#No Loki Was Harmed

[anukulee]

His Morning Sunshine

Starring Tom Hiddleston as Loki

Alongside Emily Skinner and Valentina Zenere as Lucia Ortiz

A/N: I thought I would try something new with a grumpy sunshine routine, so I hope you all enjoy it.

The single groan that escaped from Loki's throat was one full of such husky, sultry, and seductive energy, that one might assure was a moan, given the husky nature of it. Yet rather than it be a moan driven out of pleasure, it was instead driven out the usual morning displeasure. As his green eyes slowly blinked open, as he cupped his hand against his eyes, so as to try and block out the early morning rays that were shining through, the curtains of his room.

For he had never been one for mornings, even in Asgard, he saw it as a waste of the day, for him mornings rarely held precious memories. Reminders of being forced to sit around the table, and put off the early morning antics of his family. For if he desired to hear Odin bark his cruel words, or Thor stuffing his face with all the food the palace had to offer, he could've just come during a feast. Other then that morning only reminded him of the long day that faced him. Yet despite everything in him crying to shut his eyes again for more sleep, he forced his eyes to remain awake, to slowly adjust to the morning light. 

With each moment passing, Loki began to grow more accustomed to the morning, bit by bit slowly sitting up trying not to stir the bed. “Another shitty day,” he proclaimed in a mutter to nobody in particular, the proclamation was grumpy as one might expect. Even with this, he didn’t even spar a glance to the other side of his bed, a side that perhaps would rid him of his morning mood. Slowly he allowed his fingertips to gaze at his forehead, slowly rubbing them, as despite everything he continued to force himself awake. 

Through every movement he made, he was still as grumpy as ever. His eyebrows soon formed a crease despite it being far too early for such matters, through for him it was never too early. “Norns, I hate morning,” Loki proclaimed once more to no one in particular. Yet rather than be greeted with silence as he had before, there was another voice, a voice that belonged to her and her alone. 

“You say every day,” her voice proclaimed, this one more feminine than her counterpart. 

“Because every day it's the same,” he retorted. 

“What even with me around,” his companion replied, going so far as to beat her eyelashes together, sounding almost hurt by his statement. Upon hearing this, his gaze now drifted to the other side of the bed, finally now registering that he wasn’t alone anymore. 

“You’re still here Lucia,” Loki asked, his tone lacked with sacrasm, as if he hadn’t been the very god to invite her in.

“What do you want me to leave, Loki,” Lucia asked with a pause, as slowly she began to sit up. “How cruel kicking me out of your bed, and after all we did,” she said, taking this chance to put her hands at her chest in mock offense. 

To this, Loki gave her to him, a well deserved eye roll. “As if you didn’t enjoy it,” Loki said, as a slow and sensual smile began to cross his face.

“Now, I never said that, did I?”

“Didn’t you through,” Loki teased, his voice sounding more akin to his usual games.

“Just like you like to pretend you hate mornings.”

“But I do," Loki insisted, which may have worked for anyone else. Sadly for him Lucia knew far better then what he claimed, yet still she played along with it.

“Do you truly,” Lucia asked, her tone implying a more skeptical note to it.

“Yes,” Loki responded in a deadpan manner. 

“Than I suppose if you hate mornings so much, perhaps I shall make my way elsewhere,” Lucia said, slowly getting up from the bed, but not before Loki had caught her wrist. Going so far as to roll over her and pin her down, his hands now holding her waists, in a way that she could escape if need be. Yet both knew that wasn’t likely to happen.

“You shall do no such thing,” Loki proclaimed now looking down at his pinned companion.

“And why shouldn’t I?”

“Because I won’t let you.”

“Won’t you?”

“Yes.”

“And here I thought you hated mornings.”

“Must you do this right now,” Loki asked, very amused by Lucia current attics. 

“Always,” she remarked with a grin spread across her face, much like the Cheshire cat.

“How I hate when you are like this,” Loki proclaimed as if he didn’t secretly love her, especially during moments like this. As his eyes mirrored a different story, eyes full of what one might expect from someone who desired another, with love in between the lust.

“Do you truly?”

“Yes,” Loki as if his eyes weren’t screaming bedroom eyes. 

“Your eyes seem to be saying different,” she proclaimed stubbornly despite her current position.

“And what do my eyes say,” he asked playing along with her bluff. 

“They say you want to,” Lucia said, as she leaned up as close as she could, before saying certain words, far dirtier than any parent might let their child hear.  Despite not being new to her words, this seemed to startle Loki, enough that he lost his gripe enough that the woman freed her own hands. As she flipped them so she was now on top of him. “Looks like you are the one on the bottom now.”

“So I am,” Loki trying to act calm, as if his heart currently wasn’t beating out of control, both of our love and desire by the very women who were holding him down. Yet rather then use his ready avaible seidr, Loki was far more interested in what she might do, thus he held off, despite the very yeaning feeling in his loins.

“Now what shall I do, with you? Perhaps I should teach you a lesson, leaving you aching for my every touch.”

“As if I don’t already.”

“Yes, I know, but perhaps I should try more,” Lucia asked, allowing one of her hands to caress his head. 

As she positioned herself firmly on top of Loki, right above a certain area of his body. 

“Such as,” Loki asked, as if he was in any real position to resist her.

“Who knows, maybe I should try,” Lucia began to say, still pressed firmly against Loki. Leaning down as she kissed the shell of his ear, going so far as to tug just a little, in just the way she knew he liked. As a single husky moan escaped his lips, very much aroused by her actions, and now unable to hide it. Lucia seemed to take delight in this, as a smile crossed her features once more. “What do you like this,” she asked, as she continued her movements, now on his face. One by one placing sensual kisses on it, until she reached his lips, putting even more weight on him, and even stirring her hips above his. Her lips captured in his, as both fought for dominance, and in the moment he thought he won, she parted her lips from his.

“Hmmm,” Loki whined already missing her lips, this only causing the woman to gain more of a confident smile. Now far too distracted to think of how to escape much less use his seidr. 

“So I take it you liked it,” Lucia asked, before descending further down leaving just as sensual kisses as before.

“You know I did,” Loki proclaimed, his voice now taking on a more dangerous husky tone, one that should’ve warned her, yet as expected she didn’t listen. 

“Yes, I did,” Lucia remarked with a grin as she seemed set to continue on her path to torment him, leaving kisses each as sensual as the last. “Now you have two choices,” she offered.

“Oh and what are they,” Loki asked, his eyebrow-raising just a bit, in curiosity. 

“Either you can admit that maybe you don’t hate mornings as much as you claim or….”

“Or what?”

“Or I continue this.”

“Will you?”

“Yes,”  Lucia said, her eyes clearly showing her unwillingess to give up, something Loki found even more arousing if that was even possible. 

“Then I suppose I could give in or…..”

“Or what?”

“I could do this,” Loki said, as with his own smirk, along with his arms, he proceeded to caress the curve of his partner's ass. Carassing in just the way he knew she liked it, as slowly the woman seemed to forget her initial task, the man taking this chance to flip them back to their original positions. Through with something now peeking out that hadn’t been before. “Now what were you saying about me giving in,” Loki asked as if his godly morning wood wasn’t in clear view.

Rather than a clear statement a whimper seemed to be all that came out of the Lucia's beautiful lips.

“That’s what I thought,” Loki said, the smirk still ever present on his face.

“I hate you,” Lucia spite out, through both parties knew that was far from the truth.

Despite this Loki didn’t seem deteriorated by her words at all, as it only seemed to make him more confident. “So you claim, yet here beneath me, almost as if you are submitting to my every desire.”

“So what?”

“Well, if you were perhaps a good girl, I might reward you.”

“Will you Daddy,” Lucia asked, and despite the number of kinks that Loki found arousing daddy was not one of them. Likely steamed from his own years of daddy issues, making him never being one for it.  As a frown became evident on his godly features.

“If I were your daddy we wouldn’t be in this position.”

“Wouldn’t we, perhaps you are my sugar daddy.”

“Are you sure you want to play this game with me,” Loki asked, a clear warning in his voice.

“Whose to say, would you like it?”

“Perhaps,” Loki hinted, yet proceeded to pause. “But if we did, you might not get the answer you seek.”

“Which is.”

“You might be right.”

“Oh, am I?”

“Only if you agree to be a good girl, and stop protesting.”

“And if I don’t?”

“Then I might have to punish you.”

“Will you,” the woman asked her own eyes now filling with arousal at the suggestion.

“Yes.”

“Well we can’t have that now can we?”

“No, so will you stop this nonsense and allow me to speak.”

“If I must,” Lucia said with a pout knowing that consciences would be far worse, and besides his rewards are always better than his punishments. 

“Good girl,” Loki before leaning down ever close to her. “I was never a morning person, but then I started waking up to your face and….”

“And what?”

“Perhaps, mornings aren’t that bad, after all.” 

Whoever made the next move couldn’t be determined all that was known was the two might’ve been stuck in bed for a little while longer inducing in certain morning pleasures. As the once morning grump Loki might’ve changed his tune just a little, though he would never admit it, after all, if he did, he might be without his morning pleasures, and besides what was he, if he wasn’t Lucia's morning grump?

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[anukulee]

Is this the start of one of our mysteries?! Will it be like Darling movie? If so I am not prepared for this. What do you all think?

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Imagine waking up in an alternate reality where you and Loki are a newlywed couple living in the suburbs

This isn't my bed.

You opened your eyes, finding yourself nestled in pine green sheets of sateen. How did I even get here? As soon as you sat up, your eyes darted about the room.

Large and luxurious seemed to describe the queen-sized bed you were sitting in. The bedroom had off-white painted walls, a large ebony dresser with a mirror that perfectly captured your reflection, and a three-paned window offering a view of an idyllic suburban neighborhood.

From there, you could see a clean yard with rose bushes and yellow dandelions, all behind a white picket fence. There was a walkway, leading up to what could only be assumed to be the front door. And there was even a little mailbox with a green flag.

You blinked in disbelief at the sight, and decided to turn your attention to the rest of the bedroom. The next thing that caught your eye was the nightstand, which was ebony to match the dresser. Maybe it was part of a set.

On the nightstand was a set of silk ribbons, a wristwatch, and a framed photo. You picked up the frame and saw yourself in a wedding gown, smiling while being hugged by a tall man with dark curls that framed his long, pale face. His eyes crinkled at the corner as he grinned, looking at the camera as if this were the happiest moment of his life. The two of you seemed so perfect together, maybe even in love. The photo was in black and white, so you couldn't say much about the color of his eyes. However, it was obvious that he was wearing a black suit with a lily boutonniere. Classy.

"Morning, darling!"

You looked up to see the same man from the photo, except his curls were dripping and he wore a fluffy, black bathrobe. It didn't take long for you to notice his striking cheekbones, and the besotted look in his eyes that almost resembled the way he looked in the photo. But in all fairness, the camera did not do his beauty complete justice.

He came closer to you and gently planted his lips on yours. He tasted of mint, and his skin smelled like rain. You slowly reciprocated the kiss, putting your fingers on his cheek.

"Were you taking a trip down memory lane?" The man fondly asked, glancing at the photo. "I still can't believe that was only two months ago. Can you?"

You shook your head.

He hugged you from behind and kissed the top of your hair. "I'll finish getting dressed, and then meet you in the kitchen for breakfast."

You climbed out of bed, oblivious to a ring on your left hand. "Where...where are you going,...darling?" You swallowed.

"To work," he chuckles. "Can't be starting a Nexus Event at my own workplace." The man examines himself in the dresser's mirror. Then, he opens a drawer, retrieves a small pot of facial moisturizer, and dabs it on his forehead, rubbing it in circles. "You know the TVA, darling."

"The...Time Variance Authority," you mumbled, watching his reflection. "I should...I should go."

You hurried out of the bedroom, down a long hallway filled with pieces of generic artwork, and into a kitchen.

"What do you think of having pancakes this morning?" The man could be heard asking while you entered what seemed to be the kitchen kitchen.

As if the place were taken straight from the 1950s, everything - the oven, the fridge, the cabinets, and even the wallpaper - was completely pastel green, a shade of seafoam. Why is there so much green in this house?, you asked yourself.

Maybe it was because you watched too many sitcoms, or had seen too many vintage photos, but the first thing you did was put on an apron that had been laying around. And then, you opened the fridge, which was fully stocked with everything: a full carton of milk, a dozen eggs, various vegetables, some cuts of meat wrapped in butcher paper, and cheddar cheese.

Pancakes, you thought to yourself, taking the eggs and milk out of the fridge. Thankfully, there was an unopened box of pancake mix on one of the kitchen countertops. Yes it was strange, cooking breakfast for a man whose name you didn't even know, but he'd been so sweet to you. And maybe if you were on his good side, you could actually get some answers about who he was. "Hm..." A few moments later, while you were mixing the pancake batter in a large bowl, you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist. "I just can't get enough of you." The man's dulcet voice tickled your ears.

You laughed politely as he kissed your cheek. When you looked over your shoulder, you noticed he was wearing a white button-down shirt , a dark tie, and brown dress pants that showed off his perfectly-tight ass. For a moment, it made you blush. Apparently, the man noticed...and promptly winked in your direction.

As you heated the pan and greased it with butter, you could hear the man pouring himself a cup of coffee or tea, and then opening a newspaper.

"I'm cancelling drinks with Mobius tonight," the man casually said. "Coming straight home after work."

Not knowing at all who he could be referring to, you scooped the batter into the pan and watched it sizzle. "Why?"

He flipped a page of the newspaper. "Because he's making me watch another set of boring trading videos today. It's tedious, honestly." The man smiles when the scent of warm pancakes reaches his nose. "What I wouldn't give to be back on our honeymoon."

"Me too," you lied, placing the golden-brown pancakes onto a plate.

The man set the news paper aside and walked up to you, stroking your hair. "Maybe, tonight...we could even finish what we started on our honeymoon."

"Oh?" You found yourself smiling while you flipped two pancakes.

He whispered, "We could continue trying for a baby."

Don't burn the pancakes. Do NOT burn the pancakes. Blinking, you placed the two new ones with the rest of them on a plate, trying not to let your hand tense around the spatula. "A baby..." You put the plate of pancakes on the dining table, gently pushing aside the newspaper.

Next to the paper was a laminated id badge. It read, 'Time Variance Authority, Name: Loki Laufeyson, Role: Variant, ID: L1130'. You swallowed. struggling to look away from the badge as you tried to understand who the man really was. "Loki?"

"Those smell amazing, darling." Loki sat down and drizzled syrup on the pancakes. Then, procuring a bottle out of thin air, he sprayed a large peak of whipped cream on top.

You handed him a fork and knife, watching him begin to eat.

"Mm!" He moaned, closing his eyes for a moment. "This is delicious! Mm, I knew I married the right woman."

"Married?"

Loki chuckled before feeding you a forkful of pancake, syrup and whipped cream. "I love you more every day, Mrs. Laufeyson."

You gave him a gentle smile while chewing. "I...I love you more, Mr. Laufeyson." You made two pancakes for yourself, turned off the stove, and ate them while sitting across the table from Loki. How could it be possible that you were married to the God of Mischief, the younger prince of Asgard, the frost giant?

While eating, you glanced at your left hand, surprised by the sight of an elegant emerald ring with a gold band placed on your middle finger. But before you could ask Loki about any of this, the God of mischief put his now-empty plate in the sink. "I'd best be off now." He put his arm around your shoulder and pecked you on the lips. "Ah, parting is such sweet sorrow."

Loki walked towards the door with a brown jacket and a briefcase. "Wait! Loki!" You followed him out of the kitchen. "You forgot your badge."

Loki smiled, tapping the left side of his chest. "Pin it here, darling." He watched you with nothing but pure, unadulterated affection. "What would I do without you?" When you'd gotten the badge on his shirt, Loki gave you one last kiss. "No matter what happens," he softly said your name, "never doubt that I love you. I'll see you tonight, darling."

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[redrook]

Why do you only adopt blind dogs?

Longer answer, there are a lot of dogs with very manageable disabilities that get euthanized or left in shelters.

Shadow was found abandoned in a dog crate in a trash pile with her mom and brother; her blindness is likely the result of animal cruelty. Loki is the product of a backyard breeder trying to create designer dogs, and then abandoned an entire litter of blind dogs by the road in the summer. Loki was born without eyes, and every other dog from his litter has died due to health complications

They don't deserve the start they had, but we can make sure that the rest of their life is a lot better

For a shorter answer-

Honestly, because just look at them

[rebecca--barnes]

𝙽𝚎𝚠 𝙵𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚄𝚗𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍🔓

Look at him :’)

[ashdreams2023]

Hi, can i ask for Loki x reader who is suicidal and you know loki finds you bleeding after attempt? Sorry if this is way to much disturbing.

ps: this is my first reguest Thank you :)

It’s fine welcome to my blog

TW: SELF HARM

"Loki, you’re alone?" Asked Natasha.

"Obviously" The god was reading peacefully near the open balcony of the compound, it wasn’t anything new but it did look off putting seeing him there alone.

"Where are they?"

"Where is who?"

"Loki you know exactly who I mean, I haven’t seen them all day and I thought I would find them with you"

Loki sighed "My dove have went to a family gathering this morning and isn’t coming until the afternoon"

Natasha stared at him then spoke again "Loki, it’s dawn….the son is no longer up" Loki blinked, he closed his book then glanced outside, it was indeed dark, he’s been so warp up in reading he hadn’t realized that time flew by this quick.

"Oh"

"Go find them will you? It’s not like them to stay outside this late" She mumbled the last part as she walked away down the hall. Loki stood up afterwards, he opened his palm, his hand glowed up and he stood there staring at his palm for a long minute before closing his fist and stormed out the place.

Ten minutes it took, ten minutes to locate your location exactly, your old apartment, of course you’ll go there, it’s the only place no one knows about but him.

He teleports into your small living room and walked straight to your kitchen, he found you.

"Dove, oh my dove" His breath hitched when he saw you on the floor with the knife laying across from you, your wrists slit open and blood gushing out your skin and onto your clothes and the floor.

"Loki! What are you-"

He grabbed one of the clean towels and warped it around your wound immediately "No. can you get up?"

You nodded your head hesitantly.

He helped you up on your feet and got you out of there to the living room, he sat you down on the sofa then he started healing your cuts with some charms, your flinched a little as the skin stitched itself back together.

You cried softly while he made sure there were no more injuries on your body then held you close against his chest "I should’ve known something bad will happen from this visit"

"I’m sorry…it’s just I couldn’t, I got triggered and it just-"

"It’s fine, it’s fine, I’m just glad I came before things got worse"

You sniffed and nodded your head "Can we stay here together?"

"Of course, wherever you’re comfortable my dove" he said pressing his lips to your temple.

[anukulee]

I suppose I will be reading this! Why must I be so addicted to Loki, it’s really becoming a problem 😂 😆 😝.

*Loki appears*

Loki: Is it really that much of a problem dear?

Me: Yes, I am already broke enough without your help.

Loki: That sounds like a you problem then a me problem.

Me: *crosses arms against chest* Seriously 😒.

Loki: It’s not my fault that I am irresistible.

Me: Cocky much?

Loki: Say that again mortal I dear you *summons dagger*.

Me: I said it cocky.

Loki: At least I am not broke as the Midgardians call it.

Me: Because you are a prince.

Loki: Of two realms if you recall.

Me: You are claiming an unoccupied throne so does it really count?

Loki: Must I put up with you?

Me: Come you know you love the attention from my mutuals.

Loki: I am me after all. Plus all of your mutuals are quite ravishing if I must admit.

Me: *gags* I would rather not hear that from you.

Loki: We both know…

Me: Will I?

Loki: Yes, how about you all, would you all kneel before me*looks to @muddyorbsblr @michelleleewise @mochie85 @lokisgoodgirl @lady-rose-moon @loki-smut-library @lokisbirdofhermes @lokisprettygirl @lokiprompts @ijuststareatstuffhereok89 @holdmytesseract @the--sad--hatter @asgardwinter @lokiburdenedwithgloriouspurpose @iamlokisgloriouspurpose @lokibug @smolvenger @eleniblue @sserpente @mcufan72 @lokischambermaid @evelyn-kingsley @simplyholl @sailorholly @queen-paladin @joyful-enchantress @wheredafandomat*?

What if? He IS worthy 🥹💚

[lokiinmediasideblog]

There was definitely an "I'd kick my own ass" vibe to the Lokis in the void, but I wish there had been more of it (and a deeper exploration of it). There's just something deliciously fucked up about self-hating characters literally enacting harm upon themselves through harm to alternate versions.

[in-my-loki-feels]

WIP Wednesday

Thank you for the tags @elodiah @kcscribbler @lokimobius @devilbearingtrouble @thosegayoldmen and @wolfpup026! You convinced me to post something after all. 😆

I shared this with the Automat server as a cut scene but the reaction convinced me to keep it in the fic, so why not share it here as well? This is: what if Mobius and Loki ended up in the Void in slightly different places than in the show, and then ran into a familiar face? Shared another teaser here, inspired by an incredible art from @natendo-art.

Loki took a half-step in front of Mobius, both of them focused on the other variant, which is why the hand curling around the side of Mobius’ neck and the blade at his throat were such a surprise. He didn’t think he made a noise but Loki whipped around, his eyes widening. The variant across the room winked out of existence. Just an illusion. “Truly, I never thought I would fall for that trick,” the variant said. “Are you sure you’re a Loki?” “Let go of him and find out,” Loki hissed.  “I think not,” the Loki in the golden horns said. “As amusing as that sounds, I have other, more interesting plans in mind.” “That sure sounds ominous," Mobius said with a strained chuckle. “Hardly. I mean to fuck you.” The last two words were a low growl directly in Mobius’ ear. He didn’t think the blood had ever rushed down his body so quickly, even as his face turned red. “And don’t try to pretend that you wouldn’t enjoy it. You clearly have a type.” The variant rubbed his thumb up and down the back of Mobius’ neck, sending goosebumps spreading. “You have no idea the utter lack of entertainment available in this Hel,” the variant went on, this time allowing his voice to carry to Loki. “And then, to my surprise, who should show up but Agent Mobius. How lucky to meet again after all this time, have the chance to get reacquainted.” He dragged the flat of the blade up the underside of Mobius’ chin, tilting his head back with the implied threat.  “So you just wait here,” the variant said to Loki, “and I’ll bring him back when I’m done." A pause. “Possibly.” When he stepped back, his hold on Mobius, plus the dagger, forced Mobius to stumble with him. Loki stepped forward almost at the same time, as if they were performing a dance. “Oh? Did you want to join us?” The variant’s voice was syrupy with smugness.

[lemissingmask]

[ID: Art showing several shards of what looks a bit like glass floating around, each with an image of Loki from some points in canon in greyscale with his eyes in colour. Shown include Loki in chains when standing before Odin in The Dark World, Loki just after he finds out that he’s Laufey’s son, Loki just after he arrives on Earth in Avengers, when The Other is threatening him in Avengers, him when grieving Frigga in the dungeons, and from the show after Silvie betrays him and as he turns back before going to become the god of stories, and him in full frost giant form. Smaller shards also show him smiling at Thor in Ragnarok when saying “I’m here”, him when watching Thor and Odin in the first Thor film, and a couple of more traumatic moments in the series, but only really his eye is visible there. Loki’s hands are also visible, one with an Asgardian shackle around it and the other wrapped by a timeline that’s fraying on one side. He’s holding one shard in his hand, cutting into him, and his hands and the edges of some other shards are covered in blood. End ID] -

Whumptober Day 31: Self-inflicted

Bit of a weird one that got carried away, but just, well, Loki being pretty damn broken and perceiving all the moments that broke him as being self-inflicted. Could go down a rabbit hole of ways they were and they weren’t, but this is Loki’s POV art and weird and conceptual sooooo words are irrelevant

[worstloki]

Thor: Loki, which berries were poisonous, the blue ones or the yellow ones? Loki: The blue ones. Thor: Unrelated to last question, but… Could you help me get to the healers? Loki: Why didn't you ask before you ate them!?

Thor wasn’t supposed to eat them 😔

[loki-laufeychild]

Okay, I think I need to explain myself.

This post has suic!dal, self h&rming, and food thoughts. It also has overdose mentioning. If this triggers you or makes you feel uncomfortable, do NOT read this post.

Mobius and mine’s fight just overwhelmed me. And I relapsed. I’m sorry if I triggered anyone. I’m going to take a short internet detox. I’ll be back tomorrow.

//OOC

Some of the things I mentioned during the fight were real. I have a horrible sleep schedule, even though I sleep at a decent time, I always manage to wake up with nightmares or anxiety and usually unable to sleep the rest of the night. The rare moments when I get extremely bad nightmares, I wake up and can’t move. I’ve been having these problems for two years.

Also two years ago, I started having… thoughts. I would hate eating because my brother would call me fat 24/7, even though I knew I weighed normal for someone my age. I started to try and stop eating but my stomach would cramp hard and I would have to eat.

I started having thoughts about k!lling myself or h&rming myself when I was 11 or 12. I’m 14 now. My brother told me once that he wouldn’t care if I died. I strived to make my brother proud of me then, and I still do now, but what he said stuck to me. I was too scared to k!ll myself or h&rm myself, so I never did. Instead, I tightened my watch extra tight. I felt my wrist grow cold and my hand pale. I don’t do that anymore.

During my fight with Mobius, I may have vented a ton. I understand that made people uncomfortable, and I’m truly sorry for doing that. I won’t post anything too drastic. To be honest with you, I started bawling after the fight. It was honestly really emotionally draining for me. I’m gonna be taking a short internet detox, just to clear my mind and get back into the zone. I’ll be back tomorrow. I’m fine, I swear I am. I just need a break.

[anukulee]

anukulee

A/N: This is a skit that was running through my mind the moment I saw this post.

Loki: Yes, more of my gloriousness on screen *raises hands in the air*. 

Me: Don't you have enough of it already?

 Loki: *glares at me* You can never have enough of me. 

Me: Cocky much *crosses arms against her chest*

 Loki: *steps closer and tilts chin towards him* You act as if you don't already love me. 

Me: I never said I didn't but *Loki puts hand on lips*. 

Loki: But nothing now I would be quiet, so I can show these mortals how to capture me properly on the screen.

 Me: And if I don't? 

Loki: *smirks* Then rest assured you will be punished. 

Me: You wouldn't. 

Loki: Wouldn't I?

Tom on the set of The Avengers/Thor TDW 

Loki explaining Midgardians how to make the movies better 

[wrotethisat12]

prompts

shit idk, I wrote these last night and some of them are oddly specific.

if you use any of these please tag me, I wanna read what you wrote!

tw for mentions of sh/ed/sui ahead

❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜🩷

plot prompts:

Person A walks in on person B s/h-ing

Person A is celebrating three years free of s/h

Person A tells person B about their s/h and person B leaves (temporarily)

Celebrity! Person A x Celebrity! Person B, pictures of Person A in an outfit that reveals their s/h scars gets released.

(Platonic/friends to lovers) Person A is encouraging Person B to “just get in” the pool, but the problem isn’t the water, it’s the swimsuit…

Teammate! Person A walks into the locker room while Person B is trying not to s/h 

Person A and Person B decide to follow Person C home to see why they can’t go out with them…

Person A has a nightmare and needs a stuffed animal

(Teen AU) Person A is in the school bathroom s/h-ing, but some blood drips down, and Person B sees…

Person A tells Person B that they are afraid of themself after having a nightmare about attempting sui, Person B holds them all night

Person A’s family invites them and Person B to a water park, but they have to politely decline.

Person A is Celebrity! Person B’s fan, and Person A tells them how they helped inspire them to stop s/h-ing.

Person A helps Person B work up the courage to wear something that shows their scars

Person A realizes that Person B is not taking their meds.

Person A starts to see themself in Person B, which worries them

Person A is Person B’s teacher/ Person A sees Person B’s sleeve roll up in class, asks them to stay after to talk to them about it.

Person A makes Person B food, and Person B doesn’t let go of Person A the entire time.

Dialogue prompts

“I’m sorry, baby, but I can’t let you do this.”

“Stop it! You’re hurting yourself!”

“That is not just a scratch!”

“Are there more?”

“I know what you’re doing, and I’m not gonna let you.”

“I’ve been there, I can help you.”

“honey, have you been taking your meds?”

“I don’t care how many times you cut, I love you…”

“I’ll be there for as long as it takes…” “it’s gonna be a long time, (nickname).”

You can send these in my ask box! (Examples: Dialogue prompts 1 with (character), plot prompts 2 with character) I update this constantly :) any fandoms are fine but I might not have heard of them.

[vale-laufeyson]

~Loki x reader sh~

⚠️warning: mention of self-injury/depression, if you are sensitive or going through one of these moments please do not read this "story"⚠️

You aimlessly moved your spoon around in your soup bowl. Loki had important business with the avengers this week and you barely saw a glimpse of him throughout the day.

You ended doing the Landry and cleaning around all morning, you were back to being bored out of your mind again.

"Uh I'm not hungry anymore" you stood up grabbing your bowel and taking it to the pot, you've made a lot of soup in hopes Loki would show up to eat with you but it seems he's staying with the guys again.

You looked down at your arms, you wore short sleeves today, because it was got, your scars were clear as day light, ones still a little fresh from the first night he didn't show up.

The thought crossed your mind....but maybe now, you could back a little longer.

Washing the dishes distracted you for a bit, until the front door opened.

The familiar sound of Loki's boots made your heart pound like a drum.

"Loki?"

"Miss me?" He popped His head inside the kitchen with a lazy grin.You hurried to him, jumping at him for a hug.

He caught you and spinner you around "I'll take that as a yes" as he put you down he lifted your hand to kiss it but paused when he noticed the scars.

The first time he had seen you with short sleeves.

"What's this?" You pulled your hand and hid behind your hand "nothing! You must be imagining things...I'm sure you're hungry, I made your favorite!" He wasn't paying that crap.

"Love...what is that? Did someone do that to you because if that's the case I will made sure that the-"

"No!...I did this to myself..."

Loki's face dropped, he reached out his hands and pulled your hands towards him gently, not a single word came out of his mouth.

He looked at them with questioning eyes, a million questions running through his eyes.

His fingers ran over the marks, his fingers shook when he touched the fresher one's.

"When were these?" His voice was small.

"....the first night you didn't come home" Loki caressed your arms before cupping your face and kissing you a long deep kiss.

"I have no idea how to react to this...I just... forgive me" the guilt made you want to cry, sob and break down.

"You didn't do anything to apologize or ask for forgiveness....I'm just...I wish I was not like this"

Loki held you close, you could hear his heart beat racing, anxious from this new information.

"I want to help" he said.

You clung to him tighter, closing your eyes "you can, and I'll try...for me...for us" looked nodded his head

•IF YOU HAVE REQUESTS, PLEASE WRITE. A KISS•

[anukulee]

@lotsoflokilove23 just because you are new doesn’t mean you don’t deserve all the love. I can already see you shall be a wonderful addition to the fandom. I look forward to our interactions, and hope you have a fun time!!! I also thank you for joining the fandom and adding yet another member of the Loki army.

Loves! Friends! Lurkers! I come bearing news that it has been one whole year since I arrived on Tumblr😱 God knows how many stories read, written and 3.7k Loki-lovers later, I'm feeling rather existential about the whole thing.

I can't think of a more appropriate way to party than celebrating the comradery and community we have, and that I love. So with that in mind I present...

LOVE NOTES🤗

Send me an Ask (ideally with your name, but Anon also welcome!) saying something nice about someone else, and let's give them a cheer! That's it! Some ideas...

Someone you admire or are proud of and you just want them to know

Someone who deserves to have in b&w that they are awesome, funny, weird-as-fuck but you love them all the same

Someone who's helped you, cheered you on or just always there to be a thirsty shoulder to rest your weary hoe

An amazing story/piece of art you enjoyed recently

Someone crucial to your fandom ✨experience✨

A reader who always makes you smile

One account/special person per Ask please, but send as many as you darn like! All replies will be tagged with #LGG Love Notes

This will be very casual, let's say until June 24🌹

Thanks for letting me into your world.

LGG xx

@meowmeow-motherfucker @muddyorbsblr @imalovernotahater @avengersalways @littledark11 @lokikissesmyforehead @simplyholl @fictive-sl0th @thedistractedagglomeration @coldnique @holdmytesseract @jaidenhawke @silverfire475 @vbecker10 @thomase1 @morriggannlostinfandoms @marygoddessofmischief @sebstanwhore @xorpsbane @peacefulpianist @maple-seed @wheredafandomat @mistress-ofmagic @acidcasualties @ozymdias @peaches1958 @your-taste-on-my-lips @lokidokieokie @kikster606 @peachyjinx @tbhiddlestan83 @trickster-maiden @skymoonandstardust @sidepartskinnyjeans @ladyofthestayingpower @wolfmoonmusic @brittbax @smolvenger @kaleenjackson @fictional-hooman @psychospore @littlespaceyelf @glitchquake

[ashdreams2023]

Hello I was just wondering if you could possibly make a Loki x reader oneshot where Loki founds out about readers sh scars? Like the team already knows but he doesn’t so he gets all curious and concerned when he sees her bandages and the cuts underneath?🥺 I understand if not as it may be triggering <33

Sure I’ve written about this before, sorry I went off track here but the main idea still stands 😅 I can rewrite it if you want, there’s no problem I promise

TW: SH (self harm/cutting)

Scars

"Disney or horror?"

"What sort of options are those?"

"It’s what’s left on Netflix that we didn’t watch already"

Loki sighed and pointed at the screen, he picked a slasher.

Fridays were the one day a week where the compound was completely empty except for you two, you ordered takeout and picked a series of random movies to watch.

You pulled on your sleeves as the scenes unfolded on the screen, there was a beautiful blonde screaming and running with her arm injured.

Loki was watching with mild interest.

At one point you got up from the sofa and went into the kitchen to get some more popcorn, that’s when you heard a loud scream coming from the screen.

You shook your head and opened the fridge looking for more snacks, there was still dome fruit that loki brought from home and they look fresh.

After turning on the sink you rolled up your sleeves and washed the fruit in the skin, the cold water felt kinda of nice on your scars but at the same time it made you want to reach out inside your pocket and pull out the small blade you carried around.

The thought lingered there, you looked at the clock ticking on the kitchen wall and wondered if you would be noticed if you took a few extra minutes in the bathroom, Loki can survive without food for a little longer.

You placed the fruit into a clean bowl and stepped away from the sink, you swallowed as you looked down at your exposed damaged skin.

You clenched your fists and then started pulling down your sleeves bef-

"What in Valhalla happened to you?!" You almost jumped out of your skin at the sudden voice of Loki and all but screamed when he grabbed your wrists "Who did this to you?!"

"That’s none of your business!" You breathed quickly and tried to pull away from his grip, he wasn’t supposed to see these, no no…they were a secret, something no one should know about, how could you be so reckless!?

His green eyes stared into yours with a mix of concern and anger, he wanted to know who did this to you, why would anyone hurt you?

"It is! You’re mine and I don’t want you hurt! Why would you hide this from me?" He pulled your sleeve up and looked closely at them, it made you feel uncomfortable and exposed.

"Please let go of me…I’m fine…"

"You’re fine?! These are fresh and deep…this happened before, why are you hiding things from me, I just want you safe"

You frowned with your eyes now glossy "Protect me from what? Myself? I’m a danger to myself then!"

Loki’s face dropped from anger to complete and utter sadness, it made your heart shatter, this is exactly why you didn’t want him to know.

"You…did this to yourself…but why?" He loosened his grip on your wrists and got closer to your face, his warm breath hit your face.

You shook your head, you didn’t know what to say, you weren’t prepared for this situation at all.

"Just say something…please, is it me? what’s the reason?" You lowered your head and bit down your bottom lip then shook your head.

"No…there’s nothing wrong with you, it’s me, I’m the broken one…it’s…you shouldn’t have seen this"

"No and you’re impossible to think I shouldn’t! I care about you and you don’t know how it feels when you find out you can’t protect the most precious person in your life!"

He pulled you close and held you in a tight hug, there was no escaping. You sniffed and hid your face in his chest, you didn’t want to look him in the eye.

"You must be out of your mind to think I will play a blind eye to this…you know I love you, don’t you?"

"Yes" you chocked out.

"Then why?"

"I don’t know…ok! I don’t want to talk about it!"

He stayed silent and just held you, he didn’t utter a word, it was for the best, he didn’t want to make even more frustrated.

You don’t know how long you stayed there but it was long enough for him to heal your scars before you could notice what’s going on.

The skin mended and the scars looked like little scratches instead, like some kitten had attacked you.

You looked down at them and felt tired, you were so drained.

"Why don’t we just sleep" he lifted your chin "We both need to rest and tomorrow we may talk about it"

"You’re not mad at me?"

Loki sighed "No, I could never…I’m just worried"

"I’m sorry…"

"It’s ok. Let’s go dove. Everything will be alright" he took your hand and kissed your healed scars.