#loki citrus fruits

[drowninginabactatank]

Today I baked pumpkin spice oat cookies with bits of chopped up homemade dried orange slices and topped with candied orange with clove and ginger syrup.

Now the house smells divine 🍊🍂

[november-rayne]

Chapter One: Prologue

Young Prince Loki of Asgard is the God of Mischief and Chaos, the wild and unscrupulous little brother of Thor, and the son of the King of the Æsir.

Being second in the line of succession, Loki meticulously performs his palace duties by day, but by night he can be found living up to his reputation as a hard-core partying playboy.

Alas, a prince of Asgard cannot remain a fun-loving bachelor forever. Loki's world is turned upside down when duty calls for him to take a wife. His parents have betrothed him to the daughter of the most prominent Lord in the kingdom.

Loki would rather be dragged to Hel than to the altar, that is, until he finally lays eyes on his bride-to-be. Meeting Sigyn cracks the foundation on which he built his hedonistic reputation.

Can Loki give up his philandering lifestyle and become the husband Sigyn deserves? The Nornir have brought the two of them together; will outside forces tear them apart?

*This story is for mature audiences only.* 18+

*Minors DNI*

Warnings: Explicit descriptions of sexual acts, alcohol intoxication, and drug use. Specific trigger warnings will be attached before each chapter when applicable.

This story is NON-CANON. This is an MCU/Norse mythology hybrid AU: Thor and Loki are biological brothers, and Odin isn't the worst father. Comparably, in human years, Loki is in his mid-twenties, and Thor is late twenties. Set in Asgard, the realm is described as a large kingdom with territories and hierarchies among Odin's Lords and Ladies.

Genre: Fluff and Smut. An all-round feel-good fic.

Pairings: AU Loki x Sigyn

A/N: A short prologue to get a little taste of our prince. A little canape before the feast. There is plenty of plot in this story. I promise. With that said, the first few chapters are smut heavy, but it tapers off before picking back up toward the middle.

Word count: <700

Rating: Explicit for smut

Tags: Oral sex, Loki being a charming young man-slut

Chapter Index

“That’s a good girl. Yes... just like that. Good, good girl.” Loki rubbed the back of the maid’s head with a tender touch. He was standing, legs splayed wide, leaning with his back against the door of the laundry hall, blocking entry to whoever may try to disturb them. The servant was kneeling on the stone floor between his feet in front of him. Bright sunshine streamed in through the high stone windows. Steam rose from the tubs of palace linens, the scent of fragrant citrus fruit and soap mingling in the air.

“Such a pretty little mouth. Ah… Look at your prince.” She raised her eyes to meet his, not slowing her pace; she switched hands at the base of his cock, pumping him while she sucked. He drew in a sharp breath. “Good girl,” he grunted.

His eyes fluttered closed as his head fell back. He could not suppress the sound that escaped his mouth as he emptied himself into her throat. The guttural groan echoed off the stone walls back to the young prince. He laughed to himself, a mischievous smirk tugged at his lips as he thought about the palace grounds just outside the windows and the possibility of people hearing his gratification as they went about their daily business.

Eyes still closed, he leaned more heavily into the door, letting the ripples of pleasure wane through his body while pulling his fingers gently through the maid’s short hair and catching his breath. “Good girl,” he cooed.

Giving her a final pet on the top of her head, he righted himself. He reached for a towel on a nearby laundry cart, drying himself off before handing it to the maid, still kneeling on the stones. She pressed the towel to her mouth as she stood up with a hand from the prince.

“You’ve honored me today, sweetling,” he said as he quickly fastened his trousers. “Your service will help your prince sleep soundly tonight; I have no doubt.” He flashed her his most devastating smile. “I will dream of those soft lips and wake up rejuvenated in the morning.” He took a silver coin from his pocket and placed it in her palm. Closing her fingers over the coin, he flipped her wrist over and kissed the back of her hand.

She curtsied shakily, her knees red and sore, her lips swollen. “Your Highness,” she managed to squeak out. And with that, Loki was out the door and headed down the hall. Already forgetting her name, he made a mental note to himself, ‘Laundry maid, pouty mouth, short brown hair: high marks for enthusiasm, but her technique needs practice.’

He took the stairs two at a time and paused before opening the door to the main palace hallway. He peeked out slowly, checking to be sure it was empty. He did not need another nosey sycophant running to his mother, telling her they saw him sneaking out of the servant’s entrance… again.

The library was expectedly quiet. The high windows were open, letting in the bright sunshine and fresh air as dust motes danced in the sunbeams. The air was warm and smelled of old books and mahogany. Soft brown leather sofas circled the fireplace in the sunken reading area. Rich, thick rugs covered the marble floor, and soft cushions were strewn about on the floor and chaises.

Loki picked out a thick tome and headed for the sofa. He was feeling particularly pleased with himself this afternoon. As he stretched out on the couch, he recalled how he had not planned to seek out lascivious company this day. Yet, somehow, he found himself receiving lusty kisses from the laundry maid as she pulled him through the halls by his tunic. ‘It is strange how the fates intervene.’ he thought. A smile broke across his face as he recalled the past hour spent trading oral pleasures with the cute brunette.

Next Chapter

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[thewanderer-000]

OC Interview

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Name: Lyric Cain Haig.

Nickname: Twist of Cain, Cain, LC, baby, baby cheese and Dumplin'(Johns nickname for her).

Gender: Female.

Star: Scorpio Sagittarius cusp.

Personality Type: goofy big sister energy.

Height: 5'8".

Orientation: Bi.

Nationally/Ethnicity: Native, Spanish and couple parts European.

Fave Fruit: grapes, melons and berries.

Fave Season: Autumn, best time to scare people and play tricks, her inner Loki will show itself more. Fun shenanigans turn almost evil depending on the situation and person.

Fave Flower: likes all flowers. But prefers edible flowers than just pretty flowers. Yes, she eats 'em with her fruits.

Fave Scent: Clean linen, spices, ocean, forest, citrus, metal and dirt.

Coffee Tea or HC: all three and sometimes with a bit of alcohol. Or some kind of infusion.

Average Hours of Sleep: 8 or less if she's not stressing or busy at the time.

Dog or Cat Person: both, has had both growing up and when she lived in Seattle. Wouldn't her animals but she took care of them like her own.

Dream Trip: cross country road trip. America, Canada, Mexico and Japan.

Favorite Fictional/Real Character: Tim Curry.

Number of Blankets They Sleep With: 2 or 3, one blanket usually ends up all wadded up and snuggled on.

Random Fact: skipped out of middle school a lot at her uncles garage because of her selective mutism condition, so repair and working on cars and electronics is her little hobby when not working or socializing.

Name: Nickname: Gender: Star: Personality Type: Height: Orientation: Nationally/Ethnicity: Fave Fruit: Fave Season: Fave Flower: Fave Scent: Coffee Tea or HC: Average Hours of Sleep: Dog or Cat Person: Dream Trip: Favorite Fictional/Real Character: Number of Blankets They Sleep With: Random Fact:

[stuckybarton]

The Forsaken II

Summary: You had only known about the many stories of Greek Mythology, interest peaked from a young age. Of the Gods and Goddesses as well as the monsters and heroes. But never in your life, during one of the many tours have you joined in seeing the ruins of the temples of Greece, did you even think of seeing your image in one of the bust. Persephone was her name, the most protected daughter of Demeter, and the beloved wife of Hades. Character: Hades!Loki Laufeyson x Persephone!Reader. Zeus!Tony Stark. Artemis!Wanda Maximoff. Apollo!Pietro Maximoff. Word Count: 1,145 Series Warnings: Toxic Overbearing Mother-Figure.

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Chapter 2: Lemon

/ˈlemən/ a yellow, oval citrus fruit with thick skin and fragrant, acidic juice.

"ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍʏ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴇʟsᴇ."

“Are you sure that you’re doing the right thing moving here? I mean, the city? Why can’t you just stay in the farm, there are Community Colleges closer.”

You had gotten so used to this side of your mother growing up. Having every aspect of your life controlled by her, this was, by your own recollection, the first time you would be miles away from her. You couldn’t hide the relief for such fact. It was fresh start in a new place to live a life away from your mother’s ever constant need to control every aspect of your life.

“The University has the best Business College in the region, I can’t miss out on it.” It was true that the university you’re now in has the best Business from your location, but you weren’t gonna tell your mother what you realty took as a degree.

Greek History. Specifically anything and everything that has to do with the numerous of Gods and Goddesses that shaped them. Your love for the array of Mythology was something you wanted to pursue further and if and only if you have the degree and accreditation that comes with it, can you finally escape from your mother and every single thing she has against you holding you back.

Your mother’s infamous lecture was cut short by the door opening and the sight of your new roommate—rather, roommates. Wanda and Pietro Maximoff, whom you had met while getting your footing in the university when you inquired. An accomplice that helped in convincing your mother to have you finally be in the school and live in a Dorm with them both. You owed them by cooking food—but it was the least you could do for them both with what they had to accomplish for your freedom.

“You’re finally here!” Wanda practically squealed shoving the box she held onto her twin brother’s hold before coming to embrace you. A smile on her face to which was far too contagious not to join. She pulled away to come face to face with your mother. “Mrs. Y/L/N, we promise to make sure Y/N is safe at all cost.”

Trust Wanda and her charms as she begins to explain how the Dorms were the safest in the University as well as the constant activities that would keep you busy throughout your stay. You were left to greet Pietro with a wink as you helped him out with the last of their own boxes for their move.

All throughout, you had listened to how your own mother insisted that Wanda should ensure her about your whereabouts—but the fact that you were also to do such a task seemed more tiring than it needs to be. But for this one last moment, you agreed to every single demands she might have if it meant that she will leave the apartment to finally seal your freedom away from her.

Eventually with the twins tag teaming against your mother, she had finally relented, asking for you to walk her out of the door. You tried to keep your steps less preppy as the excitement was bubbling. This was finally it.

“You are to call me the first moment things aren’t going as planned.” Your mother demanded to which you nodded in reassurance, having nothing else to say that you haven’t already said to her since you’ve decided to study in this University and during her time in the apartment. “If I hear anything out of the ordinary, you will come home and I will see it personally that you are chained to the bedroom if it means I get to see you safe.”

“Mom. Don’t you think that’s too much?” You snort, already used to this side of her, often times fearing that there might just be a possibility of her doing exactly what she says she would if you weren’t careful.

But as her hand had grasped onto your jaws and had you looking up at her, you know just how serious she was in the moment.

“You are my daughter before you can be anything else.” Her words brought a shiver down your spine. It was so unlike her to do. “And all I want is to make sure you are safe and sound especially now that I’m far away from you.”

“I promise to keep safe.”

“No boys and no parties, Y/N.”

“I promise.”

Finally releasing her tight hold, the softness of her eyes was a shift that you were so prepared for. It was a whiplashed that genuinely disturbed you in the moment, but you held your tongue knowing it would do no one any good.

“Call me if you need anything, Darling. I love you.”

“I love you too, Mom.”

As you closed the door behind your mother, ensuring it was locked, you peaked through the hole to watch your mother slowly disappear and it was only then did you realize the coast was clear. Squealing to yourself and jumping as the excitement of this new found freedom was something you would have never thought you could have for yourself.

“I think this calls for a celebration.” It was Wanda that broke you from your little happy dance as you made your way back to the living room. “I’ll order pizza then we can all get settled in dealing with the boxes.”

Nodding in agreement all three of you had made a good wave in organizing all of your boxes, with Pietro being the one to do most of the talking, sometimes asking you questions of your life in the farm with your mother and more often annoying his sister in any shape or form that he could.

“And that’s the pizza, I’ll go and get it.” Pietro stood moving even before you could insist on getting it and even paying for it.

“Is he always this—energetic?” You asked turning your attention to Wanda that seemed all too familiar with her twin brother’s antics.

“You should see him in the morning without his coffee, you’d think he’s two different persons.” She smirked before the both of you were left in a momentary silence. “It’s good to have you here with us, Y/N. You seemed to look like you need company—other than your mother, no offence.”

“None taken.” You smiled knowing just how right she was in her words.

All your life, all you could remember was being glued to your mother’s side. Helping her out in the fields and helping with tending to the animals. It was downright suffocating at times when you couldn’t even have your own personal space at times when it comes to her. This moment, this four or more so years was the only opportunity you think you had of freedom and you would try to make the most out of it.

Whatever it may take.

[mistrdctr]

𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

italicize what your muse likes. bold what they love. strike what they hate.

Taste :

Sweet | Salty | Bitter | Umami | Sour | Chocolate | Bacon | Vegetables | Fruit | Berries | Carrots | Cake | Cookies | Pretzels | Pasta | Tomatoes | Applesauce | Sauerkraut | Pickles | Olives | Potatoes | Ice Cream | Pineapple | Pineapple on pizza | Fish | Beef | Garlic | Spinach | Mushrooms | Cheese | Milk | Juice | Marmite | Beetroot | Anchovies | Gefilte Fish | Peppers | Wholewheat bread | Marshmallows | Mango | Broccoli | Peanut butter | Nutella | Mint and chocolate | Cashew nuts | Tofu | Brussels sprouts | Grape flavor

Touch :

Soft | Rough | Smooth | Sticky | Slimy | Hot | Cold | Damp | Wet | Clammy | Coarse | Fur | Velvet | Silk | Lace | Hot metal | Cold metal | Paper | Plastic | Bubble wrap | Wool | Wood | Tree bark | Hot asphalt | Leaves | Wicker | Sand | Rocks | Rough rocks | Smooth rocks | Hair | Skin | Tight hugs | Gentle hugs | Lip kisses | Skin kisses | Holding hands | Rough touches | Gentle touches | Scratches | Bites | Sunlight | Light sheets | Thick blankets | Baggy clothes

Scent :

Flowers | Sea water | Chocolate | Fish | Cooking onions | Cleaning products | Citrus | Lemons | Grapefruit | Oranges | Rain | Freshly cut grass | Wet dirt | Wood | Cologne | Perfume | Fire | Smoke | Gasoline | Tires | Paint | Chlorine | Pools | Fresh bread | Cooking bacon | New books | Coffee | Linen | Vanilla | Cinnamon | New car | Coconut | Sunscreen | Nail polish | Mint | Cigarette smoke | Leather

Sound :

Loud sounds | High pitched sounds | Low pitched sounds | Quiet sounds | Loud voices | Soft voices | High voices | Deep voices | Morning voice | Snoring | Rain on windows | Fire crackle | Crickets | Frogs | Typing on a keyboard | Horse hooves on gravel | High heels | Laughter | Deep laughter | Giggling | Purring | Dog bark | Howling | Car engine | Distant chatter | Bird chirps | Classical music | Pop music | Folk music | Rock music | Country music | Klezmer music | Violin | Piano | Frying food | Nails tapping

Sight :

Red | Orange | Yellow | Green | Blue | Purple | Pink | Black | White | Silver | Gold | Shiny | Dull | Shapes | Orange lighting | Natural lighting | Seaside scenery | Forest scenery | Field scenery | Patterns | Clear skies | Cloudy skies | Night time | Day time | Sunrise | Sunset | Stained glass windows | Old buildings | Stone buildings | Wood cabins | Spring | Summer | Fall | Winter | Brick buildings | Moss | Flowers | Gardens | Hedge mazes | Corn mazes | Lakes | Rivers

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[tarithenurse]

All is fair in Love & War - 8

Pairing: Loki x reader Content: I did put in some fluff...even if it’s to outweigh some angsting. Please don’t hate me. A/N: It’s just a short chapter this time due to plot, and intership and visiting niblings the entire past week, but don’t worry: I’ve heard your pleas.

8. Winter’s chill

…   LOKI’s PoV   …

Hurrying through what has turned out to be a veritable snowstorm, Loki tugs the listless woman closer to his chest while damning himself to Muspelheim and back. I should have taken better care. Midgardians are by nature weaker than even the scrawniest Jotun, and [Y/N] is still recovering.

But for a sweet moment, both of them had forgotten it, allowing a deep-rooted passion to take over their bodies and control their actions. His hips had risen to meet her descend on his cock, making the woman groan in pleasure that washed away the last bit of his self-restraint. Loki had even felt a raw pride when, already at the third or fourth thrust, he had seen her eyes roll backwards under fluttering lashes and her body stiffen…next second that victorious rush was washed away as she collapsed. Lifeless. With the restraint gone, Loki had also forgotten to channel his “magic” (as she insists on calling it) to harness the deadly cold that runs in the blood of his kin.

Glancing at the Midgardian’s face, he cringes at the paleness. The blue of her lips. The breathing is shallow and her heartbeat nearly non-existent even though he has poured almost all of his seiðr into her to protect the remianing embers of her life-flame – the rest he is using to keep his own chill at bay, and so it is in his Jotun form that he arrives at Utgard.

He will have to bring her back from the precipice once more. He will have to keep his distance. There is a way. Angrily, Loki pushes the thought away while settling the lifeless form on her bed before barking orders to a few servants. Perhaps the king is harsher in his words than normally, but the ache deep inside from seeing what he has done to the Midgardian is vexing. She should only have been a tool, a toy. Now he can no longer pretend to himself that it is pure curiosity or simple greed that drives him closer to her. Yes, there is a way to prevent this from happening...he sighs, brushing the stray hairs from [Y/N]‘s face.

“But I cannot force that upon you, beloved, “ the whisper is for her deaf ears only, “not with the consequences it would entail.”

And still, if ever she were to ask of her own free will, he knows he will grant it to her without hesitation.

...   READER‘s PoV   ...

You know something is wrong the moment you wake. Or…maybe not wrong but at the very least different because you are certain that there were no furs cocooning you in your fuzzy memories and you can both smell and hear a roaring fire. Blinking, stones lit by blazing flames frame a window with snow piled against the outside of it. It is a familiar window. My window. The wood of the ceiling holds a similar familiarity, the dark knots forming patterns alike those of nightly constellations. My room. It takes a fair amount of effort to wriggle free of the tight fur-wrapping for you to sit up. Each moment makes your body ache with a million complains.

“How are you feeling, [Y/N]?”

Looking towards the fireplace, you find Loki sitting on the edge of a chair. Darkness is circling his eyes and there is a frown not just weighing on his brows but tightening his lips too.

���I’m cold,” you answer truthfully, “through my bones, almost my heart. Loki, what happened? We were…were in the forest? At the circle.” Memories are coming back to you slowly. Oh…right. “I…we…did I do something wrong?”

The barking laughter startles you, and maybe the god too because he stops just as abruptly. “No, my pet, the mistake was mine.”

Finally, he comes over to sit on the edge of the bed, tugging the furs around your shoulders despite your weak protests. Studying him, you can faintly see lines on his face and hands, but otherwise there are no indications of his true form which he had revealed to you. He’d been nervous. But how can you not admire him for what he is? The stories and tales of the king of Jotunheim have all been lies, fed to your people to keep you in line through fear though the reality is another entirely. Instead of full-scale war, Loki apparently favours stealth and sabotage to hamper the Midgardian forces’ invasion. Though he is unforgiving and harsh against disloyalty, he is still able to care deeply for those who appear to deserve it. Even now, he is nothing but gentle, worried even, as he tentatively places a warm wrist on your forehead to check for a fever.

“What d’you mean?”

His emerald eyes contain a pain you have rarely seen on him. “I became too…eager. Forgot to take the proper precautions to protect you. Please forgive me.”

“There’s no need.” The words just come on their own, surprisingly you with their honesty. “Loki, what can I do to…to ermm…” Now a heat is crawling back, even if it is only in your face.

His voice wavers, when he stops you. “Shush, little one, do not fret over such things now.”

You recognize the soft darkness that envelops you and try to protest, but with it comes a bit of warmth.

…

Next time you wake, there is a new sound mingling with the crackling of the fire. Peering over the heavy furs, the endearing sight of Loki asleep in one chair with his long legs resting on the other adds to the growing warmth inside you. As silently as possible you worm out from the covers, find the largest one, and tip-toe over to the sleeping god where you carefully place the coat of what once must have been a bear over the sleeping figure. A soft sigh is the response together with a tiny smile.

It is peculiar. When Loki is awake, his lips are a thin line…now they are fuller. Not downright plump, but the calm features have allowed for the jaw to slack and his features to soften, making him less fearsome. This is the grace that you have started to notice within him, the tenderness he reserves for you when you least expect it or when you need it the most.

Gently, you press a kiss to his raven hair before returning to your bed, not noticing how his eyes have snapped open and are following your every move.

[asksassyloki]

Hey Loki :) since you’ve states you don’t really like citrusy fruits, what kind of fruits do you enjoy?

Literally any fruit that isn’t a citrus fruit.

[myrkmadr]

From an excellent question in a server: What scents I associate with the gods

Sigyn: Warm Oats, slight cinnamon, slight vanilla, warm breakfast in general, white florals, tuberose, talc, honey, gingerbread, fresh cookies.

Loki: Cinnamon, orange, fireplace smoke, cedar, mesquite, musk, light tobacco, all spice, cloves, saffron. 

Hela: Roses, dust, chocolate, coffee, toffee, light cinnamon, lotion, melon, pear.

Angrboda: Swamp. Kind of pungent. Mildew, earthy smell of mushrooms, mothballs, very faint roses, wet soil. Lots of citrus. Overly ripe fruit. Mugwort and sage. 

Fenrir: Rust. Blood. Wet Dog lol. Rot. Leather. The general smell of dry dirt. Fresh flowers. Hot coals. 

Tyr: Blood, lemon, oak, cedar, leather, myrrh, pine, frankincense, pepper. BY by Dolce & Gabbana.

Hodr: Fresh bouquet of flowers, slight orange, bergamot, white florals, talc, fresh laundry, amber, jasmine, bamboo, rosemary. 

Freyr: Wet soil, the rain before it falls, strong scent of roses, moss, grass, Corn Field(tm), slight mint, mixed fruits. 

Nerthus: Wet soil, fresh water, spring water, mildew, moss, white florals, lemon, talc, grass, aloe, calamus, nag champa, tea tree. 

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Three ships: Hmm, this one's tough. At the moment I'm kind of obsessed with Buck/Eddie from "9-1-1" (which I will forever refer to in my head as 9-1-1 original recipe). I've known it was a huge fandom ship forever, but I fought it really hard even though I ended up watching most of season 4. Then 4x13 and 4x14 happened and I was completely screwed. I have since watched seasons 2 and 3 in a mad rush and have SO MANY FEELINGS. 

I love Loki/Mobius dearly - it's the gifs that made me start watching Loki in the first place - and though I've only written one tiny little fic thus far I wouldn't be surprised if more end up happening. 

The ship I'll probably always be associated with most, though, is Steve/Danny from Hawaii 5-0. Yes, the show isn't on anymore, and yes, the finale was stupid, but I'll always love them. Also, I'm pretty sure I've written more fic about those two idiots than I have anyone else anywhere. 

Last song: "Forever After All" by Luke Combs

Last movie: I'm a movie critic, so I got to see a pre-release screening for "Shang-Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings." It was SO INCREDIBLY GOOD, and I desperately need everyone to go watch this thing the second it comes out. I need this to be a trilogy SO BADLY. 

Currently reading: I'm strictly doing comfort re-reading at the moment, which means I'm going through a LOT of Terry Pratchett

Currently watching: Tumblr sucked me into "Ted Lasso" on Apple TV+ (and other sources, if you know where to look). I swear I didn't have the slightest bit of interest in this show, but holy crap I love it so much. I'm full-on hooked at this point. 

Currently consuming: Sweet and sour Twizzlers (cherry kick and citrus punch) and Welch's Passion Fruit juice

Currently craving: A re-watch of Shang-Chi, which is super annoying because it isn't out in theaters yet

Tagging (but only if you feel like it): @nimadge, @desertedreign, @jakemenowpentecost, @xjessicafaithx, @nightlamor, @nevcolleil, @witchaj, @felren13, @lastoneout

[diaryofabeautyfiend]

Body Shots

(A Small Time Witch small story)

Asgard, like much of the Nine Realms, was a weird place. Technologically advanced in space and dimensional travel but they still rode horses. They revered magic and spoke like their lines were written by Willie Shakes himself. Somehow, Earth seemed so much more advanced but not evolved in the least.

If there is one commonality Asgard and Midgard share it’s that they love a good party. They needed very little to have an excuse to throw one and they lasted into the wee hours. It had been a long time since you were able to have that much fun. So, when Odin suggested a feast to welcome you as the Princess of Asgard, you jumped at the chance.

This was the first time Thor was meeting you. Of course, you had already know him. It was a little unsettling at first how comfortable you felt with him. After a few moments he warmed up to you just as much. It was not long before he was laughing too loudly and the two of you were acting like idiots. Fairly typical of your relationship. Loki would roll his eyes at the two of you but he secretly loved it. That didn’t matter tonight because Loki was still on Vanaheim.

Thor introduced you to Lady Sif and the Warriors Three. They were a good time. Idiots to be sure but fun none the less. Sif was slow to warm up to you. She was jealous that you found favor with Loki. According to Volstagg Sif and Loki had a long not so secret affair. She originally came on to him to make Thor jealous. Loki delighted in the fact that Thor never cared. After a while she kept doing it to find physical comfort. Sif was not exactly an eligible bachelorette in Odin’s court. Men were either intimidated or disgusted by her. You felt for her. When you didn’t act like the jealous wife around her, she was eager to party with the lot of you.

After the feast was over Odin excused himself and the real party started. Volstagg told wild stories of battles and Hogun was quick to correct his exaggerations. Thor kept a protective arm draped over the back of your chair and you leaned your head on his shoulder. He kept teasing you about the small amounts of liquor you consumed which awoke your competitive nature.

“Your tiny human liver can’t handle Asgardian liquor” he said with a booming laugh.

“Try me, old man! Anyone ever heard of body shots?” They looked at you confused but intrigued. “Ok. I need small glasses, salt and a lime or citrus of some kind.” Thor sent one of the staff to procure all of the items you requested. You explained how to do a body shot and volunteered Sif to take the first shot. You sprinkled salt on Thor’s hand, shoved a wedge of fruit into his mouth and instructed her to take the shot. When she grabbed the fruit out of his mouth Thor was smiling and you were certain their lips touched. They banged on the table and urged someone else to go.

When it was your turn all the men backed away too afraid of what Loki would do if he found out. Since you didn’t much care, you enlisted Sif as your partner. To up the anti you sprinkled the salt on her neck. You licked her painfully slow, slammed your shot and full on kissed her. The juice of the citrus dribbled out of the corner of your mouths. When you came away with the wedge in your mouth the four men cheered goading you to do another.

By the end of the night, Thor had to carry you to your room. Frigga’s staff was there to tend to your needs. Before Thor could leave the room you were tossing off your dress and underpinnings. One of the women hurried to hide your nakedness from him. He laughed and playfully hid his eyes. “Goodnight, Princess!”

“G’night big brother.” He sure did like the sound of that.

The next morning you cursed yourself for not bringing sunglasses. The great hall was much too bright. You flopped down in a chair next to Thor and groaned at the sound of all the hustle and bustle of the court. With your magic you summoned a glass of water and partially froze it.

Thor’s eyes widened as he watched you drain the glass in one gulp. “You use seiðr too? Loki could not have found a more perfect woman for himself if he made you.”

“Yeah well. Too bad he doesn’t want me.” You popped a grape into your mouth and looked away.

“My brother is a stubborn ass. I don’t have the same intuition as my mother but I can tell you love him. I suspect that is why Odin agreed to this ludicrous plan of yours. Fear not, little sister. With time he will come around.”

Everyone straightened up as Odin approached the table. He bid you all good morning and took his place at the head of the table. “Y/N, I trust my son and his friends showed you a good time last night.” They snickered remembering all of your shenanigans.

“Father, it was Y/N who lead the evening. She held court like a proper princess.”

You choked on your grape. Fandral patted you on the back laughing into his tea cup.

“I am not certain a proper Princess goes around court licking her warriors but I’m glad you enjoyed your evening” Odin said with an amused smirk.

All five of you stared at each other mouths agape. Volstagg broke the tension with raucous laughter while you buried your head into Thor’s side. “What happens in Asgard stays in Asgard” you whispered to him. He laughed and agreed to keep you out of trouble.

[magick-with-a-k]

Witchy Knowledge with Waya!

⚔️Norse Deities⚔️

Hi guys!

By popular demand, here’s a list of Norse gods and goddesses, their correspondences, and some offerings for them :)

~As with all posts, this is my take, my opinion, my knowledge. If you make your magick in a different way, great! Don't hate on other ways of the Craft. As I say again and again, there's no wrong way to witchcraft.~

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Air/Sky

- Gods: Kári, Njord, Odin

- Offerings: Air related plants, chimes, music, and feathers

Animal/Nature/Earth/Plant/etc

- Goddesses: Jord, Idun/Ithunn, Fjörgyn, Freya/Freyja, Skadi, Sif, Zisa

- Gods: Freyr, sometimes Thor

- Offerings: Plants, stones, gems, earthy foods, acts of kindness towards the earth and animals (volunteering, cleaning up trash, planting trees, etc)

Arts/Music/Dance/etc

- Gods: Odin, Bragi

- Goddesses: Freya/Freyja

- Offerings: Handmade art, dances, songs, wine

Chaos/Discord/Strife/etc

- Gods: Loki

- Goddesses: Vali/Váli

- Offerings: Rotten fruit, messy art, dead plants, blades, bones, blood, anger, mistletoe

Childbirth/Children/Fertility/Life/etc

- Gods: Lodurr, Njord, Freyr

- Goddesses: Eostre/Eastre/Ostara, Freya/Freyja, Frigg

- Offerings: Play, children’s toys, breast milk, baby dolls, fresh fruits, warm blankets

Communication/Messages

- Gods: Hermod

- Offerings: Writing implements, paper, prayer, communication

Death/Underworld/Afterlife/etc

- Gods: Odin, Ve, Vili

- Goddesses: Beyla, Freya/Freyja, Hel, Irpa, Rán/Ran

- Offerings: Deadly herbs, pomegranates, Fire, rich soil, gems, death, antiques, mistletoe

Fall/The harvest/Food/etc

- Gods: Freyr

- Goddesses: Sif, Zisa/Cisa

- Offerings: Apples, wheat, honey, scythes, sickles, seeds, grains, bread

Fame/Renown/Riches/Wealth/Heroes/Athletes/etc

- Gods: Freyr, Tyr

- Goddesses: Saga

- Offerings: Statues, gold, coins, prayers, adoration, laurels

Fire

- Gods: Loki

- Goddesses: Sol

- Offerings: Fire herbs and stones, bonfires, candles, coals, metals

Home/Hearth/Family/etc

- Goddesses: Frigga

- Offerings: Fire in a fireplace, love, brick from a home, pinecones

Justice/Judgement/Law

- Gods: Baldur, Forseti, Tyr

- Goddesses: Ullr, Syn

- Offerings: Scales, scythes, righteous acts, silver

Knowledge/Wisdom

- Gods: Bragi, Odin

- Goddesses: Gefjon, Mimir, Saga, Snotra, Vor

- Offerings: Books, writing, studying, researching, apples, tea, coffee, silver

Love/Beauty/Sex/Marriage/Women

- Gods: Baldur

- Goddesses: Freya/Freyja, Frigg, Gersimi, Lofn, Sjofn

- Offerings: Romance, love, sex, self love, roses, flowers, brushes, sweets, candles, mirrors

Luck(bad and good)/Changing Luck

- Gods: Freyr

- Offerings: Aventurine, clover, dice and cards, liquor, green candles, apples, almonds

Magick/Prophecy

- Gods: Loki, Odin

- Goddesses: Frigg, Saga

- Offerings: Anything purple, plants for psychic enhancement (like mugwort), tea, mirrors, crystal balls, crone, maiden, and mother statues, triple moon sign, moon glyphs, runes

Moon/Night/Darkness/Stars/Dreams/Sleep/etc

- Gods: Mani

- Goddesses: Bil

- Offerings: Moon Art, herbs related to the Moon, good sleep, silver, Moonstone

Peace/Joy/Hope/Harmony/etc

- Gods: Baldur

- Offerings: bright flowers, sweet songs, smiles, laughter, play

Protection/Healing/Medicine/etc

- Gods: Heimdall, Thor

- Goddesses: Eir, Eostre/Eastre/Ostara

- Offerings: healing and protective herbs, protective runes, citrus fruits, self-care, baths, keeping yourself well-maintained

Spring

- Goddesses: Ostara, Idun

- Offerings: Greens, seeds, songs, eggs, blooming flowers

Summer

- Gods: Odin, Thor, Loki, Baldur,

- Goddesses: Sumarr, Freya

- Offerings: Sun art, sweet wine, sport and play, summer herbs

Sun/Day/Light/Time

- Gods: Dellingr, Loki, Odin

- Goddesses: Sol

- Offerings: Sun art, herbs gathered in the daylight, mindfulness, hard work, cool drinks, hourglasses, watches/clocks

The Hunt/Archery/The Wild/etc

- Goddesses: Skadi

- Offerings: Fresh meat, water, dog/hound statues, arrows, antlers, walking in nature, burnt offerings

War/Warriors/Victory/Men/etc

- Gods: Odin, Thor, Tyr

- Goddesses: Baduhenna, Freya, Hariasa

- Offerings: Blood, blood stone, blades, bones, war water

Water/The sea/Rain/Sailors/etc

- Gods: Njord, Odin

- Goddesses: Baduhenna, Nerthus, Rán

- Offerings: Sand, shells, clean up of water areas, meditation, blessed water

Weather

- Gods: Njord, Odin, Thor

- Goddesses: Baduhenna

- Offerings: Rainwater, enjoying the weather, prayers, dance, cotton

Winter

- Goddesses: Skadi, Vetr

- Offerings: Berries, bonfires, meat, hard liquor, warm drinks, winter herbs, mead, furs

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Hope you enjoyed this post! Look at my earlier post for the same list, but with Greek deities! Blessed Be 💕

[bandrlodge]

Munchies - Daze drabble

Loki x plus size!reader

Word count: ~780

Warnings: 18+ explicit sexual content, recreational marijuana use, there's no actual sex in this...just some heavy allusions.

Not proofread. So...have fun. 😂

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Indulgence.

The finest fruit from the Outer Rim farms.

Her favorite wine brought from Midgard.

Chocolates made by the literal, Universe's Greatest Chocolate maker.

He brought her everything, planned a lavish night for her.

Instead, she sat between his legs and puffed away at a "bowl".

When she said she'd packed some flower for them to share, he had assumed it would be the edible kind. Maybe some honey suckle to tickle his tongue. He had always remarked her cunt tasted just like them.

No. Thor had actually been the one to inform him, albeit he was very nearly stabbed during the explanation. Something about his brother getting 'high' with his lover didn't sit right with the God. Thor had explained they didn't even think the plant would work for him, so he sat with the little Avenger in her room one night and whilst watching Disney movies with her, they'd blown through almost a pound of the plant in one night. Mostly his brother had. The effects for the old God were short lived but, as long as he smoked regularly he was effected just like their tiny Avenger was.

Now, with her mind filled with smoke once more she offered him some; her hands held the small, purple and gold glass piece carefully up to him. An ember burned in the small bowl, smoke curling in a thin whisp from it; it smelled of citrus and spice and frankly, he wished he could burn it as incense in his bath chambers. Loki grasped the pipe in his hand and held between the tips of his lips and inhaled. Y,N's eyes lit up watching him inhale. She never could believe he'd never tried weed before, he was thousands of years old after all. But, the cultures he had had interactions with weren't into the usage and honestly, like Thor he'd never messed with it on assumption it wouldn't work for him.

He was very, very wrong.

It had started as a warmth in his cheeks and then spread like a virus.

"Ya feeling anything yet, horns?" She'd asked, placing a hand on his chest and swinging her perfectly, thick legs over his hips to straddle him. Her softness had been his undoing the first time they'd met. Never had he seen a Midgardian woman with the curves she carried be as soft and gentle as she was. In his experience, Midgard hardened the soft women. It was almost as if being a gentle soul and having a soft, full body weren't compatible. They kicked and berated those women until they grew shells to protect themselves, just like he had. But, Y/N was unburdened, gentle, and full of life. She was like a sip of freedom he could drink every day.

Loki nodded and nuzzled his face into her neck, breathing in her scent and tracing his tongue over the slick skin.

"It seems, my fawn, that my dear brother was correct about this plant. It takes a good deal of product to achieve the desired effect, but," his teeth nipped at her incessantly, drawing pitiful mewls from her bite swollen lips. Loki lingered there, lavishing her neck and shoulders with his kisses. Her chest was heaving, cheeks tinged with red, and her eyes were glazed, not only from the haze of the drug but, from the pure lust he had inspired. At the precise moment when Y,Ns eyes began to roll back into her head Loki had the most wicked idea. It was simple really, he was hungry, but, he didn't want to leave his poor sweet fawns breasts and neck so...unbothered.

"My dear, please, eyes up. I have a surprise for you." Her eyes fluttered open, the y,e,c orbs consumed within the pitch black of her blown pupils. It took her a moment to put a full picture together. One Loki behind her, now positioning her to lay on his chest, breasts now having spilled from the black Asgardian gown he'd conjured for her. One Loki, naked as the day he was born, beginning to crawl up the bed, watching as the former pried her legs apart and hitched the gown up.

"Fawn, it seems as you warned, one of the side effects of this plant has started to rear its head. I am...quite famished. If you've noticed, I am...a little indecisive, though. Do I tongue fuck that sweet little cunny or play with these perfect breasts and mark this elegant neck with my own constellations? However, I've learned,"The original Loki palmed her breast as his duplicate settled between her thighs, licking up each one and suckling each of her sticky lips, "When you can have both? Why choose?"

[weaponizedembrace]

a very descriptive and detailed profile of your muse

Fill in questionnaire for your muse, including headcanons. If you can’t answer any questions, add some of your own. When finished, repost and tag 15 other people.

name: Steven Grant Rogers

mbti: INFJ (The Protector)

age: 20s-30s (physically, timeline dependent)

birthdate: July 4, 1918

species: Enhanced human

gender: Cis male

sexual orientation: Bisexual, leans demi-ish

romantic orientation: Biromantic, demi

eyes: Blue

hair: Blonde

skin: Fair

height: 6′2″

body type: Peak human physical fitness, tall, muscular

weight: 240lbs

profession: Timeline dependent: U.S. Army Captain, Howling Commando, Shield Agent, Avenger, vigilante...

interests: Justice, equality, art, music, baseball, combat and acrobatics, motorcycles, history, politics (he hates politics, really, but it’s a necessary interest)

companions: Verse dependent, but closest and most constant are: Bucky Barnes, Natasha Romanoff, and Sam Wilson

antagonists: So many. Red Skull, anyone Hydra, Loki, Ultron, and Thanos top the list (and sometimes Loki gets a pass *eyebrow waggle*)

smells: Coffee, fresh cut grass, leather, lemons/citrus, cedar/pine, blood/copper, sun/sweat warmed skin

fruits: Strawberries, cherries, peaches

favorite foods: He loves exploring all different kinds of foods (it’s one of his favorite things about the “future”), but corned beef hash tastes like his childhood, and a fried egg on top makes it perfect.

favorite drinks: coffee, water, beer

alcoholic beverages?: Drinks beer (or whiskey if offered) casually, but cannot get drunk unless Asgardian booze is provided XD

smoke?: Never

drugs?: Never

driver’s license?: Yes

random headcanon: He really enjoys art house and B movies, and he always finds small “artsy” movie theatres wherever he’s living to support. He enjoys going by himself at times just to “escape” when he needs to, but also thinks of it as a good 3rd-4th date option if he ever thinks someone would be interested and wants to let them into another part of himself most don’t see.

tagged by: @hyperverbalbillionaire​ (TY!) tagging: Steal it and tag me!!

[marvelmadam08]

Girls Night In

Part of 100 Days of Marvel

Prompt 23: Chocolate and alcohol are a girl’s best friends, fuck diamonds.

Summary: What happens when the ladies of The Avengers get together and kick the boys out of the common room for the night? (Featuring Jennifer Fury from Uncle Fury)

Warnings: swearing, mature content (i.e. grown women conversation), mentions of sex, death, anger and grief.

A/N: I do not recognize the events of Endgame. 

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“Out!” Everyone in the room commanded

“But-” Bucky starts to protest

“You can’t just-” Scott argued

“Begone!” Hope cut him off

“This is my building!” Tony argues, Pepper cleared her throat “Our building, but you can’t just kick us all out.”

The guys started talking over each other, agreeing with Tony.

“Yeah, we can. The first rule of girls’ night is: no guys allowed.” Natasha threw an arm around your shoulder “Right (Y/N)?”

“Right.” you smirked

The elevator dings, drawing everyone’s attention. Gamora, Nebula, and Shuri strut into the room, Nebula thanking Shuri for her repairs and the upgrades. Behind them a slim black cat zoomed through the room before its mystifying green eyes land on you. It hopped in your lap, purring.

“The cat gets an invite?” Tony asked, offended 

“Relax Metal Mouth, Sir is my emotional support cat.” you cooed and scooped the cat into your arms “Aren’t you, silly kitty.”

“But he’s a boy cat.”

Jennifer fell back onto the couch with a large bowl of pretzel sticks in one hand, and a margarita secured in her other.

"Face it boys, you aren't gonna win this fight." She smiled "And don't you have like ninety-nine more floors to run around on?"

"But this floor has everything on it." Scott pouts, eyeing the pool table in front of the fully stocked bar. Thor's drinking buddy, and newly appointed Queen of Asgard, Brunnhilde, was already on her sixth drink, and showing no signs of slowing down.

"Which is exactly why, we're taking over for the night." Carol said from Tony's designated armchair

Tony opened his mouth to speak again when he was cut off by the super solider formerly known as Nomad.

"Guys, I say we let the ladies have the space for the night. Like Jen said we can use a different floor." The look he gave to his best friend didn't go unnoticed "Besides I think I'm gonna turn in a bit early tonight."

The dark haired soldier locked eyes with Steve for a brief moment on his way to the elevator. You looked to Natasha, wiggling your eyebrows.

"Fine, I'll let you ladies have your fun tonight." Tony gave in "Besides it's no fun if we can't poke fun at Steve. Let's go gents, there's a bar on twenty-fifth with my name on it."

Accepting defeat, the guys filed into the elevator, Bucky volunteering to take the stairs.

Shuri, Mantis, and Jennifer took over the TV, surprisingly agreeing on RuPaul’s Drag Race. Brunnhilde (a.k.a Valkyrie), Carol, Gamora and Nebula had all started a drinking game, and honestly you didn’t think the bar would have anything left after they got through with it. Nat, Hope, and Pepper drifted over to the pool table, Okoyke standing not too far away, mainly for Shuri’s protection, but still involving herself in light conversation. You caught Wanda up on everything that happened in the last five years, Sir curled up on your lap.

“So do you think Steve will finally come clean to Bucky tonight?” You asked her

“Fifty bucks says he’ll chicken out- again.” Natasha called out from across the room “It’s Steve, even with the beard and that ‘Your daughter calls me Daddy’ attitude, he’s still the king of waiting too long.”

“But he was gonna tell him before the snap.” Wanda pointed out “Fifty says he will.”

“Please, if anything Barnes will make the first move.” Pepper chuckled “Hundred says he does.”

“Do I hear a betting poll happening?” Jennifer turned her attention away from the TV “If so I’m in. A hundred on Barnes making the first move. It’s always the quiet ones you have to keep any eye out for.”

“She makes a good point.” Wanda agreed “It’s the quiet ones that always surprise you.”

“Which is exactly why my next boyfriend will be a mime.” Jennifer declared

“A mime?” several voices asked

“Yup, bright side he won’t mansplain everything. Downside is he won’t be able to say those four little words I long to hear.”

“Aw, is it will ‘you marry me’?” Mantis chewed on a pretzel stick

“No, it’s ‘Can I cum, Mistress’?”

Pepper nearly spit out her drink laughing, Wanda was red in the face but still smiling behind her own drink.

Sir purred approvingly.

The later it got, and the more everyone drank, the funnier and raunchier the conversations got. Okoyke eventually escorted Shuri out and up to her own room, even though Shuri assured her that there were worse things on the internet. Everyone gathered back towards the couch, having one conversation with five sidebars.

“Is it just pineapple that makes it taste good or is it fruit in general?” Hope asked the others

“It’s pineapple, papayas, citrus fruits, surprisingly bananas.” You listed the foods, Sir mewled “Yeah, you like bananas, don’t you Sir.”

“Why did you name him Sir?” Wanda reached over to pet him and he flinched away

“I dunno, I just called him that one day and it stuck.”

“Peppermint also helps.” Hope added to the previous topic “Scott swears by it.”

“Really?” Pepper raised an eyebrow

“I’m confused, why would you want it to taste better?” Nebula’s nose scrunched

“For the same reason you wait for the yaro root to ripen.” Gamora explained “But it’s the juice you get from it instead.”

“I see. Is that why you told Quill to drink the yaro root shake?”

“I love yaro root.” Carol drizzled chocolate sauce onto a marshmallow before shoving it in her mouth “And chocolate!”

She received several cheers in agreement.

“I don’t care what anyone says, chocolate and alcohol are a girl’s best friend, fuck diamonds.” Jennifer drank the last of her fourth margarita “Nat, is there more?”

“We’re not gonna have a repeat of Halloween are we?” Nat brushed Jennifer’s hair back

“No, I’m still co...here...clog.... I can still talk.”

“Water it is.” Nat stood to go grab a few water bottles

“So, Pepper, I heard that Tony is finally retiring.” Wanda spoke up

“Yeah, well sort of, he’s still gonna be around the tower. Possibly help rebuild the compound, but as for fighting.” she shook her head “I know he’s gonna miss it though, especially the post-battle sex.”

“The what?” Mantis gasped softly

“Post-battle sex, it’s basically when you’re adrenaline is still high, or you get closer to death than normal.” Hope explained “You come home and celebrate that you aren’t permanently, severely injured or dead.”

“Oh, and is this a normal human custom?”

“No, I think we’re the only nut jobs that get close to dying on a regular basis.” Natasha forced Jennifer to drink her water

“I remember, I had some amazing post-fight sex with Loki.” You admitted, you half notice when Sir’s ears twitch.

“You and Loki?” Brunnhilde nearly gagged “What the hell would possess you to do that?”

“Emotions run high, thoughts get thrown out the window. And you jump in bed with the closest demigod.” you shrug “I just can’t believe he’s been gone for five years.”

Wanda wrapped a reassuring arm around your shoulders.

“You haven’t been with anybody in five years?” Gamora asked

“I didn’t say that. Don’t get me wrong, Loki was great in bed, but an actual relationship was never the plan. He was too...”

“Sneaky? Underhanded? Murderous?” Pepper listed 

“And emotionally constipated, besides I actually met someone a few months ago.” you state proudly, Sir was now on his hind legs and pressing his paws to your face. “Stop that.”

 You moved Sir to the floor, and he did not like that. He clawed at your legs, begging for your attention. “Ow, what has gotten into you?”

“You might to get him spayed.” Carol suggested, Sir hissed before he ran behind the couch “And you never told us that you met someone.”

“I didn’t take it seriously at first, he doesn’t even know I’m and Avenger, but now that everything is back to normal I might go for it.” 

A green light emits from behind you. Mantis screams, several people scream actually. Natasha swore in Russian, and backed away from you. The vengeful voice that followed sent a chill down your spine.

“Over my dead body.” Loki seethed

“Loki? What the hell?” you jumped up from your seat “You’re alive?”

“You know what, I’ve fucking had it with cats!” Jennifer cried “It’s always something with them. Throwing up tesseracts, being aliens, changing into once dead demigods. I’m fucking over it.”

“But you died on the ship.” Brunnhilde stated

“Clearly I didn’t.” Loki looked to you “How could you say that stuff about me? What do you mean I’m not meant for a relationship?”

“You pretend to be dead for five years, and I’m the one in the wrong for calling you sneaky?” you jabbed an accusing finger at him “I can’t believe you were sitting here, listening to our private conversations and letting me go on about-”

“How fantastic I am in bed?” he smirked “I’m flattered, and no mortal will be able to replace me.”

“You jealous prick, I’m gonna kill you myself.”

“You’ve got help.” Natasha stood to her feet

The others followed and marched towards the retreating trickster.

“I’m sure we can come to some type of agreement here, ladies.”

“Get him.”