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[lokisfans]

Butterflies

Summary: You dread going to a party because Loki, the captivating God of Mischief will be there, and your feelings for him make you a bit clumsy and awkward.

Pairing: Loki x reader

Word Count: 1,429

Warnings: Mild swearing

A/N: it’s been awhile! My apologies and I hope you all like this one. <3

You stared up at the ceiling, dread overwhelming your entire body. It had finally arrived, the day of Thor’s birthday party. It wasn’t that you didn’t care about Thor, he was one of your closest friends, but you weren’t looking forward to seeing his raven-haired brother. It wasn’t that Loki made you uncomfortable, it was just that your more-than-just-a-friend feelings towards him made you act a bit awkward in his presence.

It had surprised you that there was going to be a party in the first place, as most Asgardians didn’t tend to celebrate birthdays, but then again, any reason to have a party was a good enough one for Thor.

Finally mustering the strength to drag yourself out of bed, you made your way to your closet to try and find a suitable gown to wear to the festivities. The party wasn’t for a while, but you had always been meticulous when planning things out.

After going through your wardrobe for what seemed like ages, you settled on a blue gown with gold jewelry and hair accessories. You strangely found yourself wanting to look nice, not bothering to wonder about what the obvious motive was for this.

………....

When it was finally time for the festivities to begin you made sure to get ready early, wanting to perfect every detail of your look. The flowing, blue gown gave you shape but also allowed you to breathe, and the golden leaves in your hair were the perfect touch, along with your necklace and earrings.

You walked into the Grand Hall, where everyone was enjoying food and talking. There was dancing in the ballroom but you doubted you’d have the courage for it.

A few moments after your arrival Thor walked up to you and clapped you on the back.

“Lady Y/N, I’m so pleased to see you, especially off the battlefield for once!”

You, Thor, Sif, and the Warriors Three had been fighting together since you were children. Loki joined sometimes, although he tended to be a bit of a loner.

“You too, I’m honored to be invited to such a small gathering,” you replied, smiling and glancing around at the many people filling the room.  

Thor snorted in amusement and said, “well, father and I didn’t want anyone to feel left out, you know how it is.”

“Oh yes.”

“Well, I’d better go greet some more guests, we’ll catch up later. Enjoy the party!” said Thor, walking off towards some new arrivals.

You watched him go, wondering who you should talk to now. You couldn’t see Sif or the others anywhere around you.

Eventually, you wandered over to the food, getting a beverage from one of the servants. You turned around to leave and slammed into the chest of the God of Mischief himself, spilling your drink all over him.

“Oh, Loki, I mean Prince Loki, I’m so sorry!” you said, extremely flustered, “Let me help.” You grabbed a large wad of napkins off the table and tried to dry the front of his suit. It really only succeeded in smearing the liquid around more.

“Dammit,” you said. Your cheeks were hot with embarrassment. Why did things like this always happen around him? Suddenly you made eye contact with him and realized he was smiling. “Wha-...” you trailed off, confused at his reaction. You had assumed he would be angry, but his amused expression said otherwise.

“No need to be so distraught,” he said after a moment, “I don’t think you’d sabotage my suit Lady Y/N.”

“I know but it was rather stupid and clumsy of me.”

“That may be slightly true, but I’m willing to forgive and forget.”

Did he just agree with me?

You stood, a bit shocked. He had never really spoken to you like this before. All of your conversations had been brief, and certainly not this friendly.

“Well,” you finally said, “sorry... again.”

There was still amusement in his eyes.

He probably thinks I’m ridiculous. He’d be right, but I was still hoping that he might respect me slightly.

“Come with me,” he suddenly said, walking swiftly away.

You followed after him, overwhelmed by confusion and struggling to move through the crowd of people.

Once you were in the hallway you spoke. “Um, where exactly are we going?”

“To get a new suit obviously. I can’t look messy on my brother’s big night,” Loki replied, his tone mischievous.

What have I gotten myself into?

Once you and Loki reached his chambers he disappeared through the door. You stood in the hall.

“You can come in Lady Y/N,” he said from inside.

You stepped hesitantly into his room. It was large, but without much furniture, the most noticeable being a beautiful bookshelf, without an empty space on it. You walked slowly towards it. As you passed Loki’s closet, the door was slightly ajar and you glanced at his shirtless back, the sight making your face hot and butterflies form in your stomach.

Once you finally tore your gaze away and reached the bookshelf, you surveyed the large collection. It was quite impressive. Suddenly, a voice behind you asked, “Do you like to read?”

You turned around quickly, meeting Loki’s gaze. “Um, yes. Sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude.”

“You weren’t. I rarely find anyone other than my mother who can fight and enjoys literature.”

“We’re a rare breed then,” you said, becoming more comfortable being in his presence.

Your reply earned a small smile from Loki.

“Sorry I made you come with me,” he said, “I was mostly just trying to scare you a bit because you seemed so flustered. I had no idea you were so tolerable.”

“I can’t believe you. Actually, I take that back, I can. Also, tolerable, really? What a wonderful compliment to receive.” You were impressed with your sudden boldness.

“I don’t just pass out praise”

“Well, I’m glad to be one of the few receivers, even if it’s a bit lame,” you replied, crossing your arms and smiling.  

Loki smirked for a moment and then said, “Since you might even be slightly above tolerable, would you like to see something?”

“As long as it’s not another dead body, because I see those way too frequently these days.”

“You’re rather odd, and it’s not.”

You followed Loki onto the balcony outside his room and watched as he climbed onto the railing closest to the wall.

“Oh Odin’s beard please don’t fucking fall,” you said, sucking in a breath.

“It’s fine, I’ve done this before, and you do not seem to have a lady’s mouth,” said Loki, his blue eyes glinting with amusement.

He then proceeded to use the thick vines creeping up the wall to hoist himself onto the roof. After a moment he stuck out his hand to you.

This certainly wasn’t how you had imagined your night going, but here you were, climbing onto the castle roof with the God of Mischief.

You stepped onto the railing and hoisted yourself up, using the vines and ignoring Loki’s outstretched hand.

“I am not just a lady, but a warrior,” you said when he looked slightly impressed.

“I’ve seen you in battle, but you haven’t proven to be particularly... graceful this evening,” he said, grinning mischievously.

You elbowed his arm playfully. “For your information, when I’m in battle I’m in my element. Things are different when-” You stopped cold. Oops.

“When what?” Loki was smirking.

“When... I’m at social events.”

“Mhm, sure.”

“Okay, okay, and also when I happen to be in the presence of reclusive, annoyingly attractive, and unexpectedly charming Gods,” you said, quite embarrassed at this point, but also impressed at your own bravery. This definitely wasn’t the way you had expected the night to end.

Loki was grinning. “Well, you know, I don’t bring just anyone on the roof to gaze at the stars,” he said, glancing up. The sky was beautiful and the stars sparkled like thousands of crystals.

Loki looked over at you. Your faces were centimeters apart.

“It’s hard for me to resist when clumsy, odd, but stunning individuals spill wine on me, even though this wasn’t the first time I had noticed them,” said Loki, surprising you.

He’s always noticed me like I notice him?

Suddenly you were kissing, passionately. He softly bit your lower lip and then you felt his tongue enter your mouth.

When the kiss ended you stared at him, taking in his beauty. This certainly wasn’t how you had thought things would go, but maybe your clumsiness was your new best friend.

[lokisfans]

Stay

Summary: You’re having a depressive episode and your friend Loki wants to be there for you, but there’s something more than friendship between you and him. 

Pairing: Loki x reader

Word Count: 1,023

Warnings: Mild swearing, mentions of depression

A/N: Second Loki fic, hope you all enjoy it! Also, I know that everyone experiences depression differently. I just chose for the main character of this story to experience it in a similar way to how I do. 

Y/N stared at the ceiling, feeling hollow. It was 1 pm and she still had no motivation to get out of bed. There was no point in it. No one needed her and the world would keep spinning.

Her pajamas had been on her for a week and were starting to smell, her hair was unwashed and greasy, and the only food she had eaten in the past two days was saltine crackers and coffee. Medication was useless when she was this low.

She grabbed her phone off the nightstand beside her bed and stared at the lock screen. Seven missed calls. She didn’t have the energy to talk to anyone. Her parents would just call her lazy. They had never seemed to understand.

After another two hours of staring at the ceiling and thinking about being dead, there was a knock at the door. This could not be happening. Why would anyone come see her?

A muffled voice said, “Y/N, are you in there?” She knew that voice. It was the one person she was willing to open the door for.

She opened the door to find exactly who she had expected. There was worry in his blue eyes.

“Hi, Loki.”

“You didn’t answer my calls.”

“My, um, phone died.” That was a shit lie.

“Mhm, sure,” he replied, half-smirking.

Loki could be an asshole sometimes but he was the only good friend Y/N had that truly cared about her, although he would never admit it out loud. He knew Y/N well and could tell when things were bad in her head. He had experienced what she did during the difficult parts of his life so he tended to be more understanding than other people.

“You didn’t have to come all the way here.”

“You know I live close by, and I can tell when something’s wrong.”

Damn, how did he always know, and why did he look so good in sweatpants? Y/N’s appalling appearance suddenly became very apparent to her. She was sure that her eye bags were prominent from staying up until 4 in the morning.

“Have you been taking your meds?” asked Loki, stepping past her and into the cluttered living room.

“Yes, that’s the only thing I’ve been doing.”

“Clearly,” said Loki, glancing around the messy apartment and at Y/N.

“Rude,” she replied, crossing her arms. She didn’t have the energy for this.

“Why don’t you go take a shower or something and I’ll tidy up a bit.”

“It’s my apartment, I can clean it myse-”

“You can’t expect so much of yourself when you feel this way.” There was concern on his face.

“I mean it’s my fault it’s gotten like this I’m just being lazy.”

“Not lazy. The dark cloud above your head isn’t your fault. now go.”

“Bu-”

Loki raised an eyebrow.

“Fine, fine, I’m going.”

Y/N walked to her bathroom, wondering why he bothered to care so much.

…….......

Admittedly, the shower felt good. So did the clean clothes. Y/N was realizing that without Loki she probably wouldn’t have been able to pull herself out of the darkness in her mind. Even if it was always there, at least she had a friend who helped her overcome it enough to perform normal human functions.

When she walked into the living room it was much cleaner. The windows were open and a gentle breeze flowed through them. The kitchen was spotless as well, and there was a fresh cup of tea on the counter. Loki was finishing up the dishes.

“Are you hungry?” he asked.

“I guess. Thanks for cleaning, you really didn’t have to.”

“It was nothing, and how about toast?”

“Toast sounds good.”

…….......

After they ate toast and some fruit, Loki suggested they watch a movie. Y/N just wanted to lay down and sink into her bed forever, but she figured this would be better. Something to distract her would be helpful.

“What should we watch?”

“You choose, you earned it by cleaning.”

“If you insist.” Loki flipped through Netflix and chose one of Y/N’s favorite movies called The Theory of Everything.

Just like always, she enjoyed every minute of it, even when it made her cry. It was nice to feel something other than hopelessness.

Her couch was so comfortable that she ended up drifting off.

…….......

When Y/N woke up the sun was setting. She must have slept for a while. It was then that she noticed that she was leaning against Loki, who was still asleep. When she picked her head off of his shoulder he stirred and woke.

“Oh, hello,” he said grinning.

“Good evening,” replied Y/N, the corners of her mouth lifting into a small smile. It had been so long since she had felt joy.

“Let’s go on the roof,” said Loki, “I’m sure you could use some air.”

“Alright,” said Y/N.

Loki led her out the door and they took the elevator to the roof of the apartment building. The sun was almost done setting. It’s final rays washed upon Y/N’s skin, filling her with warmth. She glanced at Loki. His face was bathed in the golden light too. It was a breathtaking sight.

“What?” he asked.

“Oh, nothing.”

“Mhm. The sky is stunning.” He turned towards her. “As are you.”

Y/N felt warmth in her cheeks and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Thank you, Loki, and thanks for caring.”

He took a step towards her. “Of course, I always will.”

Y/N had a sudden realization that she and Loki took care of each other because of something deeper than friendship. She put one of her arms around his neck and kissed him. He didn’t object, kissing her back. It was as if years of chemistry exploded between them, releasing something enthralling and magical. They both had a brokenness inside of them but they had each other.

When they finally pulled away Loki’s cheeks were slightly pink. Y/N couldn’t believe she had done that, but apparently the urge had been mutual.

“Loki?”

“Yes, darling?”

“Stay.”

[lokisfans]

For Me

Summary: Loki wants to rule over all of the Midgardians. No one can stop him from executing his plan, except for maybe the one person he truly loves.

Pairing: Loki x reader

Word Count: 1,333

Warnings: swearing

A/N: This is my first fanfic (that I’m posting on here). I hope you all like it, please leave feedback! :)

Loki was back at it again, causing mischief. But this time it wasn’t just mischief. He had an army at the ready and intended to rule over all of the Midgardians. It wasn’t a plausible outcome by any means, but he was blinded by his pain and need for revenge.

You knew Loki better than anyone and loved him, despite his treachery, but oh boy were you going to have some damn words with him when you arrived in New York.

Instead of choosing to stop Loki with violence, the Avengers had decided to give him one last chance by bringing you in. They hoped that you could persuade him to stop this before it started.

As soon as you arrived in New York, it was obvious that not all of the Avengers thought that Loki could be stopped without bloodshed. Thor had definitely been the one to convince everyone to let you come. He still believed that there was good in his brother, and he knew that Loki only had softness for you. Some of the stares you received were cold, but you ignored the tenseness in the air and chose to focus on the problem at hand.

“Greetings, Lady Y/N,” said Thor, “we’re so happy you cou-” You cut him off.

“Let’s get straight to the point. Loki’s being an ass and you need me to reason with him. Where is he?”

“We don’t have an exact location yet,” said Natasha, “he’s on the move and it’s been difficult to pinpoint where he is.”

“I’m sure we’ll be able to find my dear brother soon,” said Thor.

“You say dear brother,” started Tony, “but funnily enough he’s also an untrustworthy sociopath who kills for pleas-” Steve cut him off.

“Tony, this isn’t the time. We’re all aware of the crimes Loki has committed. Let’s focus on getting him to stop.”

Tony rolled his eyes while Steve smiled at you reassuringly.

Nick Fury stepped into the room. He nodded at you and then spoke. “We’ve found Loki’s location. I want all of you to go with Y/N in case things get violent, but do not engage unless it is absolutely necessary. Have I made myself clear?” Everyone nodded.

This was it. Lives, including Loki’s, were depending on you persuading him to end this before anyone got hurt. Thor had said that if Loki gave up this absurd fantasy and chose peace then he would not be punished very harshly. He hadn’t done any damage yet, but if he continued on this route things would become much worse. You knew Loki loved you, but did he love you enough to stop the war he was planning to wage on the Midgardians?

...............

Just a couple hours later you were flying in a helicopter toward where Loki was.

You hadn’t really thought about what you were going to say to him. You hadn’t seen him since he had left for Earth while you were sleeping. You vividly remembered the anger and loneliness you had felt when you had awoken to find him gone. That son of a bitch hadn’t even said goodbye. He was lucky that you loved him.

The helicopter landed on top of a tall building made of gray brick. You stepped out onto the roof. There was a door nearby, which most likely held stairs leading to the different floors of the large tower. Nick had sent Loki an anonymous message, telling him that he would have a visitor on the roof, so you waited, praying that he would come.

After about ten minutes, the door opened. Loki stepped out of it, scepter in hand. He saw you and looked taken aback. “Darling?” was all he could muster.

You walked toward him, knowing he would never harm you. For a moment you just stared at each other.

“My dear,” you finally said, “you left without even so much as a goodbye, and now... this?”

“I had to leave. The Midgardians are not fit to have freedom, it suffocates them. They need a leader.”

“They already have a leader. They have a government just as we have a council in Asgard. Even if the Midgardians needed a leader, violence is not the way to earn their trust. A leader’s citizens must have faith in them, but how can these people have faith in you when you threaten to bring an army here and kill their kind to get what you want?”

There was guilt in Loki’s blue eyes. You could easily see it, despite how he tried to mask it with false confidence.

“They refuse to kneel to me, violence is the only option,” said Loki.

“Why would they kneel to you when they were perfectly happy and already with leadership when you arrived?”

“Their leaders are weak.”

You looked at him sadly. “The god I fell in love with would never truly believe the things you’re saying.”

You could tell that your words had affected Loki. It showed in his face. He could hide nothing from you.

“I want you to rule beside me. I had to leave at first, yes, but we can do this together now that you’re here. I was always coming back for you.”

You could sense a pleading, a hope in Loki.

“I’ll never do that, and I don’t want you to come back for me if you choose this path. This is not the path of the Loki I know.”

“No one knows me,” Loki muttered.

“Bullshit,” you said, “I know you better than you know yourself.”

The fierceness in your soul had always been what Loki loved about you, but he hadn’t expected it with the calmness that you had been exhibiting on the roof so far.  

“I’ve been trying to do this the nice way but it doesn’t seem to be working. I’m going to lay this out plainly for you. You’re the love of my life, but by god are your morals screwed right now. I know you know that this is wrong. Freedom is not suffocating, the Midgardians already have leaders, and they may not be what you’re used to but they’re leaders just the damn same. There’s goodness in your heart, I see it every day that we spend together. What I’m seeing right now, and what I’ve been told you’ve been doing, is not what’s in your heart. I know you’ve been hurt and there’s no excuse for that, but don’t take it out on these innocent people my love. This won’t fill anything inside of you. Please, I’m begging you, stop this nonsense before anyone gets hurt.”

Loki’s eyes were full of conflict. The wind whipped his raven-colored hair around and you saw a thin layer of water in his eyes.

“Please,” you whispered, tears streaming down your face, “Our life together will be gone after this. I cannot love someone who would ever commit an atrocity like you’re about to.”

Loki stared at you for a long time.

“Y-you won’t love me anymore?” he asked after a while, his voice breaking.  

You slowly shook your head, then said, “but don’t stop for me, stop because of the goodness that I know you have, stop because you know that this is wrong.”

You couldn’t stop crying. You didn’t want to lose Loki

You reached out to him. “Take my hand and don’t go through with this. We can go home, and I might not even beat your ass for making me come all the way here.”

Loki almost smiled. He looked at you, and then at the scepter in his hand. Suddenly he threw it to the ground, smashing it. There was a large blast of power that came from its destruction, and then Loki grabbed your hand. He pulled you into him, wiping your tears away.

His face was stained with tears, and he whispered, “I’m so sorry my love.” You looked at him and stroked one of his cheeks with your hand.

“I forgive you.”

[lokisfans]

Introduction

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