#loki x genderfluid reader

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GOOD GIRL

Avenger Loki x gender neutral!reader In which Loki changes things up a little

~ SMUT!! [ fingering, praise, light breast play, light oral, references to vaginal s3x ]

~ TW!! [ character injury but mild ]

I meant it as a joke, you thought to yourself, half ruefully, half gleefully. But as the quivering, spread legs before you revealed a dripping, fluttering cunt, you could hardly call your thoughts regret. 

It all started with the mission. Twenty-four escaped convicts, an easy night out for the Avengers. Technically, it was below Avenger status (not exactly world-saving, after all), but Tony was trying to make a good impression on the U.S. government, so the superhuman heroes spent a lot of time running errands for the White House. You and Peter were on it, an easy fix. Honestly, either one of you could’ve done it alone. 

You went left, Spider-Man went right. There were supposed to be an even split, but the numbers changed too quickly to communicate. You soared over the frigid treetops, angel wings beating the air, when a harpoon speared through your feathers. You crashed to the ground, keening with pain. 

Six criminals got away. Peter handled the other eighteen, but the damage was done. They sent Vision after the last six and helicoptered the two of them back to Stark Towers. 

Loki, as one can imagine, was distraught. 

“What happened? Parker, who did this to her? She needs medical assistance—”

“What do you think I’m trying to do, Curlicues?” Tony Stark gestured to the corner with his chin. “Go over there and sit like a good girl.”

An unfamiliarly dangerous spark lit Loki’s features. You cocked your head curiously through the pain, but Tony blew him a kiss. Loki hissed through his teeth, but backed off, letting Tony scan your gaping wound.

“You know, I always wondered if these things were illusions,” Tony mused, tapping on his holographic screens. “They appear out of nowhere, it doesn’t make sense, unless—” 

“Pocket dimension,” you gritted, as Bruce Banner and Tony snapped their fingers in unison. 

“That does make sense,” Bruce said brightly.

A red syringe-shaped arm popped out of the side of the medical bed. It blasted freezing nanoparticles over the gash in your wing, then retracted. Enhanced healing patches were placed over the bruises and road rash along your arm and thighs, and Tony gave you a jar of skin-repair salve for later. A few adrenaline injections to the arm later, and you were feeling much better. 

“Can I see my boyfriend now? He might tear a hole through all nine realms if you don’t let him check on me,” you rolled your eyes, beckoning Loki over. 

He pushed past Tony, elbowing him out of the way. “Darling, are you okay?”

“You’re welcome,” Stark said. “No problem. I’ll just go over here and lick my ass, I guess.”

“Yes, do that,” Loki muttered. Tony winked at him, deadpan. 

“I’m much better,” you reassured him, flexing the wing and drawing his attention. “I heal quickly, remember? The worst was the pain, but it won’t linger.” 

“Good. Then let’s get to your bed. You need rest.” Loki scooped you up. The world wavered in a flash of green, blinding and strong, and suddenly they were back in their old, cozy room. A sweater lay, forgotten, on a chair. A few snack wrappers and… other kinds of wrappers lay scattered about the floor. 

“Oh it’s a mess,” you smacked your forehead. “Good thing they healed me in the med bay and not here.”  “I’ll clean it up, don’t worry,” he assured you, his eyes sincere. “Just take it easy, dearest.” 

“What’s got you all worried, Lo?” you laughed, cupping his cheek. “I’m fine. I’ve been hurt worse before.” 

“Yes, but that was before we were together. Additionally, I fear I’m facing some… insecurity, as it were.” He glanced away, cheeks pinking. 

“Insecurity? About what?” 

“I- nothing. It’s no matter. We shall discuss later,” he brushed you off, standing. “Please, let me clean for you.” 

You grinned up at him. “If you say so. Thanks for cleaning for me, Loki. You’re such a good girl.” 

You put a growl on it, a low, sultry purr. The tone of voice you usually said good boy or beg for me in. You meant it as a joke, a demeaning one, a call back to Tony’s patronizing snub. 

Instead, you saw something liquify in Loki’s eyes. That same look he got when his cock was in your hands, or your teeth were sinking into his skin. 

And being yourself, you capitalized on it. 

“Do you like that?” you cooed, arching an eyebrow. “Do you want to be my pretty girl, Loki? My good little obedient princess?”

Oh, you had him cornered. His bottom lip trembled with thinly held control, his eyes darting back and forth, warring with himself. 

You reached up, pulling him back down, so that he kneeled before you. You locked his gaze with your own. 

“If you want to be my good girl,” you said gently, “You can.”

Loki shuddered, and slowly, his shoulders began to slough down and round off. His frame turned slighter, more slender, and his chest swelled. He was daintier, but still with the shoulder-length choppy hair and wild silver eyes. He was no he at all. She was Loki. A tall, wiry, masc Loki, with a dripping mess between her legs. 

Loki whimpered as you laughed aloud, running your hands through that silky black hair. “Oh, you pretty girl, so many tricks up your sleeve! Why don’t you strip for me, so we can see what pretty trick you have up your pants.”

You had never seen Loki undress so quickly. 

And so, here you were, Loki breathless and growling beneath you, your fingers sliding into Loki’s slippery, throbbing mess. You curled your fingers acutely, and Loki bucked up into your hand. 

“Naughty,” you cooed. “Bad girls don’t get to cum. Stay still.”

“Please, love,” Loki begged, her cheeks flushed red. “Please let me cum.” 

“Behave,” you scolded. “And maybe I’ll consider it.” 

Loki let out the prettiest keening sound you’d ever heard. You giggled, leaning forward, wrapping your lips around Loki’s pulsating clit. You sucked, hard, and she moaned again, her legs clamping around your head.

“Is this the insecurity you were dealing with, pet?” you asked, stroking the pad of your thumb over Loki’s sensitive, aching clit. “Were you lost?” 

She nodded, eyes screwed shut with pleasure and humiliation. “I wasn’t sure how you’d —fuck— react.” 

You smiled, running your hand flat up her belly, cupping a tender breast, and squeezing. “Pretty girl. I’d never want you to be anything less than yourself.” 

Her eyes opened, beautiful and silver as always. Loki smiled up at you, holding your hand over her breast. “Sweet love,” she murmured. 

“Besides,” you gave her a sharklike smile. “Now I get to fuck you. Spread your legs.” 

With a whimper, she complied. 

[plscallmeeren]

H E A D C A N O N S

Loki Laufeyson / Odinson x Reader

Request: no just feeling in love

Summary: completely mixed batch of romantic headcanons including fluff, smut and some toxic things that would probably come into play at some point

Warnings: some general sexual stuff but nothing rough lol; mentions of extreme jealousy etc

Word Count: about 1K

He loves recommending books to you and talking about them afterward. It used to be him accidentally gushing about a book (usually poetry or fairy tales) and at some point you just started reading them without him knowing. Eventually he gave up on keeping the titles secret.

At first he was put off when you weren't too submissive during sex, but he adopted the "treat her like a Queen" idea and now, without diminishing his own pride, he looks forward to worshipping you every day.

He loves dancing - spinning you around the room, slow steps, but very close - anything. If you are in a room filled with of people he can show you off, but alone it is just as intimate.

When he's insecure, he can revert to considering himself superior. You generally let him be aloof for a while before addressing the problem directly, but it's a struggle every time to make him admit why he has low self esteem.

He has a treasured copy of Nordic fairy tales with beautiful illustrations that he shows only you. He lets you tenderly flip the pages, in awe at wonders like forest fairies, nymphs, glamorous witches and hags alike. Not like Thor, that 'oaf'.

One night, you sat on the edge of the your shared bed, legs bare, teasing him for how desperately he wanted you. He knelt before you, whispering "please", kissing his way up from your ankle to your thigh on one leg.

Loki hates it when she is a woman and is handles awkwardly at first. You have a habit of immediately talking to her or circling an arm around her waist when she enters the room so that she can't worry to the point of turning back into a male body.

He loved hearing his name from your lips as he pleasures you: "Loki, Loki, Loki". It is only right for a god to be subject to whispered prayer.

He makes fun of/critiques Thor a lot, but in quieter moments he loves telling childhood stories and Thor's adventures. On darker days he will ask whether you're sure you wouldn't prefer Thor - after all, everyone else did.

He lives to kiss you. It sounds dopey, but anywhere, anytime, in front of everyone - kissing you on the lips, on your neck, hair, chest, arms, especially hands. Anything to taste you, to feel as close as possible.

She feels particularly sound in her own body when you fuck her as a woman. When she's spread out before you, bare, there's no hiding who she is, and you are more than happy to ravage her as much as their common body.

Loki doesn't need much sleep. At night, he sometimes feels lonely and yearns for the halls of Asgard. He cries quietly in bed, careful not to wake you. Some days, he retreats to the library and sobs, cries absorbed by surrounding stories.

Tea. Tea. Tea. Always. And every time he makes a cup for himself, you get one, too. He knows your favourites and which ones you like at what time of day.

He writes you letters. Love letters full of poems - some of his own hand and others quoted - and confessions. Every swooping letter is drawn with careful precision, every reference a new find from the library in honour of you. Such a hopeless romantic. When you write such letters back, leaving them with him before he wakes, he almost sheds tears of bliss.

If you have tattoos or scars or burns - anything of the like - he will trace them, stare at them as he comes, turned on endlessly by every unique mark on your body. All his. No one else knows every freckle like him.

He is possessive. He always has been, and as much as you try and calm him and prevent jealousy... sometimes he yells at you for talking to someone else too much. Sometimes he whispers that you have betrayed him like his father. Sometimes you find him searching through your things; what for, you will never know.

Loki loves your laugh, and he will do the most ridiculous things to earn it. Before knowing you, he would have considered every antic and joke beneath him and embarrassing, but he hardly cares anymore. That is, until Thor laughs so loud from beside you that he can't hear anything at all.

Stargazing. He points out every constellation, knows every myth - some are inspired by people he knows.

He reads to you. He takes you on surprise picnics and plans fancy evenings.

He loved how you see through his lies and tall tales, but take him seriously or laugh anyway. Every one of them has a grain of truth, after all, and it doesn't make him untrustworthy.

He doesn't really swear, but secretly likes it when you sound harsh talking to others.

Loki will talk about your future all the time, especially after making love, rambling on about your house, lifestyle, garden, parties.

You talk for hours at once, incorrigible.

No one can calm him down like you. The moment you touch his arm when he's yelling at Thor or anyone else, it ceases, but he sometimes pretends to be angry a bit longer, just enough to get to your room and keep his pride in front of the others.

Loki loves you. Selflessly. Eternally. Insatiably.

[littlesheeneffect]

[stuckyrogersbarnes]

A trickster god, known for being neither fully good nor evil since his main aim was always to create chaos.

[nonscathingbullets]

(I know Loki is by nature genderfluid, but this was a request, so I'm labeling it. I've never written genderfluid anything before, so please know that I really tried my best to make it make sense.)

⚠️SMUT SMUT SMUT. MINORS DNI (SERIOUSLY GTFO) Also, literal self-love(very literal)

"Who Do You Need, Who Do You Love When You Come Undone?"

Genderfluid!Loki x Reader

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You were in yours, and Loki's shared chambers going through your closet. Harsh grumbles escaped your lips as you flung robes from where they hung onto the stone floor. The action filled with frustration on your part. "Princess?" Loki's smooth voice questioned as he sauntered up beside you. "What ever are you doing? Are your robes not suitable for you?" He quirked an eyebrow at you as he watched you continue your assault on your wardrobe, not speaking. "Love... calm down for a moment. What seems to be the problem?" You dropped to your knees, at small sob escaping your throat.

"It's me, Loki... I don't deserve any of this. I don't deserve to be a princess," you cried. Loki knelt down to your level, taking your face in his hands and wiping your tears.

"Now, why would you say that, darling?" His confused voice wondered.

"It's everything! It's my body, my personality. My mind... everything. I'm from Midguard. I don't belong here..." You slumped down in a state of mental defeat.

"What exactly are you blathering on about, darling? Of course you belong here. I chose you, remember? A god doesn't choose just anyone to be his goddess, my love." He grabbed you gently by your arms and lifted you up, making you fave him. "You are beautiful, intelligent, and incredibly sweet, even to the servants, which is a quality I must admit I am lacking in," he cooed down at you. You looked away at him, still consumed by your own mind to truly believe his words.

"I don't know Loki... I just don't..." he released you stepping a couple feet away but still remaining in front of you.

"Fine, my dear. If you won't listen to me... maybe you will listen to yourself." As he spoke, a green mist graced his body, gliding from the top of his head to the tips of his fingers and down to his feet. Before you had time to react, his figure changed from the raven haired god you were so familiar with to something even more familiar. You were face to face with your own figure standing before you. You shook your head and blinked a couple of times, thinking maybe you were dreaming or your eyes were deceiving you. You knew all too well the powers Loki possessed, and under any normal circumstance, he preferred not to use them on you, but this was for your benefit after all.

"L-Loki..." You swallowed nervously, not knowing what to make of seeing your own body, right in front of your very eyes. He, rather, she walked over to you, wrapping a tender arm around you and bringing her lips to your ear.

"Now... you're going to be a good girl and listen to everything I have to say. I'm going to make you love yourself in every way possible, my dear." She rasped out before kissing you passionately. You could already feel your body getting hotter as she walked you over to the bed, pushing you down and climbing over you. "Lift your hips for me, beautiful." You immediately obeyed, arching your hips upward, allowing her to slip your underwear off from underneath your robes. "So gorgeous for me, sweetling," she hummed. "Now sit up." You did as you were told, and she slipped your robes off over your head, exposing you soft breasts. She took both in her hands, squeezing them firmly, causing a loud yelp to slip from your lips. "Two breathtaking mountains sculpted by the gods," she said, taking one of your nipples into her mouth, sucking it softly. You moaned, tangling a hand in her... well, your hair. It was definitely an out of body experience for you, but you were relishing every moment. As you stared down at your own body, doing unspeakable things to yourself, you saw little details that you had never noticed before. Had your hair always been so soft and luminous? Had your eyes always shimmered like that when you were concentrating? Was your body always thay supple and graceful? As you were lost in thoughts of yourself, you could feel Loki traveling farther south. Her tongue trailing sloppy kisses and bites down your body until she reached your core. Her hot breath made you shiver, and you didn't know how much longer you would last.

"Loki... please... I... I..." You stuttered, your legs shaking in anticipation.

"Hmmm... should you give yourself the loving you deserve, darling?" She sang in a sultry tone. You couldn't take it anymore. You were quite literally driving yourself insane.

"Please... now," you practically demanded, thrusting your hips forward. Without any more words spoken, Loki dove head first into your folds, licking you up greedily. You clutched the sheets around you, moaning loudly. Loki grabbed your hips roughly, lifting your upwards, giving herself a better angle by which to eat you even deeper than before. "OOOH G-GODS... RIGHT THERE!!" You screamed, your head growing fuzzy with pleasure.

"Mmmhh... do you love yourself, darling?" She groaned into you, continuing at a brutal pace, making you shake almost violently.

"Aaah... y-yes...I-I do...I l-love myself," you mewled loudly as you began to reach your peak. "D-don't stop... I.. I'm going to- AAH" You came hard, your whole body jerking as Loki guided you through your high. Your body slumped into the bed, going limp as you attempted to catch your breath. Loki grabbed the sheets and slid into the bedroom with you pulling you closer and kissing the top of your head lovingly.

"Now, do you believe me?" She inquired gently, looking you in the eyes. You nodded, unable to speak. You felt the body next to yours shift as Loki turned back into his more familiar figure. "Good darling. Because I would never lie to you. And you can never lie to yourself... but I suppose you can always lie with yourself," he jested, letting out a hearty chuckle. You giggled as well, snuggling up to him.

"Maybe I should more often."

[hey-pax]

I need more x NB!Reader fanfics.

Ok, I like F!Reader, and M!Reader too, but where's the NB!Readers??? I am Gender Fluid, so I would like to see more of those... I would make a fanfic myself, but my brain is just: "They met. They kissed. They fucked. They lived happily ever after."

If you're reading this and you know how to do good fanfics and you wouldn't mind doing a NB!Reader... please try do it 🥲

[slygodsgf]

SOFT LOKI MORNING

written in first person, fem reader w long hair

i wake up, slowly rolling onto my back as i rub my eyes with the backs of my hands. i glance to my right, knowing i’d find their spot in bed empty. i smile slightly to myself as the empty spot in the black sheets next to me confirms my suspicions. slowly moving to sit on the edge of the bed, my nose picks up on the smell of cooking eggs from down the hall. i slide my slippers onto my feet and rise, stretching my arms over my head. i grab my black silk robe off the hook on the closet door and slide it on before wandering my way out of our bedroom and down the hall towards the kitchen.

i’m greeted by a lean, dark haired figure in a dark green robe standing by the stovetop, facing away from me. i smile even wider as i slip up behind them as silently as i can, wrapping my arms around their waist and pressing the side of my face against their back. i’m greeted with a large hand placed over my own on their stomach and a chuckle that rumbles through their chest.

"good morning, kitten." their voice is low and soft, "breakfast is almost ready." i can hear them buttering toast and placing them onto a plate before they scoop the eggs off the pan on the stovetop and place them onto the plate as well. i untangle myself from them and step around the island to slide onto my stool on the bar side. i put my elbows up on the counter and rest my chin in my hands, watching them with what i can only imagine as the closest thing to heart-eyes a human can manage.

"did you sleep well?" they ask as they place my plate in front of me. i shrug, a usual answer. they just smile and move to grab my medications, placing them next to the water glass already sat where i sit at the counter. they pick up a fork and begin eating their share of food where they stand, humming softly to themselves. i watch them for a moment before i also begin to eat, throwing my meds back with the entire glass of water after a few bites.

after we finish our breakfast and our plates have been put into the dishwasher we find ourselves on the couch. i’m sat across their lap, back against the arm of the couch, my legs stretch out in front of me. one of ther hands is gently rubbing my thigh while the other is holding onto a book. some older novel i can’t even pretend to have any interest in. i just watch them read, scanning their features. soft pale skin, beautiful green eyes, wavy long black hair tucked behind their ears. i reach a hand up to pull a strand from where it’s tucked and gently wrap it around my finger, smiling to myself as i watch their eyes flick over to me only for a moment.

"you’re so beautiful." i say, sighing a content sigh as i tuck the strand back behind their ear. they lift their head to look at me, eyes meeting my own. we just stare at each other for a moment before they slip their bookmark into their book and reach behind me to place it on the table besides the couch. i move myself to straddle their lap, settling down with a wide smile. they reach their hands up to run their long fingers, nails painted a shimmery green, through my hair. i can’t even imagine how my hair looks at this point, i haven’t brushed it. that doesn’t bother them, nor stop them, from gently pulling it into a ponytail at the back of my head. they pull a hairtie from their wrist to secure it before moving to the front of my head and pulling a few strands free. they press a soft kiss to my forehead, a kiss i chase after with my lips. i press mine to theirs and they melt into it, hands settling on my hips as one mine gently tangles into the hair at the nape of their neck, the other gently cupping their cheek.

[neitherthor]

Alright listen, what kind of dark magic do I need to master to find a decent gender-fluid Loki fic? Where are my fellow t4t writers at? Must I do everything myself?!

[anabellelycan]

Me reading Loki smut

My mom barging into my room: what are you doing?

Me:

[stardustandmeteors]

home ✷ sylvie l. x fem! reader

SPOILER WARNING FOR LOKI SEASON 2 EPISODE 2

pairing: Sylvie & Reader (romantic)

summary: with the help of Brad, Loki and Mobius successfully found Sylvie, who worked at a McDonald's with the woman she couldn't imagine life without.

Literally just finished Loki season 2, and my love for Sylvie returned, so here is a little one shot of Sylvie on the timeline with the only person she truly trusts. I also don't own Loki, the characters, nor do I own the gif used in this.

Sylvie worked meticulously behind the counter as y/n worked alongside her up front, humming to a song that was stuck in her head. The blonde near her couldn't help but send the woman a small gentle smile, which y/n caught and grinned at her with adoration in her eyes. Sylvie really couldn't get enough of the love this midgaurdian would give her. "Hey, can either of you refill the straw dispenser when one of you gets a sec?" Jack spoke to the two women, Sylvie went past y/n and leaned on the counter in front of the cash register.

"already done it." Sylvie smiled at him.

"she's always on the top of things, Jack, you need to remember that." y/n laughed, bringing an order up towards the front. Jack shook his head at them. "Bill, order's up." y/n called out. She handed the tray to the man.

"Thanks, y/n" she smiled. The younger woman felt Sylvie tense beside her, the smile fading from the blonde's lips. y/n looked to her friend and gently touched her arm. "Syl?" The Asgardian didn't move or acknowledge her, her focus was on her male variant. y/n followed her gaze towards the door, to see a man with raven locks. Him and Sylvie looked so similar yet different it kind of creeped her out. He moved towards them, he glanced at y/n beside Sylvie, who tilted her head in confusion.

"hi." The man said, looking back at Sylvie, who was a little skeptical of her male counterpart.

"hi." Sylvie said a bit forcefully, taking y/n's hand and pulling it from her shoulder gently. y/n let it fall to her side as she watched them, curious. "Listen, I haven't got all day. You're gonna order something? Or, what?" She asked, agitated. Oh, y/n hates when she's agitated.

"can we talk?" He glanced at y/n, "privately." She raised a brow. She wasn't sure he noticed her anymore, considering the way he seemed to have his eyes set on Sylvie. The blonde sighed, putting a hand on the other woman's shoulder.

"you actually acknowledged me, and all this time I thought you were ignoring me cause you have the hots for my roommate?" She crossed her arms.

"charmed." The man couldn't help but say.

"my breaks in five minutes." Sylvie said, shoving away from the counter, her back turned to them. he looked back at y/n who stuck her tongue at him, turning away to help Sylvie. He stood there for a moment, processing what had happened, before leaving.

"so, Syl, who was tall, dark, and broody?" She pointed towards the retreating figure. Sylvie sighed.

"remember what I told you a few months back?" Sylvie asked. y/n hummed.

"yeah, about the TVA, and how you were a wanted Variant, and you ran into you -- oh. Oh!" Sylvie chuckled. "Wait, so that's your Male Variant?" She whispered to Sylvie.

"yup. Honestly, I have nothing to do with him or the TVA anymore. All I need right now is you and this timeline." y/n shied away and continued to work, a dorky smile on her lips. y/n's heart sored high into the skies at the declaration Sylvie did. This blonde woman didn't know what she did to the Midgaurdian.

"I'm glad you feel that way Syl, and I'm definitely glad I'm on your good side." She laughed, Sylvie chuckled, nudging her. "Hey, my breaks before yours, only a few minutes, but I could come and be your emotional support." y/n suggested. Sylvie smiled.

"yeah, I'd like that. To hell what he said," Sylvie laughed. y/n smiled.

✷

The two women walked out from the back, rounding the corner to where Loki had been standing, waiting for Sylvie. His brows raised when he saw y/n. "I thought I said alone?"

"you said privately. That's very different." y/n smiled towards him, her hands occupied with her launch.

"it's a short break, so talk fast." Sylvie chimed in, drinking some of her soda. She went to her truck and unlatched the tailgate, as y/n climbed onto it, sitting down as she drank some of her own soda. Sylvie sat down next to her.

"with her here?" He asked.

"with me here buddy boy," y/n was starting to get onto his nerves and she could tell. There was a long silence until he decided to break it.

"uh, I know I'm the last person you want to see." Loki started.

"correct." Sylvie said. He sighed.

"I, uh... I haven't come here to make trouble." He said, trying to calm her down. It didn't work of course.

"then why are you here?" She asked.

"uh... This is gonna sound strange. Stranger to her I'm certain," he pointed to y/n who was munching on her food. "But... There's been a problem. It's complicated." He looked at her then to y/n, "does she really need to be here."

"it's nothing I haven't heard before. TVA related I believe?" y/n smirked. It came naturally to her after spending so much time with Sylvie. The blonde tried to stifle her laughter.

"you told her?" He was completely astounded that Sylvie would trust a normal Midgaurdian with that sort of information. Sylvie shrugged.

"don't worry, space boy, I haven't told anyone. Plus, I'd be called crazy anyways," y/n shrugged, leaning slightly on Sylvie as she drank more of her drink. Loki shook his head, being sidetracked wasn't on his schedule.

"I've been pulled through time. Between the past and the present. I was in the past..." Loki trailed off, the word "space boy" echoing in his head as a memory he saw of Sylvie and y/n. He didn't know that this was her until she called him that.

He watched the elevator doors be pried open, two figures inside, both women. Sylvie and her companion y/n, who helped keep the doors opened with the pruning stick she had. "There you are, space boy. Was beginning to worry you got lost." He had watched her, tears stinging in his eyes as he saw the two women. He had been so scared, and was also mildly surprised to see a human with his female counterpart. Then he was pruned. His memory was hazy after being pruned, so he couldn't remember who the human was until now.

"oh, just get to the point, Loki." Sylvie said, adjusting a bit so y/n was comfortably leaning against her shoulder. Her hair brushing against the Blonde's cheek.

"Sylvie, I was in the future and I saw you. I saw you both." y/n sat up, her ears peeking at the mention of her being there to. Sylvie shifted uncomfortably. She wouldn't believe it. "The TVA is in danger. And you were there. She was also there. I need to know why." Now Sylvie knows she'd never let her best friend into the TVA. She'd never do it.

"so you see the future now? Cool." Sylvie said, sipping on her soda.

"it's not something I chose." Loki said.

"look, as much as I'd love to see the TVA burnt to the ground, I have no intention of going back there. My life's here now, with y/n, and I'm not running. I'm happy." Sylvie said. y/n gave Loki a smug look. "And no way in hell is she going there, ever." She put an emphasis on "ever" as she glared at her counterpart.

"explain what I saw, then." He said.

"I don't know. I don't care." She told him.

"it's the future. It's going to happen." He told the duo.

"is it? Really? Because that sounds a lot like the futures already been written. And we both know that it hasn't. Not anymore. I made sure of that." Sylvie was smug, and had momentarily forgotten her human companion who was now confused. What did Sylvie mean by that?

"enchant me. You can see what I saw." Loki said. Enchant?

"I don't want to see. I want nothing to do with this. I have no answer." She said. She was irritated and angry.

"if we don't work together, I can't guarantee how long this will be here. Or how long she'll be here." He pointed to y/n.

"you have some nerve coming here." She sneered.

"nerve? This is bigger than the TVA. This is about everything. You like it here? You like this place? You've made a home? You like her company? If what He Who Remains said is true, the TVA is the only defense. And if what I saw of you both is true, then there's nothing that stands between this world and utter destruction. Without THE TVA, all of this, everything... Is gone." y/n looked worried. Was her world going to unravel just like that? She knew her life was already altered when she met Sylvie, but would she end up like nothing with no home or timeline to go back to?

Sylvie hopped off the tailgate, helping y/n down as she put the gate up. "We've got to get back to work." She walked away, y/n following after as she gripped her wrist, trying to slow her down.

"Syl, slow down," Sylvie ignored her.

"you'll give everyone free will and walk away?" She turned to him, her fingers intertwining with y/n quickly. The Midgaurdian was surprised by the sudden hand holding. Loki's eyes locked onto their joined hand, also slightly surprised.

"that's the way it works. You're welcome." She said, gripping the other woman's hand.

"he shows up again, his Variants, what are you gonna do?" He asked.

"kill 'em." y/n looked at her with wide eyes. Kill them?

"sorry to interrupt. I think Brad's got something that he might want to get off his chest." The older man Loki came here and spoke, the duo turned to him, still hand in hand.

"Zaniac's getting a sequel. And you three are invited." Brad said. He wore the TVA jumpsuit.

"hey, we can wait all day." The older man said. She could only assume this was Mobius.

"no, we can't. We need to talk about this back at the TVA." Brad said as Loki came towards them.

"no. We can talk here. Now." Mobius said, grabbing his shoulder.

"now." Loki said. y/n grabbed onto Sylvie's arm, a little nervous. Sylvie grabbed her other hand and squeezed it lightly.

"fine. If we stay here, we're all gonna die. They're gonna die. Orange shirt, she's gonna die. Her little companion, dead. Most importantly, we are all gonna die. This is gone! Unless we..." Sylvie let her friend go and went to the man and used her powers to see what he saw. She let go.

"they're gonna bomb every branch." Sylvie said.

"yeah, including this one." Brad said.

"where do we go?" Loki asked.

"I'll show you." Sylvie said, she touched the pad on her wrist and changed her clothes.

y/n didn't care, all she cared about right now was to help save her home. Her family was her, and her friends. Everything she loved was here, and the woman she loved was gonna save their home, and she was gonna help.

After Mobius dropped Brad off to the TVA, y/n followed them through a Time Portal, all four ducked behind boxes. It seemed Sylvie noticed her friend next to her. "No, what are you doing?"

"you forget Syl, wherever you go, I go." y/n spoke. Sylvie groaned. She hated when y/n did that.

"what are they doing with the Time Doors?" Mobius asked.

"looks like they're connected to the Tempad's." Sylvie said, her dagger resting in her grip.

"maybe that's why Brad's was modified." Mobius said.

"they're killing everyone. Innocent people," y/n felt a tear slip down her cheek. The two Loki's and Mobius looked to the regular Variant human, all sympathetic towards her.

"minutemen are carrying reset charges." Mobius said, getting the attention from y/n.

"that's how they're bombing all the timelines at once. Connected to the control panel." Sylvie said, switching which hand holds her dagger as she rubs her friends back. She definitely owed y/n some ice cream and a movie night.

"that's our target." Mobius said, looking at an older woman behind a panel.

"I'll distract them." Loki said, which they agreed on. Loki got up and ran at a Minuteman and slammed him to the ground, whereas Sylvie used her magic to throw a ball of green at one of the Tempad pillars.

"our mission is compromised." The older woman said, as y/n ducked underneath an arm and kicked his legs out from underneath him, knocking him out in the process as she grabbed his Pruning stick. "Set off what you can!" She pruned one of the minutemen that came after her. All this time with Sylvie and she may have picked up a few things. She kicked another who came too close to her as he crashed into one of the pillars, breaking it.

"we're too late. Finish it!" y/n pruned another one, before roundhouse kicking another as she flipped her hair out of her face. She ran over towards Mobius and the two Loki's, swinging her Pruning stick with a smug smile as Sylvie held a hand out for Loki, her magic glowing in her palm.

"don't over think it." She said as Loki gripped her hand, before a sudden shock wave of magic knocked the rest out.

"holy shit!" y/n exclaimed. Sylvie and Loki smiled at her exclamation, glad someone liked their magic.

After some time, all of Dox's team and herself were captured by the TVA, with one of the minutemen coming towards Mobius. "Is this all of Dox's loyalists?" The man asked.

"everyone who did escape." He said. He turned to Loki and the two women, who sat side by side. "Loki, we need to go." Mobius said, going through a Time Door. Loki followed, glancing at the duo before entering.

Sylvie went after them along with y/n, who still held the stick tightly in her hands. The door closing on them as Loki looked at the two. y/n looked at the screen in front of them, knowing that those were branches. Those were people. People they could've saved. And now they're dead. What if her and Sylvie's home was dead too? "Those are people. Those are lives." A woman in the front said. Then beeping could be heard in the front.

"uh, guys, I got a hit on Renslayer's Tempad." One of the other people said, the other gathering around him as Loki looked towards the two women. Sylvie crossed her arms as she watched Loki come to them.

"Sylvie..." He started.

"is this the best you can do?" She asked, anger in her voice as y/n gripped the pruning stick in her hand. She was angry too. She could've saved them. They would've still been alive if that Bradley character didn't stall them.

"there was nothing we could do." Loki said.

"bullshit." y/n snarled, glaring at him. "We could've saved them, at least some of them." Her voice wavered. Loki looked at y/n and understood why Sylvie was so fond of her. She was carrying, even for people she has never met. She was a pure heart.

"some defense. The TVA is the problem. It's broken, it's rotten." Sylvie said, taking her Tempad and opening a door, "we're going home... If it's still there." She said, grabbing y/n and dragging her through.

"please, don't. It's harder..." The door closed, leaving him there. y/n and Sylvie didn't need this, any of it really. And they were one of the lucky survivors, because their timeline had been spared. They were home, finally, and they could forget about the TVA and all of its dramas. At least, one of them could.

I don't think I've seen anyone make a Sylvie x reader where the reader is on the same timeline as Sylvie, and I really wanted to make one. So here it is ^^ would y'all like this to be a series? Like chapters or keep it to a one shot?

[rogue13245]

"Its always been you" pt 4

Navigation / Marvel Masterlist

Warnings: NONE

(authors note: This one I feel is short. I will probably make this longer in the future but I have other things to write. So enjoy this, I rather love this one. Its a nice ending to this story)

You watch as Wanda leaves to go talk to Natasha and once you take a deep breath you walk over to where Loki was sitting.

Loki was sitting with his brother at the table farthest across the room. Thor had a huge glass of whatever alcohol he was interested in at the moment filled to the brim of it. If it were anyone else on the team you would have told them to go easy on the drinking but since hes a literal god and it takes alot more than that to get him drunk you let it slide.

As you push through people and avoid some others you finally make it over to them. Thor looks over Loki's shoulder causing him to turn their head towards you. "is everything alright y/n?" they ask as if they don't already know what happened over there with Peter.

Laughing and rolling your eyes you speak "don't act as if you didn't listen into the conversation Loki" they shrug "I don't have any idea what you are talking about" You place your hand on his back lightly "of course you don't. Luckily that not what I came over to ask. What I came to ask was if you would like to dance"

Thor smiled brightly as if he was the one getting asked and before Loki could say anything Thor responds "of course they will." Loki turns to glare at his brother but then looks at you as you held out your hand. "of course I would" they place their hand into yours as the both of you walk to where the dance floor is.

As you walked past people and got to your spot people had glanced over at the both of you. People whether they were just normal citizens of earth or the team, some were still cautious of Loki and their past. There was whispers of "oh my god", and some of "what's an avenger doing dancing with him"

The both of you heard this and Loki almost said something but with your hand in his they couldn't care less. As if on cue a slow song began to play throughout the party and couples all got together. Loki has placed their hands on your shoulders while yours went to his waist. "This is the closest I think we have ever been together"

Smiling softly you shake your head "we have cuddled before and i think thats closer than this." He shrugs "I just meant that like outside of our own homes this is the closest we have been"

Nodding in agreement you pull them closer to you and their arms wrap around your neck now as you look down at them. At the close proximity you wouldn't be surprised if Loki could hear the way your heart is pounding. Or how you are having to take deep breaths in through your nose to push back your nerves.

Then as if Loki could read your mind, the second he noticed your eyes look at their lips he pulls you in close to him and presses his lips against yours. The kiss is rather soft but possessive, Their lips being soft from them taking care of them not letting them get chapped. Your hand goes to the side of their face holding them there for a few moments.

When you both begin to pull away to catch your breaths you lick your lips slightly. "Loki" you say breathlessly as your eyes are trying to let him know all the things you feel for them. He nods "Took you long enough darling"

There was no sadness or any hint of rudeness in what he said besides teasing a little. "I know I'm sorry it took me so long to realize all the ways i feel for you" They shake their head and looks at you "I'm a god y/n, I could have and would have waited as long as it took for you to realize that you're the one I've always wanted. Its always been you"

Leaning in again you captured his lips against your own. This time it was longer, their hands began to wander up and down your body and when you pull away the team and your friends clap as if this was a show and they had finally watched the ending. Little did they know this was only the beginning.

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You both had spent the rest of the night dancing and having people come up to you congratulating you.

Natasha came up to you saying "Finally. I was growing tired of all of us having bets on which one would break first"

Thor came up to his brother clasping him on his shoulder "i told you that you would get the guy." Thor began to ramble about embarrassing stories which caused Loki to make a portal underneath him that lead to thor's place here on earth.

Peter even came up to the both of you. Loki had wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you close. Peter looked at you and smiled "I'm glad you two finally found each other. There is no hard feelings. At least not with me" The both of you nodded and he walked off.

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This was the end of a chapter but not the end of a book. The both of you still have lots of stories to tell and things to live through. But you will do them together and that's the beauty of it.

[yummygender]

Kinktober day 5: Pegging

Loki x Reader

Gender Is What Strap-On You Use

Loki smiled as he watched you slip on your new strap, his eyes bulging out of his head once he got a better look of the thickness of it. The thick green strap seemingly bigger then what the poor god was used to.

“You ok?”

Loki stared up at you as he quickly stripped off his clothes and got on his knees.

“Mhm…”

“Aww…you like this?”

“Mhm…”

You chuckled as you grabbed a lube and applied it to his strap. His shivering and shaking as they prepared themselves.

“Good little prince…deep breaths…”

Loki obeyed as he obediently took deep breaths.

“Aww…what a good little thing~”

You lined up and slowly began to thrust as the passion began to quickly grow, Loki’s whimpers and whines filling the room as you laughed.

“Good boy…or is it good girl?”

“Darling…fuck…”

“Awww…”

The thrusting continued as they snuggled up against each other while the slapping of skin filled the room. Loki’s soft whimpers and whines tan shivers down your spine as you grabbed his hair.

“You’re whimpering like a little girl~”

“Darling…”

You hummed softly as you glanced down at Loki, flipping him on his back which only made the trickster moan louder.

“Whaaaattt??”

“You seem to be flip flopping between genders right now…more quicker than usual…”

“Well…I-ahhh~”

“Yeah? You were saying?”

Your thrusts grew more aggressive as Loki melted under your hold.

“Ugh…you really wanna know?”

You chuckled darkly in his ear as they shivered underneath your body.

“Well, to b-be ho-honest…haaa…g-gender is what strap-on you use~”

“Ohhh…then cum for me~”

Loki obeyed as they moaned, seed spilling all over the bed as you pulled out and smacked his bottom.

“Good little thing~”

You slipped off your strap and gently kissed his neck as you brushed his raven hair away from his body.

[littlesheeneffect]

[keigohawks]

am i missing out or is there just not enough genderfluid loki representation in fics. if im missing out please send me your rec's.

[the-original-lady-loki]

Lady Loki

Queen of Asgard

Born in 945 AD

I am pansexual,

genderfluid, and

polyamorous.

[anabellelycan]

I have a hc

It’s midnight in nyc, you and Loki are sitting on the rooftop watching time go by. Loki smirks softly as they get an idea and gets up, offering you a hand. You gladly take it and you are pulled into their arms. They put their head in the crook of your neck as you two slow dance with each other. You smile and put your arms around their neck, following their lead. It was perfect, the both of you dancing in the moonlight as the sirens wail; the lights flash; the cars beeping at each their in anger and joy as they zoom down the streets; then it was the two of you, calm as chaos brings out in the old New York City. “I love you” you whisper in Lokis ear, you feel them smirk again in your neck. “I love you too, goddess” they muffle, you chuckle softly and enjoy the time, with them.