#int: loki laufeyson

[thomasisaslut]

Loki Laufeyson x F!Reader

Sex Pollen — KTober

Word Count: 1.5k

Includes: Oral (F), Vaginal Fingering, Rough Sex, Light Bondage, Exhibitionism, Sex Pollen, Belly Bulge, Cock Worship, Master kink.

On Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51141958

On Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/1391144868-𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫-𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑-𝐒𝐞𝐱-𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧-𝐋𝐨𝐤𝐢-𝐋𝐚𝐮𝐟𝐞𝐲𝐬𝐨𝐧-𝐱-𝐅

Loki and you were finally visiting one of the other realms he promised to take you too, the rainbow bridge between worlds—Loki informed you it was named the 'Bifrost'—opens and snatches the two of you up. He holds you close to his strong chest.

"Scared, my love?" Loki asks as you zip through the galaxy, you look around and look in awe of the stars around the portal.

"No... only awe." Your jaw hangs slack as you see the cosmos, but, when you land on the new realm you jaw nearly feel off.

The realm you landed in was absolutely stunning, even more beautiful than Asgard. The palace before you was a black stone with purple hues, the height of the building was to the sky. The amount of towers you see on the building is almost threatening, but magnificent at the same time.

"Let us go, darling?" He hooks his arm around your own and it reminds you of your wedding day with him.

Walking down the aisle, your beautiful white and dark green gown—representing him—trailed behind you as you strutted, the veil was nearly the same length. Loki demanded that the maids helping you wouldn't apply makeup to your features, he wanted to see you as you, not as the shield of Asgardian products you hid behind. The best part of the ceremony was the vows, and, well, the after party sex you had with your newly wed husband.

"Y-Yes!" You snap out of your thoughts. "Let's go, Lokes." You smile and peck his cheek before he leads you inside of the elegant black and purple castle.

The inside was the opposite of what you expected, bright lights covering the halls from chandeliers, the walls the purest of whites with golden accents around the corners, large windows revealing the outside, it was utterly stunning.

"Do you like the interior, princess?" A person approaches, Loki told you about her, her name was Marcella. She was gorgeous, stunning dark brown curls, tan skin, shining yellow eyes, sharp, pointy ears, a hooked nose, plump lips, everything about her was stunning—especially her dress. It was a pale purple, golden accents around her waist and the ends of the gown.

"Princess?" You lift your eyebrow at Marcella's comment.

"You are wed to Loki, yes?" You nod. "Then you are a princess." Marcella chuckles, covering her hand with her mouth.

You nearly forget that fact, Loki is the prince of Asgard. He has been for his entire life. "Oh, Yes!" You chuckle, covering your nervousness, but Marcella sees through it and smiles.

Loki nudges your arm and the two of you begin to follow Marcella into one of the many rooms in the chateau.

"Why are we here again?" You whisper to your husband.

"To see my flowers, dearest." He smiles back.

"Your flowers?" Your eyebrow raises.

He hums, pecking your cheek. "You'll see."

Marcella opens the door, revealing a massive flower chamber, a massive skylight dome above, the walls were lined with vines—white roses covering the green ropes—but what you saw on the ground nearly made your heart stop, rhinanthus minor flowers. Loki's flowers. You understand what he means now.

"These, princess, are a gift your husband here has been growing for months." Marcella winks.

You smile widely, your head turning to Loki. "Truly?"

He nods, Marcella leaves, a small smirk on her face as she does so. Loki pulls you by your hips, kissing your forehead, the tip of your nose, then your lips.

His finger brushes your jaw, tilting your head up before pinching your cheeks with his thumb and index finger, Loki slides his tongue into your mouth, it collides against your own as he moves you to the floor, swiping you down. His hand meets your lower back and within a second your under him, Loki now on his knees before you.

"Do you know why these are named my flowers, darling?" Loki kisses your neck, his hands on either side of your head.

"N-No." You mutter, a whimper passing your lips as he moves to your collarbone.

"Would you like to know why?" Loki bites down, sucking a deep mark onto your collar.

You moan in a positive response.

"Because they affect me in ways... ways that remind me of you." He smirks against your body, confusion crosses your features and Loki chuckles before continuing. "They make me horny, my dearest wife." He moves from your collarbone and kissing you harshly, dominating your mouth with his tongue.

"And... you want to fuck me here?"

You feel his cock twitch in his pants, nearly piercing the Asgardian fabric with the force of his erection. He grinds against your clothed cunt.

"Yes." He growls, he pulls down your panties, flipping up your dress before he dives his head under your skirt. His tongue licks a stride from the bottom of your pussy to your clit before sucking on the sensitive nub.

"L-Loki!" You moan, the sound filling the greenhouse. "More, More please, Master."

That nickname made the god weak.

Loki moves his pointer and middle finger to your labia, teasing the folds before sliding his fingers into your sopping cunt. His fingers begin to thrust, slowly, in and out.

"Three... more." You plea, he happily complies. His ring finger makes his way into your vagina before he quickens the speed of his movements, now slamming into your cunt with his hand.

His free hand latched onto the zipper of your dress, his shadows begin to restrain your airway, making the sensation of his fingers more pleasureful.

"Do you want more, my princess?" Loki asks, a smirk covering his lips.

"Y-Yes! Please."

"What do you want, my love?"

"Your cock, please master, give me your cock!" Tears form in your eyes, his thumb begins to stroke your clit lazily, teasingly. "I-I need it, I need it so bad! Fill me up, master, fill my cunt."

"Oh, well I can't resist you when you beg so pretty..." He withdraws his fingers, causing you to whine beneath him, Loki then unbuttons his pants before shucking them down before lubing up his cock with your slick. "Tell me if it hurts, darling." He warns before aligning the tip of his cock with your dripping pussy.

You nod in response, bucking your hips in an attempt to make him slide in, unfortunately, it was futile try. Loki only smirks, the shadows forming behind from the skylight move to your wrists, holding them firmly above your head. More of the black clouds swarm around your now nude breasts.

"Tell me, sweetling, do you want your nipples sucked while I fuck your cunt?" He moves his cock away from your pussy, slapping your clit with it—it jolts your body and you can't tell if you love it or hate it. The latter was what you went for.

"Please, master..." You whine, the shadows circle your nipples before pinching them, you yelp from surprise but the sound quickly fades into a loud moan when Loki sheaths himself inside of you. "Give... give me it, master, fuck me!"

Loki smirks, licking his lips before kissing you harshly. His hips begin to buck, his cock instantly hitting the special spot deep within you.

"Oh! Yes, master, there!" You shout, the flowers only make his greed for you hungrier.

The sensation around your nipples only increases, the shadows begin to pull, flick, pinch, and even slap the sensitive nubs. It makes the building feeling in your stomach so much worse, the urge to cum begging to be released.

You see Loki's smirk grows as he stares at you, his cock sliding in and out of you in a fast pace, the sound of skin on skin filling the greenhouse—along with your moans and your husbands grunts.

The shadows form a suction like feeling around your nipples, you're so close to cumming it hurts. You can tell it's the same for him, the way his face clenches and twitches. A loud moan passes his lips.

"Oh? Would you look at that, darling..." He presses on your lower stomach, you look down and see his cock through your flesh.

"L-Loki!" You moan. "Master, I'm so close... please let me cum?" You plea.

"Yes." Thrust. "You." He picks up his pace. "Can." Loki's shadows squeeze your nipples harder. "Cum." One of his hands trail from your waist to your lower regions "With." His fingers stroke your clit. "Me."

You moan his name, screaming it as you cum down on his cock. Loki soon follows in suit, his release shooting deep inside of your cunt.

"Master!" You shout, he doesn't stop his movements, he drags a second orgasm out of you within a second.

You look up as you climax, the moon filling the sky, stars looking so tiny from this realm. You couldn't think of a better way to experience a new place, cumming under the stars with the man you love, your husband and god, a man who would kill for you.

Your lover.

Your Loki.

Yours.

[multifandom-worlds]

Loki's Missus and Midnight Whiskey Kisses

Genre: fluff? Frankly, I don't know.

Word count: 1.6k

Warnings: Alcohol, the reader not liking Thor.

Authors note: Another addition to Life in Asgard! There may be a little bit of Queer-baiting at the end; however, in the series, Lady Laufeyson (us) is Bi, so. Other than that - enjoy!

Tagging:

@simplyholl @holdmytesseract @lokiprompts @dryyoursaltyoceantears @buttercupcookies-blog @ladyofthestayingpower @sarahscribbles

The Avengers compound was filled with laughter and conversation - people mingling and caterers catering. Tony had all of New York’s elites over for a New Year’s Eve celebration - that included you, Loki and the rest of the Avengers. You didn’t exactly want to go, but Loki convinced you by promising a kiss at midnight - that was all you needed. You donned a sexy velvet green dress, complete with a plunging neckline, two thigh slits and sleeves. 

“Do we have to, Loki? I want to be back in Asgard with you, where we can be open about our relationship.” You ask, putting on your jewellery at the vanity, leaving your Asgardian engagement and wedding ring in their box. She looked down at her hand, once adorned with Loki’s rungs, now bare, sighing. “Why can’t we live in Asgard permanently? Tony wouldn’t care as long as I’m safe.”

Loki’s arms snake around your midsection, placing a soft kiss on the exposed part of your shoulder. “I know, my Dove, this is not the most comfortable situation to be in, but I assure you, as soon as our presence is no longer required, we can head back home. I don't myself care about being here for such demonstrations of wealth.”

You cover his hands with yours, resting your head against his shoulder. “Let's go get this over with.” You chuckle slightly, looking up at him. He kisses your cheek before backing away, granting you room to stand. “I’ll go first; you come a few minutes later, so.”

Loki chuckles, “My Queen, I am hardly ready myself.” You turn to face him, only to see he is, in fact, wearing nothing but a pair of boxer briefs, the thin material pulled tight over his hips and thighs. Your face burns, seeing him so skimpily clad. Sure, you’ve seen his entire body before, but something about being at your brother’s made it feel like the first time.

“Loki! How can you expect me to leave when you’re half-naked?” You groan, running a manicured finger along the contours of his torso. He only laughs in response before placing his hands on your hips and spinning you towards the door, giving you a gentle push. 

“All in due time, Dove. Now go so I can ready myself, and I will meet you there.” You turn around to give him a quick kiss before you go, only to see he shut the door. You grumble before making your way to the elevator, meeting up with Natasha and Wanda on their way down.

The ride down to the first floor was nothing more than you 3 paying each other compliment after compliment, expressing desires to see what was under the dress, mostly coming from Nat. “That dress would look so much better on my floor.” Nat laughs.

Wanda smacks her arm gently. “You’re not a God, Nat; she’s not interested,” Wanda retorts with a laugh. Wanda, Nat and Tony were the only ones you trusted with the knowledge of your marriage to Loki; they’re the only ones you trusted. You knew the girls wouldn’t say anything, and Tony didn’t want to risk losing his sister again, not like the first time, not like that day in the rain.

Before the elevator door even opened, you three could hear the din of the party. You rub your temples, already anticipating the headache that’s going to come from this as you step out of the elevator. Thor and Tony were there to greet you. “Good evening, Lady Stark,” Thor bows, taking your hand and kissing your knuckles. It takes all your strength not to gag.

As soon as your hand was free of Thor’s grip, Tony immediately put a glass in it, preventing any further awkward encounters. He wraps his arm around your shoulder, leading you deeper into the party, introducing you to the upper echelon of New York - governors, military personnel, you name it, your brother invited them.

While you are busy being paraded around with your brother, Loki finally enters the party, only to be greeted by his brother. “Brother, you must see how beautiful Lady Stark looks this evening. I believe tonight is the night she finally accepts my advances.”

A searing heat burns in Loki’s fist, thinking about Thor trying to woo you, so he offers up a challenge, knowing he cannot resist a challenge. “If you believe so strongly about this, you wouldn’t mind some friendly competition, would you, Brother? The goal of the evening to get the Lady Stark to share a kiss with us at midnight. Do you accept this challenge?”

Thor contemplated for a second before he agreed to the challenge, just as Loki knew he would. Lucky for you, Natasha was within earshot of the whole conversation. She comes up to you, prying you away from Tony before whispering in your ear, “Thor and Loki are going to have a competition this entire party to see which one of them you’re going to kiss at midnight; just a heads up.”

You roll your eyes, annoyed that you’re going to have to tolerate Thor’s pitiful attempts to win you over. “Why would Loki subject me to something like that.” You whine to Nat, taking a nice big drink of your drink. “He really is the worst sometimes. He kicked me out even though he was half-naked? Like he got to watch me dress, why couldn’t I watch him?”

Nat chuckles in response before Thor makes his way over to you, Loki hot on his heels, a mischievous glint in his eye and a smile on his lips. “Lady Stark, you look elegant tonight,” Thor spoke, his hand brushing against your arm. 

“T-thank you, Thor.” you stutter, caught off guard by the fact he touched you. Was this the standard way of courting on Asgard? Loki mouths a quick apology, although you know he is not sorry in the slightest. Loki walks up; this time, it is his turn to pay you a compliment.

In keeping with the theme, Loki arched his eyebrow, “A lady who likes the harder stuff, that’s my kind of woman.” He walks away to refill your drink. Thankfully, Natasha swoops in and steals you away again, giggling the entire way out onto the balcony.

“You look absolutely ravishing tonight, Lady Stark. Might I tempt you with a second drink?” He asks, putting on all the charm he can muster. You hold back your giggles - something about the way he spoke or the exaggerated theatrics of the compliment was funny to you.

“Another whiskey, if you may, sir.” You answer, handing him your glass. 

“That was so dramatic.” She laughs as Loki returns with your drink, shutting the balcony door behind him and hiding in the shadows. “ What made you make this silly competition anyway, Loki?”

Leaning against the wall, Loki smiles mischievously. “My brother has always fancied my wife, even before she was my wife. It's time to show him and the rest of New York who she really belongs to. Make it look like I won her over tonight.”

You roll your eyes again with a faint giggle. “You really are the worst, you know that, Love?” You take the drink from his hand before turning towards the balcony door, sliding it back open. “I’ll see you in there; see if you can win me over by the night’s end.” You wink before stepping back inside.

Thor and Loki spent the rest of the party flirting with you in 2 distinctly opposite ways. 

An “You’re so pretty” from Thor

A “Gods, you are breathtaking; Freyja would be envious.” from Loki. An “I would make love to you all day long” from Thor.

An “I will be having you screaming all night long” from Loki.

By the time 11:55 pm rolls around, you are half drunk and thoroughly exhausted from this entire ordeal. Thor and Loki stand beside each other, ready to hear which one of them won the honour of ringing in the new year on your lips.

However, you decided to make them sweat a little bit, your payback for what they put you through. You slink over to them, running manicured fingers along Thor’s chest before walking over to your husband, grabbing his tie and pulling him in so he was just mere millimetres away from your lips before backing away again. 

“I choose…” You begin, looking between the two of them before looking over at Natasha. “....Nat.” Natasha winks at the boys before fully embracing you, hands in your hair and everything, before pulling you in for a sloppy, exaggerated kiss.

10…

You two break apart in a fit of giggles, this being your plan the entire time. “You should see your face right now, love.” You say, walking over to Loki and placing your arms around his neck. His hands rest on your hips as a faint chuckle falls from his lips.

“That was not the intended end, but I definitely did not mind watching that.” He teases, pulling you tight to his body as the countdown begins. 

9…

8…

6…

“Do I get the honours of having your midnight kiss?”

7…

5…

“Every year, Loki.”

4…

3…

2…

His lips find yours in a heated, desperate kiss, fingers digging into your hips as he deepens the kiss.

1…

One minute, you could hear everyone shouting, “Happy New Year!” the next, the peaceful serenity you learned to associate with Asgard. You pull away from your husband, resting your forehead against his. “Happy New Year, my love. There is no one else I would rather ring it in with.”

“Really? You looked pretty into that kiss with Miss Romanoff.” He teases, kissing your nose. 

“Oh, shut up and just kiss me again.” 

“With pleasure”

[ghxstwinter]

[ identity theft ] for POSTER’S MUSE to confront SENDER’S MUSE over something an evil specter version of themselves did. (&&, reversed @glxrious-purpose​ )

This whole blackout was something that Bucky hadn’t expected coming back to. Then again, when did the stars ever truly align for him? It was always a fight, one way or another. There were some sort of...visions? He didn’t know how to explain it. He was still trying to adjust to things in the 21st century as is. He hadn’t met Loki before, but had seen footage. Had seen what had happened in the city, what had brought the Avengers together in the first place, it seemed. Now, he was claiming to him that he had done something, something bad. It made Bucky’s stomach churn. He didn’t do that anymore. He didn’t.

“What the hell are you on about?” Bucky snapped, trying to keep the bite out of his tone, but not being to help how defensive his tone was. “I don’t do that shit anymore. I don’t.” Was he trying to convince Loki, or himself? 

[itsbxtgirl-a]

14) “I would rather eat glass for the rest of my life than eat whatever this is.” @glxrious-purpose​

Steph stared at the man and merely blinked, unsure exactly what to say to that. “It’s a hot dog, dude.” She sighed and tapped her foot a bit, “I mean, I get it. Vegan and vegetarian eating habits are a sustainable alternative and helps the Earth, but man...a hot dog just hits sometimes. Besides, Gotham hot dogs come from even shadier looking carts and I have only gotten food poisoning once.” She informed him while grabbing her order from the man at the cart, “don’t knock it until you try it!” 

[cfdxspair]

Loki sat on the floor with his back leaned up against a wall in the corner of the palaces library. It was extremely unlikely that Thor and his friends would enter such a place; the God of Thunder had many talents, but being intelligent wasn’t one of them. However, he preferred to keep himself out of sight nonetheless in hopes that his brother or anyone else might keep from bothering him. Out of the corner of his eye Loki spotted movement. The woman was quick in her stride and had it been anyone else she might have been able to sneak by unnoticed, but the God of Mischief had a habit of being hypervigilant with his surroundings.  “So it seems we’re both ignoring our responsibilities today,” he said, eyes still glued to the book in his hand.

@frombehindpaleeyes​

[aerugonian]

A quick sketch based off a side note in the fic Principle of Loss regarding the loss of Loki’s seidr being a little like a veteran RPG gamer who unexpectedly lost their high stats avatar and had to start all over with the starter equipment and stats, and keeps forgetting to alter their attack style accordingly. I couldn’t resist.

[oopsitsstella]

Lullaby

Thor Odinson x Reader, Platonic! Loki Laufeyson x Reader

Fandom: The MCU

Summary: When Thor and Y/N are fatally wounded in battle, Loki looks after his niece and nephews

Warnings: Mentions of battle, talks of severe wounds (no descriptions), babies crying, Soft! Loki, Uncle Loki

A/N: Here is a link to the lullaby featured in the story, in case you want to listen to it. The lyrics are included in the story, but they are in Swedish, but you can find English subtitles on the YouTube video

It was a day of mourning on Asgard, it had been since that morning.

Asgard’s army had been called away to battle, Thor and Y/N, Asgards King and Queen, leading the troops, and while the battle was won, it was not without cost.

Many soldiers had paid with their lives, and most others returned severely injured, including the Thunder God and his wife.

Frigga was taking care of the Princess and her younger brothers while their parents were away.

The princess, Thrud, was a very independent young girl, and very smart for her age, so when she caught a glimpse of her parents being sent to the Healing Wing, she immediately knew something was wrong. She raced after them, as quickly as she could, but was stopped short of the door.

“No! Let me in!” She called loudly, fighting against the force holding her back.

“Shh, no, petal.” She knew the voice immediately. Loki.

“Let me in!” She repeated, but Loki wouldn’t let up.

“No, I’m not letting you see that.” Loki said firmly, watching the doors to the Healing Wing shut. “You’ll see them when they’re better, they need rest now.”

Thrud turned around once the doors shut, tightly hugging her uncle, who was quick to hug her back.

“They’ll be alright, butterfly, I promise.” He said. “They’re strong, they’ll be fine.”

“How are they?”

Loki stood beside his mother, looking over Thor and Y/N’s unconscious forms. “They’re stable. For now, at least.” Frigga said. “We’ve done all we can for now, now we can only wait and see how they take it, and go from there.”

Loki nodded solemnly, looking down at the floor.

“What happened, Loki?” He looked up again at Frigga’s voice.

“We were caught off guard.” He said. “One of the enemy got a lucky strike at Y/N, and… you know how Thor gets when she gets hurt.”

Frigga nodded understandingly, and silence settled over the room, the only sound coming from Thor and Y/N’s slow breathing, signaling that they were both still alive.

“How are Thrud and the boys?”

“Well, the boys are a bit too young to understand the situation, aren’t they?” Loki sighed. “Thrud is… she’s worried. She’s smart, she understands what’s going on.”

“She got her mother’s quick thinking and it shows.”

“Well, she certainly didn’t get it from Thor, did she?”

It was later that day, dinner had just recently ended, and Loki realized that getting Magni and Moði to sleep was going to be a challenge.

His brother had told him how stubborn the boys were, that it would take hours to get them to sleep. That is, until Y/N found a lullaby that put the boys to sleep almost immediately.

But apparently, it only worked when it was their parents singing to them. Loki had tried multiple times, as had Frigga, but the boys remained awake.

“You’re as stubborn as your father, did you know that?” He said, mostly to himself, as Magni and Moði continued crying.

Loki took a moment to step outside the room, taking a deep breath to gather his head. It wasn’t often he was left dumbfounded, but he truly cared about his niece and nephews. He couldn’t just leave them awake the whole night.

That’s when an idea entered his mind. He stepped just inside the door, keeping his distance from the twins beds, and with a flourish of his hand, two illusions appeared in the room, perfect copies of Y/N and Thor. Magni and Moði immediately calmed down, even if just a little bit, at the sight of their parents, as the illusions sat down in the two chairs next to the beds.

Vargen ylar i nattens skog,

han vill men kan inte sova.

Hungern river hans vargabuk,

och det är kallt i hans stova.

Du varg, du varg, kom inte hit,

ungen min får du aldrig.

By the end of the lullaby, the twins were both fast asleep, and the illusions ceased to exist. Loki smiled to himself as he exited the room, and practically tripped over Thrud, who was standing just outside.

“Hello, butterfly.” He said quietly, crouching down to her height. “How’re you doing?”

“I’m worried about mamma and pappa.” She mumbled, and Loki smiled sympathetically.

“I understand that you are, and that’s okay.” He said. “You can’t, and don’t have to be brave every moment.

“Do you know what? Even your father gets scared.”

“Does he?” Thrud asked , and Loki chuckled.

“He does. Before he asked your mother to marry him, he was a nervous wreck.” Loki said, and Thrud giggled. “But people don’t look down on him because he gets scared, do they?” He asked, and Thrud shook her head.

“Exactly. Don’t be afraid to show your emotions.” Loki said. “If people have a problem with it, then that’s exactly what it is. Their problem.”

“Can we go see them?” Thrud asked hesitantly after a moment, and Loki smiled.

“Of course we can, Petal.” He said, and led his niece to the Healing Wing.

Thor and Y/N’s room was quiet, the slight creak of the door sounding much louder than usual in the silence. Y/N’s bed was closer, so that’s where Thrud went first.

“Hello Mamma.” She said. “I missed you today. Sif helped teach me more about the sword today, and she said my hair was pretty too. When you wake up, I’m gonna show you everything new I learned.

Thrud kissed the top of her mother’s hand, like she’d seen Thor do so many times, before moving over to her fathers bed, Loki silently watching.

“Hi Pappa.” She said. “I missed you today too. I watched Magni and Moði today with Grandma when Uncle Loki was busy, and Grandma helped me braid my hair too. And Sif said my braid was pretty.” Loki couldn’t see it, but he could hear Thrud smiling.

“Goodnight Pappa.” She said, hugging what she could reach of her fathers arm. “Goodnight Mamma.” She did the same to Y/N, before her and Loki left the room, to get Thrud to bed.

“They’ll be alright, petal, I promise.” Loki promised as Thrud tucked herself into bed. “They’ll wake up soon.”

“I know they will.” Thrud said. “Because they’re so strong.”

“That they are.” Loki smiled. “Goodnight, petal.”

“Goodnight Loki.”

“Mamma!”

The next morning, Frigga led Thrud to her parents healing room, promising good news. When they entered, Thrud immediately launched herself at her mother, seeing her awake.

“Hello my darling.” Y/N smiled, hugging her daughter tightly once she was secure in her lap. “How are you doing today?”

“I’m good. Especially now that you and Pappa are okay.”

“I’m sorry we worried you.” Y/N apologized, running a hand through her daughters hair.

“It’s okay. You’re awake now.”

“But look at that, your father isn’t.” Y/N said, glancing to her left to look at her sleeping husband. “I think you should wake him, we can’t have him asleep now, can we?”

“Isn’t he still hurt?” Thrud asked worriedly, but her mother only smiled.

“Trust me.” She said, and Thrud jumped off her lap and over to her fathers bed.

“Pappa?” She asked, poking at Thor’s arm.

She’d barely stood there for a second before Thor shot up from the bed and pulled Thrud into his arms, playfully roaring, Thrud shrieking with laughter.

“Pappa!”

“Good morning Princess.” Thor smiled, kissing his daughter's forehead.

Yesterday was a day of mourning. But the King and Queen were alive and well, this was a day of joy.

[tarithenurse]

Stolen - 40

Fandom: MCU Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x fem!gifted!reader Content: Angst, uncertainty, surprises, thinly veiled threats, a bit of lore. A/N: Now that the D+ Loki series has aired, I just want to point out that this fic is NOT related to that. The only thing in common between the two is the background (ie: the MCU movies). Ask or re-blog for tag.

40. Count to Six and Die

...   Loki  ...

This is the room. [Y/N]’s scent still lingers in the air, dominating those of metal and leather. And people he ought to avoid. The furniture is sparse; the evidence of what has transpired downright rare as only a single slipper lies abandoned, kicked towards a corner – likely by accident as the owner was taken away. Loki isn’t sure why he picks it up. He tells himself that he intends to return it to the Midgardian though a cruel thought whispers that it will be a souvenir now that he has lost her.

Turning the light footwear over in his hands, a piece of paper falls out, fluttering towards the floor only to be caught before it lands. The jotun’s fingers tremble as he unfolds it, tainting with blue as he takes in the parallel lines that form a curve and the sentence beneath: “I see you”.

It’s tempting to reach into the pocket realm and grasp the Tessaract, using it to reach Himinbjorg swiftly, but it would be foolish to risk it falling in the wrong hands because that is still what the Asgardians are until an official alliance has been forged. Frowning, Loki worries if that is still a possibility. What did you do, my love? Then he shakes his head, turns on his heel, and sets out on the long walk along dark corridors and backstreets.

...

The last stretch towards the golden observatory seems to take forever. Knowing it would be open and exposed on Bifrost, Loki has donned the disguise of an Einherjar, yet it hardly seems sufficient to hide the frown or the icy grip of fear in his guts that seems to reach out and grab his limbs and slow him down. A fleeting memory of childhood nightmares shimmers somewhere in his mind, a sensation of running in sand with all his might...without ever moving out of the place. At least he makes progress now.

If the former prince had entertained any hopes that [Y/N] might have been at Heimdal’s outpost, he’d have been horribly disappointed – only the amber-eyed watcher is present, standing rigidly at his post with his hands resting on the hilt of the two-hander as if to ground him while he gazes across the multitude of realms.

“Who would have thought...” Heimdal speaks softly as if to space itself, “that the God of Mischief abandons all caution for the sake of a mortal.” He finally turns to face who others would perceive to be a soldier. “A Midgardian, nonetheless.”

Loki doesn’t grant him other answers than dropping the magical veil. It feels good to wear his leather armour again, the long daggers resting snugly against his hips and the helmet weighing upon his brow. My crown.

The two men say nothing for a long minute, merely studying one another during a discreet stalemate which, if broken, would throw Asgard into chaos.

Finally, Heimdal sighs and glances towards the stars once more. “Who knew a mere Midgardian had the power to unleash an avalanche of events such as this? The Älfir forces are mobilizing in response to her distress call, yet...I feel something else moving in the shadows beyond my sight. Something of a far more threatening nature.”

Loki’s ears perk up at this. A shiver runs down his spine, carrying with it a bluish tint on his skin before he manages to suppress it. “You suspect, [Y/N] has been telling the truth?”

The Watcher’s laughter is soft and warm. “Not all she has said seems to have been lies.”

“Where is she?”

Golden eyes meet green. “You are not here for that.” Loki is tempted to protest the statement but decides to wait and see. “You are fortunate that the All-Mother, and prince Thor are supporting the claim of Thanos’ existence...even Arox, your former associate, is adamant in this.”

“As he should be,” the Jotun interjects, “his home world was destroyed at the whims of the Mad Titan.”

“Not unlike what you sought to do to Midgard.”

Loki sneers at the accusation. “I would have been benevolent compared to Thanos!”

Silence trickles through the golden building while Heimdal considers the outburst. It is impossible, even for the Trickster god to decipher what thoughts are moving behind the calm exterior.

“I see...”

Resentment rises like bile within Loki. “You see? You see?!” he hisses, uncaring about the frost forming on the floor around him. “You do not see, Gate Keeper. If you did, then this farce would be unnecessary and the withering fool sitting on the throne would be busy mustering his own armies! If you had seen -” his voice falters slightly but he pushes through nonetheless -”then [Y/N] would be safe for a while rather than facing a double threat -”

“Loki Odinso-”

“I am not his son!”

For once, Heimdal’s calm wanes at the younger male’s onslaught. Hands wrapped tightly around the hilt, the golden eyes are averted as if in shame. The memory of the damned discovery stands clear in Loki’s mind as though it was yesterday that he discovered the truth about his heritage. Time is an illusion. The time he spent at Thanos’ mercy before finally “proving his worth” had dragged by at the pace of amoebas until the plan to conquer Midgard began to take form as the God of Mischief whispered in the dark to those closer to his captor. Not unlike now, he had worked from the shadows until his chess pieces were lined up according to his needs and he was ready to step into the light. The control he had lost when he first laid eyes on the Casket of Ancient Winters. Laid hands on. His world had changed. His life had been a lie.

Now he wants to protect the life he’s trying to create for himself.

“King Odin and you may be different in most aspects, but can you deny your kinship to Frigga?” Heimdal breaks through the storm of thoughts. “It would not be amiss to address you as Loki Friggason rather than any of the two males accredited your existence.” There’s a smile on the Keeper’s lips as he waits for an answer.

If I kill him now, the plan will surely fail and I won’t get [Y/N] back. “Let us set aside this meaningless chatter. I demand you explain why you’ve asked me here, with no witnesses even.” And where. Is. My. Mortal?

For the first time since Loki’s arrival, Heimdal moves. Sitting down on the steps to the dais from which he can control the Bifrost, the eternal guardian abandons all defences with a sigh and then repeats it as Loki remains standing ever vigilant. “As I said…the army of Alfheim travels towards Asgard and yet…I find my eyes straining to catch a glimpse of the actions hidden by the shadows. You theorize it may be Thanos’ forces…then was the Chitauri defeated by the Midgardians only a part of his might?”

“Merely a small fraction.” The raven-haired god steps around to take a seat too. At a decent distance.

“Hmm…that is disconcerting to hear.” In the pause that grows between them, the men can hear the torrents of water falling into nothingness outside Himinbjorg. It drowns out the sounds of the city sprawled around the golden palace on shore. “I believe it is time for you to step forward, Loki.”

The man in question scoffs. “And what good would that do? The old fool would focus on his hatred towards me rather than the real problems.”

“You wouldn’t stand alone,” a different voice argues.

Jumping to his feet, Loki turn to come face to face with his former friends. Fandral is a few feet ahead of the others and sports his dazzling smile, like always, while it’s in the troubled looks of Sif and Volstagg that the animosity after the events with the Frost Giants lingers.

Where others might have felt a surge of hope at the sight of old friends, Loki’s instincts rage at him for having let them come this close. To catch him unaware. Theirs and Heimdal’s reactions to his sudden movement are as he would have expected – reaching for their weapons and spreading out – and the fact that none of them draw steel isn’t enough to calm Loki’s nerves.

“Why would you take my side?” he asks coldly.

Glances are exchanged before Sif rolls her eyes at her friends’ hesitation. “Don’t mistake this for trust or friendship. What you did…you still have to atone for it in spite of Thor’s pleas that there were mitigating circumstances.” Each word is spat at the fallen prince but he ignores the contempt. “The All-Father’s order is to have you arrested or killed on sight…however that will have to wait until the current problems have been solved.”

How noble, the Jotun mocks silently. “And for now?”

As it turns out, Sif and the Warriors Three have done their part. Aiding Thor in the investigation into [Y/N]’s claim, together they have cast a light on countless inconsistencies and deaths. Entire planets at the brink of destruction where the few survivors speak of the same threat as her; as Arox; as Loki. Wretched mourners lamenting the devastation caused by a vast army, mingling with a variety of races led by a titan or by some one claiming to be one of his children and carrying out his will.

And then there are the ancient tales which Frigga has helped unearth. They speak of the creation. How ancient being shaped all of existence and time itself according to their will before distilling their potential into ingots of unimaginable power.

Loki knows this story. Maybe not all the details, but he has listened to Thanos’ desire to obtain these Infinity Stones…and what he would do with them. One step closer…yet too far from what is needed.

“Do not take my words for lack of appreciation,” he begins slowly, “this…your dedication is more than I dared hope for. This is Thanos, though.”

Taking the opportunity, Heimdal turns from the view of space to address the group. “Agreed. King Odin will have to be convinced and that will not be possible with a hostile force surrounding the realm. Alfheim’s show of fidelity to the healer of their Priestess can be put to better use if given a chance; likewise, Asgard have allies both within and beyond the Nine which could be alerted already.”

“That is dangerously close to treason,” Volstagg points out.

“The risk of being unprepared is greater.”

Loki only listens halfheartedly to the discussion of how to go about the escalation until Odin has been convinced – the jotun’s heart is barely in it although it’s a goal he has been working meticulously towards. Now that the initials tension has dissipated, he’s left with the same driving need that brought him out to Himinbjorg.

”Where is [Y/N]?” his question silences everyone. No one open their mouths, not even Fandral who had proclaimed his love to the mortal. Instead, their hands busy themselves with unimportant distractions as they allow the silence to drown out the falling ocean. Only Heimdal looks Loki in the eyes. “You claim to see everything, hear everything,” Loki argues, “and you were there! Tell me!”

The golden gaze never wavers despite the regret filling them. “I swore to my queen not to tell you.”

More secrets! “Then she knows!” A shimmer dances with the black hair and the cape, covering all of his being with a new illusion as Loki strides onto Bifrost.

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Loki Series Rewrite (AKA Loki Series but with Squirrel Girl): Ep 1

Hey guys! Long story short, I wasn’t a fan of the Loki series, so I decided to make my own rewrite (including my favorite Marvel character, Squirrel Girl!) These are basically a collection of scenes that I would’ve either added or rewritten to improve the show. Btw, this is a continuation of my Endgame rewrite where Loki comes back to life after dying in Infinity War, so the Loki in this version is modern-day Loki, not 2012 Loki. Also, the whole Loki x Sylvie self-cest thing made me VEEERRRRY UNCOMFY, so I got rid of it. Their relationship is purely platonic in this. Anyways, enjoy! (This work is in screenplay format.)

INT. TVA - DAY

We pan through the TVA and see agents at work, checking timelines and watching training videos. We see various TVA posters warning about variants and "protecting the sacred timeline."

We then cut to RAVONNA RENSLAYER in her office. She is at her desk, sorting through files. Suddenly, an agent bursts in.

AGENT

Ma'am, we have a situation.

Ravonna follows the agent to a computer, where we see a timeline branching off from the main one.

AGENT

Is this the variant we've been searching for?

Ravonna glances at the computer and nods.

RAVONNA

About damn time...

EXT. CHICAGO BAR, 1986 - NIGHT

We see a woman with long, black hair and a green dress chatting with a man in a bar. The song "Devil Woman" by Cliff Richard is playing in the background.

MAN

Can I interest you in another drink, beautiful?

The woman lets out a flirty laugh and blushes.

WOMAN

Oh, you're too kind.

The man turns to the bartender.

MAN

Hey, can you get my girl here a...

(He turns to the woman.)

What can I get you, honey?

WOMAN

Surprise me.

The man turns back to the bartender.

MAN

You heard her.

The woman has a devilish smirk on her face as she watches them. The man turns back to her as the bartender starts mixing a drink.

MAN

You know, I feel selfish. I've been talking so much about myself, but I still don't know a thing about you.

WOMAN

Well... what do you want to know?

Suddenly, another man approaches them.

MAN #2

Hey, what do you think you're doing with my date?!

MAN

Your date? She's mine, asshole!

MAN #2

I caught her first!

(He turns to the woman.)

I'm sorry, honey, is this guy bothering you?

MAN

Bothering her?! You listen here, shithead-

He grabs the other man and they begin to wrestle with each other.

WOMAN

(Playfully)

Oh no, please don't fight over me...

As the men grow more violent, a bit of green magic shoots out of the woman's hand, causing the first man's wallet to fly into her grasp. She slips by the men, undetected as the bartender tries to break them up. Outside the bar, the woman walks off. With a smirk, she shifts into LOKI, now in his male form. He unveils the tesseract with magic and disappears.

INT. THE BENATAR - NIGHT

Loki reappears in the Guardians' ship, where Thor and the Guardians of the Galaxy are waiting for him. Loki smirks.

LOKI

Another successful venture.

THOR

Did they fight?

LOKI

Like bilgesnipe.

Thor bursts into laughter, and Loki hands Rocket the wallet.

LOKI

I also got the wallet, as requested. Although, I don't think Midgardian currency will have much value on the far side of the galaxy.

ROCKET

Who cares about the money? I just wanted the wallet.

(He dumps out the dollar bills and admires the wallet.)

This is nice leather...

LOKI

Anyone else have any travel requests?

QUILL

Oh, I got a whole bunch.

NEBULA

Quit acting like children. An infinity stone is not a toy to be played with.

LOKI

Oh, please. The tesseract and I go far back. If anyone can control it, I can.

ROCKET

You know, I'm starting to think you've just gotten sick of being around us, and now you're just looking for an excuse to get away.

LOKI

I will neither confirm nor deny that.

THOR

By that, he means "yes."

ROCKET

That's pretty rude of you, grease weasel.

Loki scowls at him.

DRAX

Can you travel to Kylos? I would greatly enjoy having some trego fruit again.

LOKI

Certainly.

The tesseract starts to glow in his hands.

INT. TVA - DAY

The agent and Ravonna are still at the computer.

AGENT

He's using the stone again. He's going to time-jump.

RAVONNA

Block it. Intercept him.

The agent presses a button.

EXT. MONGOLIA - DAY

Loki crash lands in the Gobi Desert and wakes up, looking utterly confused as a group of villagers approach him.

VILLAGER

(in Mongolian)

Who are you? Why have you come to our home?

Loki raises an eyebrow and opens his mouth to respond. Suddenly, a portal opens and several TVA agents enter. They lean down to examine the tesseract, and Loki abruptly rushes over to them.

LOKI

Don't touch that!

The agents ready their prune sticks. Suddenly, HUNTER B-15 opens a portal and enters.

HUNTER B-15

It appears to be a standard sequence violation.

(She checks her tem-pad)

Branch is growing at a stable rate and slope. Variant identified.

LOKI

I beg your pardon?

HUNTER B-15

On behalf of the Time Variance Authority, I hereby arrest you for crimes against the sacred timeline. Hands up.

The agents activate their prune sticks.

HUNTER B-15

You're coming with us.

LOKI

I'm sorry, who's "us"?

Hunter B-15 activates her own prune stick.

HUNTER B-15

Last chance, variant.

Loki chuckles.

LOKI

Look, I don't know who the hell you seem to think you are... But if you don't mind, this is actually your last chance.

(Beat)

Now get out of my way.

Before he can attack, Hunter B-15 strikes him with her stick.

INT. TVA COURTROOM - DAY

Ravonna pounds her gavel.

RAVONNA

Next case, please!

Hunter B-15 forces Loki onto the stand.

RAVONNA

"Laufeyson"... Variant L1130, aka "Loki Laufeyson"...

LOKI

I prefer "Odinson," thank you.

After a pause, Ravonna shrugs.

RAVONNA

Very well...

(She crosses out "Laufeyson" on his case file and writes in "Odinson.")

Loki Odinson, you are charged with sequence violation 7-20-89. How do you plead?

Loki chuckles.

LOKI

Madam, a god doesn't plead. Look, this has been a very enjoyable pantomime, but I'd like to go home now.

RAVONNA

Are you guilty or not guilty, sir?

Loki smirks.

LOKI

Guilty of being the god of mischief, yes. Guilty of finding all of this incredibly tedious, yes. Guilty of a... "crime"... against the "sacred timeline"? Absolutely not, you have the wrong person.

RAVONNA

Oh, really? And who should we have?

LOKI

Well, in my defense, the only reason I ever came in possession of the tesseract is because the Avengers traveled back in time.

Mobius enters the courtroom.

RAVONNA

We're not here to talk about the Avengers. What they did was supposed to happen; you reviving yourself with the tesseract and running around time, causing chaos was not.

Loki laughs.

LOKI

I'm sorry - not supposed to happen according to whom?

RAVONNA

The timekeepers.

INT. TIME THEATER - DAY

Mobius is showing Loki clips of his life and trying to dig deeper into his psyche.

MOBIUS

You know, trying to kill all the frost giants, invading Earth, I don't see anything very mischievous about this...

He plays a clip of the bifrost nearly destroying Jotunheim. A family of frost giants runs in fear as the land is destroyed. A little girl screams as her father is vaporized by the blast. Loki is visibly uncomfortable.

MOBIUS

Look at that. Did you enjoy doing that?

LOKI

Enough of your games. You've made your point.

Ignoring him, Mobius plays the clip of him telling Kurse where to go.

MOBIUS

And then, you tried tricking the dark elves into finding Thor, but instead, you sent them right to Frigga.

Loki tenses when he sees Frigga fighting Malekith.

LOKI

I don't want to watch this.

He winces, trying to keep himself together, as he watches Malekith stab Frigga.

MOBIUS

Well, you're going to watch it. Because that's your life, that's the consequences of your actions, and that is the proper flow of time! Now, why don't you tell me, do you enjoy hurting people?

LOKI

I don't have to play your games-

MOBIUS

Do you enjoy killing?

LOKI

I'll kill you.

MOBIUS

What, like you did your mother?

Enraged, Loki tosses a chair at him. Mobius dodges it, and it flies through the hologram of Frigga's dead body. Loki lunges at Mobius, but he uses the time twister to send him back on the ground. Loki growls in pain.

MOBIUS

Sorry, the time twister just loops you, not the furniture. You weren't born to be king, Loki. You were born to cause pain and suffering and death. That's how it is, that's how it was, and that's how it always will be. All so that others can achieve their best versions of themselves.

LOKI

(Voice cracking)

That's not true. You're lying.

MOBIUS

It is true. Your life ended after Thanos snapped your neck, because you fulfilled your purpose of assembling the Avengers to destroy you. Your purpose was never to become a hero. You're a villain, and that will never change as long as the sacred timeline runs its course.

INT. TIME THEATER - DAY

After Loki escapes and returns to the time theater on his own, he finds a folder of papers on the table. He opens it and reads the first file. It reads "LOKI ODINSON - MAIN OBJECTIVES: MURDER, LIE, MANIPULATE. LIFE PURPOSE: CATALYST FOR THE AVENGERS. OBJECTIVE FULFILLED. LIFE TERMINATED. END OF FILE.

Horrified, Loki stares at the file as tears run down his face. After a moment, he starts laughing as Hunter B-15 enters.

HUNTER B-15

Something funny?

After a pause, Loki shakes his head.

LOKI

Glorious purpose...

INT. TIME THEATER - DAY

Loki is talking with Mobius after being apprehended again.

LOKI

I will admit, the TVA is... formidable. Even an infinity stone is useless here.

(Beat)

You're not going to let me return to my own timeline, are you?

(Beat)

MOBIUS

Normally, no, we wouldn't. But... if you help us... maybe the timekeepers might be willing to make an exception. A rogue variant's been killing our minutemen.

LOKI

And you need the god of mischief to help you stop him?

MOBIUS

That's right.

LOKI

Why me?

MOBIUS

The variant we're hunting is... you.

Have some actual Lady Loki yay! 

So yeah, the purpose of this episode was mainly to re-establish the show within the continuity of my version of Endgame. Squirrel Girl comes in next episode!

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Omertà👄13

Warnings: noncon sexual acts (intercourse); tags to be added throughout series

This is dark!Bucky and dark! Loki and explicit. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: Your father was a bookie and taught you everything you know about numbers. After his death, you were taken on as a bookkeeper for Loki Laufeyson, resident crime boss in Manhattan. But can you keep your place in the background when a man from Brooklyn threatens to drag you to the forefront?

Note: Alright, I cranked it out. Here ya go! 

Hope you enjoy it. Thank you. Love you guys!

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Steve got you back to the casino in one piece but you weren’t foolish enough to think it was because of your pathetic play with the pen. You suspected his behaviour hadn’t entirely been spontaneous. His boss surely had something to do with it though how, you couldn’t guess. 

You waited in the office on the second floor for the delivery of the carelessly selected furniture. After the scene against the desk, you were less than interested in your actual purpose in the store. Your selection had been impulsive and rushed.

You helped the men as they set up the large wooden desk and the purple suede chair you tacked onto the purchase. There was also a set of simple arm chairs that you placed opposite each other around the low table preserved from the casino’s skeleton and the jade paperweight better used as a bludgeon. 

You like the carved curlicues along the sides of the table and really didn’t mind the overall effect. It was much better than your former school-girlish set up in the antique shop. In fact, a third room had been cleared out to provide your own space though you noted that Bucky’s own separated you from Loki. A deliberate and heavy-handed move.

You locked your ledger in the second drawer as your irritated boss appeared and sneered at the mismatched set-up. You were thankful that he arrived alone. Though you suspected he did not feel the same. He crossed his arms as he refused to cross the threshold.

“It’s late,” He hissed.

You looked at him. He didn’t need to say anything else. His faced was drawn in a sharp scowl and his green eyes burned as they skittered around impatiently. You grabbed your bag and rounded the desk to meet him at the door.

“Thor?” You asked.

“Late. Still.” He turned and strode down the hallway, barely concerned about your presence as he did. “As always. I’m hardly surprised and yet I am entirely annoyed.”

You grumbled and followed him down the wide staircase to the foyer. The men continued their work, the hammering and drilling, as you passed. Outside, the air was cool and you could smell the water as its mist wafted over the boardwalk not far from the casino.

Silent, you dropped into the passenger seat of Loki’s car and he cleared his throat as he swung his long legs under the steering wheel. He shifted in the seat and shoved the keys in the ignition. His fingers tapped on the leather wheel before he turned the engine and roared away from the curb.

“Your little shopping spree,” He snarled. “How did that go?”

“It… went,” You sighed and leaned against the door. “I don’t dare ask about your own day.”

His knuckles whitened as he gripped the wheel even tighter and ignored a red light. He hissed as he kept his fiery gaze on the road ahead.

“That… imbecile…” He muttered. “And his damn one percent!”

You were quiet as you stared at the dashboard. You adjusted your bag in your lap and tangled your arm in the strap. You could smirk and say I told you so but that would do you no favour.

“I say one thing, he wants the other,” Loki continued. “As if I’m stupid enough not to realise it is all a joke to him. If I were to say the sky is blue, he’d declare it yellow. And--” Loki huffed and pulled a hand away from the wheel to smooth his hair. “You!”

Your eyes rounded in confusion as you peered over at him.

“I know he won’t leave you alone,” He growled. “He can’t leave my things alone. Like a child.”

You blinked and frowned. While his ire was mostly aimed at Bucky, you knew it would not be thrust upon him. You shook your head and turned back to the gaze out the windshield.

“And this business with the hotel rooms,” He carried on. “As if to keep us apart. To keep me from my toy.”

You hugged your bag tightly, growing irritated by his ranting. But his blatant disregard for you. The scabbed cut on your pelvis itched beneath your dress.

“Well, darling, he has only fed my appetite,” He smirked. “And I don’t care if the entire city should hear me sate it.”

“Christ,” You uttered as he pulled up to the front of the hotel. 

As he did, a man in a dark blue jacket approached and stood in wait at the curb. Loki shot you a warning look as you opened your door. He neared the valet and handed him his keys with a curt order not to manhandle it and his room number. 

You gave an apologetic smile to the employee and dug around in your bag. You fished out a fifty and offered it to him with a sorry before he could round the car.

You turned and found Loki with his arms crossed waiting by the hotel’s facade, the door held open by another man in a similar jacket. You hurried over, your heels loudly clicking across the walkway. He turned and preceded you as you struggled to keep up.

“I can pay my own way, darling,” He grumbled under his breath. “Speaking of.”

He held out his hand and you fished around for the black card. You slipped it into his palm as he swept over to the elevators and he quickly tucked it away. He hit the button and waited with his hand on his hip. He checked his phone and tutted under his breath.

“Fucking Thor,” He waved you forward as the doors slid open. “I swear.”

He got into the elevator with you and you watched his reflection in the doors as they closed. His eyes went to the ceiling as he roiled with anger and impatience. You didn’t see this turning out well. Your fears were confirmed as his gaze found your owned mirrored image and flared. His tongue poked out and the corner of his mouth curved.

He grabbed your elbow as the elevator dinged and he dragged you out with him. Your bag slipped down your other arm and you barely caught it before it hit the floor. You stumbled over your feet as he pulled out his room key and checked the number in the shiny folder. 

He slipped the card out with two fingers and stopped before the suite at the end of the hallway. He flicked it along the slot and the light flashed a pale purple as the lock sounded. He pushed inward and as good as flung you inside. You caught yourself on the small table beneath the regal mirror, a doorway just beside it which led to a darkened bathroom.

The door closed with a decisive click and Loki brushed past you. You set your bag down and watched him pace the large suite as he removed his jacket. A kitchenette, a luscious living space, a polished dining set, and an immense sliding glass door led to the high balcony. Another doorway at the other end of the suite led to what you assumed was the bedroom.

Loki tugged at his tie as he neared the sofa and pulled out his phone once more. One hand worked at untangling his tie as the other typed out something on the screen. He dumped both on the table behind him and turned back to the cushions.

“Come on,” He pointed to the couch. “I’m not in the mood to argue.”

You hesitated before you walked across the marble floor and onto the rich rug. You stopped at the end of the sofa and shook your head.

“Why--”

“No. No.” He grabbed your upper arm and pulled you towards him. “This entire day has been one big argument, I’ll not have another. Especially with you, darling.”

He spun you to face the couch and shoved you harshly. Your knees hit the edge and you fell awkwardly onto the cushion. He pushed you down so that your chest was against the back of the sofa as his other hand hiked up your dress. You wriggled and reached back to slap him away. He caught your wrist and twisted cruelly.

“Must we continue like this?” He snarled. “My patience with you runs thinner and thinner, darling, and I become more inclined to…” He squeezed your wrist and bent your arm further up your back until you whined. “Really make you suffer.”

You whimpered and he kept a hold of your wrist.

“Now do you prefer I break your arm then fuck you, or just the latter?” He added more pressure and you cried out.

“Ah, stop, stop!” You pleaded. “Fuck, Loki! Stop! Okay, okay!”

He released you harshly and your arm shook as you drew it away. You shakily touched your skirt and drew it over your thigh. He ripped it up entirely to your waist and pushed you against the couch so that your arms were bent between you and the upholstery. Your arm still throbbed as the blood rushed back to your hand.

“Good girl,” He smacked your ass sharply and his long fingers crept beneath the elastic of your panties and tugged them down just as roughly. 

He fumbled behind you and you heard the familiar metallic clink. You closed your eyes and hung your head. Maybe he would be quick. Ha, did it matter?

He stepped closer and you felt his smooth, swollen tip against your ass. He gripped your shoulder and bent you further. He guided himself down to your folds and rubbed along them. He growled and pushed into you without warning. You weren’t quite wet enough and it hurt. You bit into the heel of your hand as your other grasped the couch.

He rutted into you without pause. You grunted and gritted your teeth as you clung to the back of the sofa. He jerked your body with each thrust as his breaths grew heady. One hand kept hold of your shoulder as the other closed over your hip. His pelvis hit your ass with loud slaps and his groans sounded like bestial growls.

“Fuck,” He uttered as he sped up and dug his nails into your hip. “Come on, give me something.”

He slammed you back into him and you shuddered. You did your best to move your body in tandem with his. Your spine ached as he pounded into you harder and harder. You panted into the thick fabric of the sofa and clamped your lips shut as you held in the unbidden moans.

“Ah, shit. Darl--”

His voice died and he stopped suddenly, completely sheathed in you, as a knock came at the door. You lifted your head and he reluctantly slipped his hand from your shoulder. He pinched your ass as he pulled out of you. He took a breath and exhaled slowly.

“Fuck, must be our bags,” He stepped back and you carefully stood as he tucked his cock away and buckled his pants. 

He found his jacket slung over a chair and pulled it on in an attempt to hide his unspent arousal. You pulled your panties up and straightened your skirt as you turned to sit on the sofa. You clasped your hands over your lap as you watched him near the door. He cursed again as he peered through the peephole.

He grabbed the handle and shook his head as he slowly opened it. You were just as uneasy as him to find Thor on the other side. The older brother wasted no time as he grinned and entered with a casual ‘hey’. He pushed past Loki as he looked around, his eyes falling on you as you tried to keep your cool.

“This is quite the room,” Thor mused as he came close. He turned back as he reached the couch and looked to his brother. “Everything you need, eh?”

He flopped onto the couch next to you and stretched his arm behind you.

“All the amenities,” He winked and his arm fell down onto your shoulders.

Loki squinted and sighed. He took the chair where his jacket had formerly resided and shifted awkwardly on the seat.

“You’re late.” Loki declared.

“Well, shit, I had a lot to do before I could just leave behind your business,” Thor retorted as he played with the sleeve of your dress. “You know, Heimdall flew all the way from London, all night, so you know, unlike you, I do allow my workers some degree of humanity. He took a nap before we could get all sorted.”

“A nap?” Loki rolled his eyes.

“You ever let your sweet bookkeeper sleep?” Thor asked as his arm hugged you. “I can’t say I would but…” He glanced over at you. “She looks tired, doesn’t she?”

You wriggled and tried to draw away. He was strong and you suspected his brother would do little to aid your escape. You glared at Loki and his lips thinned.

“Oh… oh, did I interrupt something?” Thor chuckled. “Well, don’t mind me, it’ll be like I’m not even here.”

“You’re repulsive,” Loki snorted. “I am certain you might acquire your own board for the night.”

“Front desk says they’re all booked up for the night.” Thor clung to you as his other large hand rested on his thigh and he rubbed his trousers with his finger tips. “So looks like we’ll be rooming together, brother, hmm? Just like when we were boys.”

“Hopefully not,” Loki sneered. “You will take her room, then.”

“Ah, no, I could not inconvenience the girl. I see you’ve already done so.” Thor insisted. “Beside, we do have much to discuss, wouldn’t you agree?”

Loki leaned forward, his elbows on his knees as he steepled his fingers together and pressed his lips to them. His eyes bore into Thor and then flitted to you. He sat back and nodded.

“You’re right,” He said. “Darling, why don’t you go get settled in your rooms? I’ll send the porter with your bag when he arrives.”

You peeked over at Thor and slowly slid forward. You stood and his arm fell, his hand grazing your ass. You smoothed the front of your dress and cleared your throat.

“Alright.” Your legs felt unsteady as you swept to the entryway and scooped up your bag.

“It is business, brother,” Thor intoned. “Shouldn’t she stay?”

“We can go over numbers tomorrow,” Loki said. “And I would agree with you, she does look tired.” He looked over his shoulder and nodded. “Go on, darling. Enjoy your night. Alone.”

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Who’s The Dad?

Prompt: May I request #18, in the new prompt list? Story along with it, reader finds out she’s pregnant, she remembers vaguely waking up between two men (Loki) & (Thor) three months earlier after a rambunctious party at Tony’s Tower, she has no clue which of the two men are the father of her unborn child. ~ Requested by anonymous

Pairings: Reader x Loki, Reader x Thor

Warnings: Smutty-ish? Idk. Loki being a charmer. Drunk!Thor

A/N: This is a long-overdue request, so whoever requested this...I completely apologize.

You were sitting in the doctor’s office, staring at the tiles on the ground. Your legs were shaking as you longed for the appearance of your doctor. You heard the door click and looked up. Your doctor smiled softly and sighed. “It’s positive. You’re definitely pregnant.” She handed you a clipboard and you began rummaging through it. 

“No. No, it can’t be.” You slumped your shoulders and began rubbing your temples. “Y/N, what’s wrong? Aren’t you happy that you’re going to be a mom?” The doctor knelt down and placed a hand on your knee. You looked over to her and began to tear up. “Yes, I’m very excited. I just ran into an issue.”

She raised an eyebrow and stood up. “Yea? What’s that sweetie?” You shook your head and felt tears sting at your eyes. “I’m pregnant and I have no clue who the father is.”

3 months earlier

“Darling, you ready yet?” Loki called on the other side of the door. “Just a minute.” You were finishing the wing on your left eye and gave yourself one last glance int he mirror. Damn, you looked fine. “Ok Loki! Come in!” you called to your date. The door swung open to reveal an extremely handsome Loki Laufeyson. He was wearing his signature black suit, but there was something about it that made him look delicious. “Wow. You look hot, Loki. Like, whoa.” He walks toward you with his signature smirk plastered on his face. “And you look like a delicious snack, my pet.” 

You shuddered under his words as he snake his arms around your waist. “You sure you want to go to Stark’s party?” He said against your ear. You sighed as you breathed in his manly scent. “Yes, love. I haven’t been to one in so long. Please do this for me.” You pulled away and pouted. He tilted your head and pressed a kiss to your nose. “Always needy for me, darling.” You rolled your eyes and swatted at his arm. “C’mon dork.” 

When you walked downstairs, arm linked in Loki’s, everyone stopped chattering and stared at you. You froze on the steps not knowing what this situation was. Loki caught on to your resistance and whispered in your ear, “They’re just jealous, my love.” 

You smiled and waved to Tony who walked towards you “Hey hot stuff! I see you’ve brought the God of Mischief himself.” You smirked and looked up at Loki, who didn’t take his eyes off of you. Tony pulled you away from Loki, as if he didn’t want Loki hearing anything. “Are you two, like a thing?” He asked with concern in his face. You grabbed Tony’s arm and smiled softly. “Well, kind of. We really like each other and testing the waters, ya know?” He rolled his eyes and backed away. “Just looking out for you. I don’t trust him after New York.” 

You giggled and yelled, “TONY! That was years ago!” He shrugged and walked away. You felt a hand on the small of your back and looked at the giant towering over you. “Everything alright, love?” You nuzzled against him and nodded.

The party continued as usual. Tony, Nat, and Clint were playing Beer Pong. Steve, Sam, and Bucky were at the bar chatting away. Bruce, Wanda, and Vision were playing some sort of board game. But then there was Thor. He was staring at you from across the room, smiling and swirling his drink. You turned to see where Loki went, and when you turned back around you were face to face with a firm chest. “Hello princess. You look damn delicious in that little number.” He grabbed your hips and pulled you straight to him. “Hello to you too Thor.” You huffed. He held out a glass of wine. “Here have a drink, my love. Some Asgardian wine.” You looked at the glass and then him, and took it. Downing the drink, you shoved the glass back to him. “There, happy?” 

Finding Loki, you stumbled your way over to him, suddenly not feeling so good. Your vision starting going and you felt your body become dead weight. Arms caught you and looked to see Loki staring at you. “You ok, my love?” You shook your head. “Can we get out of here? I don’t feel so good.” He picked you up bridal style, to your room. 

Once you were in your room, he brought you to the bed and laid you down gently. He rushed to the bathroom to retrieve a glass of water and a couple of Aspirin to hopefully get rid of the pain. He set the items down on the nightstand next to you and sat on the bed. He smiled and tucked a piece of hair around your ear. “Have I ever told you that you’re gorgeous, my pet?” Feeling the alcohol consume you, you nodded. “And I have I ever told you, Loki Laufeyson, that ur one hellova god?” He chuckled lightly. “How much did you have to drink, love?” 

You shrugged and looked at him. You noticed that his dress shirt was partly unbuttoned. Reaching out to grab the collar you pulled his face to yours. “Make love to me, Loki.” He grabbed your hands and placed them at your sides. “Not when you’re like this.” You grabbed his arm and pulled his chest to yours. “Mmmm, don’t care. Need you.” He smirked and pulled you over his lap. “Always needy for your prince.” You felt how hard he was and began to roll your hips subconsciously. “Is this what you want, pet?” He began to thrust at you, earning moans.

You rolled your hips, needing to feel the friction. “Yes, Loki!!” He began a trail of kisses on your bare neck, biting and sucking as he went. You were interrupted by Thor bursting into the room. “Brother, what are you doing? She’s my date.” Loki could tell that Thor was drunk too. He rushed over to Thor and grabbed his shoulders. “Is this your doing? Did you make her drunk?” Thor smirked. “Gave her a little Asgardian wine. You seem to enjoy the side-effects.” 

Loki looked over at you to find that you began getting out of your dress. Once in your panties, you laid across the bed and patted the sides. “Well...don’t keep a girl waiting.” Both men looked at you hungrily, and rushed over to your side. And that’s all you remember.

The next morning, you woke up with the worst migraine of the century. Trying to roll over, you found yourself unable to move. Suddenly realizing the scenario you sat up in bed with wide eyes. Thor was partly clothed and asleep, and Loki was naked across your lap. 

He was the first to move. “Morning, love. How’d ya sleep?” You stared down at him. “Oh, fine. Except for the fact that I woke up between TWO BROTHERS!!!!” Loki chuckled and propped himself up. “Didn’t see that coming, did you?” You rolled your eyes and sat back in the bed, trying to regain what happened the night before.

Present

“And so here I am now?” You said, throwing your hands in the air. Your doctor covered her mouth and giggled. “So let me get this straight...the hunky God of Thunder or the guy that tried to take over New York could be the father of your unborn child?” You nodded. “Yes. Ugh, why did this happen to me?” She continued to giggle. “It is actually pretty hilarious. But in a way, it’s scary.” You rolled your eyes and sat back on the table. “I know, I know. I mean, I’m in love with Loki but then Thor got involved and I was all confused. Just wish this could all be straightened out.” 

Your doctor was about to say something, until the door of the scanning room busted open. It was Loki. “Y/N. There’s something I need to tell you.” You sat up and raised your eyebrows. He walked over to you and grabbed your hands. “You may be pregnant.”

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A/N: That was SO much fun to write!!!!! Please LIKE, REBLOG, AND COMMENT! Should I do a Part 2???? I may if enough people want me to. 

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Before finding out who he truly was, Loki may have judged Skadi just as quickly as anyone else in Asgard had it not been for his mothers insistence that he give the other a chance. Back then he had always assumed it was just his mothers generous nature, but after what had happened in the vault and the conversation with his mother following the incident, everything seemed to make all the more sense. 

Needing some time to think and to possibly discuss matters with one of the few people who could understand, Loki had decided to leave his fathers bedside to venture into the forest - somewhere it had been known for the other to sneak off to. He had no intention of telling Skadi of his true nature, but given the current circumstances he felt it wouldn’t be out of place to bring up Jotunheim in general conversation. “Normally I would leave you alone-...” he began to say upon coming across the other. “But given the state of things, I thought it best to check in with you.”

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[thejokersenigma]

Loki Laufeyson x Reader - Cat’s Eyes - Part 5

Ok, I promised this last night, but I was tired and it was getting worse and worse, so I finished it this morning. It’s still not great, but my writing is a bit rusty at the moment - I think I need to make it a habit to write a whole series in one go so I don’t lose my characters rather than writing a part here and there mixed with other bits.

Anyway, sorry it’s not the best - as always, im literally making this series up as I go, so I apologise for that haha

Let me know if you want to be tagged in anything!

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CAT’S EYES MASTERLIST

“I just - I just - ” Pepper glanced over at you as the two of you made your way down New York, deciding it better to walk than hail a cab – by the speed Pepper was striding it was clear she wanted to walk off some of her emotions. “I really can’t believe you.” She finally managed out again – repeating the same comment for the umpteenth time.

Once Pepper had stormed into the room, you had nothing to do but let it all out then – the hanging off the side of the tower, the time alone with Loki - “I can’t believe you were alone with him of all people!” She exclaimed hysterically, “Do – do you honestly have a death wish?!”

“It was just one of his illusions…” You muttered guiltily under your breath. You had decided best not to tell her that Loki had been on the balcony with you – dangling off the side of the tower was probably enough for her really – not need to stress her out over the fact a mass murder had been standing above you the whole time with no one else to be able stop him if he chose to attempt anything.

Despite your low volume murmur, Pepper heard the comment, now pausing in the middle of the street and turning to face you straight on in the middle of the busy pavement. “You really don’t understand, do you?!” She demanded frantically at you, throwing her arms up in exasperation. “Haven’t you ever stopped to consider what could go wrong?! Go so easily wrong?!” She exclaimed. “You know what?” She said shaking her head and waving her arms as though clearing everything that had been said, wiping her hands of it. “You’re grounded!” She declared simply before striding off again.

You looked after her retreating back in disbelief, your mouth open in disbelief at this. “W-wait!” You exclaimed, jogging after her. “Pepper! Please!” You protested in annoyance, “Come on! You can’t,” You whined, “I’m not a teenager anymore!”

Pepper stopped again at this, letting out a short sigh of exhaustion. “No, you’re not.” She agreed, eyeing you sternly, “And I’m not your mother either.” She admitted, “But. I can ban you from that tower.” She pointed back down the street without looking to where the Avengers Tower still loomed behind you. She saw the look on your face as you glanced back at where the tall glass building towered. “I’m just trying to keep you safe.” She insisted, her voice softening slightly, and you glanced back at her, able to see the worry in her face now her anger had dissipated. You did feel bad, you forgot that what you did didn’t only affect you anymore – that people cared.

“But,” Pepper’s face clouded over sternly again, though there was something less dangerous in it now, “– if you still manage to find trouble elsewhere I will not hesitate to ground your adult ass.”

You smirked weakly at your aunt, “Noted.” You murmured, ducking your head.

“Good.” Pepper nodded, still trying to sound firm, then her frown collapse and she smirked back at you. “Now. Come on - I can’t be bothered to cook tonight,” She flung her arm around your shoulder, “– you want Chinese?” She asked.

You nodded weakly, “Sounds good.” You murmured gratefully, glad the air between you had largely been cleared, letting her steer you towards home.

 “So, this is where the genius works, hmm?”

You spun around in your desk chair to face your bedroom doorway where Tony Stark had seemingly materialised. “Tony.” You greeted, frowning in confusion, “What are you…”

“You hacked my system.” Tony said as if, somehow, this was a way of an explanation.

“Didn’t Pepper already make me apologise for that?” You muttered, spinning round in your chair to face your desk again, just wanting to put the whole situation behind you.

“I’m not looking for an apology…” Tony explained, now striding casually into the room, absentmindedly picking up a cat toy which sat on your bedside table near the door. “I’m looking for an employee.” He admitted down at the stuffed mouse, twirling the small creature between his fingers.

“What?” You frowned, pausing in your work and pushing your self quickly around in your chair to face him again.

“I want you to come work for me.” Tony said quickly, now tossing the toy carelessly onto the bed where it bounced and rolled before Kali suddenly leapt up from the other side of the mattress, landing on it and pinning it under her feet. You watched Kali roll onto her back, the material of the mouse catching on her claws as she pawed at it above her. “Well - for the Avengers.” He corrected, swaying his head uncaring at the technicality.

“Uh – doing what, exactly…?” You asked uncertainly.

Tony perched on the edge of your duvet, his back to kali who happily entertained herself, occasionally letting out a meow at the mouse. “I want you to do what you did.” He said simply.

You furrowed your brow at him in confusion, “Aren’t you more than capable of doing that?”

“That’s beside the point -” Stark tried to argue.

“Tony." You sighed, shaking you’re head, “You – you had one crack – one –“ You insisted, “in your security! You even knew it was there – “

“True.” He interrupted, pointing a finger at you, “And I could do it.” He confirmed with a nod. “But, see, I‘m more of a detail man,” He explained, gesturing at his chest, “Whilst you,” He gestured both his hands towards you now, “You, seem to have a knack for spotting loop holes.” He observed.

“It was one time –“ You continued to protest, shaking your head anxiously.

“MIT?” Tony questioned with a raised brow, standing up, “SHIELD?” He questioned, stepping towards you with wide eyes. “Oh yeah, kid,” He scoffed, “I know all about that one.”

You ducked your head, biting your lip. You shouldn’t be surprised really – Tony probably hacked them as well – hell you’d seen some of his viruses at work when you’d been breaking into their databases. “Please tell me you didn’t tell Pepper about them?” You muttered at your lap, praying. It wasn’t for your sake - you didn’t really care about another lecture from her - but you honestly didn’t want to stress your aunt out anymore than you already had. Especially not when the dust had barely settled on the last trouble you’d caused.

Tony’s face softened slightly, seeing the worry on your face. “I haven’t said a word and I don’t plan to.” He informed you. “But I want you to work for me.”

“I’m grounded.” You gestured around the room. It wasn’t strictly true, but you were definitely banned from the tower and you decided it was probably best if you tried to confine yourself to the apartment for a bit to show Pepper you were serious when you said you were sorry.

“You’re an adult woman.” Tony reminded you shamelessly. “Plus,” He slipped a hand into his jacket pocket, pulling out a USB stick which he held in the air. “Pepper doesn’t need to know.” He smirked.

“And that’s…?” You murmured, eyes on the stick.

“Something to warm ya up.” Tony tossed it to you and you caught it easily. “I want it back in an hour. Tops.” He informed you, turning for the door. “‘Else you’re off the team.” He called back lightly.

“Wait - what?” You asked in surprise.

“I believe in ya, kid.” Was all he called back in response and all you could do was just scowl at your empty doorway, glancing down at the little device in your hand.

 You walked the corridors of the tower openly and without a care, despite the niggling feeling int eh back of your mind telling you to at least be more discrete.

What did you care, though? You might be banned from the Avenger’s Tower, but Kali certainly wasn’t.

You turned down one of the many corridors. The problem with this form, though, was your inability to access certain parts of the building: you couldn’t use the stairwell thanks to the fire doors being too heavy, and even the elevator was a struggle, it being quite a stretch – literally – to reach the buttons to call the lift, then even more so to choose the correct floor.

The breeze from nearby ajar window ruffled your fur and accentuated the swing of the USB device tied to your collar as you turned yet again, knowing the elevator you required was at the end of a couple more corridors. That breeze, however, also brought a scent along with it besides the usual cut grass and fumes of New York, a familiar, sweet, almost minty scent. You couldn’t place it straight away until you froze as a figure suddenly appeared at the opposite side of the long hallway and he, in turn, faltered slightly at spotting you. Loki raised his eyebrows at you, surprised and questioning his discovery of you whilst he’d seemingly just been wandering, bored and lost in thought, around the floors of the tower.

You suddenly remember that scent – the same one from about a week ago when you’d been tracking it down one of the tower’s corridors – the scent that had led you to Loki’s door.

You had a strong urge to turn on your heels and run in the opposite direction, but something inside you bit this down, and instead you found yourself sashaying playfully towards where Loki stood, flicking your tail in interest. Loki watched, slightly bemused, as you wandered towards him, letting out a meow you’d never meant to release. You were feeling something you’d never felt before. Like you were losing control – like Kali was… like she was fighting you. All you could do was watch, as though from afar, as Kali now butted against the god’s legs, winding her way around his calves affectionately. You could feel the purr vibrating in your chest.

You were going to have to have words with this cat again, you thought, scowling inwardly at Kali’s behaviour. You might have pulled any shred of control you had of her then, return to your own body, but you still had a job to do and Stark’s timer was running out.

If you’d had much influence on Kali, she might have jumped when you felt the pressure on her back, but instead a louder purr escaped you and, when you glanced up, you found Loki had bent slightly at his knees to now run his hand gently along your back.

A few more repeated motions like that and – you couldn’t deny it - Kali was right to purr, the sensation so nice you couldn’t help but give into the instinct to arch your back into his hand, stretching your neck up in pleasure.

You shouldn’t enjoy this – this was a man – a god! – that had ridiculed you on first meeting him, that had called you irresponsible, often referred to you as a pathetic Midgardian, not the least he was a villain to Earth –

“So, you enjoy this?” You startled slightly at the voice and froze for a moment, making Loki’s hand pause against your back at how rigid you’d suddenly. You tried to relax. He was talking to Kali - not you. He didn’t know it was you. You continued to try to reassure yourself and slow your racing heart, now actually letting Kali take control. She knew what she was doing and immediately began rubbing against Loki’s paused fingers, meowing impatiently for his attention to continue.  

Loki began to stroke her again, though more cautiously now as though worried of scaring you, you purred to encourage him that it was all fine and Kali now turned, sitting back on her haunches and now stretching up Loki’s thighs in a request you knew well.

“Has that \\   girl lost you again?” Loki muttered again and, had you been in control, you might have bristled at this comment. Loki’s eyes now flickered to the surrounding corridors, briefly scanning both ways before he crouched down, and Kali made the most of this, lithely jumping up onto his folded legs, then onto his shoulder as though this was all a regular thing to do.

Loki straightened up, rather unperturbed by this apparent ‘alien’ creature now perching on his shoulder. He reached up casually to scratch behind Kali’s ear, just where she liked it, and she purred in delight. The USB stick at Kali’s throat swung with her movements and seemed to catch the corner of Loki’s eye because he paused again, turning more towards where she sat.

His fingers easily managed to catch the device, now able to read the Stark Industries stamp engraved into the metal and he raised an eyebrow at this. “So, she’s working for Stark and hacking his system…” Loki’s eyes flashed up to Kali’s where she watched him expectantly. “You do have a most interesting companion…” He murmured to Kali who meowed as though in agreement.

He let the USB go, and you were surprised he wasn’t tempted to steal it – though did Asgardians know how to work an Earth computer? “And here I was thinking Midgardian’s were boring…” Loki mused, now turning his head away his mind lost in thought. Kali meowed once again, as though she too, agreed with this statement. “I must confess, I am surprised though,” Loki muttered, continuing to confide in the cat and your ears perked up, “My impression of the girl was one of independence. Employment by the Tin man’s cooperation didn’t seem to suit her…”

This took you by surprise – first that Loki had thought about you enough to make this assumption – secondly that he, in fact, right.

You weren’t a sell-out in any sense - always preferring free-lance work, being your own boss, and never managing long in any large cooperation jobs you had tried when in desperate need for money. People had always joked you had to be a cat person because you were so self-sufficient and rarely found yourself tied down to anything.

Loki began to walk now, Kali still happily perched above him, back the way he had come, apparently happy to escort her some of the way to her destination. You could only watch as the two walked – well Loki walked – in companionable silence and in complete ease of one another. It certainly making the journey faster and easier for you – no longer requiring such effort on your behalf to use the elevator or stairs, or even slipping through the occasional fire door that separated the corridors – but the journey also left you with a lot of questions. When had Kali and Loki become so friendly? You’d only been in New York a couple of weeks. He’s seemed disgusted and cautious of her on your first meeting, then simply curious about the cat when he found her on the balcony with you.

Loki paused behind one of the heavy fire doors that led to the main lab part of the tower where Tony so often spent his hours. Without needing to be told, Kali dropped from his shoulder to land lightly on the floor next to him, watching the door, her tail held high, the end flicking above her. She meowed as Loki pushed the door open for her to slip through, in an almost parting remark. You thought you caught his lip twitch, but Kali was already padding down the corridor.

 Your room swam into view in front of you now and the tell-tale ache pounded between your eyes as a punishment for just how much time you’d spent with Kali. You’d left her to make her own way back home after delivering the USB stick – knowing she was more than capable and also knowing you weren’t sure how much longer you could have kept the connection. You dropped your head onto the desk in front of your, the cool, treated wood nice against your flushed skin.

You had been so bored you’d walked Kali all the way to the Tower as well as up it, and now you were paying the price. You screwed your eyes shut against the pain in your forehead and in an attempt to get some moisture back into your dry eyes.

Stark wasn’t likely to turn down your offer. Before returning his USB to him, you had snuck into an empty office and created a – rather crude thanks to your form at the time – note for Kali to drop on his lap.

You’d turned down the job.

You weren’t sure whether to thank Loki or curse him for making you remember yourself and your principles. It wasn’t that you had refused the work though, you were more than happy to help Tony and the rest of the Avengers – how could you possibly turn that down?! – But you weren’t going to be an employee. You weren’t another brick in the Tower’s walls.

You lifted your head enough to place your folded arms under your forehead as a cushion and sighed heavily. What were you doing? One day you were going to have to take a serious job or else you’d be living off your aunt forever. She didn’t seem to mind of course, and it wasn’t like she was lacking for money, but you didn’t like having to rely on Pepper to survive. Maybe it was time you stopped offering your services for free, had to start turning down the people that couldn’t afford you. No. That wasn’t you. You couldn’t turn away someone in need.

The only thing left then, though, was for you to get yourself a well-paying job in a huge heartless company – something that gave you enough money to cover all the unpaid work you did – become your own charity. But what if you lost yourself then? Stopped caring? What if –

A throat was suddenly cleared behind and you shot up in surprise, your head throbbing painfully in protest. You turned sharply only to see Loki now stood in front of your closed bedroom door, holding Kali up the scruff of her neck in one hand. “Didn’t I warn you about misplacing this?”

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My God of Mischief

Loki several chapter fanfiction.

Rated: Mature

Backround/Summary: Mr. and Mrs. Loki Laufeyson. Now married they’d hurry back to their room. What Blake thinks is over has only just began.

(Ragnorok Spoilers)

Part Nine

(That’s the smile I refer to in this chapter)

I stood in the middle of the room unknowingly staring at Loki. He discarded one piece of his gear at a time. I don’t know what was happening to me. All I knew is this god. This tricky, mischievous god was now my husband and somehow that made me feel different towards him. It was like I was seeing him in a while new light.

“Why are you staring at me?” He asked harshly narrowing his eyes at me.

“S-sorry, didn’t realize I was” I stuttered.

“I need a bath before this party. You should too.” He said discarding his pants leaving him standing in only his briefs.

That was odd. I wasn’t expecting him to be wearing briefs. What do Asgardians usually use as undergarments?

Loki brushed past me to get into the bathroom. To my surprise he left the door cracked open. That’s the first time I’ve seen him do that.

Suddenly I had the oddest feeling and thought. Does he want me to join him? Should I just go in there? I wouldn’t even know what to do if that’s what I wanted. I understand the consummating a marriage but did he seriously want to do that? Here? Right now? In the bath tub!?

“Blake” Loki’s voice drifted in to the room.

I didn’t know what he wanted and I definitely didn’t know what my body was doing. It was like it had a mind of its own. I could hear the water running now and filling the tub. I stepped inside the bathroom closing the door behind me. Loki turned to face me with a smug grin.

“Could you help me?” I asked more confidently than I felt as I turned my back to him.

I felt his cold fingers brush against the back of my neck and trail down slowly across my skin until he reached the zipper on my dress. He slowly unzipped me allowing the dress to freely fall to the floor. I stepped out of it keeping my back to him. No man or god has ever seen this much of me and I don’t know if I wanted that person to be Loki.

I felt his cold hands on my shoulders spinning me around to face him. Thankfully I had my arm crossed over my chest to keep my bare breasts covered from his view. In one quick motion he grabbed my hands, slammed me into the wall, and pinned my hands above my head.

“Whether you like it or not Blake you’re all mine now.” His voice was dark but it sent a different kind of chill down my spine.

I liked it. I liked the way he handled me. The way he talked to me. No man ever had the balls to be like this once they found out who my family and friends were. They were too scared to piss off the avengers. But this man, this god, doesn’t give a fuck and I love it.

“What are you going to do to me?” I questioned mostly for my own benefit.

Loki chuckled darkly sending a shudder threw me. He pressed his body completely against mine. His breath fanning against my ear causing goosebumps to appear.

“I’m gonna make you scream my name.” His voice was full of so much power and promise I felt my knees give out.

Luckily Loki had quick reflexes. He used his hips to firmly pin me against the wall so I wouldn’t fall. His lips attacked my neck in the next second. I moaned without thinking. The feeling of his cold skin against my flaming flesh was an intense sensation.

“Why would you act like you hate me when clearly that’s not the case?” Loki’s question cake out slightly muffled as he continued to kiss, nibble, and lick at my neck.

“I can’t trust you.” I whispered honestly.

He chuckled biting a little harder on my shoulder. I groaned from the sharp pain it caused. What is he doing to me?

“After this you’ll never doubt me.” He said so confidently almost gave him my trust right then and there.

Loki pulled away letting go of me completely. He tested the water then turned it off. I watched him peel off his briefs allowing his extremely erect member to spring free. I tried to stop the gasp the escaped or at least muffle it so he didn’t hear but when he stood up and flashed me that smug smile I knew he had.

“Much bigger than all those mortals” he said watching me closely.

Loki started to climb in the bath. One leg in the water and another still on the floor.

“I wouldn’t know” I breathed out feeling like I was glued to the spot I stood in.

Loki froze and snapped his head up to make eye contact with me. He looked at me like he couldn’t believe what he heard.

“Come again?” He questioned in a way that seemed menacing and sarcastic but I knew it was neither.

“I wouldn’t know” I repeated just a little bit louder.

Loki carefully stepped back out of the water. He stalked towards me like a predator. My heart started pounding. I backed up not knowing what he was about to do.

“Shit” I cursed under my breath when my back hit the wall.

I’m trapped.

“Are you?” He questioned raising both his brows.

I nodded knowing what he meant. I am indeed a virgin. Am I really gonna let Loki Laufeyson take that from me?

The smile that appeared on his face was one of pure joy. My heart certainly did skip a beat this time. It was incredible how that smile changed his whole demeanor.

He stepped closer placing his cold hands on each side of my face. Then he looked me right in the eyes.

“Oh I am going to ravish you. Even if we weren’t bound for life no mortal would ever be able to satisfy you after you get a taste of what I can do.” He whispered then licked his lips hungrily.

I whispered feeling every wall I had up crash down. I felt everything crumble. Without my mind even knowing what happened my body had surrendered to him in that moment. I was His to do with as he pleased.

I jumped slightly feeling his cold fingers hook around my panties. I watched him pull them down my legs so I could step out of them.

He groaned gently pulling me by the arms towards the tub. He carefully got in first and got comfortable. Thankfully it was a rather large tub that looked like it could fit at least four people. He raised his hand for me to take. He held me steady as I climbed into the hot water. He spread his legs then positioned me to sit between them with my back against his chest.

“I said I was going to make you scream my name but I think I’ll hold onto that for another night. Now that I know you’re a virgin I’d like to take you on the bed. Slowly.” His voice was practically a growl with the last word.

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‘ sure, humans are weak and they cheat and steal and destroy and disappoint. but they also give and create, and they sing and dance and love. and above all, they never give up. ’ loki x angrboda (@thcrnedroses)

“Is this your attempt at making me feel something for these dull creatures?” Loki asked, an amused expression clear on his face as he leaned against a tree and gestured towards the people nearby.

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