#loki god of lies

[giltandgreen]

Iron Man: Are we sure this guy wants to be a villain? He's had tears in his eyes every moment we've seen him.

Loki: [visibly teary-eyed] I have not. Thor: It's fine, Man of Iron. My brother has always been crying as far back as I can remember. Iron Man: And no one ever thought that was weird?!?

[lokidbadguy]

IM ON MY KNEES LOKI

[storiesfromtherealms]

True magic is the imposition of a narrative upon reality. It is telling a story to the world... and making the world believe it. 

[donaweasley]

The Situation

Pairing: Loki x Fem!Reader

Plot:

A little foodgasm turns into a long-awaited confession. (Not much of a plot, really. Just some lazy writing.)

Warnings: Fluff, silly writing

Read time: ~9 mins

It was the weekend. As was her routine for weekends, (Y/N) woke up late and dragged her feet into the kitchen to get breakfast. Just as she had expected, everyone else had gone about their business, leaving the kitchen empty for her. Well, almost empty.

She found the God of Mischief gathering ingredients for his tea. Now, Mr. Mischief here had never tasted tea in Asgard but as soon as he “discovered” it, as he loved to put it, no one could step in between him and his favourite beverage. And, as one would expect, he was very particular about it. So, he was usually found preparing his own cup.

“Hey!” (Y/N) greeted Loki with a stifled yawn - one that ultimately wriggled its way out of her sleepy mouth.

“Lady (Y/N),” he gave a brief nod.

Loki loved the quietude of the weekends. Although there was hardly any difference between the days of the week in their profession, the team tried to get a glimpse of a normal life by allowing themselves certain well-deserved liberties whenever possible.

Now, the only other thing that Loki loved other than the calmness and the solitary reign in the kitchen was the quiet presence of (Y/N). There was something about her that he couldn’t really put a finger on but absolutely loved. He liked basking in her presence - that was all he knew, and he was satisfied with that, not wishing for anything more.

In the kitchen, he now observed her as her eyes wandered through the myriad of breakfast options, looking for something that would be delicious but would involve the least work.

Noticing her confusion, Loki offered to make her a cup of tea and a sandwich.

“I’d love that! Thank you!!” She chirped. “Actually, you do not need to go for all the stuffing for the sandwich. Just a spread will do.”

“Are you sure? It will not be a problem.”

“Absolutely! I simply lo…ove this!” She held a jar of Nutella in her hands.

Loki chuckled at her antics.

He was preparing tea, and slicing away the sides of the bread when he heard a moan from behind him.

What was that? Am I… Did I hear what I think I heard?

His eyes went wide, and body went rigid at the sound. Turning very slowly, he found her sitting on the other side of the kitchen counter, with the jar in one hand. The slow manner in which two chocolate-stained fingers were coming out of her mouth were no less than being pornographic. Her eyes were closed and her bottom lip was stained with chocolate.

As the chocolate spread over her tongue, a slight shiver ran through her. Another moan left her sealed lips.

Loki watched unabashedly as she dipped her fingers in the spread, and brought them to her mouth once more, licking them clean. Unaware of the reactions of his body, his own mouth opened slightly as he followed her actions.

The sharp whistle of the kettle brought both of them back to the real world with a jump. They stared at each other, unable to decide the right word or action.

Becoming suddenly aware of his “situation”, he swiftly turned his back towards her, and started fiddling with the slices of bread, his brain cells still trying to remember what he was doing with the food. The primary reason why he refused to meet her eyes was the slight discomfort in his sweatpants. And the way his mind was still reacting to her actions, he was unsure as to when he’d be able to face humanity again.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered.

It almost startled Loki. “Huh? Oh! No, no, it’s okay.”

“No, I am. It was...”

“Uncomfortable, I know, but-”

“Exactly! Everyone shares this jar. I shouldn’t have dipped my fingers in it like that. Shit!”

“What?” He almost turned but stopped himself before he faced her completely, and turned back to attend to the sandwich. And all this time, he thought that she noticed what she had done to him.

“Yeah, you know what? I’ll take this to my room. Will get a new one for the kitchen.”

Saying so, she hopped down from the stool, and moved to the sink to wash her hands.

“Let me help you,” she stood beside him.

Immediately, rather comically, Loki turned towards away from her. She looked at him with furrowed brows, trying to decipher the reason behind his weird behaviour.

“I...uh...You prepare the rest of the sandwich. I’ll be back in a minute.”

He didn’t trust his fate enough to walk to his room, lest he should bump into somebody on the way. Instead he chose to vanish into a green glow, leaving her with furrowed brows and with confused thoughts about what could have been wrong with him.

—

She spent all day wondering why Loki had been refusing to meet her eyes or why he refused to train with her and complied only when she pestered him with questions. Or why a hint of red crept up his ears during the training. She blamed the latter on the adrenaline but even then it felt weird to see the flamboyant god act like a newbie at school.

Guess he’s disgusted with my actions. Damn!

It was only in the quiet of the night, in the comforts of her bed, when her exhausted body decided to retire and the subconscious mind decided to bring all her suppressed thoughts to the forefront, that she remembered - with much embarrassment - the vocal expressions of her love for Nutella. It did not need her a second more to comprehend their impression on Loki. Or to realise what impression she might have created on him.

They might have been living under the same roof for over a year but their relationship had not developed more than two not-so-talkative friends. And, yes, she might be having a not-so-little crush on him, which made matters worse for her.

While she screamed into the pillow at her mortifying state, Loki lay awake, staring at the ceiling, wondering how to approach her and apologise for his unintentional “behaviour”.

It was as if the Universe was conspiring against (or maybe for) them, for the next morning, they again found themselves face-to-face in an otherwise empty kitchen.

“Good morning,” Loki nodded in her direction.

“Good morning, Loki,” she replied, calmer than usual.

Both walked around awkwardly, passing things to each other and getting into each other's paths like two people who had caught each other red-handed at the same crime scene but had their reputations to maintain.

“Uhh…”

“I, uh…”

They both stopped.

“Well, I-” Loki resumed, “I think I’ll go first… I am extremely sorry for my behaviour. I should not have… Well, it just happened, and I…” He took a deep breath. “I hope you will be able to forgive me.”

“I’m sorry as well,” she smiled sheepishly. “I did not realise at first but later I understood how… well, obscene… it sounded… But it’s okay. I don’t think you should apologise for behaving awkwardly. I mean, had I been in your place, I would have probably laughed at myself and tried to avoid myself all day.”

Loki was confused. That wasn’t why he apologised. Did that mean she had no idea why he had to teleport to his room? Oh!

This newfound realisation gave him the confidence that had slipped away before her.

“I mean,” she was babbling, “sometimes I get carried away. I’m over-animated most of the time. And sometimes I just… Ugh! That was so embarrassing! I don’t think I’ll ever forget-”

“It was cute.”

“Huh?” The trickster’s words put a sudden halt to her train of words.

“I think it was cute. It was… different. You express yourself in a different way. It is… impressive, I would say.”

“Oh. I- Well… Thank you?”

“Thank you,” he replied, “for trusting me enough to let yourself go in my presence.”

“Of course, I trust you! I trust you with my life!... I mean, we are partners, right?”

The god of lies could see through her masquerade. There was more to it than she was revealing.

“Is it only because we are partners?” His perceiving eyes and signature smirk now cut through her like a dagger.

“Uh… we have been living together- I mean, under the same roof for pretty long now. Of course, I would trust you with everything.”

“Everything?”

“Y-yes. Almost. Why n-not?”

He remained quiet for a while. His probing eyes and silent smile was killing her. She kept on praying that her flustered state may somehow be veiled from the god of mischief. As if the day before wasn’t enough, she was now on the brink of spilling her feelings to him.

Finally, he said, “I am grateful. Thank you!”

Sending him a relieved smile, she was just about to leave the kitchen when Loki asked her to stop.

“I have a gift for you,” he said, “as a token of my gratitude… Since you love this Midgardian dessert so much, I think it is only fair that you have one that reminds you of me every time you have it.”

A jar of Nutella appeared amidst a green glow on his palm. The smile on his lips was genuine but she could very well read the mischief written in his eyes. Her heart was doing somersaults as she took it from him.

What did he even mean? Was it an innuendo? Is he hitting on me? Oh God!! Is he hitting on me? Wait, does he think of me as a slut? Shit!! All those stupid noises! He definitely thinks I’m a slut! No!!

“(Y/N),” Loki’s deep voice pulled her away from her mental debate. “You are a nice woman, a very beautiful, kind and good person. Do not let anybody think of you otherwise. So,” he stepped a couple of steps forward, “never make those beautiful sounds again in front of anybody… unless it is before me.”

He rasped the last few words in her ear, sending shivers through every corner of her body.

“You are safe with me. I will always take care of you. In every way. Only. You.”

Loki looked into her eyes before leaving the kitchen with his cup of tea. (Y/N), on the other hand, leaned against the counter, her neck and ear sizzling from his breath, her body limp from his words.

Any shred of doubt that she had, had evaporated. She had finally realised.

“Oh my god!!”

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The weird thing is, that situation with Nutella is an absolutely real incident that (ahem) I had created. It was during the lockdown, I was enjoying the delicious made-in-heaven spread in EXACTLY the same way as described, only to realise (around 10 mins later) that I was leaning against an open window. And there are other apartments close by.

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[anonymousfiction211]

Ready to take a break

I once wrote 'Ready to talk?' which is about the reader ignoring Loki, which he can't stand. He takes his frustration and anger out on her in the bed room. Be warned: 18+ and it doesn't desribe a healthy dom/sub-relationship.

I got a request on AO3, to describe the aftermath and how it would be like if the two of them took a break and work back to a more healthy relationship. It is way too much to pack up in an one-shot. So, I decided to do a multiple chapter fic. Here is the next morning after 'that night'. Don't know how many chapters it will be, but around 2/3 more I think.

Hope you enjoy 😊.

Ready to take a break The two of you had let your emotions get the better of you. That was the first thought you had when you woke up this morning. Loki was stumbling around in the kitchen, doing God know what. You replayed the events that had happened yesterday in your head. It didn’t feel right. It was not right.

You knew how much you hurt him when you ignored him, but you did it anyway. You could have confronted him with the information you had. Though, he shouldn’t have made a life changing decision without consulting you first. You have been in this relationship a long time, Loki had always been dominating and the one who got his way. But yesterday he really crossed multiple lines in his anger. And you wondered what he loved more, you or the power he had over you.

After contemplating it for a while, you decided that you had to get up. You put on your sweatpants and an oversized t-shirt, before making your way to the dinner table. Loki had already set the table for breakfast. You could smell he was cooking bacon and eggs, one of the few things he could do by himself. You set down an poured yourself some juice. He had set the table rather extravagantly.

‘(Y/N)’ he said surprised when he entered. ‘I thought you would still be asleep’ he looked down at the ground and plated the eggs on the table. After that he sat down and started to make himself some breakfast. He didn’t look at you. You looked at him, though. Something was off, you couldn’t quite place it. The circles underneath his eyes looked darker, his hair looked more dishevelled than normally and the way he was making himself breakfast. He was a mess, you realized. Or at least for his standards a mess.

‘Loki, we need to talk’ you said.

You could see him flinch. He froze in place with his knife still hallway through the butter. He closed his eyes an took a deep breath. That’s when he finally looked at you. ‘I know’ he barely made audible. ‘I was out of line yesterday’

‘Yeah, you kind of were’ you agreed, not really know how to have this conversation.

‘I shouldn’t have pushed you to say your safeword’ he looked to the table when he said it.

‘What?’ you asked.

‘Yesterday’ he stammered. ‘I pushed you for your safeword. Because I needed you to trust me. I shouldn’t have taken out the anger and frustration of you ignoring me on you in the first place. I get why you did it’

That was information you didn’t have. And it was making you feel nauseous, realizing you weren’t in a healthy sexual relationship with the man you loved was bad enough. But the reality check of how unhealthy that sexual relationship actually was, it was devastating.

‘That’s.. I can’t.. I shouldn’t have to use my safeword to trust you. I should just trust me. And if I need it I can use my safeword, the fact that you pushed me to say it. It’s kind of fucked up. I’m sorry, I have no other words for it’

He just looked through his tear stained eyes at you. It felt like for the first time his mind had actually stopped working and the master of words had nothing more to say. You took a sip of your juice and started to cut some of the eggs Loki had prepared.

‘I don’t know what I can do to make this up to you’ he whispered after a few minutes.

You pondered on the question for some time. Watching Loki play with his food, without eating a thing. ‘Maybe we should take a break’ the words that were on your tongue this morning finally were able to pass your lips.

‘Oh no, I don’t mean from us’ you quickly said when you saw the look of horror on his face. ‘I mean, a break from the sexual dynamics’ you looked down at your plate. Loki didn’t respond. You were growing more anxious and were never comfortable with these kind of silences, who would be? ‘I need to know that you love me and not just the power you have over me’ you could barely made audible.

You were so focussed on the plate in front of you that you hadn’t noticed that Loki had gotten up from his seat. You felt his cold hand in yours, he was kneeling besides you, a few tears streamed down his cheek. ‘Darling, I have failed at many things in my life, but the fact that that thought crosses your mind for even a second, is my greatest failure. I love you more than I can ever express in words. I think that taking a break is a wonderful idea, and I will show you how much I love you for you’

‘You really are okay with that?’ you asked.

‘Of course, I don’t want to lose you and it will give us a change to work things out’

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and pulled him in for a hug. His arms wrapped around your back and he pulled close. You noticed he was reluctant to let you go, but did when he felt you retracting.

‘I love you too’ you said.

He smiled at you, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. He went back and the two of you had breakfast together in silence. Both just figuring out how to improve your relationship and what the break would mean for it in the upcoming time.

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[yetanotherhiddlestoner]

Loki watched as the youngest Stark took to the dance floor. Thor had dragged him to this god-awful event that Tony had put on. The only person that Loki could put up with was you. You treated him like a normal person and not the most wanted criminal that he was. He had, over time, grown a fondness for you. Thor filled your glass up when you asked, you felt on top of the world. Thor whispered something in your ear and you looked up at him.  “Are you serious?” You whispered back, the blonde god just nodded. He walked back to his brother and tried to talk to him, but you noticed Loki’s only focus was on you. Loki watched you dance with Natasha, Clint and Thor, who proved Loki was right about his brother, he was a terrible dancer, two left feet. Your laughter was like music to his ears. Loki’s eyes locked with yours as you made you way over to him.  “May I have this dance Loki?” You held out your hand to him. “It is I who should be asking you that. but alas I have no reason to reject such a kind offer” His hand slid into yours, you noticed the chill.  Leading him to the dance floor, you smile as you navigated yourselves away from the prying eyes of Tony.  “What are you doing?” Loki asks curiously.  You smile, feeling the effects of the drinks you had not long-ago kick in. You felt brave enough to take this chance.  “I want us to have some privacy” You shrug your shoulders, finally making it to the darkest corner of the room, the music still playing loud but here you didn’t feel the need to yell over it. “Are you drunk Y/N?” Loki asks looking at you, you shake your head. “A little tipsy but fully in control of what I am about to do” You didn’t give Loki a chance to ask what that meant before your hand snaked around his head bringing his lips to meet yours. You waited for him to pull away, to protest but instead you were greeted with his arms wrapping around you tightly, pulling you closer. Loki growled as he deepens the kiss.  When you both finally pulled apart, you were breathless.  “I have been wanting to do that for so long Y/N” Loki says breaking the silence.  “Not as long as I have.” “Shall we continue this somewhere more private?” Loki asks, you smile and nod, within a blink you and Loki are in his chambers. ACROSS THE ROOM. Thor chuckles with Natasha as they watch you and Loki leave. Leaving behind a small green puff of smoke. “I win” Thor says gruffly, holding out his hand, Natasha slides a 50 dollar note into his open palm. “Don’t think Tony is going to like this.” She speaks. “Ah my brother is a good man. He will treat her well. Loki has had a crush on her for a while, I just had to give her a little push to get her to make the first move. If it wasn’t her, then he would have never done anything.” “What drink did you give Y.N? I have never seen her so brave when it comes to being drunk?” He reveals a small flask, “Only the best Asgardian liquor. 

[karolinapkarolina]

A litter of Jeff's and the original god of lies

my sister and me having a great time...

[giltandgreen]

Iron Man: What's wrong with him? Was he dropped on his head a lot as a baby?

Loki: Bold of you to assume I was ever held.

[lokidbadguy]

the thing isn't that odin not told loki his heritage, the problem is that odin keep making asgardian believe that frost giant are monsters, cruel, and uncivilized. he put those mindset on his children, he even listened how thor wants to kill all of them, knowing loki was the frost giant. and that's the first problem started

[storiesfromtherealms]

❝ This universe prefers old patterns, old cycles. It would prefer me in an old shape. These files — these stories — have a gravity that pulls at me. That would crush me back into what I no longer am. Away with them, then. I did terrible things to be Loki — things that haunt me, crimes that cannot be forgiven — but I am Loki. And more than that — I am myself. ❞

[rosemilo]

✨️Stunning✨️

[anonymousfiction211]

You just have to believe: 14

You just have to believe masterlist

A/N: Sorry for being a bit inactive at the moment. I struggle sometimes with my energy and still haven't found a good way to balance everything going on in my life at the moment. Hope you enjoy :)

14. Back to normal The next days they forgot all about Rachel snooping around in his office. Loki went back to the gentlemen he pretended to be. He knew the type of guy she liked, and he sure was putting on a good show, he might actually believe he could be like that for real. Still, he had other plans to worry about.

Loki disappeared a lot, and Rachel didn’t know quite where he went every time. Still, she knew better by now to question it. A god was actually into her and the only thing she did was see red flags and mistrust him. She really tried to ignore the red flags that she had created for herself. She figured since he wasn’t portrayed as a ‘nice guy’ in the Norse Mythology and he is the God of Mischief, she subconsciously would think the worst of him.

Rachel and Kate went shopping again. She was getting used to having this kind of luxury in her life, and if felt like ages ago that she was homeless and barely surviving on the streets. This time she actually got something for Kate too, figuring Loki really wouldn’t mind. A green necklace that made her green eyes pop. It suited her perfectly. When they got back, Rachel put on a movie in the living room and made herself some popcorn. Little did she know, that the guy she was in love with, was just in a room below her.

Loki was in his office in the basement. It was just a room, and it would be really easy to spot an access. Had he not put a spell on it that made people not want to look at it, make them forget the door was even there, like it was a monster they couldn’t look into the eye. Since Rachel was the only one that was actually forming a threat to his scheme, it did the trick.

He always came here to work on his actual plan, but for that plan to start working, he needed to win this stupid campaign. And at the moment it wasn’t going as well as he hoped. He hoped to be ahead with a landslide, but he was actually second in the poles. The difference was very close, still it wasn’t good enough for Loki. He wanted to secure his victory, he needed to win this. I’m not going back in chains he thought to himself. He couldn’t, for him it was life or death.

The problem he faced most is that his opponent was playing the ‘he is not human, he is not from earth, he is not like us’- card. A trick that had worked a long time with different human races, so Loki wasn’t surprised that it worked for Gods who aren’t from this planet. Little do they know how much I actually influenced their history, he thought through gritted teeth.

He needed a plan, something grand, something that would secure his win. He needed to be seen like he was like them, Midgardians. That he had their best interest in mind, which actually wasn’t a complete lie. He thought long and hard about it, and he knew what the grand gesture had to be. He needed to marry, he couldn’t get any closer to being a ‘normal guy’ than being married to an American wife.

He didn’t want to marry Rachel this soon, but he thought it didn’t matter. They would end up marrying sooner than later. Still, if he asked her he wasn’t convinced that she would say yes. So, he had to make sure she would say yes. He wanted to do it the honest way, that would make their honeymoon time a lot easier. But if not, he had other means.

By the time he got back up he saw that Rachel had fallen asleep while watching her movie. He watched her for a moment, he hated how it warmed his hard to see her so peaceful. He was tired from a long day’s work and did something he rarely did. With everyone gone, he let down his guard for once. Taking a deep breath, replaying the events in his head, and opening his eyes to see her still laying peaceful on the couch. He walked towards her and scooper her up in his arms, bringing her to their bed. She woke halfway through the journey to the bedroom, smiling sleepily at him and putting her heard against his chest.

He laid her down on the bed. He couldn’t help it, he kissed her. Softly, on her lips. She started to move her lips with his. When he wanted to stop, to let her sleep, she didn’t pull away. She actually grabbed his neck and started to kiss him quicker. He wasn’t strong enough to pull away at this time. He needed this. He needed her. Still, he needed to be sure that she was on the same page as him.

‘Rachel, if you don’t stop now, I won’t be able to’ he whispered in her ear, resisting the urge to bite her earlobe and drag his tongue against the sensitive part of her neck. Hoping to feel her shiver underneath him.

‘Make me yours’ Rachel whispered back, hoping it might take away her doubts about the relationship. Not sure how to define that relationship.

‘You are already mine’ he grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head. He kissed her deeply and let completely go of the little resistance he had at first. Little did she know how much she was already his, and how quickly that would be permanent.

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[lokichaoss]

HE IS JUST PERFECT OMG TVA LOKI HAS MY HEART

[starlord-the-endless]

"The world kept pushing me away. My family kept pushing me away. Forcing me into this box, into donning a mask of who they wanted to be. And I really became nothing more than the god of lies. For that was what I was forced to be, by what the world made of me."

Loki Odinson stated, his green eyes dull from the metaphysical chains wrapped around his chest.

An introspective point of view by myself (Jaytheen)

Don't get lost~

[bin4ry0ld7ree]

Florida deity trying to wash an alligator:

[radyoaktif-ghostt]

the book was so good!???? 😭