The Lie - Masterlist
by@fandom-and-feminism &@fadingcoast
Summary:
Odin and his daughter Hela are the perfect conquerors of the universe. The nine realms fall one after the other into their clutch. After Odin takes a new wife and has a son, he wants to become a benevolent king, and has no use for Hela.
Hela abandons her father and marries King Laufey of Jotunheim, a sworn enemy of the Aesir people. Not long after, she becomes pregnant with Laufey’s child.
Odin cannot let that son be born, but against all odds, the boy survives. Odin declares war, imprisons Hela, and steals the child and the Casket. The boy is to be raised as his own until he could make further use of him.
The half-Jotun-half-Aesir boy grows up to look and act a lot like his mother, which disturbs Odin, and makes him treat the boy horribly.
Odin’s lies are deep and complex, but the boy, a Prince twice over, will learn the truth.
PAIRING: Hela/Laufey - Loki/OMC - Loki/Sigyn
RATING: Teen
WARNINGS: Graphic depiction of childbirth. Angst. Suicide attempts. Child abuse. Bullying.
**Includes two NC-17/Mature oneshots.
ArchiveOfOurOwn Links under the cut
Also on Wattpad
Forever In a Decade
Summary: Loki returns to Alfheim after finding out Erik is betrothed to marry the Vanir princess. Distraught, desperate, and in need of a break from reality, he and Erik find themselves closer than they had ever been before. This takes place at the end of Chapter 12: Diplomacy.
RATING: NC-17 || Mature for explicit sexual content (18+ ONLY).
PAIRING: Loki/Erik (OMC)
We Can Blame It On The Mead
Summary: Loki has accidentally turned himself into a woman. After a failed visit to Asgard, he and Sigyn have too much to drink, and their brother/sister relationship is tested in the most pleasurable way. This takes place at the end of Chapter 15: Woman.
RATING: NC-17 || for explicit sexual content (18+ ONLY).
PAIRING: LadyLoki/Sigyn
“I wouldn’t disturb him during his breeding season if I were you,” Thor said, running behind you, trying to stop you. But you ignored him. “He asked to be left alone!”
“I DON’T CARE!” you bellowed, and forced yourself inside Loki’s room.
It was dark and cold, and the room smelled heavily of musk. Taking a shaky breath you walked towards the balcony, but before you could even touch the curtains, Loki barked.
“NO!”
“Loki-”
“I warned you,” he said in an uncharacteristically gravelly and cold voice. “You really shouldn’t come close to me while I’m in this state.”
Loki leaned forward, a tiny sliver of light fell on his face showing its blue color and rugged markings. Icy fear slid down your throat and you gulped hard, determined not to back out. You knew Loki was part Jotnar, and that specific part of his physiology manifested tenfold when going in his heat cycle. But he had never let you see him, locking himself in what usually was your bedroom.
“Not anymore, Loki,” you started. “I am your partner, your wife, and your claimed Omega!” You fought to keep your voice from shaking. “I am done taking heat suppressants and leaving you alone during your most vulnerable time! Would you do that to me?”
“Of course not-”
“Yet you have!” you interrupted. “I am at my most vulnerable right now, in the middle of my own heat! And you’re here…” your voice cracked. “Will you leave me alone again?”
Loki’s voice softened. “It’s for your own protection.”
You advanced to the bed, the robe you were wearing pooled at your feet as you revealed your naked body. “You would never hurt me, Loki.”
He took a deep breath and growled. He was able to smell your heat, your arousal. Your need. He could barely contain himself, and you tipped him over the edge as soon as you crawled on the bed and your scent took over his senses.
This wasn’t the playful love making, or the lustful fucking you were used to. This Loki was feral, unhinged, hungry, violent even. But, without the effect of the heat suppressants, your body was prepared for him, for his rough rutting, for his possessive hands. His lips devoured yours as he fucked you, and you wrapped your legs around him, giving him all the space he needed.
You cupped his face, forcing him to face you, looking into his red eyes and blue skin. Loki slowed down, maybe waiting for you to push him away and run. But that didn’t happen, you hugged him close to your chest.
“Breed me, my prince! I’m so ready for you!”
The pleading in your voice spurred him on. He groaned and moaned, his sharp teeth left marks on your shoulders and neck. He had claimed you already, but this felt like he was doing it all over again. Your cunt fluttered around his unusually cold girth, which grew colder and thicker. Lost in pleasure, Loki came within you, filling you with his seed, its coldness made you shiver. His swollen knot pulsed against your g-spot and sent you over the edge. You clung to his back, and shouted for him, with your legs flailing in the air.
Long seconds passed, Loki was still wedged inside of you, his knot keeping all his seed in your womb. It restricted movement, but you were never happier than when Loki was buried between your legs.
“You’re not scared.” He sounded surprised.
“I never was, my love,” you said, caressing his face with adoration. “I love you for everything you are. I am yours and you are mine.”
Loki smiled, flashing his pointy teeth. “I am yours and you are mine, my princess.”
He leaned down to kiss you, slowly at first, but didn’t take long until his kiss was passionate, deep and possessive. His knot was starting to subside, allowing him to move his hips, slowly fucking you once again.
You whimpered, in happiness, desire, love, need for him to start all over again. He took a deep breath, almost drinking in your smell. His toothy smile was not kind now, but feral.
“Oh, my princess, this has only started.”
Loki
Tom & Other Characters + Bucky/Stucky
CEO!Loki and his Sex Slave
Sub!Tom and his Mistress
Teen!Loki series
Tom Hiddleston Kinktober Drabbles 2020
Tom Hiddleston Sexy Prompts
The Shadow Of Your Heart Masterlist
Summary: Loki and Sigyn have known eachother since childhood. Tired of waiting, she gets engaged to another man, but Loki won’t accept it, and tricks Sigyn into marrying him instead. Married life is not bad, and for a long time they consider themselves happy. When the choices they make threaten with tearing them apart, an unbreakable bond and an everlasting promise could be the only things keeping them together.
Rating: Explicit || NC-17
Pairing: Loki/Sigyn
A Heart On The Mend Masterlist
Summary: Faith and Loki are fuck buddies. Someone who was there when no one else was.
When Faith was sleeping with a married man who all of the sudden decided to grow a conscience right after his wife got pregnant with twins. When Loki was being cheated on by his fiancee only a couple of weeks before their wedding.
It is a comfort thing and they were perfectly fine with it, why make it complicated with a baby? It’s ridiculous!
Rating: Mature
Pairing: Loki/OFC - past Bucky/OFC
Hospital!AU
Dancing In Your Storm Masterlist
Summary: Loki is capable of sweet talking his way into the bed chambers of anything with legs so successfully that you often wondered if his words were laced with magic. But after being yet another victim of his charm, you knew it was no magic, and only you were to blame for falling like an inexperienced pubescent girl into his trousers. You thought you could keep your heart out of it, but it doesn’t work like that. Is it too late to get out unscathed?
Rating: Explicit || NC-17
Pairing: Loki/Reader
Before he became the Sex God™️ of the MCU, Loki was a teenager, and had to start somewhere, right?
AU where Loki is a happy child growing up on Asgard, and the events of the MCU don’t happen at all.
All one shots can be read separately, but they are more fun all together.
WARNINGS: Some stories are +18 ONLY and have explicit sexual content. They could be read as underage sex, but in my head both reader and Loki are in their late teens/early 20s (or the asgardian equivalent) and are the same age.
Includes: Copious amounts of fluff, light angst, awkwardness and smut. And horses!
Links under the cut!
Tag list is open!
Requests are open!
The Embarrassing Hunt (gen)
Summary: Loki has stolen something from you, and sends you on a quest around the palace of Asgard to retrieve it. Why? Cause it’s fun! For him…
An Unusual Request (explicit)
Summary: Loki has an unusual request for you. You know you should be offended, but you aren’t. If you’re honest, the thought of doing what Loki has asked thrills you.
A Debt Repaid (explicit)
Summary: You already complied to Loki’s request. Now it’s his turn to return the favor.
A Ride To Valhalla (explicit)
Summary:You knew all your previous shenanigans would eventually lead to this. In a secret meadow by the mountains the perfect moment has finally arrived. And you both give into it more than willingly.
Sunkissed Skin (gen)
Summary: Thor celebrates his birthday with a day out on the beach. Loki fails to listen to your warnings and it doesn’t end well for him.
Someone Who Knows How To Ride (explicit)
Summary: Loki steals his father’s horse and takes you for a ride on the beach.
Of course, Loki being Loki, this is anything but romantic.
The Devil In Your Eyes (explicit)
You and Val are roommates, and since she started dating Thor, Loki is always hanging around in your apartment .You’re convinced his sole mission in life is to pester you. That’s until he helps you through a rough night and you realize that Thor’s little brother is more than just mischief.
It’s been months since that fateful night when Loki and you had revenge sex on camera for your ex to see. But it all came crashing down, burning as fast as it built up. Now, fate is throwing a chance encounter, and when words fail, maybe it’s because they’re not necessary at all.
A mission gone wrong leaves you to deal with terrible consequences, and Loki faces a decision he won’t ever be ready to make.
It’s your birthday, and your friends have booked a very special gift for you, with no other than Loki, God of Kinks himself.
It’s been a year since your friends booked you a night with Loki as a birthday present. Back then you couldn’t even imagine what that would mean. A year later, you and Loki are still a thing… a thing with no name… yet.
Loki doesn’t want to have kids. It’s okay, cause you don’t either. But despite all your combined efforts, it happens: you are pregnant.
Loki has escaped the Asgard prison, again, just to raid the cellar and steal some wine and ale. He loves it when the guards find him the next morning, he loves it when Odin comes to his cell to threaten him. But one day he goes one step too far, and you’re to one they sent to bring him back.
Study sessions are boring. The option is to tease your boyfriend to amuse you, but the little teasing in the library gets a lot out of hand.
It’s a lonely friday night at the Avengers Complex. You know Loki is there, probably in the training room. You are aware that he has taken a liking for midgardian music and (somehow) he has incorporated it into your training lessons. His choice of song for tonight’s lesson is quite amusing to you. Really, could he get any more cheesy?
Loki finds your vibrator and he gets all offended. “And you’re keeping this because?” He demands explanations and he’s not very happy with what you have to say about his findings.
You and Loki have been together for a while, but so far he has refused to let your relationship be known by the rest of the Avengers.
You’re lying next to your husband, Loki at night. He looks so peaceful asleep and of course he looks beautiful, not to mention how good he looks shirtless. You get hot and bothered and try to relieve your carnal urges while being careful not to wake him.
I’m In Love With Your Body (explicit)
Imagine Loki teaching you magic and telling you to “think of something and it’ll happen.” And of course, your mind wanders. And poof! Loki is suddenly stark naked in front of you.
The Grandmaster’s idea of doing you an honor is to have you and Loki provide the erotic entertainment at his next party. This would be all fine, except that not only are you painfully shy but you’ve been harboring a secret crush on Loki and this is really not the way you imagined things would start between you. However, the Grandmaster is not someone you turn down, and Loki knows it.
Locked Out Of Valhalla (explicit)
You’re a newly appointed chambermaid to Loki. You’ve been a chambermaid to other men and are naturally surprised that you’ve never seen evidence that he’s had ‘guests’ in his bed. You find out that Loki has virtually no sexual experience and take it on you to change that.
Loki Laufeyson was not made for love. He grew up in a cold household and had been sent to boarding school as soon as he could walk.
What he was made for, though, was sex, something he quickly became addicted to.
During his late adolescence and college years, Loki goes for and fucks anyone who catches his attention, but inevitably his intercourses turn bland and repetitive. Helped by the anonymity and the big city, he decides to expand his experiences, looking for new ways to satisfy his constant need.
He attends orgies and sex clubs. And it is here where he finally finds a more permanent solution to his problem.
His own sex slave.
WARNINGS: dub!con for the nature of sexual slavery. All stories are +18 ONLY and have explicit sexual content.
Includes:Explicit sexual content, Dubious Consent. Smut, sexual slavery, anal sex, oral sex, vaginal sex, sex toys, comeplay, come swallowing/eating, masturbation, rough sex, semi-public sex, edging, gagging, anal play. Orgasm delay/denial, multiple orgasms, orgasm control, humiliation kink, choking, leashes, collars, painplay, face-fucking, deepthroating, use of nipple clamps.
Links under the cut!
Black Velvet
Summary: Freshly bought and broken in, Loki finally takes his new sex slave to his office. After giving fake name and a day job, he’s ready to make the most of his investment.
Sex And Candy
Summary: Loki has had a long and tedious day at work that kept him away of his office, meaning his slave didn’t get to service him all day. He is restless, horny and eager, and means to make up for the lost time as soon as he makes it home.
What I Need
Summary: Loki hasn’t dated in a while, and this date reminded him exactly why. He arrives home eager to regain his sense of control, and his dutiful slave is always available.
Peter Parker: Let’s get a birthday cake.
Loki: But neither of us have birthdays this month.
Peter Parker: The cake won’t know.
Loki: Valid point, let’s get two.
Loki (whispering to Peter Parker): Good job on the mission today Spiderling.
Peter (whispering back): Thank you Mr Loki. Why are we whispering?
Loki (still whispering): I want Thor to think we’re conspiring against him. Please look at him when you reply.
Peter (looking at Thor): This is realy funny Mr Loki.
Loki (also looking at Thor): I’m glad you agree.
Thor, sweating in fear: What are they talking about?
Tony, who overheard them but doesn’t want to ruin their fun:Stabbing
{Thor proceeds to yeet himself out the nearest window, the last sound he heard was Loki’s hysterical laughter}
Peter Parker (holding picture of Loki): Have you seen Mr Loki?
Thor: Did he dissappear with the Tesseract again !?
Peter Parker: Oh no he’s fine, he’s reading over there on the sofa, but I just want people to look at him. Isn’t he awesome? :D
Loki:
Peter Parker: Mr Loki are you ok?
Loki, failing to wipe away his happy tears: I-I’m fine
