Notes: And so we begin with my attempt at replacing the ficlets I deleted from this collection! I’m going to try to post one a week, but there’s a lot going on, so I’m not going to beat myself up if I can’t get to it.
Hypocrisy
Finally! After an entire morning’s worth of needling and squirming and pouting, you found yourself in the open corridors of Asgard’s royal palace. Being a young woman—the only daughter of Odin’s Captain of the Guard at that—meant that you typically didn’t have many options for adventure whenever your father chose to drag you up there for some “society,” and that day’s meeting had been less adventure than most. Now that you were free of his and Odin’s watchful eyes, you intended to find yourself some fun, and you knew just who to look for to find that.
“Loki!”
Or perhaps that person would find you first. The enraged voice you caused you to jump about a foot in the air in fright.
A clatter of footsteps followed this cry. Louder they grew, and louder and louder, until a boy around your own age rounded the distant corner. You recognized him at once by the mischievous grin on his face. He in turn must have recognized you, for he picked up his pace the moment he spotted you.
“Loki?” you asked, but could not question Odin’s youngest son further before he darted behind you.
“Perfect timing as always, [Name],” he said.
“Perfect timing for what?”
“Loki, I am going to kill you!” the same voice from shouted. “And then I’m going to tell Mother!”
A strange noise issued from behind you. Turning, you found Loki stifling his laughter with his own palm. His green eyes twinkled with mirth. Thor continued stomping up the hall and opening (and slamming shut) every door on the way, and that only seemed to amuse Loki all the more.
“What did you do?” you asked. Your tone smacked the smile right off his face.
“Nothing!”
“It doesn’t sound like nothing.”
“All right, nothing important. Nothing Thor should be so worked up over, anyway. It was only a prank.”
“I thought the Allfather told you to stop pulling pranks on your brother,” you said with your hands on your hips.
Loki rolled his eyes. “What does he know? Thor’s got to learn to take a joke.”
“It’s not a joke if your prank is mean.”
“No one got bit this time! What’s the problem?”
“The problem is that you’re being—”
“There you are!”
Thor had found Loki at last. At least, you thought it was Thor. The red-faced boy headed right for you looked familiar, only he had bright blue hair with eyebrows to match. Your attempt at a swift greeting curtsy went ignored. Only Loki could capture Thor’s interest at the moment.
“Turn it back!” Thor shouted.
Loki didn’t flinch. “No.”
“If you don’t, I'll—”
“Make me? How? Get Sif to hold me down so you can punch me?”
Instead of thinking of a better way to finish his threat, Thor—still looking utterly ridiculous with his blue hair—lunged at his brother with a wordless cry of anger. Loki ducking behind you deterred Thor not at all. The two boys, one snarling, the other snickering, circled you. Around and around they went until you grew dizzy enough to shove the nearest person out of the endless whirlwind.
Unfortunately, that person turned out to be Thor. More unfortunately still, your shoving him was enough for you to end up at the wrong end of his wrath yourself.
“You're helping him!” Thor snapped incredulously.
“What?” You shook your head. “No, I—”
“I should have guessed you were in on this, [Name].”
“Wait. I had nothing to—”
“You're always helping him pick on me!”
“I never—”
“If that’s how you want things to be, fine. I’ll tell your dad, too. When he hears about this—”
A sudden peal of laughter from Loki interrupted Thor’s tirade. Disconcerted, Thor paused, but it didn’t take long for him to open his mouth to continue lecturing you. He took a deep breath, then found himself unable to speak over your laughter.
“What?” he demanded, looking between you and Loki as the two of you doubled over gasping for breath. “What are you laughing at? What’s so funny?”
“Maybe—maybe you should check a mirror,” Loki managed to choke out.
Thor’s eyes narrowed, but clearly his suspicions were great enough to convince him to follow Loki’s advice and leave you both unattended. It did not take long for him to find a reflective surface in the lush corridor. He took one look, then gasped. For good reason, too: Above his quivering lips now sat a magnificent mustache the exact same color as the rest of his hair.
“Mother!” Thor bawled before rushing back out of sight once more.
They were too much, his hysterics. Together you and Loki melted into a guffawing puddle right there on the palace floor. Only several minutes later did either of you recover to rise, hiccuping, into a seated position.
Loki shot you a knowing look as you wiped the tears from your eyes. “I thought you said I wasn’t to prank Thor anymore,” he said.
You sat up as straight as you could and said in your most prim of voices, “Thor has to learn to take a joke.”
This very nearly sent the two of you to the floor again. Struggling to contain himself, Loki instead hopped to his feet and offered you a hand to follow suit. You allowed him to pull you up. Each of you shot the other enormous grins at the exact same time. Then you both wordlessly raced up the hall side by side. Thor would be back soon, almost certainly with backup. Until then, there remained plenty of fun for you and your friend to go looking for.
Loki had always been a bit different–a bit more magic than muscle, a bit more tricky than truthful, a bit more bitter than sweet. But for all your years in his company, you never imagined you’d have to see his face through the wall of a prison cell.
“So they decided to send you to break me. I should have known,” Loki breathed, his grin as fragile as glass.
You weren’t sure how long he had known you were there. Perhaps the entire time, as silent as you had been trying to remain. As his green eyes caught the little light that filtered into his cell, you stepped forward.
“Break you?” you asked. “Why would they ask me to break you?”
“Oh, I think you know.”
You shook your head, your fingers fluttering out to brush against the surface of his cell wall. “What happened to you?”
“What happened to me? What happened to me? What happened to you?”
“Getting Thor exiled,” you said without answering him. “Trying to kill him and our friends. Destroying the Frost Giants. Murdering hundreds of innocent Midgardians.” You lifted your gaze to meet his. “You’ve changed.”
That got his ire. Loki strode forward. “I have not changed!” His shout was so loud that you stumbled backward. Though he couldn’t get himself any closer to you, Loki clenched his hands into fists and grimaced down at you. “I have simply learned what I truly am!”
“A Frost Giant?” you said calmly, getting to your feet and gathering your skirts around you along with your wits. “Thor told me. Loki, you cannot believe–”
“They told you!“ He barked out a wild laugh. “Of course they did! You’re Thor’s little lapdog now, aren’t you?”
“Loki, you are speaking madness. I would never–”
“Don’t deny it! You helped them. You helped them all. And you would send me back to exile as soon as you could to be rid of me. Just like my damned family!”
“What are you saying? Thor loves you! He–He adores you. And Odin–”
“All of it was lies, wasn’t it, [Name]?” His voice dropped to regular volume and his smile returned to something close to normal as he stepped backward and away from you. “The truth comes out. Everything we shared, it was all a lie so you could watch me, spy on me for my family.”
“What?” Hurt colored your tone.“ No. Loki–Loki, I–”
“Don’t say it.” He held up a hand. “I don’t want to hear that you love me. Not anymore. You lied to me, just like everyone else.”
You pressed a hand to your heart and moved forward again. “Loki–”
He whirled around. “Get out of my sight! I never want to see you again!”
A shaky breath escaped your lips, but:
“If that is what you wish, your Highness.”
All he did was watch you as you bowed and left the room.
A/N: While everyone else was freaking out over a naked Thor, I cried my eyes out after seeing his Loki tattoo. Then this happened. Enjoy, everyone!
Words: 1734 Warnings: pure fluff… and needles, I guess
With a sigh, you closed your browser. You had now saved a total of three hundred pictures to your laptop, all of which were tattoos by different artists from all over the world. You had been dying to use your own body as a canvas for years but unfortunately, never had the courage nor the money to put colour on your skin forever.
And then, you had met gods and superheroes and your life had taken a complete turn and your priorities had shifted entirely and you had fallen in love with the Norse God of Mischief. Passionate sex had led to feelings you could barely describe with words and now here you were, utterly devoted to a man who would outlive you by thousands of years.
People gave you strange looks whenever you mentioned your devotion to Loki, including the Avengers. And while his brother Thor was celebrated as the hero, Loki was still viewed as the villainous brother who attempted to subjugate the planet all those years back. It didn’t matter how much good he did, not to them anyway. Loki always acted like he didn’t care but whenever Thor, the media, and all of his followers praised him for yet another triumph, you could see the pained expression on Loki’s face—the disappointment.
“It’s getting warmer…” You murmured, cuddling up to him. He was so nice and cool you had a feeling this summer would be a lot more bearable than the previous ones. And even though he claimed that he hated physical affection, you could tell he was enjoying being close to you.
“Loki, we’re on the news!” Thor bellowed. He came barging into the room not caring for privacy, with an excited expression on his face. Loki rolled his eyes all the while you were flinching.
“Heavens, Thor…” Loki complained. You sighed, reaching for the remote to change the program. Thor was right, he was on TV—and he was being interviewed. The reporter was beaming, praising him for his help, admiring his strength. Not with a single word did he mention Loki; nor did Thor.
Loki pressed his lips together to a thin line and swallowed. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes once more when you wrapped your arms around him tighter. And then, finally, the camera panned to Loki for a split second. After that, it was a group of squealing fans holding posters and signs and screaming Thor’s name. One of them had Mjölnir tattooed on her forearm. Huh…
“Thor and his brother…” You heard the reporter say. There was nothing else of importance. The God of Mischief sighed. You switched the program again.
“Always a pleasure to be inside this square box.” Thor said, grinning widely. Then, all of a sudden, he paused. “It almost looks strange to see a woman in your arms, brother.” He looked at you. “I don’t know how you put up with him but I’m glad he found someone who seems to like his… chaotic nature, shall we say?” He grinned once more.
Loki tensed up, still stiff even after Thor had left.
“Loki… are you alright?”
He hummed in response. You put your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. At least you now finally knew what type of tattoo you were going to get.
-
Would it stay on your skin forever? Yes. Were you facing any hesitation at all? No. You wanted a part of Loki to be with you at all times when he was gone and this, strangely enough, appeared to mean so much more than a wedding ring.
Thousands of fans were committed to Thor, and not a single person had yet expressed their gratitude towards Loki, not to mention that it seemed he himself couldn’t quite believe he was worthy of such gratitude… let alone your love.
It was the following day already that you found yourself in the tattoo studio. They had given you a last-minute appointment after learning who you were and when you had sent your artist an e-mail with what you wanted to get, even the barrier of virtual communication was unable to hide both his confusion and probably even hostility.
In any case, though, he met you neutrally the following day. After shaking his hand, he showed you the template he had made with your pictures and, after making sure you were fine with it, got to work.
You barely registered your surroundings. The walls were full of art, the smell of sanitiser and what must have been the tattoo colours filling your nostrils, and in the background, you could hear the humming of another tattoo gun along with some rock music.
It was only then, when you sat down on the chair, that nervousness began to wash over you—not because you were second-guessing your decision but rather because this man was about to repeatedly poke your skin with a small needle.
“It’s a little too late to ask but would you prefer some numbing cream?” He asked.
You shook your head, smiling mischievously. “Seriously, dude, I fight wars with the Avengers.”
“Yeah, stupid question… So, um…” You resisted the urge to flinch when he started tattooing you. Actually… it wasn’t so bad. Well, the numerous forums you’d been on online had promised you that the inside of your arm was a piece of cake compared to, say the ribs. You were planning on getting more tattoos one day but for now, this one it was.
You couldn’t wait to see Loki’s reaction. He had no idea you were here.
“Why… why Loki? I-I mean… I know you’re technically an Avenger but… that dude’s kinda evil.”
“Evil? He’s helped Thor and the others on missions countless times by now.” You tilted your head. “People just refuse to see the good in him.”
“Suit yourself, I mean… he tried to enslave all of humanity but…”
“That was a long time ago. And it wasn’t entirely his fault if you remember Thanos.”
The tattoo artist cleared his throat. “Yeah, I guess… Still. I mean it’s your skin.”
“Exactly. So let’s just do this. This is my first tattoo, I’d like to have a good memory of getting it and not sit here for hours defending my bo-“ You stopped yourself before you could say boyfriend. He’d see soon enough, for you had asked Loki to come pick you up here a little later. Besides, Loki didn’t like to be called your boyfriend. He was much more of a… lover, he had said. It had a nice ring to it.
“Yeah, yeah… sorry. I promise your choice of tattoo won’t impact the quality of my work. You’ll love it when it’s finished.”
“I’ll take your word for it.”
-
You only had to take two breaks in between, drinking plenty of water and stretching your legs a bit. Once the tattoo artist had finished up and wrapped clear foil around your tattoo to protect it, you sent Loki a text.
It was odd, every single time, to remind yourself that Loki was using a phone. He never used emojis though, for some dubious reason. That almost made it hard for you to tell when he was being sarcastic or not.
“What is this place? What are you doing in a tattoo parlour?”
“I was shopping for flowers. What do you think?” Chuckling, you embraced him when he entered the tattoo shop. It was perfect timing, for just when you pressed your lips on his to greet him properly, your tattoo artist reemerged from his private backroom.
“Oh… Oh! Oh. Mr… Mr. Loki. You, um… so you’re… wow.” You winked at him. You had to admit, his fear was rather hilarious… which was exactly why you had asked Loki to come pick you up. Besides, Loki could be quite the gentleman if only he wanted to. He lovedbeing all protective over you and that included taking you home on a regular basis.
Loki tilted his head when you broke the kiss, narrowing his eyes at him with his lips parted. “And who are you?”
“I, um… I did her tattoo. It’s um… you know what, it’s on the house.”
“Oh… thanks.” You said, grinning a little. Scary boyfriend privileges…
“You were not joking then? You actually got tattooed?”
“I’ll show you when we’re back home. Come on. Thanks again!”
“Y-yeah… thanks. Bye.”
As soon as you exited the shop, you burst out laughing. “Did you see his face? I love it. Come on, Trickster.” Intertwining your fingers with his, you dragged him along, not even giving him a chance to respond until you reached the Avengers’ Tower.
You couldn’t wait to take your jacket off and show him your tattoo and it seemed, Loki was equally curious.
“Why did you decide to put ink on your body permanently?” He suddenly asked.
“It’s beautiful… to use the skin as a canvas… and to have art that means a lot to you with you at all times, to become a part of you.”
“Hmm…”
“I’ve been thinking about getting tattoos for a very long time but then all this happened and I forgot about it for a while… but I’ve been doing my research and… well, I think you’ll like it.”
Loki frowned when you beamed at him. Once you arrived in your shared room, your grin grew even wider. Excitedly, you took off your jacket, took a deep breath, and then presented your arm to him.
Loki’s lips parted, you could almost hearhis face fall when he laid his eyes upon the golden helmet and the dagger you had gotten tattooed on your arm. Then, his blue eyes, filled with utter shock, met yours.
“You… you… this is my…” You smiled at him, biting your lower lip and eagerly awaiting what he would say but instead… instead he was tearing up.
“You… this will be on your skin forever.” He choked out.
You nodded. “I love you, Loki. This is a symbol of my devotion to you. Maybe no one else around here appreciates you the way they should be… but I do.”
Loki closed his eyes for a brief moment. And instead of responding with words, he pulled you into his arms, hugging you so tightly you feared for your breath. He didn’t need to say anything more. His embrace told you more than you needed to hear.
What if a demoness kept Loki as her pet in the depths of Muspelheim?
I’ll just… I’ll just leave that here for you. Bye!
With your head tilted, you skimmed your eyes over what had gotten caught in the fire pit. And then you saw him. The raven-haired god with the sharp jawline and cheekbones to die for. Blue eyes bore into yours, his thin lips parted. He was sweating, on his knees, breathing heavily. He was stunning.
“Who is that?” Intrigued, you pointed at him. His eyes narrowed.
“That? Keeps rambling about being a god.”
You chuckled. “I figured this much.”
“I am a god!” He bellowed. Damn.His voice was sexy. Dark, smooth, like it was able to convince you to do almost anything. “I am Loki, rightful king of Jötunheim and I demand—“
“Loki? You are an Asgardian god? How did you end up here?”
The demon gave you an annoyed huff. “I have no time for chit chat. Time to say goodbye, god of whatever you are.”
Loki’s eyes widened. And for a good reason too. It would be a shame to turn that pretty face to ashes.
“Wait! I want to keep this one. Do with the others as you will.”
“You’ll stop bothering me then?” The demon growled. You winked at him when he grabbed Loki’s arm and dragged him towards you. The god stood, his expression both menacing and threatening. A smirk tugged at the corners of your red lips. Three, two, one…
A dagger materialised in his hand the very moment your eyes turned bright red. You leaned back almost casually when he drew back but just before the tip of the blade could penetrate your skin you breathed out a surge of fire, melting his weapon down.
Loki let go of it just before it could singe his skin. The shocked expression on his face was priceless.
“Get dressed, pet. I have news.” Rousing from your sleep, you turned around, draping the blanket back over your bare form. You couldn’t remember the last time you had worn clothes. There was no need for it, after all. Loki—your Loki—kept you in his domain like a princess. The captive princess of another kingdom he had claimed as both a lover and a pet but a princess nonetheless.
You loved him. You had loved him when he ran for President and almost enslaved an entire planet and you had loved him when the TVA showed up and sent him to this godforsaken place. One of the Minutemen had called you soulmates, leading you to believe that all Lokis out there had… well, one of you.
This Loki was just lucky enough to still have you—and to have you love him. And boy, did he love you too even though he’d never admit that… not verbally anyway.
“What is it?” You mumbled, refusing to open your eyes. Loki chuckled, causing you to blink and squint against the bright daylight—well, as bright as daylight got here in the Void. His figure came into your view, the long, raven hair and the golden horns that you had not just once wrapped your hands around while he fucked you senseless…
“The lesser ones found a new Variant. That might be interesting.”
“Interesting for you because you could recruit another Loki? What’s your plan, Trickster, do you want to raise an army?”
“Thin ice, pet. You are moving on very thin ice. Now be a good girl and get dressed.”
“You think we’ll find some more chocolate bars on your conquest?”
Loki chuckled once more. You laughed when he ran his fingertips over your sides, tickling you.
“We might just get more than that. One of their Lokis revealed the location of their shelter. All of their supplies will be ours soon.”
“Sounds good…” You smiled, turning back over to get a few more minutes of restful peace before another exhausting day full of trying to hide from Alioth.
-
As it turned out, it didn’t sound too good after all though, for what Loki had failed to tell you was that the group of Lokis he had spoken about was witty. Dangerous. And they already had the new Variant on their side. One that, as it turned out, looked exactly like yourLoki. Their timeline must have been so similar you wondered whether there were only subtle differences with how things turned out for him in the first place.
Besides that, you were wondering what had caused this Loki to get on the TVA’s radar and end up here. He did seem like he had been through a lot—just like your Loki once his presidential campaign had gone downhill.
Only this Variant was different. This Variant… recognised you. Your heart skipped a beat when he spoke your name in midst of this strange hideaway underground. You half hid behind your Loki to remain undetected, not interested in a confrontation with any of the Lokis who, ultimately, all wanted the same thing—power, a throne, recognition.
There was pain reflecting in his eyes. “I thought I lost you…”
Your lips parted. “Loki… um, I’m… I’m not your… I’m from a different timeline.”
“She’s mine, Variant,” your Loki growled.
The new Variant’s eyes shot up, locking with President Loki’s eyes. It was a stare down contest if anything, neither of them willing to blink.
“Loki, he’s telling the truth. I don’t know you.”
“I recognise her too. You are so young.” The oldest Loki in the room suddenly spoke up. He didn’t seem to take any particular interest in you beyond that, perhaps because you were several thousand years younger than he was. The kid in the room had probably not met his version of you yet and for the Loki wielding what looked a little like Thor’s hammer, you must have looked different as well.
It was the new Variant that your Loki felt threatened by as of right now. The tension was palpable.
“Is he keeping you hostage here?”
Gasping for air, you shook your head. Your Loki right next to you was fuming.
“I will not hesitate to gauge your eyes out if you keep looking at her.”
The new Loki breathed out, rolling his eyes and shaking his head a little—almost as if he was annoyed by this mirrored version of himself. He had guts, reminding you once more that this Variant and the Loki you had fallen in love with were quite possibly almost the same.
You felt a little… sorry for him. Who knew how he had lost his version of you in his own timeline. Any of them. But with this Loki, looking the same as your Loki, it felt… more intense, as if there was a connection.
SomethingyourLoki did not fail to notice.
“Enough of this!” The Loki with the rather strange Mjölnir replica bellowed with a start. “Let’s focus on the task at hand here. I betrayed you and now I’m king!”
President Loki raised his eyebrows, stepping forward menacingly. The subtle and yet so dangerous move did not fail to send shivers up and down your spine.
“About that…”
“You can’t be serious!”
“Come on… what did you expect?” Fuck.You bit your lower lip, stifling a hysterical laugh. One thing was for sure—your Loki was the hottest man walking the planet, wasn’t he? You sighed, averting your gaze quickly when you realised that the new Variant was still staring at you, observing each and every single one of your reactions to whatever was unfolding in the hideaway.
“That was not the bargain! I gave you our location in exchange for shelter and supplies, you give me your army and I take the throne!”
“Ah, yes… not so good a bargain. How about this one? My army, my throne. Now get on with what we came here for!” He shouted.
Next thing you knew, all hell broke loose and the Variants following Loki’s every command attacked, plundering, fighting, tricking.
Your Loki grabbed your upper arm. It was apparent he had no interest in participating in this battle himself.
“Let’s get out of here! And take him.” He ordered, nodding towards the new Variant. His gaze met yours, a mischievous and menacing smirk spreading on his lips. “He might come in handy. And he will pay for laying his eyes on you, pet.”
-
“Did you see the way he looked at you?” Loki barked once you were back at your shelter, the Variants following you suit. Well, except for the new one, that was. They were struggling dragging him along. You flinched when he flung an empty glass bottle off the nearby table using his magic.
“Loki… Loki, I know you’re angry but please, calm down.”
“What do you think will happen if we don’t get him under control? He will want you all for himself! If he is anything like me beyond his looks, he is going to try anything in his power to take you from me!”
“That won’t happen! I won’t letthat happen! I belong to you, Loki! We came from the same timeline, we are meant to be together. No one can take that from us!”
Growling like a feral animal, he reached for you and pulled you close so that you got knocked into his steel chest. You gasped, unable to take a proper breath before his lips came crushing down on yours, claiming your mouth like he was afraid this was going to be the last time he got to kiss you. It wasn’t a chaste kiss—it was raw passion, raw need and lust, all teeth and tongue.
Your lips were swollen by the time he pulled away to let you catch your breath, his hands tugging at your clothes which almost felt weird on your body after being naked in his quarters for so long.
“Loki… Loki, we’re not alone…”
“Then let them see what belongs to me. Let them see what only Iam allowed to do to you.”
“L-Loki, wait, I don’t think…”
But the God of Mischief was already tearing your clothes off of your body. Your dirty trousers came off right along with your knickers to pool at your feet, acting like makeshift shackles of fabric that stopped you from moving away. Loki lifted you up as if you weighed nothing, his hips forcing himself between your legs as he sat you down on the table and pushed you back until your head rested on the flat and hard surface.
Fuck, this was turning him on, even more so when he realised that two of his lackeys had just dragged the new Variant in, holding him down on his knees. His blue eyes widened, his lips parted when he caught sight off the show your Loki was putting on.
A moan escaped your lips when he pulled his already erect member free from his suit trousers, the warm tip wet with precum pressing against your entrance. Shit… at the end of the day, it didn’t matter where you were or if someone was watching, no? Loki could make you sing for him with but a mere touch of his, could play you like an instrument until you begged him for mercy, having passed out more than just once from all the orgasms he had forced out of you.
“I want you to scream my name. Let them know who’s the one to give you pleasure, pet.”
The Lokis behind his back gulped and even the new Variant stopped struggling when he realised that he wasn’t bluffing. He was going to fuck you right in front of them.
But before you could take a breath to protest, Loki had already sheathed himself inside of you. Almost brutally, he claimed your quim for himself, his strong hands wrapping around your ankles tightly to keep your legs spread for him.
From this angle, they weren’t able to see much of your private parts and yet, you felt more exposed than you had ever had running around naked in Loki’s quarters. More than you had going to the sauna with your friends and where no clothes had been allowed for hygiene reasons. This was different.
Fuck, of course it was different! Loki wasliterallyfucking you! You moaned once more when he withdrew almost completely only to thrust back into you so forcefully you struggled for air. With your fists clenched, you hissed in pain when the back of your head hit the table and yet, your body was already begging him for more.
You grew wetter by the second, your cunt welcoming him in, your walls moulding around him like you were made for him—which you were, technically.
With every single stroke, you felt the hot and greedy glances of the other Variants on you, making your skin and the back of your head tingle with excitement and arousal. There… fuck, there was something about being watched while Loki took you like that. Feral, raw, passionate, with any disregard to tender love-making—for that was reserved for when you were in private.
You were the only one who caught regular glimpses of Loki’s soft side, after all. But that didn’t matter now. Nothing mattered but his hard cock buried deep inside of you, hitting all the right spots to make you sing and moan and whine.
You arched your back, your hips bucking up to meet his eager thrusts. Even though your eyes were more than just likely to roll to the back of your head at any given moment, you were unwilling to let that happen. Too tempting was the sight of Loki and his raven hair falling into his face as he kept rocking into you with his gaze fixed on your helpless form in front of him, and the golden horns reflecting the gloomy daylight.
The way his forehead grew sweaty and the way he was panting as he picked up the pace, whispering sweet nothings as well as dominant orders to you.
“Hmm, you like that pet, do you not? You like being on display, showing everyone how I can pleasure you? Don’t you wish to show them?”
You swallowed thickly, whimpering in response. You loved and hated the fact that he could read you like an open book both at the same time. He was right. With every single thrust, you climbed the ladder of pleasure higher and higher, your desire for this man clouding your mind, your pussy begging for an orgasm.
“Cum for me,” he demanded darkly. You would not have been able to disobey him even if you had wanted to. Pleasure rippled through you like a wildfire, your toes curling as you screamed his name. Your cunt clenched around him rhythmically, your mind shattering into a million pieces.
Loki grunted when he felt you convulse around his length while he was still pumping into you, relentless and unwilling to give you a break. “That’s it… good girl…”
You were shaking by the time your climax faded. Had you not been lying on the table, you would have collapsed. And then, only a few last hungry thrusts later, Loki joined you into the abyss. He stilled inside of you, burying himself as deep as he could as he filled you with his warm seed, eliciting yet another moan from you. And it felt so damn good you wanted him to do it again this instant.
Loki leaned forward, scooping you up like a kitten so your head rested against his chest.
“Hmm…” He hummed. “Perhaps I shouldlet him touch you. The Variant who looks like me… wouldn’t it be fun for you to tease him and give him a little appetizer of what he will never be able to have…”
Peeking over to him, you could practically feel the blood rushing to your cheeks. But you were too far gone to realise how incredibly cruel this would be.
“Now… I hope you are hungry, pet.”
“I am… but not just for food.”
Loki chuckled darkly. He tugged himself back in, a smirk tugging at his thin lips when you whined upon the loss of his now slowly softening member inside of you and then, surprisingly, he helped you get dressed again as well. Not once did he shoot the Variants still gawking, too stunned to speak, a look.
“We managed to claim quite a few promising supplies in the heat of the moment. The other hunger I shall sate for you later.”
You grinned, your mind wandering off to a place where you were sat on Loki’s lap on his throne, impaled by his cock while he was feeding you, all the others watching in envy.
“Deal.”
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Welp, guess I am going to make this a three parter. The third part will be the last part, I swear!
Summary: You didn’t really like Loki, but you lost your memories and Loki takes advantage of the situation by pretending to be your boyfriend. What could go wrong?
Warnings: Some smut if you squint. Also didn’t proof read this cuz I’m le tired. Sorry.
Words: ~ 3k
Part one on my master list.
You furrowed your brows at the man in front of you, who apparently was named Loki and was your boyfriend. None of this looked familiar, but something about him being so close to you felt…weird, but also right. You believed every word he said. Loki, or so he calls himself, was rubbing his thumb over your hand and you were thankful that you weren’t here in this hospital bed alone.
“I’m sorry that I don’t remember you.” You continued to look down at your joined hands and you genuinely did feel bad. How horrible must it be for him for his lover to forget who he was? You said so out loud and he gave your hand a gentle squeeze.
“It’s okay, Darling. I am not upset. I am just glad you are okay.” His eyes were glassy, and he looked at you. The love and affection were apparent in his eyes, and you felt obligated to give him a little smile.
“How long have we been together?” It was an innocent question, but Loki seemed thrown off by it. Thankfully, the God of Mischief was good at thinking on his feet.
“It’s relatively new,” He cleared his throat awkwardly, “but we are very happy.” He looked so stiff, but you just assumed it was because his girlfriend forgot who he was and the stress of that.
You laughed and that seemed to perk him up a bit, “I will take your word on it.”
Summary: things get a tad awkward with Loki but you actively avoid it as things go south with Matt
Part 5-
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You felt his lips on your neck as his hands roamed, cupping your beasts as he kissed you passionately. “I need you y/n.” He whispered as his lips traveled down your neck to your chest. You arched your back as you felt your knees being spread apart. “So needy love. I’ll give you what you want.” You heard him whisper as he lowered his head between your thighs.
Summary: You train with Natasha, and you find out something new about yourself. Loki’s protectiveness gets a bit…much and frankly, it pisses you off.
Warnings: Swearing. Smut 18+
Words: ~3800
Other chapters on my master list.
Never in all the years of your life, did you think you would be in a training room with none other than Black Widow. The training room in the Avenger’s Tower was empty, outside of you, Natasha, and Loki who brooded in the corner, keeping a watchful eye on you. You had to give Natasha credit, not only was she deadly, but she was an amazing teacher. There were whispers amongst the team about her brutality during her training sessions, but today with you, you saw someone who was patient, and efficient in her teaching techniques.
But she was also relentless. With each failure, she would tell you to get back up and try again. Your body was still frail from the torture and starvation you endured, and you could feel the weakness in your bones midway through your training session. There was one defense move you were trying to get down, but you just weren’t getting it. The bear hug defense move. Everything she was teaching you was very basic, but you were struggling, and it was frustrating you beyond belief. Every time you tried to escape the petite assassin’s grasp, it reminded you of how weak you were. How helpless you felt in your cell.
Tears started to well in your eyes as your heart hammered in your chest, giving way to a tidal wave of anxiety. Before the first pathetic hiccup left your lips, Loki was already up and making his way across the room to you.
“That is enough, Romanoff. She’s done for the day.” He growled. He hated seeing you upset, and he was already struggling containing himself. Every time he saw you crash on the mat or struggle against Natasha’s hold had his blood boiling. Frankly, he didn’t even want you there. It was his job to protect you. If you had him, what else did you need? Yet, he remembered what Tony had said. That there would be times he wouldn’t be around to protect you due to his ‘obligations’ to the Avengers, just to stay out of Asgardian prison. The fact that his choices, the mind control he endured led him down a path where he couldn’t be with you or protect you, made him hate himself even more.
“No, Loki. She’s fine.” Natasha had let go of you and turned you around to face her. Tears were brimming at the corner of your eyes, but thankfully they had yet to spill over. Though, that last thread of stubborn dignity was threatening to snap.
SUMMARY: Forced to marry a man you did not love, you find yourself lost in a foreign land for the sake of your father’s kingdom. But the loneliness was only short as your time was well spent with your betrothed’s father instead. CHARACTERS:Emperor!Loki Laufeyson x Princess!Stark! Reader; Prince!Vali Lokison. Prince!Tony Stark. King!Howard Stark. Natasha Romanoff. Wanda Maximoff. SERIES WARNINGS: Alternate Universe. Age Gap (At least 16 year age gap; Reader is of Legal Age); Smut; Blood and Gore; Mention of Execution; Character Death(s); Verbal Abuse; Family Trauma; Specific Warnings to be added per chapter.
Summary: Story set nearer the Viking Age. You were a Greek sea goddess who crossed paths with the god of mischief. Continuation of previous chapter. Waking up together, you and Loki make up for lost time with some well earned intimacy. But after returning to Asgard once more, he finds the net of suspicion growing tighter as Thor, Sif, and the warriors three begin to take notice and turn their attention further to him. Later, while you confess a little to Muninn, Loki also faces the self realization of his own deepening emotion.
Warnings:*contains smut* This chapter includes sex, mention of masturbation, ejaculation, and Loki wanting the reader to show a little more confidence/dominance in bed.
Just as every time before, Loki again woke before you. In the silence, he could even hear the soft sounds of the snow still falling lightly against the cabin’s roof. Only that and your soft breathing beside him.
As he shifted he could also feel just the slightest remnants of sand against the mattress, scraping his skin. Something he’d probably just have to get used to he thought, now looking back over at you.
The dull remnants of last night’s headache still remained, but far weaker and entirely manageable as he felt his normal mental clarity had returned. He’d left the doors to his quarters in Asgard locked before leaving last night. And those at the palace could all assume he was still sleeping off that alcohol fueled haze, buying him a little more time now.
But borrowed time was all it was. Though it was still so strange. Never would have he expected to find anything or anyone in Midgard that he was willing to work for in this way. To scheme and plot incessantly it felt like these days just to try and make this all work out in his favor.
Was he actually still afraid though? Was that really what it was? Fear that something so unexpectedly found, could be all the easier lost? Of course, initially when he’d thought of all the ways this could go wrong, there was always someone else to blame.
Odin primarily if his Father would not accept the relationship. Possibly Thor if his brother would somehow charm you in that inexplicable way of his, just as he had already taken their family’s and their people’s attention without even trying.
But for the very first time, Loki was having new, rogue thoughts.
Because what if it was only himself? What if he was the one that would fail to know how to capture this? What if he didn’t know how to maintain it? That had never been a concern before.
People had entered his bed in the past, and they had left it. He never missed them. He might miss the feeling. But if he ever did, he just found another. It was all the same.
But what happened when he didn’t want another? What in the gods’ names did someone do then? He did not like that new uncertainty. Not at all.
He’d fantasized about you one day standing beside his throne before now, yes. But fantasies were often fleeting. And just claiming a trophy was not the same as this, whatever this was. A foreign sense, almost comparable to dread was now creeping into his mind as he looked at your sleeping face.
Yet he refused to be a coward either. His pride competing with his uncertainty as he grazed his hand down the side of your cheek. He wouldn’t make the same mistake of yesterday morning at least. He wouldn’t wait so long to the point that he’d have to rush back to Asgard wholly unfulfilled again.
No, he felt you’d now slept long enough, his hand then tracing further down your naked form beside him as he leaned in to begin kissing your neck.
Yet even with the touches, you only shifted slightly. Closer to him even instead of away as he smirked despite himself against your skin. How anyone could sleep so deeply, he did not know. Were you really so trusting?
Did you trust him?
You hadn’t initially. He knew this as he remembered that first day he’d ever seen you. As you hid behind those trees with your spear clutched, yet wholly to him looking like you’d never once driven the weapon through anyone at all.
You were nervous he thought, especially when his illusion had caught you off guard. He’d known right away that you weren’t human, but he wasn’t sure what else you really were as he’d only wanted you to leave then. He’d been so annoyed to find that even in the barren wilds of Midgard, that he would still run into any other being so quickly.
It was strange to think now that maybe in some minuscule way he really did owe Odin and Thor for that chance encounter though.
He’d been infuriated at them, after Father’s very public declarations which had all but cemented Thor’s path to the throne. Loki had felt he was going to do something he may actually regret if he hadn’t left Asgard then and there to go cool down. And he’d been so concerned that Thor would only follow, Midgard had just been the first place he’d thought to blurt out to Heimdall. The last place Thor would guess, somewhere in the south as well where he wouldn’t have to run into any of those who still worshipped either his father or brother.
Yet all that seeming idle rage had just put him on a direct course to you. But he knew there were so many who still believed only in the predetermined. That everything was already fated and all would always transpire just as it should.
Loki still vehemently refused these notions however. He wanted to take credit for the things he’d earned. Never did he wish to be only a puppet on a string to higher powers. If he could keep you, it would solely be because he was worthy.
And that was always a secret at his core. How badly he wanted to be worthy.
His touches grew more insistent at that. His palm splaying low on your abdomen as he kissed even harder at your throat. And when he felt you move, he even started to suck at that skin, hoping to leave marks as one of your hands tightened on his arm.
“Loki?” You’d asked sleepily at last.
Yet he pulled back enough to taunt in return. “And what would you do if it were not?” A darkly funny thought really. He’d never yet seen you be truly violent, as he didn’t count any of those instances with the mortals. That was only like swatting flies. You hadn’t even been angry. And it intrigued him to imagine you actually fighting someone, anyone. Did you even know how?
But he didn’t really give you time to answer him either. Now knowing you were finally awake, he moved over you to kiss your mouth instead. Deeply, as he took advantage of you both already being nude beneath the blanket as he started to slide himself back and forth against you.
He didn’t miss that little moan you gave against his mouth either, pleased to know you could be so responsive even just upon waking.
Even though he’d only teased you the other day about self soothing in his absence, he would love to know if you’d ever pleasured yourself while thinking of him. Did you ever fall asleep imagining him between your legs, or wake up envisioning this very thing?
He was already growing hard at just the feel of your body against his, and now these added hypothetical thoughts of you still needing him even when alone. He had no qualms about admitting it himself. Those times he’d laid in his bed in Asgard, legs open and thrusting into his own hand as he’d envisioned you. It would make no sense to just sit there and suffer when the urges could be dealt with with a little imagination.
As it was now though, his hand concerned itself with the very real woman right in front of it as he started to rub his fingers between your legs. He’d never asked if you’d actually been a virgin before that first time he’d claimed you. He remembered some comment you’d made about your own intimacies being closer to never.
Yet it didn’t matter of course. Virginity was more just a concept than any real world value, especially to him. But he thought he was right in his sense that you were inexperienced at least. Which did stroke his ego as well to hope he was giving you pleasure beyond whatever you’d previously known.
And you did get wet easily he’d found. The amount of foreplay he gave you was more to stretch out the time together, even if he could already tell you were ready for him as smoothly as his fingers slid inside you then. It was a balance surely, not letting things be over too quickly, but also being so hard already himself and wanting to be inside you.
But he still delayed his own need, working his fingers methodically, trying to get that tell tale tremble to go through your legs. Those nerves were so sensitive he knew. Of course, it could be said that he had a very unfair advantage over other men in that arena, as obviously he’d practiced in his own female form many times as well.
He knew exactly how it could feel. How it did feel to get that stimulation. And he smiled as you moaned a little again, though maybe in time you’d learn to be louder for him. There was still a bit of shyness and pride there most likely, you holding back somewhat from what felt so good.
Yet he had got you going that night in the cave. Calling him “King”, telling him to fuck you. You’d just been trying to say what you thought he wanted to hear he was sure, but it hadn’t mattered for as good as it had still sounded coming out of your mouth.
He wondered how you would respond though, if it was him begging for you. He liked the idea as he now started to finally rub the tip of his erection against your entrance. He certainly didn’t have to fake anything on his own side though, knowing he must have that needful expression on his face by now for how badly he wanted to hurry and sheath himself inside you.
But he didn’t, instead grabbing hold of you to roll the two of you so he was now on his back with you straddling over the top of him. His swollen member now helpless against your stomach.
“Come on-” He groaned, almost calling you by your real name, though just barely stopping himself as Muninn was still here. He knew last night, even drunk as he’d been, he’d never actually called you a goddess or uttered your name in front the creature. And that was only for your protection.
But otherwise, let that spy dare bring news of this to Odin as Loki bucked a little beneath you, intentionally making a shameless moan as his cock scraped your abdomen roughly. And he did not miss the surprise on your face as he did so. He wanted you to ride him now, to let you control the force and the speed.
He knew you understood too. You weren’t that naive. But the hesitation in you was evident, making him have to speak further.
“Please,” He growled, honestly that desperation in his own voice triggering him even more. He did like this, the little role reversal. And oh, how many different games the two of you could play whenever you were finally more comfortable with him. No, he didn’t think any bedroom with you in it could ever become boring for him.
“Loki,” You had breathed in return, and he could hear that arousal permeating your own voice as well. It made his name sound so good, he wanted to hear it again and again even as he watched you lift yourself over him, blanket now thrown back and out of the way.
The view was exquisite. Watching you sink down onto him, feeling how tight it then was inside you as it took all his willpower to not immediately begin thrusting.
He was breathing harder now, trapped between your legs and loving it as you shifted, still trying to get accustomed to his width and length again before you would really start to move.
He still didn’t mind encouraging you though, guiding one of your hands then to splay it on his chest, wanting you to press down on him to steady yourself.
“Go on,” Loki all but begged. He could see that needful look returned in your own eyes however as you finally began to pump your hips.
Soft and rhythmic at first, he looked to the ceiling as his fingers dug into the outside of your thighs and he bit into his own lip at the torturously slow sensation. But this kind of delayed gratification was a torture he’d gladly accept an infinite amount of times over.
A reflexive gasp escaped him though as you suddenly raised up and slammed back down on him. Gods. Yes, that was the way.
“Harder,” He pleaded, your hand on his chest pushing into his sternum now almost as hard as your hips were moving against him.
Over and over, your bodies hitting together. He heard you hiss through your teeth though, his length finally hitting at a harsh enough angle to cause you real pain. But it would only have been your own doing, as he was still staying as still as he could.
Yet at the sound he forced his torso up, even then with your fingernails scraping down his chest as your hand slid down. He raised himself up enough to reach one of your breasts, mouthing it roughly and kissing it to distract you from the pain.
That elicited another real sound of pleasure from you before the hip thrusting started all over again, and you pushed him back against the bed with both your hands.
He grinned as his back hit the bed again. But you followed him down, your chests then colliding as you kissed him, still on top of him, still sliding him in and out so roughly between your legs.
And he couldn’t help it, grabbing you possessively, not letting you back up as the two of you kissed and he bit your tongue lightly then. This is what he wanted as he felt himself already so close to orgasm.
Some tiny, distant voice of reason reminded him he’d already been careless twice in his overwhelming desire for you however. Once at the cave, and then again in the forest that first night the two of you had come to this village. He’d given you his seed both times, wanting to feel you to the very last moment instead of pulling out.
He knew nothing of Olympian biology and if it was even compatible with that of an Asgardian to be true. Never before had he heard of a half breed between the races. But as young as you both were, it was certainly not something he would really wish to keep risking. He had zero interest in siring heirs when he had yet to claim the throne for himself of course. He’d have to be as old as Odin before he’d even consider it, not wanting to deal with more possible usurpers to his own ambitions.
And as he felt that release building in him, reason did finally win out and he all too reluctantly forced you back. Even as he continued to kiss you, he just used his hands to hold back your hips. Keeping him from reentering you as he did the last thrusts on his own, sliding against the skin of your stomach once more before he came on you both.
In the aftershocks of his orgasm he didn’t even care about the warm, sticky mess then between you. He just laid back, panting a little as he looked up in your eyes.
But he could see that little bit of question there as he smiled in what he knew was just an intentional play at arrogance on his part, his hands still rubbing your hips gently. “What, dear? As excellent an example of breeding stock as I am, I don’t think we’re quite ready for that burden do you?”
You gave a weak laugh though, and he knew you hadn’t even considered that full potential really, just as caught in all this as he was. But you must not have minded the mess much either, just laying back down on him afterward as you rest your head against him.
And it was so tempting to just stay that way, his arms then moving back around you. If only the both of you really could. But the realms weren’t quite ready for this power couple that he was already envisioning the two of you to be.
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As you finally stood again to pull your dress back on, you didn’t worry about any of the remnants of Loki still on your abdomen. You’d have plenty of time to go bathe in the sea once he was gone again, which would be happening in only a few moments unfortunately. You’d both lingered together in bed as long as you could have, but he now had to return to his palace once more.
He’d already dressed himself again as well, using his magic to pull his clothing back from the floor and onto his body in the proper order quite quickly.
“What are you going to do with him?” You’d finally said though, eyeing the all too quiet chest on the floor with some concern. If the bird had passed on sometime in the night, you weren’t going to forgive yourself for not intervening sooner. But Loki had been so adamant that Odin’s ravens were far more resilient than you knew.
“Just keep him here for now.” Loki answered with all the emotion of someone commenting on the weather as he fussed a little more with straightening out his cloak that’d gotten wrinkled from being in a pile the night before.
“Oh, so I can be blamed by Odin if he dies?” You retorted, before thinking further. “Or by you if he escapes?”
Loki smirked at you, one you thought was meant to be charming, though you did realize he now seemed in a far better mood than he’d been in the night before. “I wouldn’t let that happen to you.” He promised.
Your eyebrow raised in an entirely disbelieving expression.
But Loki just continued. “And he can’t fly until his wing regenerates. It will at some point. But it’ll still take time. So guess who gets yet another new pet?”
“How lovely.” You answered with fake appreciation. “But won’t they come looking for him?”
“Oh those two can wander the realms for weeks before they check in again. They don’t come back until they have something they think Odin would wish to know. I’m sure in the real olden days it was daily, but with mostly peace in the realms again, there really isn’t much new to report now is there?”
“You have an answer for everything don’t you?” You kept on, though realizing it entirely futile.
He moved closer then though, just smiling still, “I have to go.”
And maybe it was only more manipulation, conning you into complying once more, but he actually leaned forward and kissed you. It was different though. Gentle, almost…caring?
But over just as quickly as he then walked for the door. “Do remember he does bite. And watch what you say around him. He never forgets any information until he’s delivered it to the Allfather.”
A bit late for that you thought. But maybe Loki truly didn’t care. Or every rude and awful thing he’d already said around the poor bird was really how he always spoke to him anyway in Asgard. Either way, this was not comforting to you in the least.
“Goodbye.” Was all you could think to say, still unsure how your previously, relatively uneventful life had now become as complicated as this.
But he actually said it back, a little look back at you before he closed the door, teasing that nickname purposefully again. One he must not think Muninn would be able to use against you at least. “Goodbye, Kærr. I’ll return when I can.”
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Asgard, later that day
“I’m telling you something is going on.” Sif reiterated, arms crossed as they all remained gathered in the courtyard, now watching as Fandral and Hogun paired up for the next sparring match.
Fandral glanced over at her, right away barely dodging Hogun’s mace Hridgandr as he raised his shield. “So Loki’s sneaking around. What of it? That’s-” He grunted, almost getting knocked off balance as he had to sidestep again before plunging ahead with his sword. “That’s what snakes do.”
“Mind your tongue, that is my brother you speak of.” Thor warned, albeit with his feet now kicked up as he sat on the nearby ledge. His head still throbbed enough from last night, he now winced a little every time one of their weapons bounced loudly off the other’s shield.
“He does take the form of a serpent quite frequently.” Volstagg offered though. “Bugger got in my helmet once. Hah, but joke was on him. We’d just gotten back from Vanaheim and I hadn’t seen a bath in three weeks! Never seen a creature come back out so fast!”
“Ugh,” Fandral and Thor replied simultaneously.
“The maids said his quarters were locked all the way until after midday food in the hall.” Sif just continued, “And he was acting so strange yesterday morning, even for him, he-”
“Well what would Loki care for midday feast? Skin and bones that boy.” Volstagg interrupted.
And Fandral questioned, landing another near strike against Hogun. “Which maid said that? Helga or Ulfid?”
Yet Sif tried to ignore the both of them. “I’m saying I think he’s been going somewhere else, he-”
“Well where were you and Thor last night?” Fandral just interjected again.
Sif’s tone changed to an even deeper annoyance at that, quickly defending. “I was in my quarters.”
“As was I!” Thor answered all too fast, but then realizing his mistake, tried to backpedal just as quickly. “I mean, I was in my quarters of course, not Sif’s.” He chuckled a little nervously, intentionally looking away from everyone then.
Yet Sif just rolled her eyes, “And where were you, Fandral?”
But Fandral smirked provocatively, “With the maids, Helga and Ulfid of course. That’s why I asked which you’d spoken to. I left my belt and I need to fetch it back, I-”
Sif raised her hands. “Gods. Just stop. I don’t want to know.”
“You talk too much,” Hogun cut in at Fandral, sweeping the chain of the mace under the other’s feet then and laying him decidedly on his ass. Yet Hogun only continued after, already offering a hand to help Fandral back up. “Why do you not just ask Loki? See what lie he gives and investigate from there.”
Thor came back in at this though, that little tone of defensiveness returning. “But why does he have to be lying? Maybe he really was at the library yesterday, maybe he had a hangover today? It could be the truth!”
And at that every single one of them looked pointedly at Thor.
He stared back at them, defiant by nature, but at the same time withering slightly under the combined judgement of all his friends. “Okay, yes. He likes to bend the truth at times. But he’s my brother and I’d like it if we could stop gossiping about him. Are we warriors or are we maidens?”
And at Sif’s resulting death stare, Thor cleared his throat, but still continued. “Gossipy maidens…you know, like the maids, not like you of course, Sif!”
But Fandral raised his rapier again at that. “Now wait just a minute, you keep Helga and Ulfid’s honor out of this. Sif is the one so worried for some reason.” He looked to her tauntingly. “Keeping a watch on Loki now, Sif? What, do you fancy him all of the sudden? They say opposites can attract after all.”
Thor looked only further distressed at this, even as Sif spun instantly, drawing her own sword. “Alright, move Hogun, Fandral’s mine!”
Volstagg just spoke up cheerfully though, pointing across the courtyard then. “Oh look, there’s Loki now. Let’s just ask and put an end to this here and now, yeah?”
Fandral smiled, looking over as well. “Speak of the devil and he shall appear, lads.”
“He’s not the devil.” Thor chided lowly, now hopping off the ledge to come to standing. He cupped his hands around the sides of his mouth though, then calling out loudly all the way across the large courtyard. “Brother! Hey!”
The lean figure in the black and green leather paused suddenly at that. He’d only been using one of the open air corridors that bordered the courtyard. Several books in his hands when he’d had no choice but to turn his attention towards that bellowing call.
Thor brightened a little to see Loki then striding towards them a few moments later, the thunder god wanting to have this subject done and over with.
“Yes?” Loki just asked with little emotion though as soon as he’d stopped in front of them all.
This actually caught Thor off guard a little however, expecting something more sarcastic possibly, or maybe even a reprimand for screaming across the entire courtyard to start with.
“How are you feeling?” Thor just asked abruptly though, as usual having no real plan and just blurting out the first thing that came to mind.
Loki’s eyebrows did furrow at this though. “I’m…fine? Am I supposed to be otherwise?” He responded.
“Well, uh, I didn’t know. I heard you almost missed the beginning of the victory celebrations yesterday. Which you gave a mighty fine speech at by the way.” Thor tended to compliment others when nervous, but he just continued awkwardly. “And then this morning, you were all holed up in your quarters through half the day. So I just wanted to make sure, as we know you usually rise with the sun.”
Loki gave a brief glance to all of them before just looking back to Thor. “I lost track of time while in the library yesterday morning, my apologies, brother. And after last night’s lengthy celebrations I still had quite a headache long into this morning. I kept to my quarters with a few books that I’d checked out the other morning. I was only on my way to return them now.”
Thor smiled, also looking to the others before giving Loki a pat on the shoulder. “Well, we won’t keep you then. Thank you, brother.”
“Always,” Loki only returned the smile, giving a little nod before walking back away.
The group waited until he was well out of earshot and completely out of sight.
“Well, he’s plotting something. Sif was right.” Fandral mused.
“You see. If you’d only listen to me the first time.” She agreed.
But Thor seemed surprised at their interpretation, “What? No. He literally just said-”
“Said with a smile,” Fandral countered.
“And with extreme politeness,” Volstagg added.
“He might just be in a good mood today!” Thor tried to argue back.
But Fandral gave him a sympathetic look. “Thor, my good man, he’s your brother, yes. We understand. But he did not come across his own title by happenstance. The god of mischief just walked away from us with a smile on his face. There’s some sort of trickery now afoot, I assure you.”
Thor crossed his arms, giving them all a displeased look, still very reluctant to agree. “And you propose we do what then?”
“Reconnaissance.” Fandral said simply.
“Oh, a scouting mission. We haven’t had a proper one of those in a while!” Volstagg replied with a little excitement.
“We could speak to the librarian. Ask how often he’s really been in there?” Sif offered.
“And next time he doesn’t come out in the morning, we take an excursion across the balconies to see if anybody is really home.” Fandral continued, sounding quite sure that this would be a fun idea.
Thor still looked troubled though as he glanced to Hogun. “Do you have any words in the matter, friend?”
Hogun looked unimpressed as usual, but shrugged a little. “It will be good training. We have fought many physical battles recently. But not all battles are fought so plainly. Subterfuge is another component of war. To which I agree…in that, your brother excels far above yourself.”
“That’s because Thor is honest!” Sif defended.
“I only state the truth as well.” Hogun countered, though not offended.
Fandral raised his sword, pointing it to the sky symbolically. “Then it’s decided by democratic process. We shall commence operation ‘Catch a Snake’ posthaste!”
“Can we not at least name it something else?” Thor complained, yet knowing well when he’d already been overruled.
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Midgard, that night
You had a few bruises on your hands from this long process of trial and error today, but it wasn’t terrible as you spoke to him softly yet again.
“Now, Muninn. You have to drink at least.” You had managed to finally pick him up out of the chest around midday, which is where most of the bites had come from. You’d just gone back to the sea ever so briefly before to clean yourself up, and brought back a little raw fish for him that he’d refused to eat and you’d had to throw it back out.
You’d also found some rudimentary wooden cups and bowls in another little holding chest as well though. So you’d gotten freshwater from the stream in one of the bowls as you now tried to offer it to him.
Every time you got too close with the bowl though, he’d just try to flap away from you. Usually falling over back onto the bed pathetically with his one working wing as you now sat there with him.
“Listen, I know I’ve already said this many times. But I’m not going to harm you. I don’t like this any more than you do, really. Yet, it’s not my place to tell one of Odin’s sons what to do. Surely you can sympathize a little? You must know the inner workings of Odin’s palace and the power structure there better than anyone.”
But the bird only fluffed up again, giving you that same irritable look he’d given most the day.
You had nowhere else to be right now though, then just laying down patiently on the bed as you propped yourself up with your elbows and watched him.
“Are you cold?” There was no insulation to speak of in the dwelling, and now with the snow laid thick on the outside, you could feel how much more the temperature had dropped in here even in comparison to this morning.
You guessed Persephone must have returned to her husband Hades fully now. So all the plants and grasses would wither as always, that time of cold and darkness lingering for months until the rebirth of spring.
You wondered if Asgard had the similar passage of the seasons though. Did it even rain there? Did it snow at times or have blistering heat at other periods?
There was still so very much you didn’t know. Loki had warned you about divulging anything to Muninn that you wouldn’t want Odin to hear. But what if it wasn’t any groundbreaking information you had to share? What if it was actually questions you had instead?
“So, is it true you can traverse the realms then without even using the bifrost?” Loki had seemed pleased the other night, saying something about Muninn finding a door for him. “It must be very interesting to be able to see so many places either way though.” You continued, but obviously still aware how much the bird would have rather been as far away from you as possible, instead of stuck here with this forced socialization.
“I’ve never been anywhere else.” You said truthfully though, still talking to him kindly. “I can only imagine what exciting things the other realms must hold. You’re quite lucky really…I mean, normally anyway. I know you must be in pain right now.”
You could see his black eyes upon you, he was listening, but still with his feathers fluffed.
“I wish you’d just admit that you’re cold, and likely hungry and thirsty.” You tilted your head a little, having an idea then of another strategy to try with him. “You know, Loki doesn’t have to know whether we were nice to each other or not. If you’re trying to make a show of things, thinking it’ll make you look weak in front of him otherwise…that’s not necessary if he isn’t even here to see it.”
You scooted the water bowl just a little closer to him, but also then moving the blanket very slowly to bunch it up in a little circle around him.
Seeing the blanket moving, he immediately tensed again, mouth opening threateningly as his good wing flared out.
“Easy…” You said, glad he actually seemed more focused on the blanket than your hands in that moment as you didn’t get bitten again. And you kept edging that blanket closer around him until it looked fairly comfortable you thought. “See? Like a little nest. Far better than a dusty old chest anyway, right?”
With that, you laid down on your side fully on the bed. The water was still in his reach if he wanted it, but you wouldn’t bother him anymore trying to manually offer it.
“I’m sorry.” You said softly still though. “None of this was supposed to happen. But I’ve never…” You paused, giving Muninn a sort of sad smile. “I’ve never met anyone like him.”
Was it wise to confess anything at all to this servant of Odin? No, surely it wasn’t. But who wouldn’t infer this eventually anyway? Why else would you be here at all? Why would you still be participating in this clearly escalating bit of madness?
“I know you’ll return to Odin as soon as you are able. And whatever transpires after that, I just want that one truth known. Anything I did was for the prince, for Loki.”
Even now you still wondered where he was, what he was doing, and when you could see him again.
“I care for him.” Was all you said next so simply though. An understatement as well perhaps, but the look in your eyes conveyed the truth.
And to finally say even that out loud opened something deeper inside you. You couldn’t turn back now even if you’d wanted to.
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Asgard, that same night
Loki sat alone in his room, books strewn around him on his bed. Some of the books were the very same ones he’d been carrying when confronted by his brother and his brother’s friends earlier in the day.
He’d had to make a show afterward of actually going to the library as if to return them, to back up his excuse in case he was followed. But in reality the majority of these hadn’t even come from the library. The ones he’d been carrying earlier were actually Frigga’s own spell books.
He was researching tracking spells, knowing Muninn would heal soon enough and that all the risk he had taken in capturing him would be for naught if he couldn’t trace him back to whatever portal between the realms the spy had found. Huginn and Muninn were the only beings he was aware of that were gifted with the ability to sense and find even those smallest rifts between the worlds. And they exploited that fully as they travelled from realm to realm, acting as Odin’s eyes on all that transpired through the kingdoms.
Yes, it was now more crucial than ever that Loki find this workaround. He was still inwardly seething a bit to know that Thor and his friends had already gotten this far on his trail. He would now have to forfeit using the bifrost for some time, knowing they’d likely be watching his every move.
If he went back to you too soon, they would only follow and force him to return Muninn and reveal everything before he was ready. But if he waited too long, the bird would heal and eventually escape, flying to Asgard before he could trace him back to the location of the portal. Then all would also be revealed with Loki still having no way to return to Midgard if Odin had one of his usual stern upsets and forbid it.
But as he poured through the ancient pages, he still found his usual focus somewhat missing. He just kept recalling that odd feeling from this morning. In the quiet of that cabin before he’d woken you. And the alcohol couldn’t be blamed by then.
He took a breath, that fear twisting around in the back of his mind once more. He didn’t want to name it. Objectively though, there were only a few things it could be called.
For the average being, the word was often characterized by some sort of euphoria though. Or at least a sense of warmth, a profound glow, all things that were supposedly so common.
Yet for him, it was like a weight, tightening around him. Dread…to have something, someone to lose.
No, he wouldn’t name it. He wouldn’t call it what so many others might.
Warnings: mentions of pregnancy, imprisonment, I think that’s it………if I missed something I’m sorry
Summary: loki and frigga put their plan into action as you work to move on.
Part 15-
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Asgard-
“You know what to do.” Frigga said as her and Loki walked down the corridor. He nodded slightly, breaking off heading to his chambers. A week had passed and he was running out of time. He closed the door, locking it, he couldn’t be disturbed if this was going to work, it had to be believable.
He sat on the bed, crossing his legs putting his feet under his knees. He closed his eyes and focused. He knew this would drain his power, but there was no other way. Summoning all of his seidr, he focused on his duplicate, willing it to life. He opened his eyes and he was in the corridor. He felt it flicker for a brief second, but pushed more of his seidr into it. He took a deep breath and started towards the throne room.
Frigga was standing by the doors. He walked up standing next to her. “Are you in your chambers?” She whispered. He looked at her and nodded. She smiled as they looked at eachother. “Let’s get you home.” She said as he nodded, and they both walked into the throne room. “Your highness, it seems I have been called away on urgent business in Jotunhiem, there has been an uprising that must be quelled.” Loki said standing in front of the steps. Thor looked at Loki, and then to Frigga. “Can not one of your generals handle this issue?” He asked standing up.
“I’m afraid not, the generals are overwhelmed, so I must return at once.” Loki said looking at him. Thor started walking down the steps, not taking his eyes off of Loki. “And when will you return, your bride will be here day after tomorrow.” Thor said circling around him. “I should return by then.” Loki said watching Thor. Thor suddenly smiled “very well brother, I shall accompany you to the bifrost.” Thor said extending his arm. Loki nodded and headed out of the room.
They made it to the bifrost, Loki and Frigga exchanged a look. “Hiemdall, King Loki must return to Jotunhiem briefly, will you open the bifrost?” Thor said smiling at Loki. Heimdall looked at Thor before looking to Frigga. “Yes my king.” He said, turning the sword opening the bifrost. “I will see you in two days time brother.” Thor smiled. Loki nodded and walked into the lights before Heimdall shut it down. Thor turned to leave nodding at Frigga “Mother” before leaving. Frigga looked to Heimdall “Thank you.” She said nodding. He nodded but didn’t say anything. She turned and quickly headed back towards the palace.
She made it to Loki’s chambers, looking around to ensure she was alone before slipping in. “Are you ok?” She asked seeing Loki rubbing his temples. “Fine, just drained. He wasn’t supposed to come with us.” He said looking at her. “It will be fine, we must go now.” She said rushing to the door, Loki following. They were both on high alert as they made their way to the stables, there were other pathways to earth, Loki just had to get there without being seen, and using all of his power to cast the duplicate left his seidr depleted, unable to disguise himself.
“Go, find your happiness son. I hope to one day see you again.” Frigga said hugging him. “Thank you mother.” He said hugging her back. “I must get back before I make noticed, you know the way.” She said looking at him. He nodded and smiled at her. She smiled back, and turned heading back to the palace. Loki ran into the stable pulling a horse out. “Brother, surprising seeing you here.” He heard. He stiffened “damn.” He said slowly turning to see Thor with several Einherjar. “I was wondering when you were going to stop falling for that.” Loki said, sarcasm laced in his tone. Thor huffed a laugh “take him to the dungeons.” Thor bellowed as the gaurds surrounded Loki.
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You were making tea when you heard a knock on the door. You had had several people come look at the property but no serious inquiries, you were hoping this one would be the one, you couldn’t be here anymore. You ran to the door with a smile “oh, Dr Laing, what are you doing here?” You asked surprised. “Afternoon y/n, I’ve come to look at the property.” He said with a smile. “Oh, well come in, I’ll show you around.” You ushered him inside.
You went over the details of the house with him, giving him a tour before heading outside. “What happened there?” He asked pointing to the scorched grass. “Oh, just a freak incident a little while back, it should grow out fine though.” You said as he nodded. You showed him the fields, and took him to the stables. “I didn’t know you had horses y/n.” He said looking at you. “Oh, yeah they were my dad’s, that’s buttercup and daredevil.” You said pointing at them. “What will happen to them when you sell?” He asked looking at you. “I’m hoping to find someone who would want to keep them here, but if not I’m not sure yet.” You said closing the doors.
You went back to the house inviting him in. “I was making some tea, would you like some?” You asked heading to the kitchen. “Yes please.” He said looking around. You came back out ushering him to the table. “So y/n, I am very interested in your property, and I was wondering what your asking price was?” He asked sipping his tea. “Well I hadn’t totally decided yet, I just wanted to leave as soon as possible.” You said stirring your tea. “Well, I would defiantly love to go over that with you when you’ve made a decision.” He said looking at you. “That would be great, I’m sure we can come together on a price.” You said looking down.
“Are you entirely sure you want to sell?” He asked leaning forward. Clearing your throat “yes I am. There are too many memories here. I need to start over, somewhere new.” You said fighting your tears back. He nodded finishing his tea. “Well and I would love for the animals to stay, if that’s something you would agree to.” He said smiling. “Oh, I would love if they could.” You said with a smile. “Well then, I’ll leave you to decide, I’ll be in touch, and you know how to reach me.” He said standing. “Yes, as soon as I figure out the details I will call you.” You said walking him to the door.
“Good night y/n.” He said nodding “good night Dr Laing.” You said closing the door behind him. You sighed as he left, you were finally going to be able to move forward, and knowing the animals would be ok was a relief. You laid on the couch, wrapping the blanket around you, the tears you had been holding in escaping, running down to the pillow. You wrapped your arm around your stomach “We’ll be out of here soon little one.” You whispered. Closing your eyes letting the escape of sleep take you..
Warnings: mentions of arranged marriage, sadness, mentions of pregnancy, depression.
Summary: loki and frigga work on their plan. As you try to find a way to move forward.
Part 14-
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Asgard-
A week had gone by with no word from frigga as the wedding plans moved forward. Loki was pacing his chambers as he heard a knock. He ran to open it finding a gaurd standing there. “The king requires your presence.” He said backing up. Loki nodded, closing his door following. “Brother.” Thor bellowed as he entered the throne room. He only nodded as he stood before the throne. “Why have you called me?” Loki asked looking up at him. “Good news, I have found a suitable wife for you.” Thor said getting up walking down the steps. “She is on her way, and you shall be married in two weeks time.” He said clapping a hand down on Loki’s shoulder. “And why must I do this?” Loki asked moving away from Thor. “So solidify the alliance, you must marry an asgasdian.” Thor said simply. “You know very well I cannot take her back to Jotunhiem, she will perish” loki said looking at him. “We’ll figure that out, come, let’s go over the arrangements.” Thor said walking away, Loki following.
Loki stormed into his room slamming the door. He needed to do something but it was beginning to seem hopeless. “Loki, my son.” Loki looked up seeing frigga. “Have you found a way?” He asked walking to her. “I believe I have. Come.” She said motioning to the lais. They discussed her plan, making sure they worked out every detail. “I must go before I am missed, you know the plan.” She said standing up. “Yes, and we must act fast. I am to be married in two weeks.” Loki said following her to his door. “We will enact our plan soon, wait for my word.” She said. “And son, I am truly sorry for everything. And I hope one day you’ll be able to forgive me.” She said cupping his cheek. He closed his eyes and nodded. “I just need to be with her.” He said looking at her. “And you shall be, stay strong and be ready.” She said slipping out the door.
She made it to her chambers and heard a knock on the door, as Thor entered. “Mother, may I ask what it was you were doing in Loki’s chambers?” He asked coming to stand in the middle of the room. “I was only asking him of the progress of his union.” She said sitting down. He eyed her sitting across from her. “I would hope you two would not be plotting behind my back.” He said looking at her. “No my king, only catching up, I see him so little.” She said not breaking eye contact. “He is to be married in two weeks, and then he will return to Jotunhiem.” Thor said standing up. “And what of his bride? It is far too cold there for her to survive.” She asked looking at him. “He will need to remedy that, it is not my concern.” He said heading for the door. “And mother, no more sneaking around.” He said turning towards her. “Yes my king.” She said bowing her head. With that he was gone. She sighed, hoping their plan would work.
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You went about your routine in a daze. You felt like you were on autopilot. You had been taking your vitamins everyday which helped you feel a bit better, but not much. Everything was overwhelming since you found out. You continued sleeping on the couch, unable to sleep in bed without him. Everything felt empty, lifeless as you wandered through your days.
Every night you would take your tea and sit on the porch watching the sunset, secretly hoping to see the rainbow lights again, hoping he would come home, and every night was the same, nothing. As you walked through the house everything reminded you of him. The front door where he would pounce on you when you came in, the kitchen where he would hold you until your coffee was done, the bathroom where he had taken care of you. You had made love to him in every room, every surface holding a memory of him. You went to his room, opening the door you were hit with the smell of him. You hadn’t come in here since he left. You just stood in the middle of the room, replaying everything in your mind.
“I need to get up.” You said. “No you don’t” he said, snuggling into you.
“I love you Adam.” You said hugging him. “I love you more.” He said, leaning down kissing you.
You felt the tears run down your face as the memories flashed in your mind. You loved him, love him, but he didn’t feel the same, he left. You went to the living room, remembering your last night with him, staring into his eyes as he held you close to him, your bodies connected. In that moment you felt your souls connect. You had never made love to anyone so intimately. You laid on the couch, wrapping yourself in the blanket you let the tears fall. There was nothing you could do but try to move on.
You had decided to sell the farm. The memories being too much to handle. You rolled over onto your back, rubbing your stomach. “We’ll figure it out little one, I promise.” You sighed. You had a couple people coming to look at the farm tomorrow, hoping one would work out. You didn’t want to, but you couldn’t be here anymore, surrounded my the memories, the pain. You closed your eyes, hoping sleep would take you.
Warnings:depression, sadness, mentions of illness, stress, anxiety, manipulation, Thor being a jerk.
Summary: loki arrives back in asgard as you try to carry on
Part 12-
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Asgard-
Arriving back on Asgard, Loki stormed out of the bifrost heading towards the palace. Making his way through the corridors towards his chambers. “Brother, we shall be meeting with the leader of Jotunhiem, asserting your claim to the throne, ready yourself to depart.” Thor said, Loki didn’t respond, only nodding before going inside. He closed the door looking around the room, he never thought he would be here again. He sat on the lais, thinking back to what had transpired…
“Brother, why are you really here?” Loki asked Thor as they went into the house. “I need your assistance with Jotunhiem, they are threatening war and I can’t have that.” Thor said walking around the living room. “Why not ask Odin, he’s the one that banished me, why would he want my return.” Loki said sitting at the table. “Father has fallen into the Odinsleep, he isn’t aware we are here.” Thor said sitting across from Loki. “And what does all this have to do with me? I was cast out, I’ve made a life here, with y/n.” Loki said looking at Frigga as she sat down. “Do you truly think she will want to be with you when she finds out what you’ve done?” Thor asked looking at Loki.
“She would, she’s kind and understanding.” Loki said looking between Thor and frigga. “Your a murderer Loki, will she forgive that?” Thor asked looking at loki. “That wasn’t my intention and you know it!” Loki yelled at Thor. “Enough brother! I have a deal I wish to discuss.” He said standing up. “You will return to Asgard, assume the throne of Jotunhiem preventing war, and barter and allegiance with Asgard.” Thor said looking at him. Loki scoffed “and if I don’t, if I choose to stay here with y/n?” He asked with a smirk. Thor loomed over Loki “either do you as I ask, or now with your memories restored you’ll spend the remainder of your days in the dungeons.” He said glaring at Loki “and as far as y/n, I’m not sure how the avengers would feel about her housing a war criminal.” Thor said pacing the room. “Thor….” frigga started “enough mother, I am king, he will do as I say, won’t you Loki?” He asked looking to Loki. “You wouldn’t do that to her!” Loki yelled standing In front of Thor. “I will do what is necessary for Asgard, you would do well to heed my warning, brother.” He said stepping closer. “What shall it be?” Thor asked. Loki looked to the porch seeing you sitting with your back to him “there will be no where she can hide from them, she will be imprisoned, assumed your accomplice.” Thor said.
Loki sighed, remembering how you took care of him, showed him kindness, love. No one had ever treated him that way, but he couldn’t let you spend your life imprisoned because of him. “I will do as you ask, but I will speak with her” Loki said heading towards the door. “Brother, it would be best if you end this, as you surely won’t return.” Thor said sitting down. Loki knew what he had to do and hated himself for it. He nodded and headed outside.
He put his head in his hands as he felt the tears well in his eyes. This wasn’t him, this isn’t what he wanted anymore, he wanted you. But he had to protect you, he couldn’t let you sit in a prison cell. The look on your face when he told you he didn’t love you would haunt him. He had told many lies in his long life, but that’s the one he’ll always regret.
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You slowly opened your eyes looking around the room. You were hugging Adam’s…….well Loki’s pillow, you had hoped it had been a nightmare, but you weren’t that lucky. You walked to the living room, it was eerily silent. Everything felt empty without him here. You went to the kitchen, making your coffee before sitting at the table. You looked at the couch, thinking of your last night with him as your eyes teared up again. Did he think you wouldn’t understand? Did he think you wouldn’t accept him?
You wiped your face, sipping your coffee. You knew you had to take care of the animals but you couldn’t get your mind straight. The way he was so cold, distant, unfeeling. When he said he didn’t love you, you felt everything in you shatter. You’ve been left before, made to pick up the pieces and move on, but it’s never physically hurt. Just breathing felt like your chest would explode. You Inhaled a shaky breath taking a drink of your coffee, you stared at it for a minute before feeling your stomach gurgle. Putting your hand on yout stomach you felt a tightening as a wave of nausea hit you.
You to the bathroom as everything in you emptied from your stomach. You sat back leaning against the wall. You rubbed your stomach, thinking the stress was making you sick. You got up washing your face and brushing your teeth before heading back to the living room. You dumped your coffee down the drain before heading to get dressed, making your way to do your chores. You walked out seeing the burnt circle on your field and walked over, kneeling next to it. You ran your fingers through the burnt grass as you felt the tears stream down your cheek.
You wiped your face, heading to the stalls. You fed and took care of them before heading to the horses. Seeing daredevil made you instantly think of him. With his long black locks, stunning features and kind soul. You walked up rubbing his nose as he nudged your hand. “Im sorry boy, I don’t think he’s coming back.” You said shakely as daredevil shifted on his feet. You leaned forward wrapping my arms around his neck hugging him. He rested his head on your back, it almost felt like a hug.
You went back to the house seeing you were low on food, you made the decision to go to town. Maybe it would help get your mind off things. you walked through the grocery store in a daze, when your cart ran into another. “I’m so sorry, I wasn’t paying attention.” You said looking up seeing Dr. Laing. “No problem, no harm done.” He smiled. “Hey, how’s mystery man doing?” He asked looking at you. “Oh, his family came and got him, so he’s gone.” You said looking down. “I see, well how are you?” He asked. “I’m ok, still just dealing with the farm.” You said looking up. “Are you feeling ok, you don’t look well.” He said. “Oh im fine, just a little stomach upset ” you smiled, but he didn’t look like he believed you. “Well if it continues come see me.” He said and you nodded. “Take care of yourself ok?” He said rubbing your arm “I will.” You said nodding.
You made it back to the house. Unloading your groceries trying to distract yourself from how empty the house felt. You made a sandwich before heading to the living room. You sat down putting on a movie. You were about halfway done when the nausea hit again, running to empty your stomach. “What is wrong with me?” You thought as you brushed your teeth and headed change. You grabbed Loki’s pillow and blanket and laid on the couch, hoping the movie would distract you long enough for sleep to find you.
Warnings: mentions of memory loss, mentions of past abuse,
Summary: life was perfect, until it wasn’t…..
Part 11-
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You woke up to your alarm. You groaned before reaching up shutting it off. You rolled over but found you were in bed alone. “Adam?” You asked into the darkness but got no answer. You got up putting on your pajamas heading to the kitchen, seeing Adam pouring coffee into your cup. You walked up behind him hugging him. “Morning love.” He said putting his hand on your arm. “I never want to wake up alone again, that was terrible.” You said hugging him tighter. “My apologies love, I just wanted to get your coffee” he said turning around to look at you. You wrapped your arms around his neck “cuddles are better then coffee” you said kissing him. “I’ll keep that in mind” he said kissing you back.
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Thor and frigga made their way to the bifrost. “Heimdall, I need you to locate Loki.” Thor said the the gatekeeper. “I have instructions not to allow him back into the realm your highness.” He said looking at Thor. “Odin is asleep, as I’m sure you know, and I hold the throne until he awakens. Now do as I ask.” Thor said walking closer. “I have seen the prince, I know where he is. But maybe it would be better to leave him as he is.” He said looking at frigga. “I only need know where he is, if you know, you will send us there at once.” Thor demanded. “My queen, you know what I speak of. Is he not happier now?” Heimdall asked looking at Frigga. “Send us there heimdall.” Thor said “yes my king.” He, opening the bifrost as Thor and frigga were pulled into it.
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You both got dressed heading to the animals, your fingers linked with Adam’s. You made it to the horses, seeing daredevil perk up seeing Adam. “I missed you too.” Adam said rubbing his head as he nuzzled his nose into him. “You take him for a ride, I’m going to go check the corn real quick, see if it’s ready.” You said hugging Adam. “If it is we’ll take care of it as soon as I’m done.” He said leaning down kissing you. “I love you Adam.” You said smiling at him. “I love you more.” He whispered against your lips kissing you again. You headed to the field as he took daredevil out.
You kneeled down checking the stocks, when a flash of light appeared in front of you, colors swirling around, it looked like a rainbow. You put your arm over your eyes backing up. When the light faded you saw two figures, a tall blonde man in what looked like armor and a red cape and a woman in a long blue dress. Startled you threw an ear of corn at him, watching it bounce off hitting the ground. You looked at eachother for a moment. “Lady, I am looking for my brother.” He said walking closer as you tripped landing in the ground. “Y/n!” You heard Adam yell in the distance. “Adam!” You yelled back, backing away from the massive man. “Son don’t frighten the poor girl.” The woman said walking up next to him. “My apologies lady, I only seek my brother.” He said looking at you.
You got up as Adam ran from behind you pulling you behind him. “Who are you, what do you want?’ He demanded of the man. "Brother!” The man said walking towards Adam. He backed you both up, holding onto your hand. “I have no idea who you are, you need to leave.” Adam demanded looking at man. “Oh, right. Mother” he said turning around to the woman. She slowly made her way to stand in front of Adam. “Loki, my son, all will be made clear soon.” She said looking at him. “Whose Lo…” he started when the woman put her hand on his forehead. “What are you doing, get away from him!’ You yelled rushing the woman as the larger man grabbed your arm. You saw Adam’s eyes glow white as she whispered something. "Leave him alone!’ You yelled again struggling against the man. His eyes closed as she released him, you pulled away from the man rushing to Adam’s side. "Are you ok? What did she do?” You asked looking him over. He kept his eyes closed holding his head. “Adam answer me please.” You said grabbing his arm.
He opened his eyes, his emeralds meeting yours “I am not Adam, I am Loki, of Asgard.” He said calmly. “What’s Asgard, please tell me what’s going on!’ You yelled starting to panic. "He is prince of Asgard and the rightful king of Jotunhiem.” The blonde man said coming up next to you. “What is Jotunhiem?” You asked looking at him. “It is an ice planet, where the frost giants live.” He said. Your mind was reeling, nothing was making sense. “Thor, what are you and mother doing here?” Loki asked backing away from you. “Let us go inside and we can discuss it.” Frigga said looking at Loki.
They turned to the house leaving you standing there. Asgard, Jotunhiem, frost giant, none of it made sense. As you slowly made your way to the house you felt the heaviness in your chest, this sinking feeling that was overwhelming you. You sat on the porch staring into the distance while they were in the house. You watched as the sun began to set, the anxiety running through you when you heard the door open, and Loki sat on the opposite side of the steps from you, putting as much distance as possible between you. Your heart sank.
“Lady y/n.” He started, you closed your eyes at the formality of the name, was your Adam gone? You put your head down listening “I just wanted to explain, if I can, my brother and mother, Thor and frigga, have come to take me home.” He said fidgeting with his hands. “My…..Odin……stripped me of my memories and sent me here as punishment for my crimes, my mother has restored them.” He said looking out to the field. You lifted your head looking at him “Ad…..Loki, do you remember everything since coming here? With me?” You asked nervously. He put his head down nodding.
“So do you……do you still love me?” You hesitated. He looked at you, you could see the affection in his eyes, until it changed, he seemed distant, cold “that’s not who I am lady y/n, that man you found, I’m not him.” He said looking at you. “Yes it is, your more him then anything else. That Is you in here.” You said pointing at your heart. “That man I found in the field, that is who you are, not king of wherever that was, or prince of whatever, just plain and simple you, the man I fell in love with.” You said, feeling the tears welling in your eyes. “Lady y/n” he started “Don’t call me that, please.” You said scooting closer. He sighed “you have no idea what I’ve done, why I was cast out.” He said looking down “and I don’t care! I fell in love with you, all of you, that doesn’t matter.” You said reaching for his hand but he pulled it away.
Your heart sank, you looked into his eyes “was what we had nothing?” You asked looking at him. “Y/n I have been offered a pardon, and the promise of the throne that is rightfully mine.” He said stiffening. “Then I’ll come with you.” You said “you cant, you would die.” He said plainly “humans cannot go to where I am from.” He said looking out. Reality was starting to set in, this was more important to him. “Aren’t you human?” You asked looking at him. He snapped his head to look at you “I am a God, I will outlive you. Your existence is finite to mine.” He said going to stand, but you grabbed his hand. “Please, please don’t do this I love you! Don’t you love me?” You asked looking into his eyes. “I have to return home, and you must stay here. We cannot be together, I’m sorry y/n.” He said getting up. You jumped to your feet “tell me, tell me you don’t love me and what we had meant nothing to you!” You demanded. He stopped and turned to look at you. His eyes softened for a second before the cold facade returned. He stood straight looking you In the eye “I do not.” He said. You felt your heart shatter as the tears rolled down your cheek “you don’t mean that, you love me I know you do, and I love you.” You said stepping closer. “Y/n, it was a fling, nothing more. And now I must take my place among my people.” He said.
“But lo….” you started “enough y/n! You need to accept that this is how things are.” He said. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to get my things, I must leave soon” he said going into the house. You sank to the floor, pulling your knees to your chest. He was leaving, you meant nothing to him. You put your head on your knees, unable to stop your sobs. You heard the door open and you looked up seeing loki in a green and black leather outfit, similar to the one you found him in. “I realized nothing in there is mine.” He said clearing his throat. You saw the man and woman come out of the house looking at you. “I got all of that for you, you can take it of you want.” You said sniffling, wiping a tear away. “That’s not necessary.” He said, straightening, fixing his outfit. “Come brother, we must go.” You heard the other man, Thor say. You looked up at loki as he looked at you “goodbye lady y/n.” He nodded and turned walking down the steps toward the field. The woman, frigga, knelt down next to you “I am sorry my dear, I know you love him.” She said. You looked at her, tears in your eyes “if you knew you wouldn’t have convinced him to leave.” You said burying your head in your knees. You felt her touch your head “I truly am sorry.” She whispered as you felt her get up.
You looked up as they stood in the field, you got up rushing down the steps towards them. You lunged at loki, wrapping your arms around his neck, you felt him stiffen as you hugged him. “I’ll always love you.” You whispered into his hair as you let go backing up. You saw his eyes begin to water, but before he could say anything they were engulfed in the rainbow light, and then they were gone, leaving you alone in the field. You went back to the house, making your way to Loki’s room, running your hand through his clothes in the closet, gently sitting on the bed, seeing his book on the night stand. You grabbed his pillow, hugging it you, it smelled like him. You laid down, letting the sadness wash over you. He left, he was gone, and he wasn’t coming back. As reality hit you you sobbed into his pillow, hoping the void of sleep would take you soon.
Warnings: swearing, teasing, sexual innuendos, nothing too bad to start
Summary: your an avenger, one of earth hero’s, confident in who you are and what you want, until a God started getting under your skin.
*avengers au, Loki and Thor make it back to earth after ragnarok, and are living in stark tower.
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You had joined the avengers a couple years ago, shortly after the attack on New York, being recruited by none other then black widow. You had been on your own for most of your life, being left with a foster family you took off, deciding the only person you could rely on was yourself. She had seen you one day when you a few guys decided it would be fun to harass you. She was coming over to help you when she saw you take down all three by yourself. She came over, saying you had potential and asked you to join. “Why not.” You had said looking at her.
You kept to yourself mostly, not really wanting to make friends, but slowly they started to grow on you. Everytime bucky and sam got In a fight you couldn’t help laugh, or everytime Steve irritated Tony, you couldn’t help watch the madness unfold on the occasion you made it down to the lab. That’s where you had met Matt, he was a lab tech that worked with Bruce and Tony. A year into you being at the tower he had asked you out. You had told him no a few times, not wanting to get that close with anyone but he was persistent. Always sending you flowers, complimenting you, trying to make small talk. you decided to give him a shot, he was nice, and pretty cute. Tall and on the thinner side, with short blonde hair that curled all over his head, glasses and a killer smile.
You had been seeing Matt for a couple of weeks when Thor came to the tower, explaining that Asgard had been destroyed and they had to come to earth. You were sitting on the couch in the common room with Matt when Thor had come in, a tall dark haired man following behind him. You knew who he was, everyone did. “Y/n, this is my brother Loki, he’s going to be staying with us in the tower.” Thor smiled at you. You looked up at him “Hello Thor….Loki.” You said nodding at Loki as he stood there with his arms crossed. “Anyone told you it’s not polite to stare?” You asked looking at Loki. His eyes squinting at you “no one that mattered.” He said glaring. “And who is this?” Thor asked breaking you from your staring contest “this is my boyfriend Matt, Matt this is Thor and his brother.” You said looking at Thor. “Hi, nice to meet you both.” Matt said standing holding his hand out to them shaking Thor’s hand, while Loki glared at it. You got up grabbing Matt’s arm “ignore him, he has issues.” You said pulling Matt away.
Loki stared at you as you left “Well brother, it seems you may have met your match.” Thor laughed slapping Loki’s shoulder. He hummed before Thor drug him off to meet the rest of the team. You had developed a hate, dislike relationship with the God. Wherever he was, snide remarks followed. You both always falling into insults and rude comments around eachother. You couldn’t even be paired on missions because you made everyone miserable. You would have tried to get along with him If he wasn’t so insufferable.
So here you stood, a year later, standing in the kitchen making tea as the ignorant jerk made his way in. “Y/n, why are you up so late? Your pathetic boyfriend not satisfying you?” He asked smirking at you “and that’s my cue to leave.” You said grabbing your tea starting to leave. “You know where to find me if you want a real man.” He said making you stop. You turned around looking at him, he was leaned against the counter, arms crossed with a smile on his face. You slowly walked over to him looking him up and down “does it even still work? With all the women you bring to the tower I’m surprised it hasn’t fallen off.” You said glaring at him. His smile dropped as he stood up walking towards you “I would watch how you speak to me.” He said squinting his eyes at you. “Whatever you say princess.” You said starting to go back to your room when a woman came out of Loki’s room.
“Lokiiii baby where are you?” She screeched, her voice piercing your ears. “There’s one of them now.” You said leaving going to your room. You sat your tea down and threw yourself on the bed. A part of you wished that you got along with him, that you could have been friends with him. If you were being honest with yourself, a part of you thought he was attractive, beautiful even. The way his hair curled at the ends making you want to twirl it around your finger, the way his green eyes seemed to glow, the way his muscles flexed when you caught glimpses during training. You may have had a little crush on him, but there was no way anyone was going to find out, ever.
Warnings: swearing, all the fluff, smut, fluffy smut- its smuffy, that’s a thing right? Lol
Sunmary: you had settled down with loki in yout new life, and couldn’t be happier.
Epilogue-
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5 years later-
You washed your hands as you finished dinner. Turning everything off you went to the porch “guys, time for dinner!!” You yelled to the field. Seeing Loki wave you went back inside. Setting the plates down on the table as they came in. “Hey, Adam, you know you need to wash your hands first.” You said looking at your son. “Yes mom.” He said running to the bathroom. You felt Loki come up behind you, wrapping his long arms around your waist. “When are we going to work on our second?” He whispered in your ear. “Loki stop, he’ll be back in a second.” You said turning and slapping his chest. “I can’t help what you do to me love.” He said leaning down kissing you. You pulled back looking at him “behave…sir.” whispering the last part as you felt his arms squeeze tighter. “All done!” Adam yelled coming back to the table. You pulled away from Loki winking as you sat and ate.
You were laying in bed reading as Loki came in, closing your door. “He’s finally asleep, he didn’t want me to stop reading to him.” He laughed grabbing his pajamas. “Well you do have a beautiful voice.” You said setting your book down, seeing a slight blush on his cheeks. He climbed in bed laying next to you “what were we talking about earlier, oh that’s right.” He said, leaning forward kissing you. You turned your head, deepening the kiss as his tongue ran across your lip. You opened your mouth, letting his tongue massage yours. His hand making its way to the hem of your shirt. You moaned in his mouth as he slid his hand up cupping your breast, running his thumb over your nipple. He broke the kiss, moving to your neck “I need you y/n, I need to feel you.” He whispered nibbling your ear. “Take me…..sir.” you whispered into his hair. You heard him growl as he moved on top of you, pulling your shirt off throwing it across the room.
He leaned down his tongue diving back into your mouth, you slid your hand into his hair as the other gripped his back, slowly moving to grip his cheek, pulling him into you. “Eager are we?” He laughed kissing down your neck towards your chest. “Loki please…..” you sighed as he circled your nipple with his tongue. “Tell me what you need y/n.” He said sucking it into his mouth. You moaned as you felt his other hand reaching your core, his fingers gently opening you up. “You…..I need you…..my king.” You sighed moving your hips with his hand. “Anything for you love.” He said getting up removing his pants, slowly pulling yours down. He climbed back up to you, spreading your knees, settling between them.
You both moaned as he slowly slid inside you. “Norns, you feel like heaven.” He said resting his head on yours. “So do you.” You sighed as he bottomed out, taking a minute to adjust. He leaned on his elbows kissing you deeply as he slowly started to move. You slid both hands down his back, he moaned into your mouth as you firmly grabbed his cheeks, pulling him into you. He rested his forehead on your as he pulled out and you pulled him back in. He adjusted his weight as his hand went to your hip, pulling it up towards him with every thrust. You felt him adjust his angle and start hitting that one spot in you that drove you over the top. Your breath mixed together as he titled his head kissing you again. You moaned he thrust particular hard, hitting that spot. “God Loki……I’m……” you tried but your brain couldn’t form words as you felt the coil in your stomach tighten. “Come y/n, come for your king.” He growled as he thrust harder. You looked into his eyes as you came, holding him tight to you. He followed right after, feeling him filling you up.
He stilled inside as you both panted, trying to catch your breath. You looked up at him smiled, his lips swollen, hair a mess, he was perfect. You reached up, brushing his hair away from his face as he smiled at you. “You are so beautiful y/n.” He said rubbing his thumb on your cheek. He went to move but you grabbed onto him “no, not yet please. I want to feel you.” You said looking at him. He settled back smiling at you. “May I ask you something love?” He asked looking at you. “Anything.” You said running your fingers up and down his arms. “Well, you know how I told you my lifespan is longer then….yours.” he said looking down. You nodded waiting. “Well, before I came back, my mother gave me something, that I want to give you.” He said looking at you. “What is it?” You asked. He held put his hand as a green light shown from it and a small box appeared. “I’ll never get tired of that.” You smiled making him laugh.
“I want to spend eternity with you love, always and forever.” He said handing it to you. You awkwardly opened the box, looking inside “you gave me an apple?” You asked looking confused. “It’s not just and Apple, it’s one of idunns apples.” He said taking it out of the box handing to you. “Whose idunn, and why does she have golden apples?” You asked looking at it. “That’s not the point, the point is, if you eat it, you’ll live as long as me.” He said cupping your cheek. “You gave me a magic apple? Good magic right, not like snow white where she..” you trailed off pretending to sleep. He laughed looking at you “Yes, Good magic. We can be together forever.” He said smiling at you. You turned it in your hand looking at it. “What about Adam?” You asked looking at him. “When he is old enough to decide, he will have the same choice.” He said looking at you. “I understand if you need to think it over, or don’t want to, it’s a big choice and..” you stopped his rambling by kissing him. Pulling back looking into his eyes, you took a bite. “It doesn’t taste very good.” You said swallowing. He laughed kissing you.
“Loki, I want nothing more then to spend eternity with you.” You said finishing the apple. “Do I need to eat the core too, I will.” You said laughing “no, that’s not necessary” he laughed throwing it to the floor. You cupped his cheeks in your hands staring into his eyes “I love you Loki, I always will.” You said smiling. “I love you more y/n, and I always will.” He said leaning down kissing you.
well, we reached the end. Thank you all ao much for reading, commenting, reblogging, all of that. You guys are amazing!!!! Love you all
Warnings: imprisonment, swearing, sadness, mentions of pregnancy.
Summary: Loki sits on his cell as the hopelessness consumes him, as you confirmed the sell of the farm.
Part 16-
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Asgard-
Loki wasn’t sure how long he had been there, sitting on the floor, back against the wall, waiting for whatever was to come. Would he be sent back to Jotunhiem, or sentenced to life in this cell. He thought back to you, how your smile warmed his heart, when you hugged him he felt complete, loved. This place wasn’t home, you were. He wondered how you were doing, if you were safe, did you miss him as much as he missed you. He felt the tears stream down his cheeks, remembering the mornings you were snuggled up next to him, the way you comforted him, your kindness.
He brought his knees up to his chest, wrapping his arms around them, laying his head on his arms. He never wanted any of this, he only wanted you. He heard a sound from outside his cell, lifting his head, he saw someone there. “What do you want?” He asked, venom lacing his tone. “I am only here to talk.” He said coming closer. “What Is there to discuss, I’m where I belong am i not?” He asked looking at the figure. “Enough Loki!” He bellowed coming into the light. “I have spoken to Frigga about your time on Midgard, she told me of your mortal.”
Loki clenched his teeth “you will not speak of her……Odin.” he said looking up. He saw the glow of the cell drop as Odin walked in. “I have heard that she makes you happy yes?” He asked looking at Loki, he just shook his head and looked down “what does it matter, I have lost her.” Loki sighed. “Loki, I sent you to Midgard to learn the error of your ways, I thought by living amongst them you may once again find your humanity.” Odin said pacing back and forth. “I had not intended for Thor to lose his way.” He said looking to Loki. “He has been confined to his chambers until I can decide punishment for what he has done.” Odin said.
“And what is to become of me? Am I to rot in this cell?” Loki asked looking to Odin. “I have come to offer you a choice, either you can return to Jotunhiem, take up the throne and continue your rule, or you may return to Midgard, to your mortal, without the threat of repercussion.” Odin said standing in front of Loki. He stared up at him in disbelief, was he really going to let him return to you. “The choice is yours my son.” Odin said holding his hand out. “I wish to return to Midgard.” Loki said, gabbing Odin’s hand pulling him up. “Very well, Frigga is waiting at your chambers.” He said turning around. “Thank you.” Loki said looking to Odin, seeing him turn and nod slightly before leaving.
Loki ran to his chambers, seeing Frigga there “I must go immediately” he rushed inside. Looking around at his belongings he turned to Frigga “I don’t need any of this, I just need her.” He said walking towards the door. “May I accompany you to the bifrost?” She asked looking at him. He nodded and then made their way out. “Hiemdall, open the bifrost to Midgard please.” Loki said rushing in. “Yes, King Loki.” He said turning the sword. He smiled at Heimdall “just Loki.” He said as heimdall nodded. “Thank you for everything mother.” He said hugging Frigga. “Here, take this.” She said handing him a small box “what is it?” He asked looking at it “you’ll know when the time comes.” She said cupping his cheek. He tucked it into his pocket dimension before stepping back towards the lights “I love you my son” she called to him. “I love you mother.” He said smiling as the lights engulfed him.
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Earth-
You had spent the last few days packing, hiring a few guys to help you move everything to storage. You hadn’t called Dr Laing yet, but were planning to tomorrow, knowing it was your best plan to leave. You walked through your empty room, all but your clothes remained. You had put boxes in the spare room, but hadn’t been able to go in and pack everything, you thought about leaving all of it here, not wanting to be reminded of him. You walked to the now empty living room, only the couch remained. You sighed looking around, it felt cold.
You walked into the kitchen to make tea, setting the kettle on the stove, absently running your hand up and down the small bump. “It’s ok little one, we’ll be ok.” You whispered rubbing your belly. You finished making your tea, making your way to the porch, watching the sun set. You felt the tears well in your eyes as you rubbed your stomach, knowing this may be the last sunset you get to watch from this porch. You sighed finishing your tea before heading back inside. You laid on the couch, rolling over facing the back, you willed the tears away, hoping sleep would find you.
You weren’t sure how long you slept before you heard someone calling your name. You slowly opened your eyes thinking maybe you were dreaming. You rolled over, looking through the room but didn’t see anyone. You sat up rubbing your eyes as you saw someone In the hallway. You froze, who was in your house? Why were they here? You slowly got up, making your way to the front door, hoping to make it out before they saw you. “Y/n” you heard, making you freeze in your spot. You knew that voice. You slowly turned around, flipping on the light, you saw him standing there, exactly as you remembered him, his green eyes wide. “What…..what are you doing here?” You asked shakily.
He walked closer but you backed away so he stopped “y/n, I’m…….I’m sorry.” He whispered looking down. “"Why are you here!’ You yelled, feeling the lump in your throat. He looked up at you "I’ve come to apologize, I never meant to hurt you, I can explain.” He said holding his hand out but you backed away. “What is there to explain, you said enough when you left.” You said looking down. “No, please allow me to explain.” He asked looking at you. You rubbed your belly as you looked at him. “Are you unwell?” He asked watching you. “I suppose we do need to talk.” You sighed heading to the kitchen. You put the kettle on, getting two cups out setting them down. “Y/n, what is wrong?” He asked following you in. “Nothing is wrong Ad……Loki.” You sighed.
You turned to look at him, hands on your belly “Loki, I’m pregnant.” You said looking at him. He went silent, staring at you. “How long?” He asked looking at your belly. “It’s yours if that’s what your asking, I found out after you left.” You said crossing your arms. He nodded, leaning on the counter. “Don’t worry, I don’t want anything from you, I just thought you should know. And I’m selling the farm.” You said as the kettle went off. “Why?” He asked looking at you. “I can’t be here anymore. I can’t be reminded of you everyday, its too much.” You said sliding his tea to him walking out. You sat on the couch as he followed “y/n please, I’ve come back, I want to be here, I love you.” He said looking at you. “That’s not what you said when you left.” You looked at him. “I was being threatened, I had to say that to protect you, I’ve thought of nothing but you since I left.” He said coming closer. “I want to believe you, I do, but I just.” You started and were cut off when he kneeled in front of you grabbing your hands.
“Y/n, I’ve never felt like this about anyone else, only you, always you.” He said, you saw tears forming in his eyes “Please, let me explain, I’ll tell you everything.” He said looking at you. You sighed looking down “ok, go ahead.” You said looking at him. You listened as he told you about his attack on New York, how he was made to, about being sent here as punishment, how the man who came to get him threatened him. Your mind was reeling as he recounted everything. “And there’s one more thing I must tell you.” He said looking at you. He scooted closer, his torso between your knees as he closed his eyes. You watched his skin turn blue, opening his eyes to see red instead of the green you knew.
“I am a frost giant, king actually, but I abdicated, gave it up, I don’t want it. I only want you my love.” He said cupping your cheek, his skin was cold, but didn’t hurt you. “So, Loki, prince of asgard, king of Jotunhiem, adopted asgardian, and frost giant.” You said looking at him as he nodded. “I told you so.” You said tears forming in your eyes. “Told me what?” He asked “that you were a prince.” You said smiling. He smiled lunging forward, wrapping you in a hug. “I’m sorry y/n, so sorry.” He said holding you. “Please, never leave me again.” You whispered burying your face into his neck. “Never, I will die first.” He said rocking you. You sat there holding eachother “I love you…..Loki” you sighed. He buried his face in your neck, holding the back of your head “I love you more.” He sighed.
Warnings: mentions of alcohol, depression, swearing, self esteem issues.
Summary: you and loki had only been together for a couple of years, but you knew you loved him with everything in you, so you decided to ask the question.
*Loki and reader established relationship, fluff to angst. Angst with happy ending. This is my first one shot, sorry if it’s terrible lol and as always, thanks for reading!!
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You remember when Loki joined the team, dragged along by his brother Thor. The first time you met him, it was love at first site, not so much for him. Thor brought him into the common room, introducing him to everyone, you couldn’t help but stare. His long raven locks sitting just below his shoulders, curling at the ends, you wanted to touch it. His emerald eyes that could read your soul, the way he carried himself with an heir of confidence. “Ah y/n, this is my brother Loki, Loki this is y/n.” Thor had said introducing you. You held your hand out and smiled, but he crossed his arms and glared. “Brother, must I dwell with these…….mortals?” He asked looking at you. As soon as he spoke you were done for, his voice like honey to your ears. He was like a drug you needed more of.
Slowly you had broken his walls down. It took time, but you were patient. Sending him smiles when you saw him, making tea for him when you made yours, you were determined to pry your way into his heart. A few months into him being there he had pulled you aside “y/n, I was wondering if……possibly if you wanted to…….maybe…” he fidgeted with his hands. His shyness making you smile. You walked over grabbing his hands looking at him, he sighed looking at you “y/n, could I court you?” He had asked and you couldn’t have been happier, jumping into his arms “yes!” You yelled, grabbing a few glances from your team mates as you smiled at eachother. You smiled at the memories as you walked through the shop, picking out the perfect gift. It was your anniversary, and had the perfect evening planned. You loved him entirely and only ever wanted to be with him, and It was time to show him.
You sat across from Loki at the resteraunt. Him wearing his all black suit you wanted nothing more then to rip off of him. You held hands across the table as you ate dinner, enjoying the evening. When dinner was finished you knew it was now or never. “Loki, there’s something I wanted to ask you.” You said looking at him. “Anything y/n.” He said smiling at you. “Well, we’ve been together two years now, and I’ve never been happier, I love you so much.” You said looking into his eyes “I love you too y/n.” He said squeezing your hand. You pulled the small box from your purse “Loki laufeyson, will you marry me?” You asked smiling, opening the box to reveal a silver ring with a green inner bad wrapping around it. You saw the smile fall from his face as he looked between you and the ring. He hadn’t said anything and you were getting nervous. “Loki, say something please” you said setting the box on the table. He pulled his hand back setting it on his lap, dread beginning to fill you. “Y/n, I don’t know what to say.” He said in a monotone voice, staring at the ring. “You could say yes.” You joked smiling at him. He looked at you, silent for a moment “y/n, I can’t.” He said plainly. “Why not?” You asked him. “I just……I can’t.” He said.
“Can’t or won’t?” You asked looking at him. His silence told you everything. You cleared your throat “I should go.” You said grabbing your purse. “Y/n wait….” he said reaching for you, you stopped and looked at him. “I do love you y/n, but I can’t….” he tried, going silent. “But you can’t marry me. I know I’m just a mortal, but I thought for once I would be enough.” You said, sniffling, refusing to cry in front of him. “Y/n ..” he started but you cut him off “it’s fine Loki, its my fault. i was stupid enough to believe i was worthy of you, but I never will be will i?.” You said getting up. “I won’t bother you again.” You said quickly leaving the resteraunt before your tears fell.
You made it back to the tower, thankful Loki hadn’t followed you. You grabbed a few boxes, packing up what you could from your shared room, wiping your tears as you went. You grabbed your clothes from your side of the closet, heading to one of the vacant rooms. You headed back running into Thor “Lady y/n, what’s the matter?” He asked. “Your brother that’s what.” You said storming past him. You threw the rest of your things in the boxes as you started to move everything before Loki got back. “But y/n, I thought you and my brother were happy.” He said following you. “Yeah, so did i.” You said moving around him. “Either help me or leave please, I need to hurry and get this done.” You said making sure you grabbed everything.
Thor walked in grabbing one of your boxes following you to the other room. You made one more trip, making sure you had everything before shutting the door grabbing a bottle of wine and heading to your new room. “I am sorry about whatever happened between you and Loki, I will speak with him.” Thor said starting to leave. “Don’t bother, I’m not worth the trouble.” You sighed sitting at the end of the bed. “Lady y/n, i…” he started before you cut him off “please Thor, just leave.” You sighed hanging your head. As you heard the door click shut, you let the tears fall.
Loki had made it back to the tower, hoping to talk to you about what happened, but when he got to your room, he saw your things gone. He ran to the closet seeing your clothes gone. “Y/n!” He called out, checking the bathroom but you weren’t there. He ran and checked the common area, the library, the kitchen, but couldn’t find you. He ran to Thor’s room hoping he had seen you coming back “brother, have you seen y/n, I can’t find her.” He asked Thor. “Yes I’ve seen her, what did you do?” He asked crossing his arms. Loki sighed “she asked me to marry her and I said no.” He said looking down. “Why would you say no. I thought you were happy.” Thor asked. “I am! I love her, truly. But she doesn’t know what I am, how could she ever love a monster.” Loki said fidgeting with his hands. “You didn’t even give her a chance Loki, she would have understood. You should have trusted her.” Thor said shaking his head. “The only one who thinks your a monster is you, and until you can accept yourself, you’ll always be afraid.” Thor said. “Give her some space, she was rather upset when I saw her.” He said. “May I come in?” Loki asked. Thor nodded, moving aside to let Loki in.
It had been a week and no one had seen you. They tried knocking on your door but you kept it locked, not answering. only sneaking out when you knew everyone was asleep or gone to get more wine or whatever alcohol Tony had lying around. Trash littered your room, clothes all over the floor. You didn’t have the energy to pick them up. You stumbled out of your room, completely trashed, looking for Tony’s stash of alcohol to numb the pain. The tower was eerily silent, maybe everyone was gone. You found a half a bottle of scotch, taking a swig you decided it would be a good idea to go to the roof and look at the stars. You dragged yourself to the elevator, knocking into the wall a few times before making it. You got to the roof, realizing you were in your sleep shorts and tank top as the cold air hit you. You shrugged, taking another drink stumbling out.
You made it to the edge, standing on your toes looking over the wall down to the street. “Y/n!” You heard someone yell your name. You looked up trying to find the source of the voice. “Get away from there!” You heard it again, along with what sounded like someone running. “Whose there?” You slurred unable to focus as a hand gripped your wrist. You tried pulling away but you couldn’t get loose. “Let go of me!” You yelled at the voice. “What are you doing y/n?” You heard. You sighed “looking at the pretty stars, they twinkle like my Loki’s eyes.” You said tearing up. You put your head down “you see, i love him, but he doesn’t love me.” You said sniffling. “I’m sure that’s not true.” The voice said “yes it is! I was stupid, asked him to marry me, of course he said no, why wouldn’t he.” You said wiping your face. “Y/n, let’s get you to bed.” The voice said. “I don’t want to sleep, I’ll dream about him.” You said trying to sit down but were lifted up. “Shh it’s ok y/n, I’ve got you.” The voice said. “Your soft.” You hummed as your eyes drifted closed.
You slowly opened your eyes as the sun hit your face, making your head pound. You turned your head to see Loki sitting in a chair next to the bed, his eyes on you. “Go away Loki.” You huffed, moving to get out of bed. “Y/n, wait, please.” He said moving to in front of you. “I have nothing to say to you” you said trying to get up “well I have something to say to you.” He said placing his hands on your shoulders. “What is is?” You sighed holding your head. He handed you a cup of coffee and some pain meds before sitting back down. “Y/n, I would like to explain myself about why I told you no.” He said looking at you. “I don’t want to hear it.” You said shaking your head, starting to get up. “Well I want you to.” He said firmly. You looked at him and sat back down.
“The reason I said no, wasn’t because I don’t love you, I do, it’s because of my parentage, what I am.” He sighed looking down. “Asgardian, I already know that” you said looking at him. “No, I’m not asgardian.” He said looking at you. “What are you talking about Loki?” You asked getting frustrated. He sighed closing his eyes. You watched as his skin turned blue, ridges forming on his skin. He slowly opened his eyes, seeing his emerald eyes turning dark red. You sat there, unsure what to say. “I am a frost giant y/n, a monster, and I was afraid you would be frightened of me, that is why I said no” he said looking down. You scooted closer, looking at him. He looked the same but…..different. “Look at me please.” You said. His eyes meeting yours, you gazed into them. “Loki, regardless of what you are, you are still you, you always will be, I don’t care if you were a troll, I’d still love you.” You sighed. “I’m sorry y/n, I should have trusted you, I should have told you” he said shaking his head. “It’s ok Loki, I understand.” You said looking at him.
He leaned down, kneeling in front of you grabbing your hands “y/n, I love you with everything in me, I never want to lose you, I would be honored to be your husband.” He said pulling a box out of his pocket, be opened it revealing a silver banded ring, with an emerald in the middle, diamonds surrounding it. “If you still want me.” He said holding the ring out to you. You felt the tears in your eyes as you looked at him “I will always want you Loki.” You said lunging at him, hugging him. “Is that a yes?” He asked hugging you back. You laughed pulling back “Yes, Yes it is.” You smiled kissing him. He held your hand putting the ring on your finger, noticing him wearing the one you got him. You grabbed his hand “have you been wearing it?” You asked looking at him. “Since that night, yes.” He said holding your hand. You smiled at eachother, pulling him into another hug “I love you Loki.” You said sighing. “I love you too y/n.” He said.
Summary: Loki has a nightmare and you bear the consequences.
It had been a long and exhausting day, so by the time you were able to crawl into bed, you melted into the sea of sheets. Loki pulled you close to him, nestling his face into the crook of your neck and peppering it with sweet kisses. A gentle smile graced your lips and you both fell asleep almost instantly. Or, so you thought.
As you snoozed soundly, Loki held you tightly, mind racing as it always did this time of night. Though you’d been together for a couple of months now, his nagging insecurities never quieted. He knew that both Steve and Bucky had expressed interest in you before you were with him. In fact, if he was being honest, nearly every man expressed interest in you. He was not naive to the wandering eyes and gaping stares that followed you everywhere you went. You were strikingly gorgeous. So why were you with him? You could have your pick of any man in New York City but you settled for him and all of his baggage and his misfortune. Many times he thought you deserved better. He continued to wrestle through his fears and his thoughts until he fell into a fitful slumber.
You were woken from a deep sleep by a tickling sensation at your back. Assuming Loki was trying to coax you into some late night mischief, you smiled and groaned groggily while trying to swat his wandering fingers away, only, you weren’t met with the warm touch of his hands, but instead a cold, leathery sensation. Discombobulated, with your brain still foggy from sleep, you reached out again to touch the cold, leathery object when the realization hit you. You scrambled to sit up and face the massive, 18.5 foot-long king cobra snake coiled between the sheets. Your very worst fear had come true. Your screams caught in your throat as you desperately tried waking Loki who was still sound asleep beside you. However, despite your desperate pleas and your not-so-gentle shaking, he remained unconscious. In fact, you realized, he seemed to be having a nightmare as his face was scrunched tightly with a look of sincere pain and anguish. You quickly decided to get help, but as you went to step off the bed, your eyes caught movement beneath your feet. To your horror, the entire floor was writhing with a sea of oversized venomous snakes. Again, your screams caught in your throat as your fear and terror paralyzed you. Anguished and frustrated tears began falling from your eyes as you saw several more snakes begin slithering up the foot of the bed, beady eyes focused on you as you scrambled to your feet, running out of places to retreat.
At the very last moment, the bedroom door swung open, and the light from the hallway shone brightly in the room. Thor stood in the doorway taking in the sight of you standing on the bed sobbing with a very confused look on his face until he realized what was going on. Miraculously, he stepped into the sea of snakes, and as he did, they began to disappear. They faded into clouds of black and green smoke before your eyes as he reached for you and you collapsed into his arms, confused and desperate to get to safety.
Your body was shaking uncontrollably. In an effort to calm you down, Thor carried you to the kitchen and made you some hot cocoa.
“If you don’t mind my asking” Thor said quietly, breaking the silence, “what was it that you were seeing?”
“Snakes” you began, “the room was full of them, slithering everywhere, and in the bed, they were coming for me…” the words tumbled out of your mouth as you recounted what had happened.
Thor placed a steaming mug of cocoa in front of you, temporarily silencing you as you sipped the warming liquid. His face looked puzzled. “My brother is a master of illusions. I’m afraid that tonight you fell prey to one of those illusions. Loki has the ability to manifest that which we fear most. Often, it’s an unconscious side effect of a night terror he’s having, though this hasn’t happened since we were children, before he really knew what he was capable of.” He continued, “I remember it happened to me when we shared a room growing up” he smiled a sad sort of smile, “it was always spiders” he shivered involuntarily. “I hate spiders.”
The idea that anything so trivial could scare the towering God of Thunder made you giggle and you relaxed a bit as Thor filled you with more stories of his and Loki’s mischievous childhood. Another cup of cocoa later, you had lost track of time, lost in stories of little Loki that filled your heart to the brim when you heard a rustle behind you and turned to see Loki walking into the kitchen. You smiled softly and started to beckon him over when he interrupted abruptly, ignoring you.
“When were you going to have the decency to tell me? Or did you intend to make me look like an utter fool?” He spat, “You always have to be the best, always have to have everything that I want is that it brother?”
Confused you looked at Thor and immediately realized what Loki was thinking. You were sitting close to each other and had been whispering to avoid waking the rest of the team. Further, you were both in your pajamas, Thor was shirtless with sweatpants and you were wearing a revealing silk nightie. Honestly, it hadn’t even registered until now, and as a result both of you began stuttering, attempting to explain the completely innocent situation.
Loki’s eyes darkened as a sickening smile spread across his face. “Save your words you imbeciles. Your little game is over. You’re free to be out in the open as you’ve always wanted… I knew it… I knew it,” he muttered to himself.
You were taken aback by his biting words. You had never seen this venomous side of him. Sure, you’d heard things about how he used to be, and you realized you were getting a glimpse of it now. It frightened you.
Thor could sense the situation intensifying. “Enough.” He said firmly, abruptly capturing Loki’s attention. “There is nothing immoral happening here, brother, and you know it. I don’t know how best to tell you this but your night terrors and their… effects… have returned.”
The sickening smile disappeared from Loki’s face as realization caught up with him in line with your disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes, a clear indication that you had been crying. “Oh gods,” he whispered, “What have I done?”
“I’ll give you two some privacy,” Thor said, excusing himself from the kitchen.
You were a bit reluctant to be left with Loki, though deep down you knew he would never harm you. He approached you cautiously, bashfully, like a dog with its tail between its legs. He pulled you into a hug. “I’m sorry. I’m so deeply sorry,” he said, wrapping one hand around your waist as the other cradled the back of your head. Despite everything that had happened, you melted into his embrace and wrapped your arms tightly around him.
“You we’re asleep and I couldn’t wake you up no matter how hard I tried” you began, “there were snakes, hundreds of them slithering in our room, in our bed, coming for me-“ your voice cracked and Loki’s grip on you tightened as he buried himself in your hair, “I’m here Princess, it’s alright.” After a moment, he took a hesitant step back, avoiding your gaze, “This is all my fault. I should have known this would happen. I should have protected you-”
“Why now?” You interrupted. “After all these years, why have your nightmares returned? What could the God of Mischief possibly have to fear?” You knew he loved when you called him that, but for the first time he didn’t return your smile. He paused for a moment, continuing to avert your gaze before responding.
“You” he said simply. “More specifically, losing you. That’s what I fear most. That’s what my nightmare was about.”
“Loki-” you began to interject, but he shook his head as he continued, “You don’t understand. You are…” he paused, trying to find the right words, before reaching for your hands and meeting your gaze. “You are pure magic. You make every aspect of my life better and brighter than I could have ever imagined. You are relentlessly compassionate and forgiving. You are more beautiful than any goddess, and infinitely more sexy,” you laughed as your cheeks flushed a deep red. He continued, softly, “You are more than I deserve.”
Your heart shattered. “Loki,” you whispered, “please listen to me.” You moved your hands to cup his face. “I adore you. I adore the time we spend together. I love the way you make me feel, how fiercely protective you are, how passionate you are” you wink at him and despite the tears brimming in his eyes he managed a small laugh as you planted a sweet kiss on the tip of his nose. “Loki, I-” you paused, weighing your next words carefully. “I love you.”
His eyes widened and scanned your face quickly looking for any sign of deception as his mouth gaped open. You’d known for a long time how you felt but this was the first time you’d said it out loud.
“Please say something,” you whispered after several seconds of stunned silence.
“I love you.” He said quickly. “I am madly in love with you.” He closed the space between you, crashing his lips to yours. He kissed you longingly and passionately as his hands began to wander across your body. He growled quietly, “May I take you back to bed?”
“No more nightmares?” You asked softly, mid-kiss.
“No more nightmares.” He replied, sweeping you into his arms.
Summary: How will Loki react when he comes face to face with your cheating ex-boyfriend?
You had done the right thing.
Right?
While it hadn’t been easy, ending your two-year relationship with your egotistical and selfish ex needed to be done. And while you certainly didn’t miss his demeaning attitude or the way his eyes wandered when you were among other women, you missed his presence. You missed having someone to talk to.
To fill the void left in his wake, you threw yourself wholeheartedly into your work as Tony Stark’s intern. He kept absurd working hours, and to avoid dwelling on your loneliness, now you did too. When he stayed up until 4 a.m. tinkering with his suit, you were right beside him, handing him the tools he requested and taking notes. When he didn’t sleep for three days in a row, whether on a mission or on a party binge, you too remained awake; not missing the sleep that was so hard to come by anyway.
It was during one of the first of these sleepless nights that you gave up and crawled out of bed, wrapping yourself in a fuzzy sweater to wander Avengers Tower. Your quiet footsteps padded the floor in the dark. The silence was both eerie and calming in a place that was normally so full of commotion. You were so zoned out, lost reliving a series of painful memories that began and ended with walking in on your ex and your best friend, tears blurring your eyes, that you hadn’t noticed the presence that appeared beside you.
Loki was so quiet and standoffish that you were visibly shocked to see him next to you, walking so close to you, you could feel the cool presence radiating off his skin. He was hardly ever seen outside of his room, and when he was, he made such an effort to ignore everyone that you forgot he even lived here. Well, sort of. It was no secret that you were intrigued by this mystery man, this God of Mischief.
“Do you mind if I join you?” He whispered quietly, as a gentle smile spread across his lips.
You nodded slowly, not sure how else to respond or what to say.
And so began the tradition.
Every night for two weeks, you would crawl out of bed and meet Loki for a nightly walk. It was simple and it was easy. Most nights you walked together in amiable silence. It was never awkward, never forced. And though you hadn’t realized it at the time, his presence, his being there, was slowly filling the void your ex had created. In time, you eventually told Loki about him. He listened quietly and calmly at first, a sincerely pained expression on his face. When you got to the part about him cheating on you, Loki stopped walking, his fists balled and his teeth clenched, “Gods help me if this pathetic, mewling quim ever dare cross you again.” He whispered.
The intensity of his anger caught you off guard. He soon calmed down and you resumed your stroll, not thinking much about it until the very faint signs of dawn began to glimmer and you made your way back to your rooms. You turned to open your door when Loki caught your hand gently in his, and pulled you towards him, wrapping you in his embrace. You were so close to him, you could see the speckles in his dark eyes as they danced over your lips. His hand came to rest gently on your cheek and as you began to close the distance between the two of you, you both heard Thor’s thundering voice echoing down the hallway, “BROTHER!” – You separated quickly though reluctantly, dipping into your room before Thor could see you. You closed your door quietly and leaned against it, your heart beating furiously in your chest.
You heard the brothers walk down the hallway as you crawled into bed, unable to wipe the ridiculous smile off your face as you drifted into the first restful sleep you’d had in weeks – filled with dreams of Mischief.
For several days your dreams were the only place you saw Loki. It turns out that that very morning, he and Thor had returned to Asgard on emergency business, with no immediate plans of coming back. Great.
Natasha, catching on to your extreme moping, but mistaking it for lingering sadness over your ex, immediately planned a night out for the team. She insisted on dressing you, and doing your hair and makeup and while you claimed to hate every second of it, the end result was actually stunning. You wore a short black dress that hugged all of your curves in just the right way and your hair was teased down over your shoulders in soft curls.
“You can pick your jaw up off the floor, Cap.” She teased him as you both walked by, hopping into the cab. He threw his hands up in defeat, laughing to himself as he and the rest of the guys joined you.
You had been at the club for a couple of hours and all things considered, you were having a great time.
Were.
You were on the dance floor with the girls, blissfully singing along to one of your favorite songs when out of the corner of your eye, a familiar face caught your attention. You stopped dancing, turning fully to see your ex wrapping your best friend seductively in his arms as they teased and taunted each other, hips moving in sync to the beat. You were overcome with so many emotions, all you could muster was a choked sob, inaudible over the thumping music. You were so angry, so infuriated that you began to shake, wiping the tears forcefully from your cheeks, willing yourself to stop the inevitable waterworks to come.
You realized that the girls, unaware of the situation, had moved over to the bar for another drink, leaving you stranded in the sea of bodies, unable to avert your eyes from the scene in front of you. Suddenly your ex, feeling your eyes boring into him, looked straight at you. Without missing a beat, he kissed your friend deeply before taking her by the hand and beginning to walk your way.
“No no no no!” was all you could think. One look at the sly grin on his face told you that he was coming to gloat, to make a point of the fact that they had each other and you were here alone.
You began to backpedal, desperately trying to put distance between the two of you when you walked straight into something rock hard and you felt a pair of arms wrap themselves casually around your waist. They held you firmly in place as Loki brought his lips to your ear, “I’m here,” he whispered. His voice was steady, but you detected an undertone of pure rage and something else, possessiveness?
Your ex stopped short, as he noticed the towering presence behind you. The color drained from his face and the nasty retort he had prepared caught in his throat as Loki nuzzled closer to you.
The look of overwhelming defeat on your ex’s face, right there, was enough to last you a lifetime.
It was the part that happened next, though, that you’d never forget.
“Kiss me.” It wasn’t so much a suggestion as it was a demand.
You were sure you hadn’t heard him right. Had you?
Suddenly, you felt strong arms spinning you around and then his hands rise up to cup your face as he crashed his lips to yours, longingly and passionately.
It could have gone on for minutes, it could have gone on for hours. Time and relativity were lost on you as you were engulfed in the moment, Loki sweeping you up as your legs wrapped around him. You were so caught up, you completely ignored the onlookers, including but not limited to your ex standing shell-shocked, jaw gaping as your now-very-sincerely-ex friend berated him for abandoning her. Eventually the two of them slinked away, defeated. You broke your kiss just long enough to smile bashfully at Loki, taking in the moment.
“Whilst I enjoyed playing the part of your lover tonight. I’d like very much to continue this ruse in earnest.” Loki said as he curled a piece of stray hair behind your ear.
“I think that can be arranged,” you responded coyly, as you sank back into his embrace.
Summary: After New York, Thor arrives back in Midgard with Loki in tow - he is to serve out his imprisonment in the Avenger’s tower. But do you believe everything that is said about the God of Mischief? Or will you take the opportunity to find out more for yourself?
Loki had spent the first week of his imprisonment testing his surroundings. The compound consisted of a spacious bedroom, a small living area, and a small kitchen and bathroom. As far as prison cells go, he could have landed in worse.
His bedroom had floor-to-ceiling windows made of bullet, and as he would come to find, magic resistant glass and he spent many of his days gazing out at the streets that just weeks ago he had been so close to vanquishing. Thor visited him daily, unlocking the metal door to the compound to bring him food or simply to sit and try to talk to him to no avail. Loki had nothing to say to his brother. Despite all of his best efforts, his magic was useless here and that frustrated him immensely. Especially considering Thor was his only visitor and he knew he didn’t stand a chance at besting or beguiling someone that knew him so well.
Which is why when he was woken late one night to the sound of footsteps padding down the corridor outside of his room, he felt his heart leap in his chest. Had someone come to free him? He quickly rose from his bed and walked cautiously towards the door, gliding silently across the carpeted floor and stopping just in front of it, placing his hands and his ear to the cool metal.
Unbeknownst to him, you were mirroring his actions on the other side. You listened intently for any indication that he was awake, but heard none. Though you tried to remain silent, your nerves got the better of you and you were breathing heavily and shakily. I really shouldn’t be here. Your mind screamed and began to think of all the possible outcomes and scenarios to your stupidity, none of them good. Just as you were about to turn away, your thoughts were interrupted by a whisper from the other side of the door, so close to you that you let out a yelp and fell backwards. “Good evening little one” he murmured.
Having completely betrayed yourself by shouting, your mind immediately told you to run. But your curiosity begged and pleaded with you to stay. You remained transfixed, as you sat in front of the door, staring at the smooth metal surface. How had he known?
As if he could read your mind, “I was hoping I would get to see you again. Unfortunately, my brother doesn’t seem very keen on letting me out of here any time soon. How lucky am I that you decided to come to me instead?”
Silence.
You had lost control of your words. Your mind had gone completely blank listening to his soft whispers from the other side of the door. You were mesmerized, hypnotized by the way he spoke, so unlike anyone you’d ever met. And there were the goosebumps again, making the soft, tiny hairs on your arms stand on end.
“I-I can’t open the door” you confessed. “And I wouldn’t anyway!” you added quickly, attempting to maintain some sense of authority.
Silence.
And then, “Do you truly think so little of me?” A question whispered so faintly that you almost missed it entirely. It caught you off guard at first.
“Loki,” you started, “you’ve killed hundreds of people, you attempted to ravish our planet, to make us subservient to you. It’s not that I think so little of you, it’s that I don’t understand…”
“Then let me explain.” He stated simply.
The next three hours found you lying back to back against the door as he explained, very matter-of-factly, what he had been planning to do and why. You argued, you disagreed, and while you’ll never condone his actions, by the end of your conversation that night, you began to understand.
“The sun is rising,” he interjected after the first lingering silence in several hours. Your body ached from sitting for so long on the floor and you stood up shakily, stifling a yawn.
“I should go then, before the others wake up and find that I’m gone.”
“Alright” he responded as you turned to leave, unsure of what else there was to say. Before you could make it down the hall, he stated simply, “thank you for listening.”
You dragged yourself through the rest of the day as Loki’s words swirled in your head. You still couldn’t believe that you had spent the entire night talking to him. Despite every gory detail he recounted in his stories, he actually didn’t seem so bad. He wasn’t the heartless monster that everyone made him out to be. In fact, you truly enjoyed his presence and you sympathized with his stories of his childhood and his family.
Not surprisingly, later that night, your feet carried you back down to the compound. “Good evening little one” he greeted you, again. He had been waiting for you, hoping you would come back. Your heart fluttered at the nickname he had given you. And so started a tradition that lasted for days, you sneaking down to spend the night outside of his door, sleepwalking through your days and napping when you could, anxiously awaiting the quiet that settled across the tower when everyone else was asleep and you could sneak down to talk to him again.
Loki was perplexed by how much he looked forward to hearing your footsteps padding down the hallway each night, you were, after all, a mere mortal human. But after spending so many nights listening to you talk, about your dreams, about your work, he realized how incredibly intelligent you were. You were witty and sharp, compassionate and funny. He no longer saw you as a means to an end, but instead began to see you as an equal, as a friend. He spent his days thinking of all the questions he could ask you, daydreaming about the sound of your voice on the other side of his door. Frankly, he daydreamed about much more than your words. Though he hadn’t laid eyes on you since you first met, he closed his eyes and imagined your smile, the way your soft curls tumbled over your shoulders. He imagined what it would be like to nuzzle into your neck, to feel the heat of your body against him, no longer barred by the metal door that had come to define his imprisonment.
Which made that evening even more puzzling.
Just after midnight, his heart fluttered at the sound of your light steps dancing down the hallway. A grin broke across his face, as he leaned against the door, “Good evening little one” he smiled.
“Hi Loki” you whispered quickly. He had become so accustomed to the tone of your voice that he immediately realized that something was off. “What troubles you, little one?” He asked.
“The team is out on a mission,” you started, debating for the very last time whether to divulge what you had learned. “And I have the key. The key to your door.”
Loki started quickly, you could hear him scrambling on the other side of the metal. He got to his feet quickly, smoothing his hair and his suit jacket as he pressed into the door. Ever the calm presence, he leaned in and whispered, “And what is it that you plan to do with this key, precious?”
He was teasing you. You knew he was. Hearing the name precious slide off his tongue left your legs feeling like jelly. Your breathing was shaky, and you could hear him chuckle softly to himself. He loved the way you responded to him.
You smoothed down your dress. It was simple and classic without being too revealing, though it was several inches too short to be considered work appropriate. It was a bold green, intentionally. You tousled your hair slightly as it tumbled softly over one shoulder. You approached the door shakily, using one hand to steady yourself as the other navigated the key to the opening.
Request: wanted to ask you if you could do a Loki x teen!Reader. Where the reader meets Loki in some way and she touches him and connect their souls ‘cause she has powers she doesn’t know about. And then some day she’s in pain or smth and Loki feels it and comes to her. And she finds out she just can connect her soul with someone she trusts. And loki is all sweet ? And angst maby. Please and thank you.
“Loki this place is amazing!” Your voice echoes across the high ceiling of the new Avenger compound.
“I need you to be a bit quitter,” Loki gently shushes you. “There are some people here I don’t want to know we are here.”
People like your brother? you ask yourself. You don’t understand why it would be a problem for you to be here. Well, knowing exactly where the compound is could be a potential problem. But you wouldn’t dream of telling anyone anyway. These people protect the city and the world. Why would you want to muck that up? You’re afraid he may be ashamed to be seen with you. You know you barely know him. Though, there is this sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach that knows you would be crushed if you never saw him again.
“Ah Loki,” Dr. Banner peers around a screen full of laid out research. “This must be (Y/N), it is nice to meet you.”
You can’t help but feel a little heat rise across your cheeks. At least there is someone here that may be happy to see you here. Even if it is only to run these mysterious tests. Loki has been acting on edge the moment you two arrived. Tiptoeing around every corner, constantly looking over his shoulder.
Dr. Banner offers up a smile and a hand shake, and you politely share the same sentiment. Next he directs you to a white glowing table that he asks you to lay down on. You can feel slight nerves creep on your anxiety. Loki couldn’t really explain the test that will be performed, mostly because he doesn’t really understand it himself. The only thing he promises is that it will not hurt. But being a natural worrier, his assurance doesn’t help much.
“Okay, (Y/N). Just lay as still as you can. This machine is going to do a sweep of your vitals and scan for anything out of the ordinary for the average person. You should not feel a thing. Just relax.” Dr. Banner’s voice calms you down a bit and you focus on your breathing.
Loki and Dr. Banner have gone into another room, and have been speaking over a microphone. He assures that there is nothing harmful that would keep them from being in the room. Apparently the machine will scan any person in the room, and they thought it would be best to keep the results separate. Something about making it easier to read. You’re not a doctor, yet anyway, so you’re not going to argue.
“I don’t know why you had to sneak her in.” Dr. Banner’s voice comes over the intercom. Looks like they forgot the mic was still on.
“You now that Thor thought this wasn’t a good idea.” Loki sighs. “He told me not to go back after the first night I saw her. I’m apparently bad luck, where I’m at trouble follows. When I got Tony to give me her address he gave me the same warning.”
“Well I can’t exactly disagree with them.” You can hear a smile in Banner’s voice.
Your heart flutters in your chest. Loki wasn’t hiding you from everyone because he felt ashamed. It’s not because of you being a mortal. He went behind Thor and Tony’s wishes. Of which you are thankful for. Loki saved your life last night, and you want them to know that. Loki is your hero, not a bad luck charm.
The two come back into the room and say that the test is over. Dr. Banner says that it will take just a moment for the results to come in. He offers to get you anything and you graciously accept the offer of a glass of water. You didn’t really need it but this gives you some time alone with Loki.
Watching Loki’s demeanor, you can see that he has relaxed a bit since getting here. Though with his tightened shoulders you can still see he is on edge. You wonder of Tony visits this lab often. He expertise isn’t really in this area, but you could imagine he would pop in every once in a while.
“How are you feeling, little bird?” Loki’s voice is tender and he laces his fingers with yours.
“You’re not a bad luck charm.” You have this problem that if you can’t ease into a topic you just get right to the point. “The only reason I am sitting here right now is because of you. If Tony and Thor can’t get behind this then too bad for them. Especially if I end up having these powers you think I may have.” You can see a small smile dance on Loki’s lips at the idea of his brother’s face. “I would get to train with you. Even if I don’t, I really hope you stick around.”
Loki doesn’t say anything, and he doesn’t have to. You can see in his eyes that he would really love to train with you if given the opportunity. The idea of getting to know him better makes you giddy. There is the idea that the media paints him, and an image that you have from your dreams. It would be nice to see the real him. The real Loki.
“Here you are, (Y/N).” Dr. Banner enters the room with your glass of water. You thank him before taking a small drink.
Dr. Banner reviews your vitals and anything else the scan picked up. Loki sits next to you on the table, his hand still intertwined with yours. With every passing second you can feel your anxiety come back. What if you had powers but you wouldn’t be able to control? What if they had to take you down? Would Thor like you when you officially meet? The questions bounce back and forth between thoughts of possible powers and being accepted by this family Loki has.
“Okay,” Dr. Banner starts. “Vitals look good, heartrate was a bit elevated but could have just been nerves.” You smile to yourself and Loki gives your hand a knowing squeeze. “I am seeing an odd energy radiating off of you. It is faint, obviously barely tapped into. Loki, with what you were suggesting the other day I would like to test you as well.”
As if in sync, you and Loki both nod together. You give him a kiss on the cheek and head out of the room with Dr. Banner. The dozen screens lining the walls, all moving in a dark room, begins to make you dizzy. Explaining you’d be back in a minute, you exit the room into the brightly lit hall way.
Since you’ve been a little girl you have had some trouble with motion sickness. Seeing all those screens moving and changing made you aware that you were not. The subway is not your favorite mode of transport in the city. Only way you will ride it is if you don’t have a chance. Even then you keep your head toward the floor and pretend that you’re not actually moving.
“Hey, miss. Do you need some help?”
A male voice appears a few feet ahead of you. Looking up you can see that it is nonother than Tony Stark. Shit! You think to yourself. In reality you were hoping to run into him with Loki. You suck at explaining things and Loki has a smooth silver tongue. He is perfect for this.
“I’m okay, just got dizzy. I am just waiting on someone.” You try to play it off like there is no problem.
“Oh my God, he didn’t.” Tony swears under his breath. “You’re (Y/F/N) (Y/L/N), aren’t you? And Loki brought you here didn’t he?”
Question after question rattles out of Tony. He doesn’t stop for you to confirm because he already knows. As he paces back and forth trying to get his thoughts in order you can see his face turn red. You would really hate to be on the receiving end of Iron Man. Thank goodness he doesn’t have his suit on right now.
Loki and Dr. Banner come out into the hall looking for you. Looking into Loki’s eyes you can see the worry dissipate but quickly resurface by the presence of Tony. On instinct Loki comes to your side to make sure you’re okay, but keeps an eye on Tony. You can sense the light drum of his magic beneath his skin, ready to act as a shield for your defense. Though, even seeing how mad Tony is you can’t image he would do anything extreme.
“Okay reindeer games, you have exactly one minute to explain to me why she is here.” Tony’s eyes drill holes into Loki.
“I asked him to bring her.” Dr. Banner speaks up first. “Loki has been explain to me this interesting pull toward (Y/N) among other things. I wanted to test out a theory.”
“What theory is that?” Tony’s interest has peaked. His initial rage has submitted to his curiosity, for now.
“She is giving off some sort of energy that is unrecognizable from our planet. Loki shows a smaller trace of it, like a mark or a link.” Dr. Banner paces while trying to contain his excitement. “These two have been experiencing a pull toward each other. Loki can feel strong emotions from (Y/N), and she is like a drug for Loki. I just need to figure out the trigger.”
Dr. Banner’s gaze passes between you and Loki as if he thinks the words will be spread across the air. You try to recall the day that you met Loki, the day he saved your life. How the moment he caught you, you felt instantly safe and drawn to him. If it wasn’t for him you would have been dead. Something happened between the two of you in that moment, before that this link didn’t exist. Suddenly, you have an idea.
“What if,” your voice starts off small. Honestly you aren’t sure if you should speak at all, but you clear your throat and continue. “What if we are linked because he saved me? I was so scared and when Loki saved me I was so relieved.”
“Maybe since you trusted reindeer games over here in that moment, and with untamed powers, caused you to link to him.”
“I like the sound of that.” Loki’s voice is low, only for you to hear.
In response you lightly bump into him. Hopefully he gets the message to behave. But it was too late, your face was already heating up. Thankfully the two science dorks were too engrossed in this new theory to notice.
Looks like we get to train after all. Loki’s voice filters through your mind like waves.
Loki told you about his ability to speak into someone’s mind. Normally he uses it as a suggestion for people to cause mischief. Though looks like he has a more effective way of communicating with you. You can’t help but wonder if you’ll be able to do the same someday.
“I think we have some unfinished training back at my place.” You whisper into Loki’s ear with a smirk.
And you think I’m the one that needs to behave.
A small giggle threatens to rise from your throat. Turning it into a cough it gets the attention of Tony and Dr. Banner once again. Apparently the action looked a little bit more labored than normal. It also doesn’t help that Loki has a smug look on his face that he isn’t doing well to hide.
“Maybe it’s time you introduce me to your brother.” Two can play at this game. Loki’s triumphant look vanishes within seconds, leaving you the one looking smug. Oh yes this is going to be fun.
