#dad!lloki

[gingerwritess]

a fluffy concept: celebrating mother's day for the first time (and Elliot is still crawling)

ok this isn’t exactly what you asked for since i missed mother’s day i’m soRRY but it’s pure baby Elliot and dad Loki fluff!!! hope you enjoy!

there’s a tiny mention of loki’s past suicidal thoughts but it’s in the purest way and super fluffy :)

also i’m obsessed with the idea of Loki singing

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Loki’s singing something, under his breath and nothing more than a whisper.

Surprisingly, you can understand it in your half-asleep daze, as Loki generally sings in Norse…on the rare occasion he actually does sing.

“You made me run like I’ve never run,” he whispers, and you don’t roll over—you don’t want him to stop. “Try like I had never tried, fight like I had never fought, you made me want to…”

A baby gurgles in response and your husband breathes a quiet laugh; oh.

He brought Elliot in here again. This is the third night he’s done that, snuck out of bed in the early hours of the morning to get the little boy from his crib and bring him to bed, cuddling up with him until he really has to wake up.

“Shh,” you hear him shush your son, and the bed creaks as he bounces him lightly. “You’re going to wake your mother!”

You grin into your pillow.

“I’m always saying I’ll make it right…my dear,” Loki continues singing, his beautiful accent even quieter now. “‘Cause losing you is my greatest fear—”

“Eeurrrrgh!”

“No! Shh!” Loki frantically covers Elliot’s little mouth, and the bed shakes as Elliot squirms away, giggling. “This wasn’t a duet, you little giant.”

The baby squeals. Loudly.

“Elliot, for the love of the nine—”

“It’s okay,” you finally laugh aloud, rolling over with a yawn. “M��awake, let him sing.”

Loki cringes when he sees you awake, brushing the back of his hand along your cheek. “I’m so sorry, my love, we didn’t mean to wake you.”

“Don’t apologise!” You gesture at the two of them, Elliot sitting happily on Loki’s stomach, leaning back against his bent knees in little footie pjs, gnawing on his fingers and listening intently to his father’s voice. “This…is the best thing I’ve ever woken up to.”

“We were trying to let you sleep later,” Loki sighs, his head dropping to the pillow. “But I missed my little boy…and he was crying loud enough for the damned in Hel to hear.”

“Did you wake up your dad, you little rascal?” You laugh and reach for Elliot, tickling his tummy and pulling him onto your own lap. “What’s the matter with you, Elli?”

He just giggles and waves his hands in the air.

“My guess is he needs to be changed.” The god beside you pulls the covers over him again and wraps his arms around your waist, pressing a kiss to the top of your shoulder. “Or…perhaps he’s hungry.”

A cold hand slides up your stomach and you don’t even have to look at the god to see the gleam in his green eyes.

“Mm, maybe.” Poking Loki in the side, he yelps and you set Elliot on his stomach again. “Sorry, snowflake, I just woke up, I say it’s your turn…”

A loud, exaggerated groan comes from the curve of your neck.

“C’mon, daddy, do me a little favour?”

He heaves a giant sigh and practically rolls off the bed, hoisting Elliot into his arms and dragging his feet over to grab a clean diaper from the bathroom cupboard.

“You’re lucky I love you,” he mutters teasingly and sets the little boy on the counter, turning around for a split second—Elliot scrambles off across the counter and when Loki turns around, has nestled himself in the sink and is covering his face with both hands.

The little giggles coming from behind the baby hands make it clear he’s trying to hide.

“Oh dear,” Loki deadpans, staring right at the little guy with a small smile. “I’ve lost my son.”

Elliot throws his hands in the air with a squeal, and Loki gasps. “There he is! Get over here, unðr, I’m supposed to get you cleaned up.”

The baby giggles and lets out a string of garbled sounds, to which Loki nods and hums in agreement as he hovers his hands around him, green wisps of something not from earth winding around Elliot’s little body until the diapers have been switched.

“What an incredible story,” you hear Loki tell Elliot, then he trudges out of the bathroom with your son cuddled tight up against his chest. “That was a traumatic experience for the both of us.”

“Stop it,” you laugh, making grabby hands for your baby and Loki hands him to you with a smile. “I don’t get why you complain so much, you never even touch his diaper, Gandalf.”

“It’s the principle.”

“Screw your principles.”

“I’m a king,” he laughs, kneeling on the bed and sneaking a kiss to your cheek. “Kings don’t change diapers.”

“No, but kings listen to their queens.” You smile sweetly at him and tap his lips with a finger. “And your queen wants you to change your son’s diaper.”

He jokingly groans and leans towards you, catching your lips in a kiss that leaves you breathless, your head dropping against the headboard with a happy sigh. “I only tease,” he murmurs, brushing his nose against yours before taking hold of your lips again. “I would do anything for the two of you.”

“Mmm.”

You grab hold of his jaw and pull him closer, letting him take control of this kiss and manoeuvre your body to where he’s holding your jaw to keep your mouths connected, completely ignoring the way Elliot whines and squirms to get your attention.

“He’s…Elliot, no—” Loki’s lips bounce off yours for a split second when he laughs, but he quickly slips his hand behind your neck and pulls you closer. “He’s got my hair,” he mumbles, nipping gently at your lips with a smile. “I think we’re making him uncomfortable, my love.”

You hear the baby squeal and Loki’s mouth leaves yours with a smack, followed by a yelp from the god as his head is yanked away by a tiny hand.

“Elliot, Elliot, stop that,” he laughs, tickling the little guy’s tummy until he lets go, squealing with laughter and flopping onto your chest.

“Oof, easy there, buddy,” you wheeze, a grin spreading over your face as Elliot nuzzles his face into your neck, still giggling his adorable little baby laugh—fuck.

Loki on one side, tickling your son with a bright smile as he watches him laugh? Elliot flopped on your stomach in footie pjs, squirming and hugging you with his chubby little arms??

This is what people mean when they say things will get better, right?

Loki spews out something in old Norse, a loud, guttural phrase that gets you to gawk at him and Elliot pushes himself up on your chest, the funniest little sound coming from his open mouth—“uh??”

Loki bursts out laughing—your heart flips over in your chest. “I said I love you, minn-mögr, ek elska þik.”

If you’ve never seen a baby’s mouth hang open in pure and utter confusion, you haven’t truly lived.

Unable to control yourself any longer—he’s TOO CUTE—you wrap Elliot in a tight hug and plant a million noisy little kisses to his face, tickling him and making him squeal in delight.

This time it’s Loki’s heart that somersaults.

To think he ever wanted to stop living. Die and miss this.

He’s grateful, he realises when you lift the little giggling baby in the air and swoop him onto Loki’s lap, he’s grateful to himself for still being here.

For still being here to hold his little son to his heart, smiling at him and laughing when he tangles his little hands in his hair again.

For still being here to kiss your beautiful smile and hold your mouth against his, breathing this new life into his soul—you’re still here, too.

Things work out. Things get better.

And the two of you managed to fight and still be here to enjoy it.

Loki’s eyes burn when he breaks away, and he pecks one last kiss to your lips before turning his attention to the little boy bouncing happily on his lap. “I love you,” he repeats, laughing and determined not to let any tears fall on this happy moment in time.

He clears his throat, already grinning. “Now then, darling…”

You grab hold of his hand and lean into him, watching Elliot with a smile. “Now what?”

”Are you going to feed your son?”

His hands slip up your shirt again and you laugh, tipping your head up to kiss him once more…or twenty more—you thought it’d been a strange while since he said something suggestive.

“…or do I need to remove your shirt myself?”

Almost had you worried for a sec.

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the song is “little giant” by roo panes and it is Elliot’s theme song don’t @ me

hope you enjoyed, feel free to send me ideas!

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[lokixme]

@gingerwritess ... theo... i just watched it. Just watched endgame... i needed this. So much. Loki fluff is exactly what i need because I continue to live in denial of almost everything that happens in endgame. Thank you for this

Can you please do a thing about what happens with the "tired + horny parents" once Elliot is finally dropped off at Thor's and Loki and 'you' finally make your escape to Iceland. I need it

return of the tired + horny parents whoops

dedicated to @lokislilcaribbeanprincess cause honey you’re incredible and i hope this brings a little smile to your face!?! also @quenilla cause she gave me this idea in the first place huehueheueuheuhe

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a fluffy concept: celebrating mother's day for the first time (and Elliot is still crawling)

ok this isn’t exactly what you asked for since i missed mother’s day i’m soRRY but it’s pure baby Elliot and dad Loki fluff!!! hope you enjoy!

there’s a tiny mention of loki’s past suicidal thoughts but it’s in the purest way and super fluffy :)

also i’m obsessed with the idea of Loki singing

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Loki’s singing something, under his breath and nothing more than a whisper.

Continua a leggere

[lokixme]

@gingerwritess hahah please stomp on my face haha ilysm💗💋♥️🥰🌈💘💖💕💝💜💛💓💚 you fill my heart with all the good things in the world

a fluffy concept: celebrating mother's day for the first time (and Elliot is still crawling)

ok this isn’t exactly what you asked for since i missed mother’s day i’m soRRY but it’s pure baby Elliot and dad Loki fluff!!! hope you enjoy!

there’s a tiny mention of loki’s past suicidal thoughts but it’s in the purest way and super fluffy :)

also i’m obsessed with the idea of Loki singing

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Loki’s singing something, under his breath and nothing more than a whisper.

Keep reading