#alas loki does not get a canon kiss

[emeraldxphoenix]

what kiss trope is destined to be in your narrative

The Kiss of Death The primary instincts of all creatures — sex and death. If you can combine the two they become a bigger selling point. Though not exactly graphic, the Kiss of Death is still sensual, seductive, and very, very deadly. The Kiss of Death comes in many varieties, including: hypnosis, narcotic effect, and sucking out the soul of the victim, which may or may not result in death, depending on the story. Crucially it can also be a symbolic gesture — the kiss itself does not bring death or harm, but the person who receives it knows that his days are numbered.

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[talesofakindredspirit]

Monster | l.l.

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Reader

Warnings: 18+ ONLY, smut, angst, swear words

Word Count: 2376

Requested by anon:  Hey idk if you just do smuts or not but can you write an imagine where Loki is just about to stab Coulson and Loki’s childhood friend and lover pushes him out of the way and he ends of stabbing her? Siciejdjs it sounds weird but then he realizes what evil he’s done so he uses the tesseract to heal her?

Synopsis: Reader reunites with her long lost lover, only it doesn’t exactly go as she expected it to.

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A/N: I don’t have an excuse for not writing this sooner other than lack of inspiration and pure procrastination.

When Thor had burst through the door of your chambers yelling about Loki being alive and on Midgard you had thought he’d gone mad. Loki was dead. There was no way that, after falling off the Bifrost, he could possibly still be alive. Turns out, Thor was right. The pain you felt when you found out he was actually alive this whole time was almost worse than when he “died”. When Thor took you to Midgard, it was all kind of a blur. You had to pinch yourself multiple times as Thor confronted your, assumed to be long dead, lover after pulling him out of the strange flying machine. You could hardly believe that after these long torturous months without him, he was standing here. Right in front of you. One thing you did take notice of though, was that something was off about him. You couldn’t quite put your finger on it but this Loki wasn’t your Loki, he’d changed somehow.

You couldn’t take your eyes off of him, everything else fading out of focus around you. You could only concentrate on him. You stood in front of a screen watching the red-haired woman interrogate Loki. You were too caught up in your own thoughts to notice everyone arguing around you. You were knocked out of your thoughts, quite literally, when a sudden explosion goes off, the flames burning your arm and glass slicing into your skin as you’re thrown across the room and into a wall.

Your head spins as you pull yourself off the ground, everyone from before had either disappeared or were getting ready to take off. Your thoughts instantly traveled to Loki’s past antics, knowing immediately that this was his doing. You take off in a random direction in an attempt to try and locate Loki. The halls in this big machine were similar to the ones in the palace back on Asgard, not quite as beautiful, but definitely as confusing.

You blindly rush down the twisting halls, needing to find Loki fast before he could hurt someone. You needed to be the one to stop him, he would rarely listen to anyone on Asgard and he most certainly won’t listen to anyone here, especially if they tried to stop him. You bump into one of the agents, a slightly older man with kind eyes and a good soul. The force of the impact knocks you to the ground.

“Oh, I’m so sorry.” The two of you say in unison. He holds out his hand to help you up and you gratefully take it, gripping his forearm tightly as you pull yourself up.

“I need you to tell me where Loki is being held.” You express worriedly, tightening your hold on the agent.

“That’s exactly where I was going. Let me take you. We have to hurry, before he gets the chance to escape.” He runs off again and you follow, easily keeping pace with him and barely breaking a sweat.

Once the two of you make it to the cell where Loki is being kept, it’s very obvious that something is missing. It’s Loki.

In his place inside the cell was Thor, who looked extremely pissed off. The agent, Phil son of Coul, which you learned was his name on the way here, walks into the room with a large weapon that looks like a canon. He made a small stop on the way here to pick it up so he’d have something to defend himself with against a god. Loki stands over the control board, threatening to drop Thor out of the Helicarrier.

You stay hidden in the shadows by the door, Phil stepping forward and smacking the guard in the head with the weapon. The guard falls down like a tree, slumping to the ground and not moving.

“Move away, please,” Phil asks politely, staring Loki down as he steps into the room. Loki surprisingly listens which is your first clue that he’s pulling another one of his tricks. “You like this? We started working on the prototype after you sent the Destroyer. Even I don’t know what it does. Do you wanna find out?”

You stare intently at Loki, barely listening to Phil talk, and then you notice his hand flicker slightly. Your eyes widen and you let out a gasp, sprinting forward and shoving Phil out of the way just in time, his body harshly hitting the wall from the force of your shove and knocking him out as the weapon clatters to the floor.

At that exact moment, the real Loki appears holding the staff that, instead of stabbing through Phil, slices through your chest seeing as you pushed him out of the way. Pain erupts in your chest and you let out a pained scream, clutching frantically at your wound that pours with dark red blood, staining your hands and clothes rapidly.

You can faintly hear Thor’s screams of anguish and the sudden howling of wind as you fall to the floor. A pair of arms catches you before you can hit the ground and you look up to see the terror-filled eyes of your past lover as he clutches you to his chest in desperation. He holds his hands above the wound, a green mist surrounding you as he frantically tries to fix the damage he caused.

Your body begins to go numb, the pain slowly dulling. You know what that means. You’re going to die. Even an Asgardian can’t take a blow that severe and survive it.

“My love…” You cough as blood begins to rise in your throat and staining your lips. You raise a weak and bloodied hand to his face, gently caressing his cheek and smiling softly. He looks down at you, tears streaming down his cheeks and gently landing on your face. “I missed you.” You mumble, your vision going dark and your hand falling from his face as your life begins to fade away.

You didn’t exactly expect to wake up alive after getting stabbed completely through the chest with a giant blade but alas, here you were. Your eyes flutter open, the only light in the room coming from a small window across the room from where you’re laying on a plush bed. The bed reminds you of the ones on Asgard and for a moment you think that the past few days could’ve just been some fucked up dream. That is until you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror hanging on the wall.

You let out a startled gasp and scramble up from the bed, the world spinning slightly as you regain your balance before you practically leap across the room to look at yourself, or rather what appears to be you.

Glowing blue eyes stare back at you, a drastic change from your usual (Y/E/C). You poke your eye to see if it’s real and immediately regret that decision.

‘Why the hell did you just do that, you moron?’ you grumble in your head. The door opens and you spin around, your eyes widen at the man standing in front of you.

“Loki?” you ask in a pained whisper. You step closer to him, holding up a hand to gently caress his cheek. Your hand meets solid skin and you could practically cry in relief. “You’re real, you’re actually here, I thought you were dead!”

He smiles at your outburst and pulls you into a tight hug. “I missed you too, my love.” You relax in his arms, holding him so tightly as though you’re afraid he’ll disappear.

You abruptly pull away from him, a furious glare on your face. “What the hell is wrong with you?” you screech, practically throwing yourself across the room, your actions similar to that of a scared animal. Loki looks alarmed at your outburst, reaching out towards you to try and pull you back into his arms. “No, you stay away. You left me!” The heartbreak is evident as your voice cracks, practically shattering Loki’s heart as he helplessly stares at your trembling form across the room. You begin to sob, wrapping your arms around yourself as you slowly slide down to the floor, landing harshly on your knees.

Loki hesitantly walks toward you, dropping down by your side and pulling you into his lap. You lash out at him, trying to escape his grasp, but he just holds you tighter. Sobs tear through your body, Loki gently rocking you and pressing soft kisses into your hair.

You eventually calm down enough to have a proper conversation and what Loki tells you, chills you to the bone. He explains to you what happened to him after he fell from the Bifrost and hatred begins to seep into your heart for the one they call Thanos. He hurt Loki in ways unimaginable to the normal mind. Your Loki. And for that, he would pay.

You turn your head to look him in the eyes and gently brush his tears away. Your gaze darts down to his lips, a longing sensation filling your gut. You look back up and your eyes connect, a fiery passion hidden deep in the depths of his eyes. He suddenly pulls your body flush with his, connecting your lips to his in a heated and long-awaited kiss. You sit on the floor like that for several minutes, your lips moving in sync with one another, the long, held back passions between the two of your finally releasing themselves.

Loki’s arms tighten around you and he stands, your lips connected in sweet longing. He slipped his tongue into your mouth, a moan falling from your lips into the kiss and you kiss him back with even more passion. He walked the short distance to the bed and laid you down, your lips never once disconnecting from his. He slid a gentle hand up your bare thigh and he climbed over top of you. He slots his hips between your legs, letting his fingers ghost over your already wet folds.

His lips left yours, trailing down to your neck, sucking and kissing all over. He kept his focus on the spots he knew would make you moan out in pleasure. He began pulling at your shirt your only item of clothing, until you sat up and pulled it over your head, tossing it to the floor before you laid back down. You gasped when he slipped two fingers into you. He curled them expertly, hitting your sweet spot with every stroke of his fingers.

“Loki, that feels amazing” you breathed out, letting your head fall back onto the pillow.

“You think this feels good?” he said, teasing, letting his fingers pump into you a few more times before pulling them out, making you whimper at the loss of contact, “Sweetheart I’m going to make you feel so good, have to make up for all the time we missed…” he whispered in your ear before biting you on your neck and then kissing down your torso until his head was between your legs.

He kissed your clit softly before his tongue licked a long, slow stripe up your folds. One of his hands settled on your lower belly to keep you from bucking your hips up and the other hand was teasing your clit while he worked his magic on you, his tongue tracing patterns on and around your clit. Your hands tightly fisted the sheets beneath you, overwhelmed with the amount of pleasure he was giving you with his mouth and hands. You let out several incessant moans and your muscles tense around the two fingers pumping into you.

He runs his tongue in circles around your small bundle of nerves as his fingers returned to the curling motion they were doing before. When he felt you clench around his fingers, he slides them out of you and thrust his tongue into you repeatedly, pushing firm but not rough circles on your clit with his thumb. That action threw you over the edge and you cum hard on his tongue.

You looked down at him and he was licking up your juices, enjoying every second of what he was doing to you.

“Mmm… you taste divine, my love” he moaned, sucking on your clit once more before crawling his way back up to your face to hover above you.

“Loki, fuck me… please,” you beg, squirming underneath him.

“I simply cannot resist that request” he smirked, kissing you so you could taste yourself on his tongue. He was already hard and ready, getting turned on from the sight and sound of you finishing on his tongue. He positioned himself at your entrance and slid into you, stretching you wide on his cock. You both moaned at the familiar feeling of him being buried inside of you again and he stills for a moment to let you readjust to his size after so long.

“Loki move please” you begged, digging your nails into his back. He does as you requested and slowly began pumping himself into you. He stares down at your blissed-out face and smiles, never wanting to leave your side ever again. His pace quickens and he puts a hand on your breast, kneading it gently and teasing your nipples with just the right amount of pressure to send you flying towards a second orgasm.

“Gods, I missed you (Y/N).” he practically growled, quickening his pace even more. The two of you were a mess of moans and heavy breathing, the sound of his hips smacking against yours filling the room.

“I’m so close” you nearly yelled, raking your nails down his back as he grunted in agreement. He was still thrusting into you, hard, when his hand moved down to make tiny circles on your clit, sending you into your orgasm.

“Fuck yes, Loki!” you screamed out, digging your nails into his shoulder and clenching your walls hard around his length. Your orgasm sent him into his own release, spilling into you with deep, erratic thrusts.

Out of breath, he toppled over next to you, a large grin on his face. He turns on his side and pulls you tight to his chest. “Oh, how I’ve missed you, my love.

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Sigyn MCU Headcanon - Part Ten

This is a continuation of my personal canon-compliant Sigyn headcanon which I would like to write into a fan fiction but it would take way to long. So here are the highlights.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | TL;DR

Journey Into Mystery Season One Episode Three to Thirteen

 Okay, so the story goes on, they search for the hearthstones, battle amazing JiM creatures, visit amazing and fantastical places, it’s pretty awesome (which is why I want a JiM Netflix series so bad!!! Though legit I want a Jennifer Walters one just a tad bit more).

 Episode Six: There is some kind of explosion at the end of this episode that knocks out Sigyn, and possibly Darcy and Selvig.

 Episode Seven: The beginning of the episode is a flashback. Loki has short hair ala Thor and is shirtless (cause why haven’t we had that yet?) and looking like he’s getting dressed and ready to leave. Sigyn walks in, draped in nothing but his green cape.

 Loki: “I’m going to need that.” Sigyn: “Yes, because you’re leaving, already.” Loki: “Thor’s coronation is fast approaching. There are… details that need  sorting before then.” Sigyn: “You’re not going to do something stupid, are you? Like glue his helmet to the table… again.” Loki: “I make no promises.”

 This entire episode is interwoven with flashbacks of this scene as it progresses. I have to admit, I haven’t completely worked out the whole scene in my head, what exactly the dialogue is. I’m sure I will in a few weeks but I’m posting this headcanon now.

 Basically, this scene is a prologue to everything Loki does in Thor. It shows the undercurrent of self-loathing and depression Loki already has, and how discovering his Jotun heritage just fucks him up and leads him to do what he does. (Cool Motive. Still Murder.) And it shows the likely reason why Loki didn’t go to, or send for, Sigyn in Thor. It was the first reason, that she would stop him. But also, Loki thought she would reject him as well.

 (It will be hinted later on that the reason for him not contacting her after he became Oden was for the second, that she would help him. Sigyn basically can’t win here because she is Loki’s blindspot, he knows it, and so he purposefully avoided her.)

 That’s the B-plot of the episode. The A-plot is that Sigyn and possibly Darcy and/or Selvig are captured by the bad guys of the week and it’s made pretty clear that they plan on killing them and all that jazz once their boss gets there. It’s a very quick episode, takes place over maybe a day? Anyway, it’s an extremely psychological episode that involves a lot of Sigyn talking to the individual guards as they do things like bring food, check chains, swap watch duty, etc.

 Then at the end, when the boss is there, and the three are lined up for execution, and it’s clear Sif and Leah haven’t found them yet, Sigyn says only a few words and all hell breaks loose. The men proceed to slaughter each other, Sigyn and Co staying out of the way of the massacre. Sif and Leah get there just as everyone has died and the group is making their way from the carnage.

 Leah: “What did you do?” Sigyn: “I pulled at the strings. Molded their loyalities until they became like a snake eating its own tail.” Leah: “This isn’t at all like you, you would never have done this before. What changed?” Sigyn: “I didn’t change. My priorities simply shifted.”

 Alright, so, something went down while Sigyn was off screen between Thor and now… 0.o

 Episodes 7 through 12: Everything happens, hearthstones are found, Enchantress minions are battled, etc. There will be at least one bright point where Sigyn and Leah are reminded of the good times, share a pretty hot kiss. I want to continue the tradition of Loki in chains and somehow ending up on his back but not sure if I can work it in as Loki or Leah. This is the tail end of the fan fic, so I’m allowed to be a little less sure of the details.

 Episode 13: Leah is revealed as Loki, Sif is none too happy. Sure, they get all the hearthstones but it’s revealed that Loki was after something else, Enchantress related, and so yay, he wins. He would have liked to have gotten the hearthstones, and maybe one day he will, but for the moment, he takes what he can get. Sif is about to put the smack down on Loki but he’s saved by Sigyn who basically pulls the JiM equivalent of “bitch, get in the car if you want to live.”

 Everyone returns home, Asgard is returned-ish, I’m not 100% on this, again, it depends on what we find out about Asgardia in Infinity Wars. For all I know, they could do the whole Broxton, OK, thing which I really want them to do because I’m from Oklahoma and seriously that is awesome.

 Final scene, after all is said and done, is Sigyn and Loki walking through a fantastic forest into a clearing with a small but awesome looking house.

 Loki: “You sure this is safe, no one will find me here?” Sigyn: “It’s safe, it had to be.” -Sigyn grabs Loki’s arm and stops him, makes him look at her – Sigyn: “Loki, I need you to understand something. You put me in an impossible position. You died, twice. You tried to destroy worlds and subjugate a planet. You aligned yourself with the likes of Thanos and the Grandmaster. I know it was for survival, but you made enemies and I couldn’t risk it. I had some very difficult decisions to make. You know what you mean to me, Loki, but in the end, my priority was to them, to protect them, at any cost.” Loki: “What are you—” -off screen- “Mother’s home!” -Loki looks to see two children running forward from the house, Sigyn still continues to look straight at Loki- Sigyn: “Remember the last time we saw each other?” -Loki is speechless, imagine the scene from Ragnarok when Odin says he loves him, only like a zillion times more everything-

 Sigyn introduces Loki to his son’s, Narvi and Vali. Asgardians age differently, so they can be whatever age I want them to be, was thinking like maybe the same age as Thor and Loki were in Thor? I dunno, the point is, Sigyn had twins! But not exactly twins.

 Narvi takes more after Loki, and so when he kneels down and touches his face, the child starts to turn blue and that causes Loki’s hand to turn blue as well. It travels up his arm and half of his face turns Jotun. Vali is more Aesir, but Loki embraces them both, arms wrapped around them, holding them tight. One half of him Aesir, the other Jotun.

 It’s all EXTREMELY EMOTIONAL and everyone tells me they hate me as they ugly cry.

(that’s the dream, anyway).

 So… yeah, that is my Sigyn MCU Headcanon as to where she is and why we haven’t seen her. You can pry it from my cold dead hands. But I’ll gladly share it with any and all who want it.

  Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 | Part 8 | Part 9 | Part 10 | TL;DR

p.s. I also have, like, a dozen more plot bunnies, as to where it goes from here… things that I’m just waiting to see if I can turn into canon once the rest of these movies come out… someone please stop me, this is clearly a cry for help