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LIKE HE CAN BE SUCH A BITCH BUT WE ALL LOVE HIM FOR THAT

Use Me (Loki Love Story) Ch.3

Summary: Loki shows up at your brothel with an offer. What could go wrong?

Requested song inspiration: Use Me by Johnny Blue Skies & Dove Cameron & Diplo

You sat in the enormous bathtub with your knees to your chest. Your eyes may be a bit sore by how wide they had reacted throughout the day. This couldn’t be happening! You quit your second job and your first was no longer a thing. The only ways to gain money now was to.. please Loki..

That snake.. that trickster- that liar! He should have explained better.. given you a better description.. should have.. should have-

‘’you’ll gain wrinkles at the brow if you continue glaring like that darling.’’ he spoke up, having gathered a few oils and shampoos from the cabinets.

He had ordered you to take a proper bath.. little did you know, as soon as you submerged into the water he just helped himself like he owned the place- well.. he technically does. Though the point remains; what did he expect here? Your arms hugged your knees closer when he neared, the towel threatening to come undone from his waist while he set down the bottles onto the edge.

‘’scoot over darling.’’

Your eyes rose from his covered waist and up to his eyes. ‘’what-‘’

‘’you are really going to have to expand that vocabulary darling. make me repeat myself one more time and I might just have to help myself.’’ He lightly warned, playful seriousness behind it while your arms tensed a little.

Your eyes couldn’t have gotten enough of the sight of his skin. His toned muscles and porcelain skin.. shame he keeps it hidden under leather and armor all the time.. what was the big deal? You’ve seen men before- no.. that was the thing. You’ve seen men before, never a god. Perhaps its his attractiveness that made you hesitant and shy- or the fact that he was the frickin prince and you were submerged in his own bathtub.

With great hesitation, you scooted a bit- really seeing no need for it. The tub could practically hold three of him. perhaps it was an attempt to see if you’ll obey. As if working for the palace wasn’t enough.. nevertheless, you managed to scoot without really disturbing your position before your eyes snapped to the movement of fabric before your hands covered your eyes at the same sound of fabric hitting the floor.

‘’do not begin to tell me I am the first man you’ve laid eyes on.’’ You could tell he was holding back a laugh, the sound of water splashing indicated that he was going in and you could feel your hands beginning to shake against your face.

‘’it’s just.. it doesn’t feel right to look at the second prince of Asgard.. I don’t feel like it’s my place..’’ you told him in a quite voice, your thighs squeezing together nevertheless at the very thought of his naked body. The thin towel gave a good indication of what he had too.

‘’upon this agreement darling, it’s subtle permission that you are allowed to look.’’ He said gently, the nickname making your heart flutter ever so slightly while you kept your eyes covered.

‘’my body doesn’t know that..’’ you mumbled, knowing the unspoken rules to this whole thing yet your body still shied away.

‘’and what is it that your body wants..’’ he whispered, slender hands being rested gently upon yours knees, making your hands quickly move to look forward with shock- only to find him a few inches away from your face.

‘’my p-prince..’’ you stutter out, your hands uselessly staying at your chest while his thumbs stroked your knees. Oh gods this was happening.. this was it.. you were going to do it in the tub.. right here right now-

‘’lower your legs.’’ His voice was steady but soft, his eyes never leaving yours where they almost threated to glance away from his.

This was for the sake of money.. to leave.. you weren’t going to move forward unless you allow yourself to stop holding back. Taking a deep breath, you slowly began moving yours legs down, his hands staying at your knees as they both disappeared into the water. The corner of his mouth threated to tug up. To a smile or a smirk, you weren’t sure. Yet you did feel him move forward until you could tell both his knees were kneeling beside each of yours, his eye contact holding yours hostage before he leaned forward, a hand resting on the edge of the tub just beside your arm where he leaned his weight on now.

His other hand moved and your heart sped up, knowing you were wet enough but you acted like this was your first time. Oh gods where was his other hand going to go.. your eyes fluttered, almost wanting to squeeze them shut while you felt your cheeks growing red.

How confused did you feel when his hand grasped the bar of soap and he leaned back onto his knees, using both hands to rub the bar together before he sat on his heels. Your eyes looked at him like a deer in the head lights, heart racing while you still tried figuring him out, even when he put the bar of soap down.

‘’..my prince-?”

His eyes looked up from his hands lathering themselves with a curious yet casual expression. ‘’hmm?”

‘’wha-.. what are you doing?” you asked, feeling dumber by the second and wished the tub would just swallow you alive at this point.

‘’I am going to wash you properly.’’

The sentence alone had your heart jump, somehow finding that far more embarrassing than sex while your hands covered more of your chest with wide eyed. ‘’…w-why?”

Loki then let his smirk show ‘’it will give me great pleasure.’’

It was almost a stalemate, Loki giving you time to realize what he was doing before your eyes widened for the hundredth time today. Great pleasure.. this gives him pleasure? ..you two weren’t going to have sex?- unless this was some type of foreplay he was into.. touching you up before the big moment..

You felt your eyes threaten to narrow, to show him you knew what he was up to, even though the back of your mind knew you didn’t fully. Still.. you needed to earn your money, and the only way to earn that money was to.. comply.

By your body relaxing, so did Loki’s expression in which he knew he won. Yet to your surprise, the cheeky bastard moved himself away to lean his back against his own side of the tub, a hand raising to make a come-hither motion while you could tell he spread his own legs.

‘’lead your back against my chest darling, I need to be able to access.. all of you..’’ he almost seemed to purr while your cheeks heated up.

You knew what he was doing.. he had yours submission but he wanted more than that.. he needed your willingness. Its one thing relaxing and letting, its another to go to him. but you knew you both weren’t gonna get anywhere unless you moved- especially with a potential punishment in the balance if you weren’t willing.

Slowly leaning forward, somehow you felt like the water got lower while you tried to turn yourself with your body still submerged in the water. With a panicked movement, you quickened your movements before you turned yourself around, leaning yourself back with a blush between Loki’s legs yet the leaning position raised your chest ever so slightly out of the water.. hinting..

‘’good girl..’’ he whispered and before you could register or react, you felt his slender hands on your shoulders.

Your body was tense, red and confused, heart beating rapidly and mind trying to keep up. Though it was hard to really keep a thought with Loki’s touch distracting you. You know you had to sit still, obey, so you closed your eyes to concentrate on doing so before you felt yourself falling in the moment.

His hands moved to your shoulders, to your neck, arms and hands. Kneading and massaging, rubbing and caressing. You felt him lean forward briefly, guessing he was reaching for the bar of soap before you felt his hands on you again, this time on your stomach before they began moving higher.

Your eyes fluttered open, body tensing at where he was going and found your hands resting on his wrists before you could practically feel his smirk. ‘’relax..’’ he whispered. You weren’t sure what magic spell he seemed to cast, but your body didn’t stop him when he slowly began rubbing gently at your breasts, paying extra attention to them. You were glad your back was turned but you were sure he knew you were red faced. He finished with your chest and you heard the faintest of whispers telling you to lean forward, so you did.

His hands worked magic on your back, even getting knots out before he helped you lean back. His hands moved now to your stomach again, moving to caress your waist and hips before you felt them move slowly towards your center. ‘’you are so beautiful..’’

Your body seemed to come alive, jerking forward where you wrapped your arms around yourself and looked at him wide eyed. ‘’not there-‘’

‘’are you being unwilling love?” he asked casually, resting his arms on the edges of the tub in a relaxed position.

‘’I’m not- I just.. I can do it myself-‘’

‘’I know you can darling, but I find it much for pleasurable if I do it.’’ He smirked, amusement back In his eyes while your cheeks reddened.

‘’i-I don’t want you too-‘’

‘’if you are unwilling darling, then I can only tell you that it will earn you a punishment. Is that what you want? If so, I shall leave you be to finish yourself.’’

Why did that sound like an innuendo.. your mind debated on the punishment. He seemed.. relaxed about this whole thing, not at all bothered by your refusal and quite frankly, you were surprised your life didn’t flash before your eyes. Punishments for Maids normally were just blows to the behind, the back of the legs, extra chores and a slap on the palms. Yet this was Loki we were talking about.. you weren’t sure what his type of punishments were and you prayed it be something similar to be honest..

Just the thought of him touching your cunt had your hands covering your eyes again, seeing the mental image and making you blush madly all over again. Something about him made this whole thing.. unnumbable..

‘’as much as I enjoy the view darling, I am going to need you to make a decision.’’

His words made you uncover your eyes and yelp, quickly moving your arms back to cover your chest and turn away from him. ‘’I’ll.. I’ll take the punishment..’’ you said quietly.

‘’very well.’’ So casual.. nevertheless, you heard him get up and your eyes looked before you could stop yourself.

He was huge, biggest you’ve ever saw and you felt your mouth fall open while he moved out of the tug shamelessly and picked up his towel, casting a smirk your way which made you blush and look away.

‘’finish up, come out when you are finished darling. your clothes have been removed.’’

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Cramps Be Gone

Loki X Reader Fluff

Summary: You’re on your period, you’re frustrated, and Loki’s there to help you.

A/n: I got this idea on day one of my period, so… here we are.

The day could’ve been much more cheerful. You and Loki originally planned to go out today. Instead, you were curled up in your bed, groaning every other minute. Why? Because a very unwanted guest showed up at your door this morning. Guess who? None other than your monthly bleed-out session, aka period.

You were lying in your bed with the unhappy knowledge that this will not end anytime soon. Waves upon waves of stab-like pains shot through your lower abdomen, making you groan and press down on that spot. You were tired. So damn tired of it. You were looking forward to this date, but now it’s ruined. You were originally thinking about taking painkillers, but Loki absolutely disagreed.

‘Painkillers,’ he said strictly, ‘are merely something Midgardians came up with to gain more money. They do not help conquer it; it only allows them to forget about it. If you use such things, y/n, believe me, you will behave carelessly and only worsen it and wish me to get you more. Therefore, no, you will not be using such trashy Midgardian medicine. It isn’t even medicine, in my eyes.’ He added, pulling a face.

Loki was there for you, of course. He was always there to help you with your needs, he even let you have breakfast in bed (something he doesn’t usually allow. ‘You’ll dirty everything,’ he used to say in a tone of finality). But he wasn’t there for the most part. He has work to do, you know this, but you still wished he could give it all up and just stay with you. Flipping over under your blankets, you resumed cursing your life.

I’m lonely, you thought sadly, your head under your blankets. You wished your period showed up just one day later. You and Loki have been dating for nearly a month now, it was clear to you that your time of the month was going to hit anytime. But why on this day? On the one day you don’t want it?

You were, not gonna lie, very frustrated. And angry. In need of something (or someone) to rage to, you started blaming your boyfriend for your pain. What was possibly so important that he had to leave you? Couldn’t he leave it till your bleeding days were over? Why? That word seemed to exist in every single thought you had flowing in your head. Why?

On day three it was going terrifying. It was hurting so much you couldn’t even bring yourself to sit upright in your bed. You prayed it would be over, but apparently your prayers were ignored. Oh, how you’d like this shit to finally just end. Loki had to feed you breakfast, it was so painful. He even teased you. Like, is this guy for real? (‘I mean, I could make it go away for nine months…’ he had said while smirking. You slapped his hand, scrunching up your face.) But after that he just pressed a kiss to your forehead and walked out. Sometimes you regret dating this guy.

It was nearly noon when he came back. Your aches soothed a little, but were almost just the same as before. He sat down at the edge of your bed, brushing a strand of your hair out of your face.

‘Oh, now you decide to show up,’ you groaned, ‘now that I’m literally dying in my bed. How was work?’ you put emphasis on the word ‘work’ as you knew he must feel at least slightly guilty about leaving you hanging. He opened his mouth, took a deep breath, and said: ‘Well, about that…’ He looked at you with a pleading look, as if wishing for you not to get angry for what he was going to say. You narrowed your eyes, staring back with a suspicious look.

‘What?’ you asked, your breathing kind of shallow due to the pain throbbing in your lower abdomen. ‘What wonderful surprise have you prepared for me?’ Loki sighed, as if preparing himself for a scolding, and said: ‘I have not been working. Or at least, I wasn’t doing Avengers’ work.’

You bolted upright, causing a stab of pain to shoot through your body. His hand instinctively rose to hold your back and lead you back down. ‘What?! So you’re telling me that you weren’t even doing important shit while I was mentally and physically dying?! What-‘ he put a finger to your lips to shush you. ‘Let me finish,’ he said gently. You reluctantly laid back down, staring at him with accusatory eyes.

‘I have been working, darling. For the past few days I have been digging through my books to find a safe and healthy painkiller for you. You see, Asgardians value health over money, and we have much safer medicines than those on Midgard.’ He says, brushing his hand over your hurting part over your blanket. Heavens, he looked hot when he looked at you with these loving eyes.

Even after listening to his explanation, you still wanted to blame him. Keeping that annoyed look on your face, you whined at him: ‘Well… that’s very… nice of you. But- you should’ve told me beforehand! I thought you were being careless and didn’t give a shit about me! I was so upset.’ Loki looked at you knowingly before answering: ‘Honey, if I told you, you would’ve distracted me with your rushes and caused me to slow down my pace.’

‘Fuck you.’

‘After you’ve recovered, darling.’ He replied, smirking. You rolled your eyes, your cheeks reddening. This man knows exactly how to get to you, you can give him that.

With a swift move, he slipped your blanket off. You shivered slightly at the sudden chill, but Loki reassured you that it wasn’t going to take long. Softly, he brushed his hand over your abdomen, and you felt a warmth surge through where he touched. Soon, you could feel the pain leaving you, finally giving you peace. You sighed, relieved that it was all finally over. You laid back down, closing your eyes and drinking in the fact that Loki was your lover.

‘Be careful,’ he warned as you beamed at him, ‘you may stain easier, now that you don’t feel it.’ You didn’t even wait for him to finish before half-singing: ‘Yeah, yeah, I know-‘ you were suddenly so happy that your period said bye-bye, you thought Loki might’ve given you a cheer-up spell or something.

Eager, you tried to get out of bed, but only got shoved back in. You pouted up at him, staring into his blue eyes. ‘Just because you don’t feel it does not mean it is no longer there. Stay in bed.’ He said.

You hmphed at him, burrowing back into the sheets to sulk. Loki smiles. What a girl he had found.

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I rewatched Loki and now I’m depressed like, this is hard to watch

I’m still convinced you can make an android and replace Loki with it

not letting anyone change my mind because technically you can still reach him through Alioth, righttttt????

imma go pay him a visit

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It’s Nice to Have a Friend

Loki x Reader Slight Angst + Fluff

Summary: Loki is imprisoned for life, and you, his childhood friend, decide to visit him.

Inspired by the song It’s Nice to Have a Friend by Taylor Swift.

Note: It’s written in third person, and the pronouns at the beginning are she/her. It switches to the pronoun you after a while.

Word Count: 1.6k

Pacing around in his small cell, Loki was seething. His head still couldn’t get around what had happened to him. Imprisoned for life. How? How could Odin dare? Well, he thought miserably, staring into the opposite cell, I suppose he did always favor Thor. The thought stabbed him deep in the heart. He was always shoved aside. Always second. Always alone.

The thought of staying in this small, public yet private area for the rest of his four thousand years of living was painful. He didn’t want to stay here. Why didn’t his mother do anything? Bringing him books was nice, he supposed, but wouldn’t she try to save him, at the very least? Because she’s not… his thought trailed off. He couldn’t bring himself to think that. He loved her. He truly did.

It was the middle of the night, he could sense it, even if the dungeon was underground and had no windows. A distant patter of someone scurrying across the landing caught his attention. Man, it was hard, trying to fall asleep under these blazing lights. He swung his legs off the bed with little enthusiasm, sighed deeply, and walked towards the large window that exposed him to everyone who looked.

He wasn’t surprised when he saw the veiled shadow walk hurriedly, as if wanting to get something over with. What totally normal was, because no one liked to be here anyways, prisoner or not. What did surprise him was the flash of [h/c] hair that flew behind them, her steps marching toward his cell. His cell. A flash of memory flew past in his head, remembering. No, it can’t be. She wouldn’t… not after this…

Once she came to a halt in front of his giant window, he put on a tragic version of his signature smirk. But of course. He should’ve known. It was just another person about to rant how bad of a person he was. Just another being, about to tell him just now terrible and unworthy he’d been. But the person in front of his cell did neither. After a while of silent staring, she took her cloak off, revealing the one person he’d wished not to see: you.

You looked at him with tragedy glowing in your eyes. You’d never wanted to see him there, never. You knew of his familial troubles, but never knew he’d take it this far. It hurt, to see him like this. Imprisoned and lost. With no one’s support.

His heart also skipped a beat. How long had it been since he’d seen you? He couldn’t remember. He only knew that it was a lot longer than he wanted it to be. He doesn’t enjoy hurting people, especially not you. You were the only friend he had as a child, and never turned away from him, even after knowing he was a Frost Giant. You didn’t care about what being he was. You cared only about him. You were his sole glimmer of light in his realm of darkness. You led him out of sadness and misery. But he betrayed you. He left you, without thinking twice. Or maybe he didn’t think at all.

‘Why are you here,’ he asked, his voice determined but with a slight hint of longing, ‘Have you come to gloat? To mock? You’re just like the others, aren’t you? Just here to see me break, to see me fall.’

You stared back into his blue eyes but doesn’t say anything. This certainly wasn’t what she expected him to say when she decided to visit him.

‘Well?’ he hissed, his voice laced with venom and a sliver of guilt, ‘Say something!’ His voice raised.

You merely looked back at him, looking away when he half yelled at her. Guilt filled his entire being. He couldn’t- Why was he-

When you glanced back, your eyes were shining with unshed tears. You opened your mouth, your voice about to break. ‘I came,’ you whispered hoarsely, ‘because I missed you.’

These words hit Loki with a pang. I missed you. They echoed in his head, awakening every nerve and bringing out all the guilt that he hid away. His breathing became ragged, shallow. Before he could properly react, however, you pressed on.

‘You were gone for a year, I thought… I thought… I thought I lost you,’ you said, tears falling freely from your eyes. Every bat of your eyelids poured more down, until they collected at your chin and dripped onto the dungeon floor. Shakily, she steps through the barrier and leaves very little space between them. She stared up at him with her [e/c] eyes.

‘I was so worried,’ she said, taking his hand in her own and pressing her forehead against his chest. ‘I missed you,’ she repeated, fully leaning into him, wrapping her arms around his waist. Oh, how you missed his scent, his clothes, everything. He had meant so much to you. How many nights you’d curl up in his old room and cry. How many times hearing his name brought you new tears.

Slowly, his head came around. Tears were welling up in his eyes, too. He loved you too… But would he ever be able to love you like he did before? Before… a feeling of regret washed over him. If only he didn’t let go. If only he didn’t fling himself off the Bifrost… then maybe everything would’ve been alright…

His arms crawled up your back, holding you close. The emotions flying around his head was making him dizzy, unsure of what to do. Only two words made it past his mouth: ‘Don’t go.’

It wasn’t just an order. It was a plea, only found in the most desperate people in the world. Now he understood what people meant when they said that the most hurt people smile the brightest. Because they know. They know that everything is over. That everything will finally be alright.

You hugged him tighter. ‘I won’t,’ you told him quietly, your words slightly muffled by his clothes, ‘I won’t leave you. Not ever. I’ll stay with you, even after you go to Valhalla.’

Loki’s tears fell down his cheeks, his heart swelling. How he’d missed this. How he’d missed your voice, your soft body pressed to his. The gratefulness he had in himself was barely describable through words. In that moment, he felt like the happiest man alive. He was so damn glad you were there. Always there.

‘I never meant to hurt you, or any of them,’ he said softly, one of his hands coming up to pat your head. You nodded, showing your agreement. ‘Why,’ he gulped as he pressed on, ‘why don’t you… hate me like the others?’ Your answer didn’t come late.

‘Because I know you better than they do. I know you didn’t mean it.’ Your voice was soothing, like the fireplace in winter. ‘I know you’d never do something like that. Never. I know that it was him that forced you.’

His heard clenched when you mentioned Thanos. ‘That madman…’ his voice quivered, ‘He tortured me to the brink of insanity. Took pleasure in watching me break.’ You pressed further into him. ‘I know,’ you repeated, ‘I know. And therefore I love you.’

His heart skipped a beat again. Looking down at you, he asked, his voice barely a whisper: ‘Do you know, or even have the slightest idea, what I’ve become?’

‘You’re the exact same as before, just… you know. Tortured and broken.’ You were uncertain when you said this. You knew he was sensitive on this topic. You knew him so well.

‘Do you know what I’ve done?’ he asked, his tone sinking drastically, as if he didn’t want to know the answer.

‘Well, yes.’ You replied again, trying to sound as reassuring as possible.

‘Do you know,’ he was fully shaking by now, ‘what monster lives inside me…?’

You lifted your head, staring into the depths of his eyes. The only things you found were sorrow, fear, and guilt. Choosing your words, you said:

‘Yes, and it’s a monster that was born out of darkness. And before that empty darkness, there was a heart, a source of light and warmth that lit up the whole place. You see, hearts need to be fed with love, otherwise they die away. That’s exactly what happened to yours.’ You traced your index finger over where his heart was, drawing a shaky breath out of him.

‘Without the heart, the place was submerged in darkness, and out of that darkness grew a monster. Something people despise. But all that it’s trying to do…’ you trailed off, bringing your hands off his waist to hold his, ‘is to not let anyone else grow a new heart in that blank, because it’s afraid that if it ever happens, it’ll be broken again.’ A second of silence reigned between you, your breathings heavy. Finally, he spoke.

‘Will you… grow me a new heart…?’ he asked, his eyes filled with plea, ‘Will you fill that unbearable blank?’

You answered without hesitation. ‘Yes, of course. And I’ll make sure it’ll never be broken ever again.’

Loki’s eyes glowed as you said this. It was as if someone had taken off the invisible weight weighing him down. He sighed in both relief and gratitude, bending down to kiss you. You returned his kiss, hungry for him.

‘I’m sorry,’ he whispered against your lips, his breath mixing with your own. ‘The pressure killed me. I couldn’t bear-‘ you shushed him, closing the distance between your lips once more. His heart lifted, rising up into his chest. It was just as you described. Your love and care made a new heart bloom in his chest.

‘I’m so damn glad I have you,’ he whispered again, his eyes closing, feeling you. ‘I must thank you. For everything. You made me feel… alive.’

You smiled. ‘But of course. It’s nice to have a friend, isn’t it?’

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Criminals

Loki x Reader

Prompt: ‘Let’s rob an ATM!’

Reader was a scammer before she/he joined the Avengers.

Summary: You ran out of money to buy merch of a new movie you got obsessed with and Loki, of course, comes up with an idea.

Also, I headcannon that he has a pocket dimension and blue eyes.

You and Loki. The infamous troublemakers in New York. One of which had led an army against the world and the other had scammed thousands to hand over their money. Both of you had been taken in by the Avengers to atone for your sins and help Earth’s Mightiest Heroes to protect their planet against whatever threat that dared step foot on the land. But that doesn’t mean you didn’t play by the rules. You and Loki constantly tried to prank people or even each other, just for the fun of it. With Loki on your side, you could get away with anything. He’s the God of Mischief after all.

You viewed each other as friends, nothing more. Although your mind often pictured how it would be like if you were more than that. Sometimes it disappointed you that you couldn’t be closer, but that’s only a thought that seldom came to mind. This was, so far in your opinion, enough.

It was a sunny day when you took note of a new movie that came out. A few hours later, you were absolutely obsessed with it. Determined to stuff your room with merchandise of that movie, you went to your bank account, on which Stark put money into it monthly. Your excitement didn’t last long, though. Your account was empty because of the load of food you’d bought for the last movie night. Frustrated, you shut your laptop and went to sulk.

Of all the times I can run out of money, now has to be the time? You asked yourself, burying your face in your pillow for comfort. Asking Tony was a No-Go, he’s just gonna tell you to spend more wisely next time. Not gonna lie, you weren’t exactly fond of asking the Avengers for things. Due to the fact that you’re a scammer, they looked down at you, even if it’s just a little. Only some people truly accept you, like Natasha, Bruce, or Bucky, because they know what it’s like to be looked at like that.

Loki… You could of course ask him, but will he cooperate? He wasn’t one to give money, even if you were close. You remember the last time you asked him to buy you merch. Didn’t turn out well.

Why… you need to learn to spend less money like this, my dear friend, he said with his signature smirk. No matter how you pushed or prodded, he wouldn’t yield. His willpower, let’s say, is very strong.

Oh, fuck this, you thought, rising from your bed and fighting the swirling feeling in your skull. I’m gonna ask him and I’ll deal with it. Swinging the door shut behind you, you set off to Loki’s room.

Loki answered your hard, sharp knocks almost immediately. He was wearing a wool long-sleeve shirt along with some relax pants. He sure was getting used to Midgardian clothes fast…

He raised his eyebrows when he saw you. ‘Well, come in, Y/n,’ he said, opening the door wider so you could step in. You walked into his living room gingerly, as if a bomb might go off any second.

He snapped the door shut behind you. ‘Out with it,’ he smirked sharply. ‘What is it that troubles so that you must come to me?’

You took a deep breath before saying: ‘It’s nice to see you too, Loki.’ Taking a seat, you waited for him to also settle down, as if you were at a conference meeting.

He sat on the armchair opposite you, blue eyes never leaving yours. After a while, he asked: ‘Very well… what is it?’

You fidgeted with your fingers, looking at the coffee table separating you two, unsure of what to say. ‘Um… I kind of need your help,’ you tried shyly.

He tutted softly, nodding. ‘Yes, I noticed. Otherwise you wouldn’t have come.’

You rolled your eyes. Why can’t he learn to read minds? That’s definitely something he should put on his to-do list. ‘Well, you see…’ you started, ‘I found this really good movie… and… um…’

He raised his eyes to the heavens. You frowned, moving your head to the side. ‘What?’

‘I should have known.’ He answered. ‘Let me guess. You found a nice movie and now you want merch, correct?’ You nodded.

‘But… You don’t have the money to buy it.’ He continued. You nodded again.

‘And now,’ He paused dramatically, ‘you want me to help you buy it, am I right?’ He emphasized the last three syllables, smirking all the way. You nodded but didn’t bring your head back up.

‘But of course you’d come to me for that… Here’s all you need to know: No.’ He said with royal finality. You jumped up at this statement, kicking the coffee table along the way, staring at him in disbelief.

‘No?? What do you mean, no? Come on, you’re the only one I’ve got! Why can’t you-‘ you ranted, panicking but he broke you off, chuckling. By far too calm, he motioned for you to sit back down.

‘I was jesting, Y/n. I am not one to decline such an entertaining task, especially from you,’ he smiled. You sighed in relief, happy that you weren’t as helpless as you’d deemed yourself to be. Something warmed your heart as he said these words.

‘Although-,’ he began again, and your panic came back by far too fast. ‘Wait, there’s an “although”? Does that mean you can’t-‘ he made an ah-ah-ah look as he held up his finger to shut you up.

‘Let me finish. Norns, aren’t you sensitive today? I meant that we can’t be breaking into Stark’s account because that would ruin us completely. We should gain money another way. Now,’ he said, looking at you intensely so you wouldn’t retaliate, he continued: ‘we will not be achieving such  money through scamming because we would also be screwed if we do so. You can forget about using mine, I need that for books. So I was thinking…’ he paused dramatically again, ‘we could, with great care and precaution, rob an ATM machine.’

Your jaw dropped when he said this. Rob. A. Freaking. ATM machine? Was this guy for real? Like, no! We are not robbing a freaking ATM machine! You were starting to think that sulking in your room was better than trying to get money (FROM AN ATM MACHINE) for merchandise.

Loki noticed your nervous look and added quickly: ‘I promise we will not be found. Why so scared? We’ve done far worse than this.’

‘Yes but,’ you half wailed at him, ‘we’ve never done something illegal before… you know what? I’m just gonna sulk in my room and pretend this never happened. See you-‘

‘Hang on, hang on,’ he called after you, ‘what if I told you I’d get you a vinyl player?’

You stopped in your tracks. Oh my God does this guy know how to get you to do something. You turned back to him. ‘You’d buy me one?’

He smiled with unexpected affection. ‘With all the vinyls you’d like to have.’

‘Fine.’ You huffed before heading to the door again. Before you closed the door, you heard him call: ‘I’ll come get you around twelve – get ready for some excitement.’ You really hoped he was right.

You heard a knock at exactly midnight. Breathing heavily, you reached for the doorknob. The day had passed way to fast, and your nervousness was getting to you. The closer your hand got to the door, the faster your heart pounded in your chest. Gathering up your lost courage, you opened the door to reveal Loki, entirely clothed in black leather, standing in your doorway.

‘That took slightly longer than I’d usually expect from you,’ he commented, gesturing you to follow him out and into the hallway. He shut the door for you, and put his hand on the small of your back. Again, warm feeling glowed in you for no reason.

‘Loki,’ you said with an unusually stutter voice when you reached the front door, ‘maybe we shouldn’t… I mean, it’s illegal, after all…’ but he merely chuckled at your feeble attempt to ruin his plans for the night and led you away from the building and further towards the closest bank. Your heart pumped blood faster than ever, your body seemed to forget how to move. Loki’s arm led you, and you, to your own surprise, followed suit.

When you arrived at the bank, you were full-on regretting it, even if he offered a vinyl player. He noticed this and motioned for her to follow him into an alleyway next to the bank. Once you were both fully submerged in shadow, he spoke up.

‘I know that you’re nervous, but I swear, we will not get in trouble for this. I am not lying,’ he added, seeing that your nervous look didn’t leave. ‘But what if-?’ you retaliated.

‘I will change our looks and clothes so that even if we are seen, we’d be off their suspects list, alright?’ he asked encouragingly. Finally, you gave a little nod before letting his magic flow over your body, changing your appearance ad clothing.

Afterwards, you pulled on the door. Locked. You approved. Hopefully this will stop Loki- yeah no he went and magicked the lock to unlock itself… Loki pushed the door open, leading you inside the darkened room. Everything was going to plan… for now.

‘There’s our treasure,’ he said, pointing towards the line of ATMs. Hurrying you long, he stuck out his hand to cast another spell to unlock the ATM itself. Your breathing was shallow as you watched him do his thing, and soon enough stacks of money came to your eyes. You watched him load it all into a small green vortex that appeared in mid-air that opened to his pocket dimension. Once he finished, he looked up at you with triumph.

‘There. That should be enough for your merchandise.’

You nodded silently, turning to look aimlessly into the night. Out of the corner of your eye you say flashing lights. Cops. Holy shit are you screwed. You whipped around, scream-whispering to Loki: ‘Cops!’ His expression immediately changed as he looked over your shoulder. ‘Run,’ was all he said before grabbing you and tearing towards the back exit.

It didn’t take long before your legs started to burn. You’ve never been an athletic person and the sudden run took a toll on you. You were a scammer, not an Olympian athlete!

Loki noticed as fast as lightning and didn’t seem to come up with a better idea than to just carry you bridal style and run at top speed. You were unsure how he did it, you guessed it was because of his godly strength.

Those minutes passed in a blur. In no time you were back at the Avengers’ Headquarters, clawing at Loki’s leather shirt. He had removed the disguise along the way.

‘Did… did we lose them?’ you asked, putting in the code to enter the building. It buzzed loudly in the night, and you and Loki slipped in. The lights suddenly went on and caused you two to whip around, looking wildly for a threat. But instead of finding some bad guy, you found Natasha sitting at the desk with her feet on the edge of the table, staring at you with a knowing look. You were frozen in place. Nothing can pull you out of this one anymore.

Loki was the one who came to his senses first. He flicked his finger at her and looked her directly in the eye. ‘You did not see anything tonight.’

She smirked, rolling her eyes. ‘Nope, I didn’t. Also, I’m only doing this for Y/n’s sake, so don’t get your hopes up, Reindeer Games.’

Loki scoffed at her, with no offence, of course: ‘Whatever you say, you mewling quim.’

You watched silently as they had a staring contest. At some point, Natasha turned to you and said: ‘You might as well get to bed. You don’t want any of us knowing you went and did something bad with this guy.’

‘Yeah,’ you replied, relieved that she wasn’t exactly angry at you, ‘yeah, I’ll do that.’

And you rushed off back to your room, hoping that Loki keeps his part of the deal and brings over a vinyl player the next day.

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Criminals

Loki x Reader

Prompt: ‘Let’s rob an ATM!’

Reader was a scammer before she/he joined the Avengers.

Summary: You ran out of money to buy merch of a new movie you got obsessed with and Loki, of course, comes up with an idea.

Word Count: 1.6k

Also, I headcannon that he has a pocket dimension and blue eyes.

You and Loki. The infamous troublemakers in New York. One of which had led an army against the world and the other had scammed thousands to hand over their money. Both of you had been taken in by the Avengers to atone for your sins and help Earth’s Mightiest Heroes to protect their planet against whatever threat that dared step foot on the land. But that doesn’t mean you didn’t play by the rules. You and Loki constantly tried to prank people or even each other, just for the fun of it. With Loki on your side, you could get away with anything. He’s the God of Mischief after all.

You viewed each other as friends, nothing more. Although your mind often pictured how it would be like if you were more than that. Sometimes it disappointed you that you couldn’t be closer, but that’s only a thought that seldom came to mind. This was, so far in your opinion, enough.

It was a sunny day when you took note of a new movie that came out. A few hours later, you were absolutely obsessed with it. Determined to stuff your room with merchandise of that movie, you went to your bank account, on which Stark put money into it monthly. Your excitement didn’t last long, though. Your account was empty because of the load of food you’d bought for the last movie night. Frustrated, you shut your laptop and went to sulk.

Of all the times I can run out of money, now has to be the time? You asked yourself, burying your face in your pillow for comfort. Asking Tony was a No-Go, he’s just gonna tell you to spend more wisely next time. Not gonna lie, you weren’t exactly fond of asking the Avengers for things. Due to the fact that you’re a scammer, they looked down at you, even if it’s just a little. Only some people truly accept you, like Natasha, Bruce, or Bucky, because they know what it’s like to be looked at like that.

Loki… You could of course ask him, but will he cooperate? He wasn’t one to give money, even if you were close. You remember the last time you asked him to buy you merch. Didn’t turn out well.

Why… you need to learn to spend less money like this, my dear friend, he said with his signature smirk. No matter how you pushed or prodded, he wouldn’t yield. His willpower, let’s say, is very strong.

Oh, fuck this, you thought, rising from your bed and fighting the swirling feeling in your skull. I’m gonna ask him and I’ll deal with it. Swinging the door shut behind you, you set off to Loki’s room.

Loki answered your hard, sharp knocks almost immediately. He was wearing a wool long-sleeve shirt along with some relax pants. He sure was getting used to Midgardian clothes fast…

He raised his eyebrows when he saw you. ‘Well, come in, Y/n,’ he said, opening the door wider so you could step in. You walked into his living room gingerly, as if a bomb might go off any second.

He snapped the door shut behind you. ‘Out with it,’ he smirked sharply. ‘What is it that troubles so that you must come to me?’

You took a deep breath before saying: ‘It’s nice to see you too, Loki.’ Taking a seat, you waited for him to also settle down, as if you were at a conference meeting.

He sat on the armchair opposite you, blue eyes never leaving yours. After a while, he asked: ‘Very well… what is it?’

You fidgeted with your fingers, looking at the coffee table separating you two, unsure of what to say. ‘Um… I kind of need your help,’ you tried shyly.

He tutted softly, nodding. ‘Yes, I noticed. Otherwise you wouldn’t have come.’

You rolled your eyes. Why can’t he learn to read minds? That’s definitely something he should put on his to-do list. ‘Well, you see…’ you started, ‘I found this really good movie… and… um…’

He raised his eyes to the heavens. You frowned, moving your head to the side. ‘What?’

‘I should have known.’ He answered. ‘Let me guess. You found a nice movie and now you want merch, correct?’ You nodded.

‘But… You don’t have the money to buy it.’ He continued. You nodded again.

‘And now,’ He paused dramatically, ‘you want me to help you buy it, am I right?’ He emphasized the last three syllables, smirking all the way. You nodded but didn’t bring your head back up.

‘But of course you’d come to me for that… Here’s all you need to know: No.’ He said with royal finality. You jumped up at this statement, kicking the coffee table along the way, staring at him in disbelief.

‘No?? What do you mean, no? Come on, you’re the only one I’ve got! Why can’t you-‘ you ranted, panicking but he broke you off, chuckling. By far too calm, he motioned for you to sit back down.

‘I was jesting, Y/n. I am not one to decline such an entertaining task, especially from you,’ he smiled. You sighed in relief, happy that you weren’t as helpless as you’d deemed yourself to be. Something warmed your heart as he said these words.

‘Although-,’ he began again, and your panic came back by far too fast. ‘Wait, there’s an “although”? Does that mean you can’t-‘ he made an ah-ah-ah look as he held up his finger to shut you up.

‘Let me finish. Norns, aren’t you sensitive today? I meant that we can’t be breaking into Stark’s account because that would ruin us completely. We should gain money another way. Now,’ he said, looking at you intensely so you wouldn’t retaliate, he continued: ‘we will not be achieving such  money through scamming because we would also be screwed if we do so. You can forget about using mine, I need that for books. So I was thinking…’ he paused dramatically again, ‘we could, with great care and precaution, rob an ATM machine.’

Your jaw dropped when he said this. Rob. A. Freaking. ATM machine? Was this guy for real? Like, no! We are not robbing a freaking ATM machine! You were starting to think that sulking in your room was better than trying to get money (FROM AN ATM MACHINE) for merchandise.

Loki noticed your nervous look and added quickly: ‘I promise we will not be found. Why so scared? We’ve done far worse than this.’

‘Yes but,’ you half wailed at him, ‘we’ve never done something illegal before… you know what? I’m just gonna sulk in my room and pretend this never happened. See you-‘

‘Hang on, hang on,’ he called after you, ‘what if I told you I’d get you a vinyl player?’

You stopped in your tracks. Oh my God does this guy know how to get you to do something. You turned back to him. ‘You’d buy me one?’

He smiled with unexpected affection. ‘With all the vinyls you’d like to have.’

‘Fine.’ You huffed before heading to the door again. Before you closed the door, you heard him call: ‘I’ll come get you around twelve – get ready for some excitement.’ You really hoped he was right.

You heard a knock at exactly midnight. Breathing heavily, you reached for the doorknob. The day had passed way to fast, and your nervousness was getting to you. The closer your hand got to the door, the faster your heart pounded in your chest. Gathering up your lost courage, you opened the door to reveal Loki, entirely clothed in black leather, standing in your doorway.

‘That took slightly longer than I’d usually expect from you,’ he commented, gesturing you to follow him out and into the hallway. He shut the door for you, and put his hand on the small of your back. Again, warm feeling glowed in you for no reason.

‘Loki,’ you said with an unusually stutter voice when you reached the front door, ‘maybe we shouldn’t… I mean, it’s illegal, after all…’ but he merely chuckled at your feeble attempt to ruin his plans for the night and led you away from the building and further towards the closest bank. Your heart pumped blood faster than ever, your body seemed to forget how to move. Loki’s arm led you, and you, to your own surprise, followed suit.

When you arrived at the bank, you were full-on regretting it, even if he offered a vinyl player. He noticed this and motioned for her to follow him into an alleyway next to the bank. Once you were both fully submerged in shadow, he spoke up.

‘I know that you’re nervous, but I swear, we will not get in trouble for this. I am not lying,’ he added, seeing that your nervous look didn’t leave. ‘But what if-?’ you retaliated.

‘I will change our looks and clothes so that even if we are seen, we’d be off their suspects list, alright?’ he asked encouragingly. Finally, you gave a little nod before letting his magic flow over your body, changing your appearance ad clothing.

Afterwards, you pulled on the door. Locked. You approved. Hopefully this will stop Loki- yeah no he went and magicked the lock to unlock itself… Loki pushed the door open, leading you inside the darkened room. Everything was going to plan… for now.

‘There’s our treasure,’ he said, pointing towards the line of ATMs. Hurrying you long, he stuck out his hand to cast another spell to unlock the ATM itself. Your breathing was shallow as you watched him do his thing, and soon enough stacks of money came to your eyes. You watched him load it all into a small green vortex that appeared in mid-air that opened to his pocket dimension. Once he finished, he looked up at you with triumph.

‘There. That should be enough for your merchandise.’

You nodded silently, turning to look aimlessly into the night. Out of the corner of your eye you say flashing lights. Cops. Holy shit are you screwed. You whipped around, scream-whispering to Loki: ‘Cops!’ His expression immediately changed as he looked over your shoulder. ‘Run,’ was all he said before grabbing you and tearing towards the back exit.

It didn’t take long before your legs started to burn. You’ve never been an athletic person and the sudden run took a toll on you. You were a scammer, not an Olympian athlete!

Loki noticed as fast as lightning and didn’t seem to come up with a better idea than to just carry you bridal style and run at top speed. You were unsure how he did it, you guessed it was because of his godly strength.

Those minutes passed in a blur. In no time you were back at the Avengers’ Headquarters, clawing at Loki’s leather shirt. He had removed the disguise along the way.

‘Did… did we lose them?’ you asked, putting in the code to enter the building. It buzzed loudly in the night, and you and Loki slipped in. The lights suddenly went on and caused you two to whip around, looking wildly for a threat. But instead of finding some bad guy, you found Natasha sitting at the desk with her feet on the edge of the table, staring at you with a knowing look. You were frozen in place. Nothing can pull you out of this one anymore.

Loki was the one who came to his senses first. He flicked his finger at her and looked her directly in the eye. ‘You did not see anything tonight.’

She smirked, rolling her eyes. ‘Nope, I didn’t. Also, I’m only doing this for Y/n’s sake, so don’t get your hopes up, Reindeer Games.’

Loki scoffed at her, with no offence, of course: ‘Whatever you say, you mewling quim.’

You watched silently as they had a staring contest. At some point, Natasha turned to you and said: ‘You might as well get to bed. You don’t want any of us knowing you went and did something bad with this guy.’

‘Yeah,’ you replied, relieved that she wasn’t exactly angry at you, ‘yeah, I’ll do that.’

And you rushed off back to your room, hoping that Loki keeps his part of the deal and brings over a vinyl player the next day.

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Spilled Secrets

Loki x Reader Fluff

Summary: You secretly like Loki, but you’re kind of upset he doesn’t know… until he finds out.  

Word Count: 3.2k

It wasn’t hard to fall for him. Humor, charm, high cheekbones… he has it all. From his silver tongue to his raven hair, you adored every aspect. Despite his misdeeds, he was undeniably hot. He held himself royally, always maintaining an air of nobility. One meeting with him had you hooked on him, unable to let go or think of anything else.

‘He lives free rent in my mind’, you told Natasha one day in the living room of the Avengers Headquarters. Apart from Pepper, she and Wanda were the only ones you could do Girl Talk with. ‘I don’t know how to tell him.’

She looked at you sympathetically, taking your hand in her own. She had known of your crush since the day you started liking him. The radio played in the background, informing of some good weather, but neither of you noticed, both too concentrated on your current dilemma. Lovesickness had never been a significant issue to you before… until he came along.

‘He stole my heart… and yet he acts oblivious,’ you ranted on. Natasha looked up, smiling softly. She stroked your hand with one finger absent-mindedly as she listened intently.

‘He’ll get there. Or maybe,’ a small smirk tugged at her lips as she looked back up at you, ‘he already knows; he might just be toying with you just to see how long you’d last.’

You nudged her with your hand, a faint red hue coming over your face. He wouldn’t… right?

‘I mean-’, she pressed on, ‘it’s a very typical thing of him to do, don’t you think?’ She scooted closer to you, putting a hand on your back soothingly. ‘Playing with others’ feelings… I honestly don’t think it would take him that long to figure out that you like him. It’s really obvious.’

‘You’re not helping,’ you replied, looking up at the ceiling, as if trying to locate him through the walls. Nevertheless, you smiled softly at her teasing. She was always there for your small talks. After a while, you lowered your gaze back to your lap, reality sinking in and you felt the joy leaving you.

‘But what if he doesn’t? What if he genuinely doesn’t know?’ you mumbled in front of you, pulling your knees up and wrapping your arms around them. Once again, tears threatened to fall as you buried your face in them, softly mumbling to yourself. The fabric of your pants absorbed the salty droplets, leaving a dark spot there. You were audibly sniffing now. You felt her hand move up and down your back again, her words only muffled sounds. At some point she led you back to your room, leaving you to yourself for the rest of the night.

The next day you went over to the library. The Avengers had quite a big one, it filled the entire floor. Rows upon rows of shelves lined the walls and the spaces in between, the scent of paper floating in the air. You stopped at the sign that indicated where the romance-fiction stories were. If only my life was as nice as one of those, you thought, pulling a roman out of the shelf and reading the back of it intently. If only I could live in a life like that.

Sitting down at the table, you put down the book you’d taken out. Not gonna lie, you were in no interest in reading it. There was no need for you to get jealous over another made-up story. To pass time, you grabbed a scrap piece of paper and started doodling. Only the lines that the lead left only spelled one word, over and over again: Loki. You wrote his name all over the place, sideways, in cursive, in bold letters. Maybe it was because you were so concentrated that you didn’t hear the library door opening.

‘Oh, I see that I’m not the only one in need of something to do,’ a voice said, startling you. You quickly covered the scribbled paper with another blank sheet, looking over your shoulder. Thor was standing there with a load of books in his arms.

‘My dear brother decided to make me run errands,’ he explained cheerfully, certainly not getting the nervousness etched in your face. You nodded, looking down. What you would do to make Loki make you run his errands. ‘You alright?’ His voice brought you back to reality.

‘What? Oh. Yeah, I’m alright. Just… in need of something to do, like you said,’ you managed a small smile that was somewhat realistic. He just smiled and continued putting books back on shelves. Your eyes followed every single book as he put them back. Loki held these maybe even moments ago, you thought. If only I were a book he’d like to read.

Sometime later, he looked over to you again and asked: ‘Are you working on anything? Because that paper tells me you aren’t doing what you want to do.’ You picked up the two pieces of paper and replied a little too fast: ‘Oh, yeah, I just have to write something for Stark, nothing big.’ You held the papers a little more firmly in your hand. When he asked to proofread it, you declined immediately. Mumbling something about not being done, you put them back down, bending over it and pretending you were thinking about what to write. Shrugging, Thor left, and you let out a breath you hadn’t realised you were holding. But your relief didn’t last long; a few moments later, another person came in, and this time it was none other than the god of mischief himself. Strutting through the rows, you heard him pulling books out and putting them back in, as if none of the ones he found were worth his attention. Eventually he spoke up.

‘Why the tenseness? Is it your time of the month?’ he asked coyly. He turned the corner and looked at you. Your gaze dropped almost instantly to the ground. ‘No, I’m just…,’ you said, picking your papers up again, ‘just a little tired. Couldn’t sleep.’

His eyebrows raised as he looked away to the opposite bookshelf. ‘Is that so…?’ he mumbled, more to himself than to you, ‘hmm.’ You couldn’t tell if he knew you were lying or not but he sure seemed to deem you amusing. After a small pause he continued. ‘I would’ve thought someone like you would know that lying to me is futile.’

You froze. Of course you knew that, but how could you ever tell him the truth of your stiffness? He’s the prince of Asgard, rightful king of Jotunheim, a regal character, not some random guy you can just find on the streets. ‘Yes, of course. How could I not know that?’

He narrowed his eyes, his signature smirk widening. He walks up to you, his eyes boring into yours. His gaze fell upon the papers you held in your arms, a questioning look crossing his face.

‘Just… just a report I’m supposed to write,’ you lied for the second time, and he didn’t let that go unnoticed. He tilts his head, his eyes asking are you really going to do this? Because there won’t be a nice ending if this continues. He doesn’t say anything about it though, just nods slyly and walks away.

He pulls a further book of the shelf, inspecting it. Seemingly satisfied, he scanned it and left the library, letting the emptiness envelop you. You uncovered the paper filled with his name, unshed tears threatening to fall. Will he ever know…? Will he ever acknowledge my feelings for him?

You return to your room afterwards, attempting to bury your feelings down a deep grave. You sulked until night fell upon the busy city. Deciding to take a shower, you went to get some fresh clothes for the night. Soon enough, warm water was splattering down your body, warming your sore and mentally broken body.

When you came back out of the shower and entered your living room again, you found an unexpected guest. Loki was sitting in your armchair, reading a magazine. His eyes darted to you the moment you stepped into the chamber. You fumbled with your nightshirt pockets, unsure of what to do.

‘What, uh, brings you to my place at this hour?’ you tried, testing the waters. He doesn’t reply, instead he slowly puts the magazine down, his eyes never leaving yours. He shortens the distance between you, every step making your heart beat faster. When he finally stopped around a foot away from you, you looked down, unable to look at him properly. He was too much, too dazzling for your poor, tragic eyes.

‘I think we both know why I’m here,’ he says, tilting his head, eyes boring into yours. You couldn’t breathe, your breath running short. His aura surrounded you like a cage, keeping you trapped in his gaze. ‘No, I don’t think so,’ you replied quietly to the floor. He lifted your chin and forced you to look him in the eye, his face inches from yours. ‘Do not lie, little minx. I know what your problem is. You suffer from lovesickness. There’s a man you love so dearly that you can’t stop thinking about him.’

You shoved him away the moment these words left his mouth. You couldn’t, couldn’t stand his breath on your face, couldn’t stand how close he was to you. ‘Yeah, that’s right,’ you said, using indifference to cover up your shaking voice, ‘I do suffer from that. What has that got to do with you coming over?’

He scoffed softly, ‘Oh, darling, that has everything to do about me coming over. I imagine I can relieve you of your… dilemma.’ Your heart skipped a beat, hoping he didn’t mean what you thought he meant. You just shook your head, looking away. ‘You wouldn’t understand…’ you said, hoping he’d stop clawing at your secrets. But he smiled, nodding slightly and does the utter opposite of what you hoped. ‘Oh really? Because I have a very different opinion about that.’

Please leave, you thought as he said this, praying to the gods, please stop killing me like this… another minute with you will break me. But his next words proved that your prayers were ignored.

‘I’m the lucky guy.’

I’m the lucky guy.

These words seemed to echo in your head. So he knew. He knew about your helpless case. And he knew he was at the center of it. All this time. Or maybe just since today. But who cares. He knows. And your secret’s spilled. In a terrifying way.   

You opened your mouth, but no sound came out. You closed it again, looking anywhere but at him. In the end you settled with staring at his knees, which are pretty much where your eyes land when you look down. You were freaking out, your heart hammering in your chest. You needed to be alone. Right. Freaking. Now.

‘You know what?’ you said, your voice quivering, ‘I’m going to bed.’ You turn around and began marching with determination towards your bedroom door. Loki seemed slightly stunned, catching your shoulder just in time and called after you with worry in his tone: ‘Where are you going? You shouldn’t just leave me hanging, we should – need – to talk about this-‘

‘No, we won’t,’ you said, refusing to turn around and face him. Gods, if you stayed any longer tears would fall. ‘We shouldn’t, because we’re not-‘ she broke off, the words lost in her throat. Going to work out well was what she wanted to say, but she just couldn’t – wouldn’t – bring these words over her lips. Instead, she shook her head again and marched further away. Your sanctuary was so close… so close… But his next words brought you to a halt again.

‘Jumping to conclusions won’t help, Y/n,’ he said with a tenderness he didn’t know he possessed. Due to her lack of response, he pressed further, ‘Is that why you never tried to communicate with me? Why you so desperately avoided my presence? Because you feared that no matter what you did, the worse-case scenario would always happen? Talk to me, Y/n.’ His words hung in the air, thickening it. Tears welled up in her eyes, her mind reflecting on all the break-up and mocking scenarios her imagination had come up with. She whipped around, trying to keep her tears from falling.

‘You don’t know what you’re talking about. You have no idea what it feels like. You have-‘ she broke off again, a shuddering breath replacing the words she was about to say. You have no reason to love me. Not a single one. Tears began to fall as this thought formed in your head. The same one that brought you to tears every time. Every. Damn. Time.

He stayed silent, staring at the thin streams flowing down your face. Unable to bear the silence, you ran back to your room, slamming the door behind you. The moment it fell into place, the streams on your cheeks became rivers, and soon enough you were a sobbing mess on the floor. You were sure Loki could hear them through the door, but at that moment you didn’t care. He had no reason to love you, to care about you, or to even be here, in your living room, standing, stunned, in front of your bedroom door.

Loki felt a sudden pang of sadness when he heard your sobs. Looking down and deciding that it’s a bad time, he leaves, shutting your door quietly.

You didn’t remember how long you’d sat there, crying, on the floor. The only thing you do remember that is that at some point, you dragged yourself into bed and cried yourself to sleep. The next morning came in the blink of an eye, the bright sunlight waking you up. For a split second everything was fine. No worries, no problems, no nothing. But then it all came back to you and the feeling of eternal bliss was stripped from you faster than you wanted it to be.

As you swung your legs over the edge of the bed, you saw something that certainly wasn’t there the night before. A small folded card was propped up against your brush on your nightstand, and your heart skipped a beat when you recognised Loki’s smooth handwriting. There was only one word on the cover: your name. Picking it up like a grenade, you opened it, expecting to see something that went along the lines of ‘I’m sorry, that’ll never happen again,’ but only found one line of words inside it.

‘Come over to my room.’

You blinked.

Come over to my room.

You read through that line a good five times before the meaning got into your brain, although the cogs in your head were still trying to sort this out. Loki – like, God of mischief and destroyer of New York Loki – was inviting you to enter his private chambers? Was this a joke? Was he trying to hype you up just to break you back down?

As much as you’d like to deny it, that order was a lot more appealing than it should be. You desperately wanted to see him again, even if it meant you could be broken. So after a moment of internal debating, you concluded that you will go pay him a visit, and will see what the hell he wants. Putting on some clothes, you set off to his room.

You half expected him to swing the door open and yank you inside when you knocked, but instead some green light shimmered and formed the words: Door is unlocked. Starting to get creepy now, you thought, gathering up your courage and pushing the door open.

The moment you stepped a foot into his room, a hand grabbed your waist and spun you around. Next moment you felt soft lips pressed against yours. Your breath hitched when you figured it was Loki’s. You didn’t have time to register what was going on, everything was happening so fast. So you did the one thing you could do: melt into his touch.

Once the shock has subsided, it felt a lot better than what you expected in your fantasies. His lips were so soft, so loving as they kissed you, sweetly asking for you to open your mouth. His tongue delved into it, tangling itself with yours, licking and flicking and who knows what tricks.

After what felt like an eternity, he pulled away, his blue eyes gazing into yours. You blushed, looking at the floor, suddenly realising what you two just did. Stumbling over your own words, you said: ‘That was… umm…’

He hummed in response, his hands never leaving your waistline. Your face must’ve been as red as a tomato when you spoke up again. ‘Nice of you…’

He put on a mock hurt look. Pulling you closer, he nuzzled in the crook of your neck. ‘Is that all? After this wonderous surprise I’ve prepared that bested all other ones?’

You shrugged, unable to speak. He was killing you, like before… but this time in a sweet way. You mumbled something about being ‘sorry for last night’, but he shushed you almost immediately.

‘There’s no need for that,’ he said, patting your head, ‘No need to be sorry. I know I went a little to sudden.’

He pulled back to look at you. His eyes searched your body, as if trying to print it into his head. Your arms creeped up his neck, wrapping themselves securely around it. You stared as he breathed heavily into your face, a scent of mint filling your nose.

‘Did you like, eat a mint this morning?’ you asked shyly. He chuckled, swinging you into his arms, causing you to instinctively cling onto him. You gave him an angry look, burying your face in his neck. ‘Just for you, my love.’ You were suddenly happy he couldn’t see your face. He could probably feel the heat radiating off it, though.

‘So… are we a thing now?’ he asked, walking towards the couch and sitting down, you now in his lap. ‘Or what do you Midgardians call it… a couple?’ You nodded in agreement, making yourself comfortable in his arms. He absent-mindedly stroked your hair, admiring the way it shimmers slightly in the dim light.

‘For how long did you know?’ you asked him, grabbing his free hand and playing with it like a toddler. He thought for a moment, then said: ‘Most likely since a month ago. I was originally waiting for you to make the first move, but… you seemed too nervous to. That’s why I decided to come to your room last night.’

You gaped as he said that. A freaking month. No, we’re not talking about a week or two, he’s known for a MONTH. You’ve only crushed on him for like what, two months? He smirked as he saw your expression. ‘You kept looking at me now and then. And you always freaked out when you were within three meters of me.’

You shoved him playfully, pulling his hand up so it was right over your heart. You leaned into his touch, and for the first time since hours, you were glad he made the first move.

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