#loki dad

[therese-lokidottir]

New Little Sister

Lokifam dabble Suitable for all ages

"Hey, it stopped crying," Vali remarked, a curious lilt in his voice as he gently peeled back the blanket. "She's not an it. She is your sister," Loki stated firmly.

"Ehh, she's all red and wrinkly," Narvi exclaimed, clearly taken aback. Loki gently pulled Narvi back, so as not to disturb the sleeping babe. "She looks just like her brothers when they were born," he whispered, his voice tender and filled with affection. Narvi seemed to be in disbelief, "No way." Loki smiled, shushed him, and lovingly patted his head.

"She's so tiny," Vali remarked, looking down at the peacefully sleeping newborn, "I thought she'd be bigger since Mama's stomach got so big." Loki chuckled and advised him not to mention that to their mother.

Loki guided Vali back towards the rest of the family, his heart filled with pride and a touch of solemnity. He knelt down, gathering his sons into his arms, and spoke to them in a gentle yet serious tone. "My sons, you are both big brothers now," he said, his voice carrying the weight of his words. "And I want you to help guide and protect your sister as she journeys through this world." he continued.

Vali and Narvi exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of uncertainty and wonder, their eyes drifting toward their peacefully sleeping sister.

Vali expressed concern, noting her tiny size that would require extra protection, while Narvi, inquisitive as ever, asked her name. "Sylene," Loki declared with quiet confidence. "That's a funny name," Vali remarked. "Your mother chose it. She's named her after a dear friend" Loki told his sons. "It's a pretty name in its own unique way," Narvi remarked.

Narvi and Vali reached for Loki's hands, clasping them tightly as a vow to honor their father's wish to protect their new sister, Sylene and to be her guides through life.

[mobius-m-mobius]

#happy anniversary to remembering this actually happened 😘✌️

Loki S2 Anniversary x Episode 5 - “Science/Fiction”

[spideyson-stuff]

I love this "Peter is Worthy to lift the Hammer" thing

Because, imagine the same scenario from the avengers movie where everyone tries to lift the hammer, but with Peter in the middle too, even Nat tries and can't, (Steve can't because I don't want to) Peter would probably use all his strength to lift the hammer but it would end up falling on his face because, well, he's worthy, it's light for him

And while he's unconscious on the floor everyone would be freaking out because HOLY FUCK HE'S WORTHY!?

Thor and Loki would be in a dispute to see who adopts him first to be the future heir to the throne of Asgard and Tony would be like "he's already taken"

Thor goes to try to steal Peter but Peter screams when Thor takes him too high and Tony literally jumps off the roof putting on the armor going after them in the damn sky

Peter and Thor play with the hammer and Tony is like "I'm so proud, but if that idiot god tries to steal my son one more time-"

Loki is trying to steal Peter too sometimes, Tony can't stand stopping gods from stealing Peter anymore

Peter is confused as to why 3 such important people are fighting over him

When he really discovered how important it was to be able to lift the axe he fainted, Thor, Loki and Tony went into complete despair

[doctor-mccoys-sanity]

You cannot look me in the eyes and tell me this man is not divorced

He is the most divorced dad to ever live. This man is oblivious in all sense of the word and blindly loves his children. This man thinks their interests haven’t changed changed since they were 7 and goes along with whatever they say. This man is the girl dad and has worn a tiara and played imaginary tea-party. This man tries to tell his children off before he just lets them get away with it because he’s tired and the kids are cute. This man is trying. This man is so divorced.

[sacredfixation]

I can’t stop thinking about how weirdly intimate this deleted scene is. Loki’s like, ‘ugh, the cream is weird’ and Mobius is like, ‘lol, shaving cream’ and it’s just this quiet little moment of domesticity in the middle of cosmic bureaucracy. Loki looks so comfortable and dare I say… happy? Like they’re in their own little pie-filled world.

And theres something so ridiculously soft about Mobius throwing out the dumb shaving cream joke and Loki, a literal god, just giggling like an idiot. Like, Mobius could’ve said ANYTHING, and Loki would’ve been like ‘hehe, you’re so funny.’ Bro was smitten over pie and banter.

[sunarryn]

DP X Marvel #7

Tony Stark had seen a lot of wild things in his life—aliens, Norse gods, sentient killer bots made by his own two hands—but nothing, nothing, could’ve prepared him for the day a literal ghost boy phased through the ceiling of Stark Tower and declared, “You’re my godfather now.”

Tony blinked. “…Did I drink last night?”

“No,” Pepper called from another room. “You’ve been sober for two years.”

“Right. Just checking. Then who the hell is this glowing child and why does he think I’m his godfather?”

Danny Fenton, age seventeen, half-ghost disaster and walking teenage trauma case, stood in the middle of the floor with glowing green eyes and the confidence of a raccoon that’s already tipped over the trash can. “Because I’m emotionally damaged and in need of a stable father figure who isn’t a power-obsessed megalomaniac with Oedipal issues.”

Tony stared.

Danny stared back.

Tony raised a brow. “Are you talking about your actual dad or—”

“Vlad Masters,” Danny spat like the name was poison. “He’s rich, insane, and wants to kill my dad and marry my mom. And I’m pretty sure he’s legally stalking me. So… yeah. You’re the anti-Vlad. Congratulations. You’re my godfather now.”

Tony looked like he was buffering. Then a slow, terrible grin crawled across his face. “…Hell yeah I am.”

And that was that. Danny Fenton moved into Stark Tower and the next day Tony updated the JARVIS files with: “New priority directive: Protect Ghost Goblin 1 (Danny Fenton).”

Then Peter Parker, long-suffering, perpetually confused, and not emotionally prepared for whatever was happening lately, stared as Danny literally walked through his bedroom wall and flopped onto his bed like they’d known each other for years.

“You ever heard of doors?” Peter asked, voice cracking slightly because holy hell the new godchild Tony was parading around was cute. Even if he looked like he hadn’t slept since the Cold War.

Danny ignored him. “Tony said I should ‘hang out with the spider boy’ because we’d be ‘trauma-compatible.’” He rolled over and stared at Peter upside-down. “Are you trauma-compatible, Peter?”

Peter looked to the heavens like they would help him. “I’m not emotionally ready for this conversation.”

“Cool. Me neither.” Danny pulled a full-size Fenton Thermos out of somewhere and sipped from it like it was a soda. “Wanna make out or emotionally repress things together?”

Peter sputtered. “Wh—WHAT?!”

Danny grinned with all his teeth. “That’s what Tony said you’d do. Panic adorably. You’re kinda proving his point.”

Meanwhile, Tony Stark was committing several war crimes from his living room.

“I’ve traced the GIW’s funding to three offshore accounts, two shell corporations, and one extremely sus Girl Scout cookie fundraiser. I’m calling in a missile strike in 3… 2…”

“Tony, no,” Pepper said without looking up from her tablet.

“Tony, YES.”

Tony had decided, rather quickly, that the GIW (Guys In White, a government ghost hunting agency that was somehow even more evil and incompetent than HYDRA on bath salts) needed to be permanently deleted from existence. Preferably with fire.

And when he found out that Danny’s biological parents had been working with them?

Tony sent Jazz a college fund with so many zeroes it crashed her banking app.

Jazz, who was nineteen, brilliant, and terrifying in the most Pepper Potts-coded way, politely declined Tony’s offer to adopt her.

Though she did let Pepper start mentoring her.

Within a month, she was managing several Stark subsidiary companies, speaking at conferences, and had already physically thrown three men out of boardrooms.

Tony watched her threaten a corrupt investor once and whispered, “That’s my girl—wait no, Pepper’s girl. Same difference.”

And then there was Dani.

Technically, Danielle. Biologically fifteen. Chronologically five. Personality-wise? A feral gremlin hopped up on ghost energy and sibling issues.

She and America Chavez met at a Stark Industries youth outreach event and instantly bonded over being “multiverse anomalies with authority issues.”

Now they were best friends, terrorizing New York and the surrounding dimensions like it was a competitive sport.

“DANI GET OFF THAT DINOSAUR.”

“YOU CAN’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO, YOU’RE NOT MY MOM.”

“AMERICA PUT THE SORCERER SUPREME DOWN.”

“HE STARTED IT.”

Stephen Strange started keeping antacids in his cape.

Meanwhile, Dani kept calling Tony “Iron Dad” and trying to hotwire the Quinjet for “ghost girl reasons.” Nobody could stop her. Nobody even tried anymore.

And then—as if the chaos weren’t enough—Dan showed up.

Danny’s alternate universe self, aged up to 21 because time travel is rude, and fused with Vlad in a Frankenstein disaster combo of trauma, rage, and nuclear hotness.

Dan was chaos incarnate.

He crashed through a multiversal rift during breakfast and immediately tried to flirt with Loki.

Loki, sipping tea in the kitchen, barely looked up. “You smell like war crimes and daddy issues.”

Dan purred, “You smell like abandonment trauma and repressed bisexuality.”

“Stop flirting with the Asgardian war criminal!” Jazz yelled from across the room.

“IT’S CALLED DIPLOMACY,” Dan yelled back.

Vlad, for his part, tried to retaliate by showing up at Stark Tower in a suit and monologuing about betrayal, destiny, and how Danny was meant to be his son/heir/lovechild/successor/whatever.

Tony tased him.

No hesitation. No words. Just taser.

Vlad hit the ground like a sack of sad midlife crisis potatoes.

“JARVIS,” Tony said cheerfully, “Put him in a cage. Have it labeled: Delusional Walmart Dracula.”

“Yes, sir.”

Later, Tony sold DALV.CO for one dollar to Pepper, who then dismantled the company in less than 72 hours and donated the parts to ghost safety research in underfunded schools.

Danny cried. “You guys are like… functional, emotionally regulated versions of the Addams family.”

Pepper patted his head. “We try.”

One day, Nick Fury called.

“I want an explanation,” Fury growled, “for why there’s a ghost child joyriding a helicarrier, a teenager that can rip holes in space-time, a clone spray painting ‘eat my ecto-butt’ on Avengers Tower, and why the hell Loki is apparently married to a fusion of two ghosts!”

Tony just sipped his drink and said, “It’s called found family, Baldy.”

Fury blinked. “What?”

“You wouldn’t get it.”

Peter, off-camera, shouted, “DANNY STOP TRYING TO PHASE THROUGH MY WALL I SAW THAT.”

“You can’t stop me, Peter!”

“YES I CAN, THIS IS A RENT-CONTROLLED BUILDING.”

“I love you too!”

And somewhere, across the infinite multiverse, Clockwork watched all of this with a sigh and a sip of tea.

He was going to need so much aspirin.

[airyal245]

I may have found another character to obsess over...

Loki. It's Loki. Big shocker here on Tumblr.

[vyynn]

Peter blatantly shows off his iron man merch infront of the avengers. He's very proud of his collection. He runs away with his arms full whenever Tony enters the living room

Peter once made a "we will learn how to get along" shirt with Natasha. She forces Steve and Tony to wear it for three hours everytime they argue.

Peter has written fanfics about Tony being a father figure to him and only Bruce knows about it because he accidentally spilled it while he was getting a check up.

Peter hid the broom Clint uses to poke him off the ceiling whenever he sticks himself up there to sulk. It's still hidden until now, Clint refuses to use a new one because he challenged himself to find it before he turns 60.

Peter impulsively bought a pair of crocs while on a school trip. After Natasha told Steve about the charms you can buy for the pair, he always buys one or two with Bucky whenever they go out and leaves them outside Peter's door. It's always accompanied with a chocolate bar chosen by Sam.

Peter has clothes made of fine Asgardian leather. By who? Thor of course. Loki picked them out. Peter even has a special box just for the clothes Thor brings down from Asgard randomly, the box is even decorated! A doodle of Loki and Thor right on the front of it.

Loki thinks Peter doesn't know he's choosing the clothes, the kid does. Thor told Peter but you didn't hear that from me.

[dummyminded]

Okay, so if this is their first date (Because it is no I won't hear otherwise)...DOES THAT MEAN LOKI ASKED MOBIUS OUT FIRST?!

[megalomari]

lokius deleted pie scene i owe you my life

[kitty384]

You Should’ve Told Me

Summary: Nearing the end of her pregnancy, Y/N has been hiding just how much discomfort she’s in—how every breath is tight, every step heavier than the last. She doesn’t want to worry Loki. He’s already so protective. But when she collapses during a peaceful walk in the royal gardens, her body finally betrays her silence. And Loki? He shatters.

Content Warnings: collapsing/fainting, fear of loss, protective Loki, pain (non-graphic), hurt/comfort, panic, reader feeling like a burden, Loki fiercely reassuring her

The gardens were quiet.

The late Asgardian sun warmed the marble paths and filled the courtyards with golden light. The breeze was gentle, and birds flitted lazily from tree to tree.

It was the perfect kind of day.

And Y/N could barely keep her eyes open.

She walked slowly, one hand braced under her belly, the other pressed gently to the small of her back.

Every step sent pressure rippling through her joints. Her hips ached. Her feet throbbed. Her skin felt tight and hot and wrong.

But she kept going.

Loki had begged her to rest. He always did. He noticed everything—every grimace, every wince.

So lately… she had gotten better at hiding them.

Better at faking a breath that didn’t catch in her ribs. Better at smiling when her spine felt like it was splitting.

He had enough on his shoulders. She didn’t want to add to it.

“I’m fine,” she whispered to herself.

The lie was thin. She kept walking anyway.

Until her vision blurred.

Until her knees buckled.

Until everything tilted.

She didn’t remember hitting the ground.

Only the feeling of her body giving out.

Only the sudden coldness of marble against her cheek, and the sound of someone screaming her name.

Loki.

He had only been gone for a moment.

He’d stepped away to speak with the royal healer about enchanted birthing salves. When he returned to the path they always walked together—the one that curved beneath the blooming starlight trees—she was gone.

Then he saw the crowd.

Then he saw her.

His wife—his everything—collapsed on the stone, unmoving.

He barely remembered how he got to her.

One moment he was across the garden.

The next, he was on his knees beside her, hands trembling, magic flaring uncontrollably beneath his skin.

“Y/N—Y/N!”

She stirred weakly, eyes fluttering.

He gathered her into his arms, holding her against him, feeling her heartbeat flutter like a trapped bird.

“I’m here,” he breathed. “I’ve got you. I’ve got you.”

She winced, clutching her belly.

“I—I’m okay. Just dizzy.”

“Don’t lie to me,” he snapped—then softened instantly. “Please. Don’t lie.”

Frigga was suddenly there, kneeling at her other side, hands already glowing with calming runes.

“She’s overheating,” she said quietly. “She’s been pushing herself.”

Loki’s jaw clenched.

He cradled Y/N closer, hand splayed over her bump.

The baby stirred—thank the gods.

Still alive. Still moving.

He kissed her damp forehead.

“You should’ve told me,” he whispered, voice shaking. “You should’ve told me.”

Y/N’s eyes filled with tears.

“I didn’t want to worry you,” she said hoarsely. “You already do so much—I just wanted to be strong for you.”

Loki shook his head, his own tears slipping down now.

“You don’t have to be strong for me,” he said. “You are carrying our child. You are already the strongest soul I know. Let me be the one to hold the weight now. Let me protect you.”

“I thought if I told you how much it hurt, you'd panic.”

“I would’ve. I am.” He leaned his forehead to hers. “But I would never want you to suffer alone just to spare my feelings.”

She let out a quiet sob and clung to his robe.

“I’m so tired.”

“I know, dove,” he whispered. “We’re almost there. Just a little longer. Let me carry the rest.”

He brought her back to their chambers himself—arms around her, voice never stopping.

Soft, loving things.

Ancient words in old tongues.

Promising her peace.

Promising her she’d never fall again.

He tucked her into bed, placed his hand over her belly, and whispered to their unborn child:

“Your mother is a goddess. But even goddesses deserve rest.”

Masterlist

Request

[cat-cosplay]

We've got a project in the works...

But we have to keep it Low Key.

(Don't read into this. It's just a pun.)

[ashdreams2023]

Hey there! I was wondering if I could request a cute little Loki x reader oneshot where Loki and reader just has a baby together and Loki is kinda like showing off how cute their baby is and how proud of reader he is??🙃 and maybe he’s like bragging and reader is kinda eavesdropping and giggling?

thank you :D

Daddy’s girl

Comfort

Loki never thought he could be any happier after being with you but to his utter surprise everything changed when you gave birth to the bundle of joy.

He caressed the soft chubby cheek of his baby girl, she was curiously watching him with her big green eyes, a trait he was very proud of passing off but still very pleased that everything else came from your side.

She had just woken up from her nap, not hungry and her diaper just changed, enjoying the attention her daddy was giving her.

"Aren’t you the most gorgeous being I have ever seen" he kissed her forehead and walked out to the area where everyone was waiting to meet the new little princess.

Wanda hurried to be the first to hold her and squealed happily at the awaken baby "Oh great heavens she looks beautiful, the most precious little thing"

The other surrounded Wanda to take a look at the little girl, Loki felt a heave pang of pride as he heard everyone complement his baby.

His little one, the one you graced him of bringing to this world.

"She takes after her mother, a beautiful strong and delicate flower she will grow up to be"

The baby girl cooed at the many people staring at her adoringly, clearly enjoying all the attention and being the center of everyone’s conversation.

"And this right here is all you Loki, attention seeker" Natasha chuckled.

Loki grinned mischievously "And doing it with the most adorable little face, what can I say? She’s her daddy’s girl"

"Oh my god let’s hope you don’t inherit your daddy’s mischief behavior now" Wanda booped the baby’s nose.

The baby girl smiled softly, showing her little dimples, everyone awed at the sight before handing her back to Loki.

He looked adoringly down at her "I’m so happy you are finally here my little princess, my dove did a wonderful job of taking care of you inside her, I’m so proud and I hope you know, you will be loved to bits just like your dear mother" he whispered to his baby, unknowingly to him that you were standing near the doorway, hearing everyone word and clenching your chest in pure bliss with the stupidest grin on your face.

And maybe just maybe when time is right you’ll let him live the same feeling again, but for now, he can enjoying showing off your baby and dotting on you till you get sick of it.



[spideyson-stuff]

I know we all love Loki and Peter being friends idea, but what about Peter HATING Loki and Loki being completely devastated by it?

Peter is just mad because Loki is a liar, and he HATES LIARS

Are you telling him that this guy threw Tony out of his own tower window and betrayed his brother multiple times? nah ah, nop, huhhuh, I don't like this guy!

Loki is already depressed because, this child is kind and friendly to everyone, WHY CAN'T HE BE LIKE THIS TO HIM!?

Seriously everyone loves this kid because he's adorable and kind, Loki is feeling so left out that Thor once found him in a dark corner sitting in the fetal position crying

Tony has never been so happy, Thor has never been so worried and shocked for his own brother

And it's not the kind of hate where you call people names and are rude, nohohohohoho, that Loki would accept

It's the kind of hate where the person acts normal but looks at you with disgust, disagrees with you almost always and silently judges you for EVERYTHING, it's suffocating

Loki: STOP IT YOU'RE KILLING ME!

Peter: I'm not doing anything

Loki: EXACTLY! 😭😭😭

[pickles4nickles]

Hereward note sheet I did when I was trying to figure out how to translate him into my style for my palace AU

And then I just kinda wanted to draw all of Akechi's Personas together like one big happy family

[sacredfixation]

Mobius eating tiny polite bites of key lime pie like he’s on a formal lunch break vs. Loki shoveling cream into his mouth with vague disdain and zero hesitation. Like Mobius is the older guy teaching Loki how to be a person and now they’re on this weird bureaucratic not-date date eating fluorescent green pie.