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angelremnants · 2 months ago

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A TALES OF... l Veiled Deception

OR.. You get caught up in a flirty exchange with someone you believe to be a mysterious stranger. Unbeknownst to you, it’s someone having a little fun at your expense.

pairings : (Lady) Loki Laufeyson x f!reader

warnings : Mature themes (16+), flirtation and teasing, fake identity, light humor and embarrassment, implied suggestive content, playful banter (Loki being a little shit), implied sexuality. Proceed with caution if you're sensitive to such material.

word count : 3.7k

author's notes : Two in a row, I know, I know but I couldn't resist writing about Lady Loki :[ (this is me avoiding having to review my notes for one of my final exams I'm having tomorrow). Also, can you tell I got inspired by Zelda: BOTW for this one?

(ao3 version)

Your golden trio had been traveling through the realm of Muspelheim for what felt like an eternity. Their latest stop brought you to the desert kingdom of Asethka, a realm renowned for its ancient red-hued civilization. Towering ceramic buildings and gold-laden temples stretched out across the sands, their grandeur undeniable, even in the fading light. This place thrummed with power—a hub of cosmic energy where celestial magic coursed through the very land like the heartbeat of the universe itself.

The constant glowing of your necklace confirmed the King of Dwarves’ intel had been accurate. You were on the right track to recover the next chipped piece of Yggdrasil. But as you quickly learned, navigating Asethka’s complex, matriarchal society would be no easy feat—especially with Thor and Loki as your companions. Here, men were viewed as little more than pets or servants, treated with casual disdain by the women who ruled. It was a society steeped in strict customs, enforced by powerful priestesses, where masculinity was a weakness to be exploited.

You hadn’t anticipated Loki’s solution to this challenge—mostly because he hadn’t bothered to inform you of it beforehand.

The village where you had stopped for the night was little more than a refuge in the endless desert. It was an odd place, small and self-contained, where the air was heavy with the scent of spices and sweat. The people here wore flowing garments that shimmered under the torchlight. The women’s attire reminded you of elaborate Arabian dance costumes, their bodies adorned with coins and glittering jewels. The men, however, were not nearly as free. Many were chained, performing laborious tasks or serving as docile attendants to the women who commanded them.

It was an unsettling dynamic, but not entirely unfamiliar. You had seen societies like this before, where power was hoarded and wielded with ruthless precision.

The bustling fly market had been chaotic, packed with traders and travelers alike. The air was thick with the aromas of exotic spices, and the hum of whispered deals surrounded you. Loki, true to form, had disappeared into the crowd without so much as a word. You weren’t sure what he was up to—possibly hunting for something, possibly scheming. With him, it could be either or both.

While Loki was off doing whatever it was Loki did, you and Thor had spent your time gathering what little intel you could before returning to the modest inn where you were staying. Exhaustion weighed heavily on you. The unrelenting desert heat had drained you, and the constant tension of your journey was beginning to take its toll. When night finally fell, you decided to take a break from the stress and the oppressive masculinity of your traveling companions.

The tavern downstairs was dimly lit, filled with the low hum of music and the comforting aroma of roasted meats and spices. You settled in at the bar, ordering a drink that looked vaguely fruity but didn’t bother asking about its ingredients—better safe than sorry, especially after your last unfortunate experience with local cuisine.

As you sipped your drink, you turned to observe the room, letting your guard down just a little. It was a rare moment of reprieve, one you intended to savor.

That was when you saw her.

A woman standing out amongst the mass, dressed in shimmering gold and green, intricate patterns painted onto her skin. Her long, midnight-colored hair framed a stunning face and fell like a waterfall around her slender body, shimmering under the moody light like her eyes that glinted with both assurance and intrepidity. Her movements were graceful, almost hypnotic; she moved as though the hot desert wind from the outside itself guided her steps.

You froze, the drink halfway to your lips, unable to tear your eyes away. She was stunning—commanding, even. Her presence was magnetic, her beauty almost unreal. And yet, there was something else about her, something that made your pulse quicken.

She was beautiful, commanding, and… looked eerily familiar. She wore a stunning local desert outfit of deep emerald, adorned with intricate gold jewelry all around her body that shimmered under the flickering torchlight.

You raised an eyebrow as you watched her approach the bar near where you were stationed, your eyes narrowing in confusion. Loki? It couldn’t be. You had to be delirious—surely the constant teasing and lurking of the Asgardian hadn’t messed with your head so much that you’d immediately think of him at this moment.

You tried to shake the odd feeling in your chest as your gaze lingered on the stunning woman. You were just imagining things; there was no way it could be Loki. And yet, the woman’s features—those sharp, calculating eyes and the mischievous glint in her smile—felt undeniably familiar, even though they seemed so out of place in this realm. It had to be a coincidence, you told yourself, but the more you watched her, the more something about her presence seemed to pull you in.

She must have sensed your attention because the woman turned her head slowly, her lips curling into a knowing smile. Her sharp eyes locked onto yours from across the room, sending a jolt through you. There was no mistaking it now—she was watching you, and not just idly. No, her gaze felt deliberate, purposeful. She was engaging.

Your breath caught as your gazes met, the inexplicable pull between you growing stronger. Your heart rate quickened, and you took a sip of your drink without thinking, trying to steady yourself. Your thoughts raced, but no matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to this encounter than what it appeared to be on the surface.

The woman tilted her head slightly, her expression unreadable but somehow inviting. Then, with a grace that seemed almost unreal, she began to saunter toward you. Each step was measured, exuding confidence, her emerald dress shimmering in the dim light while the golden accents adorning her caught the flicker of nearby torches. The air around you felt heavier as she approached, and the bustling noise of the bar seemed to fade into the background. All you could hear was the rhythmic click of her heels and the pounding of your own heart.

When she finally reached the counter, she didn’t speak right away. Instead, she leaned casually against the bar, her gaze fixed on you, unrelenting. You suddenly found it difficult to meet those piercing eyes, and an unfamiliar warmth began to spread through your face.

“Are you always this transfixed by strangers, or is it just me?” The woman’s voice carried a soft, seductive sweetness that sent shivers down your spine.

You quickly wiped your hands on your pants, pretending not to notice the heat spreading across your cheeks. “I… I wasn’t staring,” you muttered, embarrassment lacing your tone, though you knew it was a futile attempt to deny the obvious. Your voice came out flustered, and you winced internally. Normally, you’d be the one doing the teasing, not stumbling over your words like this.

The woman smirked, clearly enjoying the effect she had on you. “Oh, but you were,” she purred, sliding gracefully into the seat beside you. “Do not worry—I take pleasure in being admired.”

Your mind scrambled for a response, something witty to reclaim control of the conversation. “I wasn’t admiring you,” you shot back quickly, your tone sharper than you intended. “I was just… curious.”

Her eyebrow arched, and a knowing grin spread across her lips. “Curious?” she repeated, her voice playful as she let the word linger. “Curious about what exactly? The woman who can command a room with just her presence?” She gestured faintly toward the rest of the tavern, but the glint in her eyes made your stomach twist in a way that was hard to ignore.

You shifted uncomfortably under her gaze, the tension between you growing thicker. “I—well, uh—” you stammered, struggling to steady your thoughts. “Maybe… maybe I was curious about why you seem so different from everyone else around here.” You’d tried to keep your tone light, but your words carried more weight than you intended.

Despite your attempt to maintain composure, your attention was momentarily drawn to something small and ornate attached to her waist. It was a charm, shimmering with a cold light that seemed out of place against the desert’s relentless heat—yet somehow familiar. Your eyes lingered on it briefly, a faint flicker of recognition sparking in your mind. You had seen that trinket before, earlier in this journey.

Her gaze darkened almost imperceptibly, and her lips pressed into a serious line for a fleeting moment. If she noticed your glance at the charm, she gave no sign of it. The somber expression faded as quickly as it had appeared, replaced by a teasing smile. “Ah, I see. A keen observer,” she remarked, her tone light and lilting. “You’d be right to notice. I don’t exactly fit in with the rest of these people.”

You opened your mouth to ask what she meant, but before you could speak, her fingers brushed lightly against your arm, sending a jolt of electricity through you. Your breath caught at the sudden contact, and your heart stuttered in your chest.

“But I do enjoy the attention you’re giving me,” she murmured, her voice low and intimate, as though she were confiding a secret meant only for you.

Your pulse quickened, heat blooming in your chest as you struggled to steady yourself. “I—” The words caught in your throat, and you cursed yourself internally. This wasn’t like you. You were usually the one in control, the one who stayed collected. But something about this woman—her enigmatic presence, the way she spoke, the way she moved—it left you feeling unmoored.

Before you could regain your footing, she leaned in closer, her lips brushing lightly against your ear as she whispered, “Tell me, does your curiosity extend to more… personal matters?”

Your teeth grazed your bottom lip as you fought to maintain your composure, but the undeniable chemistry between you made it nearly impossible. “I don’t know,” you began, your voice low and measured, “maybe I was curious if someone like you could hold my attention for longer than a few minutes.”

Her eyes sparkled with amusement, a satisfied smile curving her lips. “Well then,” she responded in the same hushed tone, “perhaps you should test me, and see if I can keep you intrigued for the rest of the night.”

A rush of heat flooded your body, your chest tightening with anticipation as you tried to steady yourself. You weren’t used to feeling so out of control, but there was something about her—something magnetic, intoxicating—that was impossible to resist. Tilting your head slightly, you met her gaze, your lips curving into a bold, mischievous smile. “I have a feeling you could keep me intrigued and entertained,” you replied, your voice gaining confidence.

Her lips parted, her expression shifting to one of impressed delight. “Oh? I must admit, I’m intrigued by your confidence,” she said, her eyes narrowing slightly in a way that felt both playful and predatory. “Not many women can keep up with me.”

You raised an eyebrow, refusing to back down. “Well, maybe I like a challenge,” you countered, your tone daring as your heart raced with a mix of nerves and exhilaration. You leaned in, closing the space between you just enough to heighten the tension. “Are you up for one?”

For a moment, she paused, her eyes glinting with mischief as she shifted closer. Her voice dropped even lower, almost a purr. “I’m always up for a challenge,” she murmured, her fingers ghosting over your arm again, sending another shiver through you. “But are you ready for it?”

Her touch left you dizzy, the heat between you now far surpassing the desert’s warmth. You weren’t entirely sure what was happening, but you had no intention of pulling away. “I think I am,” you replied, your voice steady despite the wild rhythm of your heart. Your eyes remained locked on hers, unable to break free of the spell she seemed to weave around you, every deliberate move and teasing smile pulling you further in.

Your breath caught as the woman leaned in just a little closer, her intoxicating scent mingling with the warmth of the air around you. The way she moved was almost predatory, each gesture purposeful and fluid, as though she had every intention of drawing you in deeper. Her eyes were dark pools of mystery, reflecting the torchlight with a gleam that made your pulse race. You could feel the space between you shrinking, the magnetic pull between you undeniable. Your chest tightened as the woman’s lips curved into a seductive smile, not quite a grin but a promise of something dangerous.

“Do you know, darling,” she murmured, her voice smooth as silk, “I find you far more intriguing than I initially expected.” Her gaze never wavered, and you felt your resolve begin to slip.

Wait, what did she just call me?

Before the moment could escalate further, the door to the tavern burst open, and a booming voice shattered the tension like a cold gust of air.

“Ah, Loki! There you are!” Thor’s voice echoed through the room, loud and unmistakable.

The woman beside you—Loki—chuckled softly, the amused sound making your heart stop for a beat. Straightening with an air of nonchalance, Loki didn’t seem fazed by the wide-eyed look you shot in their direction.

You froze, your gaze snapping toward Thor as he strode into the room, grinning broadly and heading straight for the two of you. “Are you ready to help me with this whole… ‘womanly’ thing we’ve got going on?” he asked, his voice full of cheer.

Blinking, you glanced from Thor to the woman—Loki—beside you, confusion knotting in your mind. “Wait, what?” you managed, struggling to process the situation.

“Oh, brother, you’re ruining the fun,” Loki said, their tone light and teasing. Then, turning back to you with a smirk, they added, “Don’t worry, darling. We can continue our little conversation later, when we’re alone.”

Your eyes darted between Thor and Loki as realization hit you like a thunderbolt. “I—what?” you stammered, your face heating as you stared at Loki. “Loki? That’s— you—?”

Loki’s chuckle deepened, their grin widening as they basked in your stunned expression. “Yes, yes,” they said, waving a hand dismissively. “I’m afraid you’ve been flirting with me this whole time. I couldn’t resist the opportunity to have a bit of fun with you.” Leaning closer, they whispered near your ear, their breath warm against your skin, “And I must say, you were rather entertaining, darling.”

Your heart raced as embarrassment and confusion flooded through you in equal measure. Your cheeks burned as you clenched your jaw, trying to make sense of what had just happened. Shooting Loki a glare, you sputtered, “You—you were pretending to be someone else this whole time?!” Folding your arms across your chest, you huffed, “Why didn’t you just tell me? Why all the games?”

Loki lounged back, utterly unbothered, their expression brimming with amusement. “Where’s the fun in telling you right away, darling?” they teased, their voice light and carefree. “Besides, you didn’t seem to mind. You were quite enthralled, if I may say so.”

Your face flushed a deeper shade of red as you balled your hands into fists at your sides, huffing in frustration. “I don’t know what’s worse,” you muttered, your voice tinged with irritation and humiliation, “the fact that I just flirted with you like a fool, or the fact that you thought it was so funny!” Crossing your arms tighter, you pouted, clearly unhappy with the turn of events.

Loki’s soft laugh only seemed to add fuel to the fire, their eyes twinkling with mischief. “Oh, come now,” they said with a playful grin. “Don’t look at me like that. You’re so easy to tease—it makes me want to eat you up.”

Before you could protest, their hands were suddenly at your waist, lifting you effortlessly and settling you onto their lap. A gasp escaped your lips as your eyes widened, your heart skipping a beat. Instinctively, you tried to scramble off, but Loki’s grip was firm, holding you in place.

Their gaze was practically glowing with mischief as they tilted their head, their voice dropping to a low, teasing murmur. “What’s wrong, darling?” they asked, their finger trailing lightly down your arm, sending shivers through you. “You seemed so eager to talk to me earlier… What’s changed now?” Leaning in, they whispered against your ear, their breath sending a fresh wave of heat through you, “I think you like this more than you’re letting on.”

Your heart hammered in your chest, a chaotic mix of annoyance, embarrassment, and something else entirely swirling in your stomach. Swatting at Loki’s chest, you tried to push away, but the god merely smirked, effortlessly dodging your hands.

“Stop it, Loki!” you snapped, wriggling in their grasp, but Loki only tightened their hold, their grin growing more devilish by the second.

“No, I think you’re enjoying this more than you care to admit,” Loki teased, their hands resting lightly on your thighs, fingers toying with the edges of your clothing. “I could stay here like this all night, if you must know.”

Your face burned hot, a mix of fury and flustered embarrassment flooding your senses. You didn’t know whether to yell at them or—gods forbid—kiss them. The swirl of emotions clouded your mind, making it hard to focus. “You are impossible,” you managed through clenched teeth, your voice strained with frustration.

When Loki leaned in just a bit too close, your patience snapped. In one swift motion, you pushed yourself off their lap, your heart still racing as you took a step back. “I’m going to my room,” you huffed, your voice firm even though your pulse betrayed your composure.

Loki chuckled, leaning back in their seat as they watched you march toward the door. “Oh, come now, little minx,” they called after you, their smirk as insufferable as ever. “Don’t be too long. You wouldn’t want to leave me lonely, would you?”

You turned just enough to shoot them a heated glare, your cheeks ablaze with a volatile mix of anger and something you refused to name. Without another word, you stormed off toward the exit, fully aware of Loki’s gaze lingering on you the entire time.

Thor, standing by the entrance, finally broke the tension with his booming voice. “What’s going on here? I thought you two were having a quiet drink?” His brow arched as his eyes darted between you and Loki, taking in your flushed, irritated expression with a look of growing confusion.

Your face burned even hotter as you whirled on Thor, pointing an accusatory finger at Loki. “This—this is what’s going on!” you burst out, your voice cracking with frustration as you waved your arms in exasperation. “I just spent the last hour flirting with this—this—person! And it turns out… it turns out this is Loki!” You practically yelled the last part, gesturing dramatically toward the smirking figure still lounging casually in their chair.

Thor’s eyes widened as realization dawned, and then, to your utter dismay, a slow grin spread across his face. He raised a hand to stifle his laughter but was clearly failing miserably.

“Ah,” he said, his voice carrying a note of amusement only years of experience could muster, “I thought you knew.”

Your confusion deepened, and you turned on Thor, planting your hands on your hips as disbelief colored your voice. “Knew? Knew what? That this—Loki—was playing tricks on me?” you practically growled, your exasperation bubbling over. “I had no idea!”

Thor’s grin widened, and he crossed his arms, leaning casually against the doorframe. “Ah, well, you see, this isn’t the first time Loki’s taken a form like this. There’s a rather famous incident you might’ve heard of. You see, back in the day, Loki and I had to… well, disguise ourselves as women to retrieve Mjolnir from some giants.”

Blinking, you stared at him, your anger momentarily derailed by sheer bewilderment. “What?”

Thor leaned in slightly, lowering his voice as if recounting a grand tale. “Oh yes. The giants had stolen Mjolnir, and the only way we could get it back was by convincing them we were women. Loki, of course, thoroughly enjoyed that particular ruse.” He chuckled, shaking his head fondly. “I thought you knew, my Lady. Loki’s… well, not just a god of mischief, but also of many forms.”

Your jaw dropped as the information settled uncomfortably in your mind. “Wait—wait—you’re telling me this entire time I’ve been… flirting with Loki in his female form?” You turned sharply back to Loki, your eyes narrowing as your emotions roiled. “Ugh, this is way worse!”

Loki leaned back even further in the chair, their smirk widening as they observed your turmoil. “Ah, but you see, that’s what makes it so fun,” they said, their tone low and playful. “You thought you were flirting with someone else, and now look where you ended up. In my lap, no less.”

Your fists clenched at your sides, your heart pounding so hard it felt like it might burst. “I’m going to my room. Now.” You shot Loki one final glare, your face burning with frustration and a strange, uncomfortable attraction you couldn’t quite shake.

Thor raised his hands in mock surrender as you stormed past him, muttering angrily under your breath. “Alright, alright,” he said, still grinning. “No need to get upset.” He glanced at Loki with a knowing look. “But you’ll have to admit, that was a rather clever bit of trickery, Lady [Y/N].”

You didn’t bother to listen as Loki’s teasing laughter echoed behind you, but their voice followed you like a taunt. “Don’t stay away too long, darling. You wouldn’t want to miss out on more fun, would you?”

Your teeth clenched as you quickened your pace, needing the solitude of your room to collect your thoughts. Even as you walked away, your heart betrayed you, still racing with a mixture of frustration and something far more maddening.

Thor chuckled as he watched you leave. “You know she’ll be back, right?”

Loki’s grin softened but remained. “Oh, I’m counting on it.” They glanced over at Thor, their tone playful yet oddly sincere. “It’s part of the fun.”

Thor sighed, his expression caught somewhere between amusement and concern. “You enjoy tormenting her, don’t you?”

Loki’s smile turned almost fond, though the glimmer of mischief never faded. “It’s hardly torment, brother. She’s got a kindred spirit. I like that.”

Shaking his head, Thor pushed off the doorframe, his expression tinged with mild exasperation. “One of these days, you’re going to push her too far.”

Loki gave him an innocent look that fooled no one. “Do you think so? I have complete faith in her resilience.” Their eyes sparkled with mischief. “And besides, it’s far more fun to watch her try to resist.”

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lokisbiiiitch1993 · 2 years ago

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Nsfw ! Imagine Loki Shapeshifting into his female Form - Lady Loki- because you confessed being attracted to Woman too - my Headcanons

Artist:Germán Peralta

Nsfw - Not for Minors 🚫 🔞

Your Relationship with Loki is fairly new - just few months

Having lots of fun and trying to open up

Getting to know each other

The first kiss was passionate and heart - fluttering

Sex with Loki is always exciting - just thinking about it makes you hot and wet

He can be very rough but also gentle and soft depending on his Mood - but never wants to hurt you

Loki loves teasing you and making you blush

There's nothing to be ashamed of did he say before asking you out about your secret Desires, deepest Fantasy's - things you always wanted to do with a Lover

You took a deep breath and said well ...listen .. I love Sex with you - it's hot and exciting but my Answer is ...I ... I am also attracted to women.. I always wanted to know how it feels to be intimate with a Woman

He was looking at you and said I will grant your wish - with a smirk

Suddenly he shapeshifted into Lady Loki

You looked surprised and totally amazed

Sooo beautiful - you blurted out

Wow

As you couldn't help yourself and stare - sitting there stiff - Loki gave you a hungry surprise kiss - you touched Lady Loki's soft cheek

At first you asked quietly and shy - Loki please,let me .... I want to touch you please

My Love as much as I enjoy seeing you beg ,this time I let you be in Charge

Happily you smiled - a moment later you started to test if Loki's female Form also likes to get kissed and licked on the neck - you were pleased as you were rewarded with a soft Moan

Suddenly thanks to Loki's Magic both of your clothes disappeared - you smirked

You moved your hands gently over the feminine figure - the skin feels soo soft - you slowly kissed from the neck down and stopped at the Breasts taking your sweet time - playing with the nipple

Hesitant you looked up at Loki

Lady Loki tried to encourage you

No need to be shy , Darling, you are doing soo well

Feeling motivated you traced your fingers along Loki's sexy curves - from the hips to the thighs to the inner thighs

Stopping at the vulva - to look at her face - all of a sudden Loki took your Hand ,guided you and said

Darling,feel how wet I am for you

Hearing that was an extra big turn on for you

Keeping your touch slow and soft you teased and played around the vulva, brushing around and over the clitoris

Mmm,please keep going

For a moment you thought about teasing her for all the times Loki was mean to you but you couldn't do it - so you listened to her moans to know what she likes -and keep fingering and teasing the clit with your thumb in circular motions at the same time - till lady Loki's thighs trembled and she orgasmed fast and hard

Please stay like this you said and kissed your way down to lick off her wetness , mhmm so sweet you teased - licking and sucking on her clit till she climaxed again

In the next moment Loki turned back to his normal male self and said with a smirk

My Love,i think you had your fun ,I am in charge now

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wheredafandomat · 1 year ago

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Based on this ask that I accidentally lost ��

@lulubelle814 I hope you enjoy it!!

Meant to be

Loki x female reader

18+ | TW: Infertility and problems associated with that including miscarriage, smut, use of drugs, alcohol

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“Loki, Loki” you shake him awake trying to stop the trembling as your vision blurred “wake up, I need-I need to go to a hospital” you stuttered, Loki’s eyes flying open as he heard you.

“Y/n?” He questioned, cupping your face as he searched your expression in the dark room “what’s the matter?” He began, eyes widening as he noticed the crimson soaking into the sheets.

“I feel faint and I’m not due on” you tried to rationalise, not wanting to alarm Loki and trying to calm yourself down too.

“I’ll drive” he quickly stood up, flinging the duvet off of himself.

Loki helped you into the car before you both rushed to the hospital. You had been feeling abdominal pain for the past couple of days and you felt incredibly ill but you put it down to stress. Only now as Loki held your hand, frantically driving that you realised this was actually a lot more serious. When you made it to the hosptial, you were seen quickly.

“I wish I had known” you sniffled “if only I had known, I could have pretended, just for a while that we—we were going to be parents” you continued to cry as Loki rubbed soothing circles on your back, placing a kiss on your forehead. “I was a mother Loki and now—now I—” you sobbed, wanting the day to end as Loki bit back his own mournful tears. And just like that, another getaway, another attempt at normalcy.

It had been just over a month since you were at the hospital and already, you and Loki had spent all your weekends abroad, trying to have sex in as many different European countries as you could. Each country offered its own culture, its own fond memories and its own way of spicing up your sex life whether that was with aphrodisiacs or guided meditations. This weekend, you found yourselves in Amsterdam, a hotel overlooking a nearby canal as you each held a mushroom in your hand. It was on your way to get food that you stopped at a shop and picked the mushrooms up after an elderly lady working in the shop said that the mushrooms cured all that ails you. Turning towards each other, you smiled before eating them.

“When do they kick in?” Loki asked, wriggling his fingers as he held his hand in front of his face.

“Considering the fact that you’ve been staring at your hand for the past ten minutes, I think they already have” you answered, looking at him.

“Oh” he voiced, looking up at you “do they work?”

“Is your hair getting longer?” You questioned, squinting as you looked at Loki.

“Is yours getting shorter?” He replied, pointing at your hair before you stood up, making your way to the mirror.

“Oh my god!” You shrieked, Loki following behind you as you looked at yourself in the mirror.

“Norns!” Loki gasped, his hair long as he took in his appearance.

“Is this—do I have stubble?” You panicked, touching your face only it didn’t seem like your face. “Oh my god!” You yelped again as you felt an unfamiliar weight between your legs. Running your hand down your body, you almost passed out as you realised “I—I’m a man! Look Loki, look, I’ve got a—” you began to laugh, pulling your trousers down.

“Y/n, I fear I may have lost my—” Loki began before you interrupted, thrusting your hips.

“It’s so heavy” you chuckled.

“What on Midgard did we take?” Loki asked, his voice high.

“Who cares, the effects will probably wear off as the mushrooms do” you shrugged.

“Sooo, are you saying we should enjoy them whilst they last?” Loki grinned.

“Yes, besides, you do look irresistible as a woman. Very sexy” you purred, causing Loki to smile. “Your hair, your skin, I’m going to enjoy this” you smirked, your hand moving between Loki’s legs.

“Is there something you want to tell me?” Loki giggled, seemingly uncomfortable by how much you were enjoying this more feminine version of himself.

“No” you answered with the same giggle.

Both sated, a thin sheen of sweat clinging to your bodies as well as the aroma of sex lingering around the room, you rested your head against Loki’s chest as you took a deep breath.

“Thank you for this Loki” you murmured, kissing his chest.

“For what?” He queried.

“Taking us away, making me feel better, I’ve enjoyed it” you smiled. Sitting up a little, Loki kissed the top of your head before noting your hair growing again.

“Your hair” he pointed as you sat up, touching it.

“Oh yeah” you grinned before pulling the sheet that was covering Loki’s lower half away. “Oh how I’ve missed you!” You exclaimed, looking down at all eight inches of him.

“Could’ve fooled me” Loki joked.

“You think you’re funny?” You teased, straddling him.

“No thought, simply fact” Loki retorted.

“Mm?” You hummed questioningly as you guided his thick cock inside of you.

“Mhmm” Loki nodded in response as you lowered yourself onto him, eyes closing as he filled you to the hilt.

“Fuckk Loki” you moaned, rocking your hips forwards and backwards as his hands found purchase on your breasts.

“Just like that” Loki groaned as you clenched your walls around him “you feel so good.”

“Ughh Lokii” you whimpered, grounding your hips down against him as his cock throbbed inside of you.

“Keep doing that baby, fuckk” Loki pleaded as you circled your hips. “Feels too good” he almost mewled, rolling you over and switching your positions so that you were against the bed before he fucked into you with ardour, hitting that perfect spot as you thrashed against the bed, his pelvis rubbing against your clit.

“Loki” you almost screamed, the headboard banging against the wall as he pounded you.

“D’you want my cum? Tell me you want it” Loki growled, still thrusting hard into you.

“I need it Loki, fuckk” you moaned loudly.

“Want me to cum inside this pretty pussy?”

“Pleaseee” you near begged.

“Tell me to cum” Loki implored as your legs began to shake.

“C—fuckk—cum with me Lokiii” you exclaimed before Loki came, shooting his load inside of you as your climax shook you.

Collapsing down next to you, Loki kissed your shoulder.

“What time does the bar close?” You broke the silence.

“Not until 2AM, why?” Loki answered as you smiled at him.

“I THOUGHT THAT I HEARD YOU LAUGHING, I THOUGHT THAT I HEARD YOU SINGGG” you sang, on stage with an actual microphone after spending the past hour at the bar with Loki.

“I THINK I THOUGHT I SAW YOU TRY” Loki sang with you, his own microphone in hand.

“BUT THAT WAS JUST A DREAM” you both sang together as the audience you had accumulated cheered you both on.

“We’re really good Loki” you spoke to him.

“So so good, the best” he agreed, turning to kiss you as the cheers grew louder.

“I love you” you spoke against his lips, hands roaming one another’s bodies as the kiss deepened.

“Alright alright, that’s enough” you were both escorted off of the stage.

“Pool?” You asked once your microphones were taken off of you and losing my religion stopped playing.

“Pool” Loki nodded.

Running towards it, you were thankful that it was empty once you arrived. You began taking your clothes off before jumping into the water, Loki not far behind you in his boxers as you kissed, the water pooling around your waist.

“I love you so much, do you know that?” Loki asked, looking into your eyes as you wrapped your legs around his waist.

“You, Loki Laufeyson, are the love of my life” you smiled against his lips as you kissed him “now, do you want to take some more mushrooms and try on my dresses?”

“Yes,” Loki nodded.

“Great” you kissed him again.

The warm glow of the sunlight streaming into the room is what stirred you from your slumber. Stretching, you opened your eyes to find yourself in Loki’s arms. The feeling of you moving woke Loki.

“What happened yesterday?” You asked groggily.

“Why am I wearing a dress?” Loki spoke, looking down at his attire.

“And you’ve got lipstick on” you pointed out, looking at him.

“Well at least it’s yours” he smiled.

“How do you know it’s—” you began before Loki wiped some off of your lips. “Loki, are you wearing mascara?”

“Maybe” he shrugged.

“What a crazy weekend” you sighed.

“Indeed” he agreed and that was the end of that weekend. You both checked out of the hotel, flew home and continued your lives. The weeks turning into months.

Despite never admitting it to anyone, your favorite pastime was going to the park and reading a book with the sound of children in the background. It comforted you. It let you pretend that you were a mother, just for a moment, taking your child to the park. You’d get lost in the sound.

“Which one is yours?”

Looking up from your book, you turned to the elderly lady that sat down next to you. You felt a little embarrassed.

“Oh I don’t have a child” you tried to say nonchalantly.

“Yet” she smiled at you.

“No I-I can’t” you paused, falling silent as the lady looked you up and down.

“I wouldn’t be so sure dear” she smiled almost knowingly at you, a smile that sent shivers down your spine. Gathering your things, you left the park and headed home.

When you arrived home, you were greeted by Loki who was cooking. He kissed you on the cheek as you entered the kitchen and made your way to the fridge before getting the ingredients for a sandwich out.

“What are you doing? You’ll spoil your appetite” Loki tried to deter you.

“I’m starving” you excused.

“Wait for dinner then”

“Sorry mum” you laughed as Loki put the bread away. “Is that my apron?”

“My one is currently in the washing machine” he answered, wrapping his arms around the apron defensively.

“Okay” you continued to laugh.

After dinner, you still couldn’t get the encounter you had with the lady earlier on out of your head. You thought about it as you ate, as you showered, as you brushed your teeth and as you got into bed. You even thought about it as Loki’s lips traveled across your chest and down your body. You couldn’t keep it in anymore.

“I spoke to a lady today, she said some strange things” you finally let out.

“Like?” Loki prompted you to continue as his kisses met the hem of your panties before he began tugging them down.

“That she wouldn’t be so sure that I can’t have children” you admitted.

“Y/n” Loki began sadly.

“No I know I can't, it's just she said it with so much conviction” you explained as Loki’s expression turned into one of pity “anyways it’s not important, will you continue” you tried to dismiss. It didn’t take long for you to cum before falling asleep, Loki’s head still between your thighs.

“Y/n? Y/n?” He called to no avail.

The following morning, it was nausea that woke you up as you jumped out of bed and sprinted towards the bathroom and rid yourself of yesterday's dinner.

“Y/n?” Loki knocked the door as you flushed the toilet.

“NO! Don’t come inside. I’m hideous and vomity and—” you listed as Loki opened the door.

“Y/n” Loki smiled, cupping your cheeks “you’re beau” he started before retching and throwing up too.

“Have we got food poisoning?”

“Impossible” he insisted.

“Maybe it’s just a bug then”

“We should rest” Loki suggested.

“I actually feel quite alright now” you countered, standing up.

“Strangely so do I, but I’d never say no to a lazy day with you” he grinned.

“I would kiss you but we should probably brush our teeth first” you giggled.

The following month, you and Loki were invited to a gala. You had picked out a dress to wear a few weeks ago only now, it wouldn’t zip up. Noticing your struggle, Loki came up behind you and began pulling the zip up before he too was met with resistance.

“I think I’m gaining weight Loki” you sighed as you slumped down.

“I’ve been thinking the same” he answered, causing you to gasp as you straighten yourself out again “about me!” He quickly added “I’ve been gaining weight too.”

“It’s all the carbs Loki, we can’t keep having pasta dishes”

“Apart from tonight, I’ve made your favorite, carbonara for when we get back” Loki smiled.

“Can I have some now, I’m feeling a little peckish?” You asked before Loki led you both to the kitchen. Digging your fork into your plate, you ate a little before rushing to the bathroom to puke which is something you had been doing a lot recently.

“What if something is seriously wrong?” You asked, swishing listerine around your mouth.

“We’ll book you an appointment with a doctor in the morning, okay darling” Loki suggested, you nodding in response.

A few days later, you and Loki found yourselves back in the doctor's office as she looked through her notes before looking up at you both as you sipped your water, your nerves consuming you.

“Well good news, you’re fine and so is the baby.”

Spitting out your water, you told her to repeat herself which she did.

“You’re pregnant” she informed you.

“I—no-I can’t be” you stuttered, Loki holding your hand.

“Yes, almost four months now but we can scan you—”

“MONTHS!” You exclaimed.

“Yes”

“I mean, are you sure?” Loki finally spoke.

“Positive. Haven’t you noticed any changes to your cycle or any symptoms?” The doctor asked.

“I thought I was just going through the change” you whisper shouted.

“Y/n, this is amazing!” Loki cheered, kissing you. “We’re going to be parents” he spoke against your lips.

“I-I’m going to be a mother” you began to cry.

“I’ll give you both some time” the doctor spoke before leaving.

“Loki, how did this—when did this?”

“If you’re four months now, this must’ve happened almost five months ago” he figured.

“What did we do five months ago?” You questioned.

“We were on holiday, that’s when I woke up in the dress” he remembered.

“Yesss, we must’ve been pretty wasted because I can barely remember it.”

“That’s when we conceived,” Loki smiled fondly.

“That explains all the vomiting and the hunger, not your vomiting though Loki” you narrowed your gaze.

“Who cares, this is a joyous occasion” Loki kissed you again before the doctor walked in and scanned you.

“Hello baby” you smiled at the screen, tears in your eyes. “I want to call it Hope, Hope Laufeyson”

From then on, Loki had been very careful with you and extremely accommodating to the point where whenever you’d touch your stomach, he’d do the same, whenever your ankles would swell, so would his and whenever you’d vomit, he’d vomit too. He was taking sympathy pains to a whole new level.

“Loki”

“Yes love”

“I think we’re spending too much time together” you answered quietly.

“As if that’s a thing” he laughed off.

“No seriously, we’re doing the same things”

“Many couples find themselves—”

“I’m pregnant Loki”

“Right”

“So we shouldn’t be acting the same way,” you explained.

“No we shouldn't,” he agreed.

“Loki!” You gasped, worrying him “come here” you called “I just felt a kick.”

Placing a hand on your stomach, Loki waited for another one before doubling over himself.

“Well this certainly shouldn’t be happening” he spoke.

“What?”

“It puts a whole new spin on sympathy pains” he continued.

“What?”

“I think—I think I just felt a kick too.”

“Impossible Loki, you have to actually be pregnant to—AHHHH!” You screamed.

“Whatt?” Loki yelped.

“I think I just saw the kick” you pointed to him.

“You don’t think I’m” Loki paused, stepping in front of a mirror and looking at his stomach.

“You can’t be, it’s not possible, is it?”

“What did we do on that weekend?” He worried.

“Well the best thing you can do is go to the doctors and get a scan just to check” you suggested.

“But I—I’m a-a man”

“Well, find a way of changing that”

“Like we did that weekend!” Loki gasped, remembering.

“What?”

“Don’t you remember? We took something and it altered our genders. That’s when I must’ve conceived” he figured.

“I got you pregnant?”

“We need to wait for a scan but it appears so” he agreed.

Using a lot of his Seiðr, Loki managed to switch sexes again, transforming into who you liked to call Lady Loki.

“You should really do this more often, I like it”

“Look at the mess it’s gotten us into already” Loki answered before you both headed to the clinic.

“Good news, you’re pregnant” the doctor smiled, looking at you both.

“Can we have a moment please” you asked.

“Sure”

“Loki, how is this even going to work?” You began to panic.

“I’ll have to stay like this until after the pregnancy” she decided.

“We’ve gone from no children to two” you breathed.

“Isn’t it magnificent?” Loki beamed.

“Yeah?” You questioned.

“Yes! A miracle” she clapped.

“You’re right. You’re right!” You smiled, kissing her “we're going to be parents!”

“The best!” Loki agreed.

Four months later, Loki gave birth to a boy and you a girl. After watching you breastfeed for the first time, Loki changed back into a male and insisted on just being a dad. You really were the best parents.

“You know, we could go on another holiday soon considering the children are growing up” Loki suggested a few years later.

“No!”

I’m so happy for them 🥺

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benevolentgodloki · 1 year ago

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Completely normal about how beautiful Loki is in the latest run.

#616 loki #comic loki #lady loki #loki aesthetic #I love her #this is one of the many ways I imagine her I LOVE #Loki 2023 spoilers

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taw-k · 6 months ago

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One thing about Loki is he has really good manners, obviously, he's royalty. He'll attack your planet and curse your bloodline but he'll never put his elbows on the table.

And he can't help but enforce this just a little on other people. It's like a compulsory need. It helps him navigate social situations when everyone's behaving differently and it's over-stimulating him, because his social skills are that of a scared goat when he's not trying to manipulate someone because he's never truly been able to be himself.

If you don't say please and thank you he'll glare at you. If you put your elbows on the table he'll nudge them off and whisper to you like he's your mother. He'll teach you how to bow properly and shake hands or other proper Asgardian etiquette. And if you compliment him on his manners and good behaviour he might just marry you, he LOVES it.

#just imagine a sweet old lady calling him “well behaved” and giving him a homemade cookie #he'd cry #then hed go around to other old folks homes trying to get compliments while dooing work for free #he woulnt be an ass about it and constatly bother other people about their manners #but it makes him happy #he feels like hes in control and he knows whats going to happen #he needs stability in his chaotic life #loki #loki laufeyson #marvel #loki laufeychild #loki laufeydottir #loki of asgard #loki of jotunheim #loki odinson #loki god of mischief #headcanon

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annmaximoff18 · 8 months ago

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Y/N: You're not my friend anymore.

Sylvie: I was your friend?

#incorrect marvel quotes #sylvie #loki x reader #marvel mcu #sophia di martino #sylvie loki #imagine loki #loki series #lady loki #headcanon #imagine

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lokischickadee · 1 year ago

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Loki blurb

There is a ball happening in Asgard and you and Loki are going to it. You walk

into Loki’s chambers and see him in his female form, wearing a sparkly green

dress with a snake hair clip. You walk up to her and hug her from behind.

“Hello my love! You look absolutely gorgeous,” you say with love in your voice!

Loki looks at you shyly. “Does this dress make me look fat?”

“No sweetheart! You are the most beautiful woman in the universe.”

Loki smiled and kissed you deeply. “Thank you, my love.”

You hold you hand out to Loki. “Shall we?”

Loki smiles and takes you hand.

#loki imagine #loki x reader #loki fluff #loki god of mischief #loki x reader fluff #loki drabble #loki headcanon #jotun loki x reader #loki #lady loki

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moiravim · 2 years ago

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Rainy Nights

Fem (gender fluid) Loki x GN Reader

Fluff

You worked in a small library in New York. Most of the books were used, but costed one to two dollars, so sales were great. Expecially during summer when everyone had time off to read.

You sit near the cash register, typing on your computer. You were currently writing a short story. Not that anyone would read it, but you had your dreams just like everyone else.

A familiar face walks up and you realize Loki is buying another book. She comes almost every day and you wonder if she actually reads all the books she buys.

"Hey, yn. It's nice seeing you again" she says as she smiles and hands you the book she's buying. "Hey Loki, it's nice to see you too. You know, with how fast you read these books it would be much cheaper to use a library..." You respond to her.

She just smiles at you. "I'd rather just keep the books.. it's nice having them, it's almost like a trophy" you smile and nod understandingly.

Loki is beautiful. You can't deny it. The only problem was that you were too shy to ask for her number or ask her on a date.

She starts to walk out when you stop her by stuttering out; "hey, Loki- um.. I was wondering if you'd want to maybe go on a- go to dinner with me."

She smiles as she turns around and responds "I'd love to. I've been waiting for you to ask me out". She giggles as you stare in shock.

At least it was nice knowing she felt the same as you did. She waves as she turns around and shouts "I'll meet you back here at 7!"

You stare as she walks out the door. You look at the time to see it's 5:30. You plan to close the store at 6 and get ready for the date.

As you get ready you think of where to take her. You probably should've planned this much earlier...

You remember a nice pasta place nearby which recently opened. It was in your price zone and had good reviews.

When she gets there you see her in a stunning black dress and look back down at your cheap (suit/dress).

She smiles at you and says; "I got you something". She hands you a green beaded bracelet and lifts wrist to show how she has a matching one.

You smile back as you put it on and thank her. You hook your arms as you guide her to the restaurant you picked out.

You get a table and sit in the booth across from her. "So... What do you do in your free time?" Loki asks you. "I write. I also enjoy reading... Obviously." You respond akwardly as she chuckles. You smile.

The waiter comes over and you both order. "What about you, what do you like to do? ...Other than reading." You ask her. "I like to paint." She states happily.

The room grows quiet when your food comes and you both start eating. You focus on the music in hopes to avoid the awkwardness. She seems so much more calm.

You wonder if she can tell your anxious. Your question is answered when she puts her hand on yours and asks you; "are you feeling okay?...you seem very nervous."

You nod. "Yes, I'm okay. I just get anxious... I'm sorry." She looks at you sadly. "don't apologize. That's not something you need to apologize for."

You both finish your food and pay. As you open the door you realize it's pouring rain. "Oh no... I'm so sorry-" she cuts you off by giggling and pulling you into the rain.

You take your jacket off and put it over the two of you as you run through the rain. Eventually the jacket was soaking wet and was no longer protecting you from the rain so you took it off, tying it around your waist.

You two stopped at a park, still soaking wet and ran through the beautiful nature trails. You stopped near a fountain and sit on the bench in front of it.

Even though your hair was a mess and her makeup was running down her face, this moment was still perfect. She leaned in and kissed you as you kissed back.

You got back up and the two of you playfully ran around the park before stopping at a small booth in the park.

You went up to the sad, wet man selling ice cream and bought two with a smile on your face. His face lit up as he handed you two ice creams.

The two of you started walking out of the park while eating your now wet and melting ice cream.

Nothing could change this happy moment. By the time you both finished your ice creams you just got back to the bookshop and went next door to your small apartment.

You gave her a towel and a change of dry clothes as you got dressed yourself. You made a bag of popcorn and put blankets on the couch, making it as cozy as possible.

When she got back you let her pick a movie as the two of you cuddled on the couch. "Let's do this again soon.." you say with a grin on your face. "How about Friday? I'll plan it this time." She responds playfully.

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