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Star Wars:

Oneshots-

Life Day Gift: Din Djarin x Fem! Reader:

The Mandalorian kept looking directly at you through his helmet. “Where…where did you get that necklace?” he asked. “Old friend, Life Day Gift,” you answered.

Years ago you were friends with a young boy named Din, assumed to be dead when your village was attacked. Now it's Life Day, and the day shift at your job brings a Mandalorian with a secret...an unexpected reunion. (Warnings: Mentions of death and violence and an asshole kid at the beginning, mainly fluff)

Marvel:

Oneshots-

The Most Wonderful Time- Bucky Barnes x fem! Reader: Often, he sat down- troubled. Eyes glazing over nothing but there was something inside him. Something he wouldn’t say

Bucky isn't doing too well at the Christmas celebration with your family. You go to cheer him up. (Warnings: smut with dom! Reader and sub! Bucky, some fluff)

(Not) Alone on Christmas- Bucky Barnes x trans! Masc! Reader:

“You want me to pretend to be your boyfriend!?” Bucky cried, hands on his hips.

You and Bucky fake date around the holidays. But you're definitely not interested in each other...unless...

(Warning: Brief Transphobic family member who gets shut down, some angst, but a lot of fluff)

Series-

I Say Nothing That Frightens Me: Loki x Fem! Reader.

Loki is alive and once I find him, I will tell him how I feel and-” “Y/N, he’s there with a woman he’s fallen in love with…”

Frigga sends you on a mission to find her son, who you secretly have feelings for since you were friends throughout your childhood. When you locate him with the TVA, you learn that he has fallen for some other woman named Sylvie and not you... More Coming Soon! (Warnings: Lots of angst, and an eventual happy ending)

Chapter One //Chapter Two//Chapter Three//Chapter Four Finale Coming Soon!(Continuing. Will be in Four Parts)

A Court of Mischief and Purpose: Loki x fem! Reader

“It is one week. Or you can kiss your life and your precious priest goodbye.”

Series Summary: Sarah J Maas's A Court of Thorns and Roses series is reimagined with Tom Hiddleston's various characters. You are dying of tuberculosis right before your upcoming wedding to the Lusty Vicar of Aldwinter, Will Ransome. The god of mischief Loki appears before you with a deal. He will heal you in time for the wedding...if you spend a week of every month with him. Opening you to a world of more magic and danger than you ever could imagine...

Masterlist Link here (ongoing!)

Masterlist for The Boat in the Water: A Beauty and the Beast Story: Loki x Stella Ransome miniseries

Summary: Having lost her health and her husband's fidelity and love, Stella has nothing more to lose than her life. Then...she is swept away to another realm, to an enchanted castle. A castle whose master is a god...a god with a striking resemblance to her husband.

One// Two//Three//Four//Five//Six//Seven (finale, TBD)

Tom Hiddleston Characters:

Oneshots-

Professor! Tom Hiddleston

Exam Aid- Prof! Tom x Reader (Request)

“Hello class- good morning. I’m your professor- Professor Hiddleston.”

When finals have gotten you down, your Shakespeare professor offers some help...and motivation... (SMUT)

Hot for Teacher- Prof! Tom x Reader (Request)

“Oh…he hasn’t said anything about a girlfriend, do you think…he’s single?!”

Summary: After being private about your relationship, your professor boyfriend, Tom Hiddleston, introduces you to his students.

Loki

The Ceremony- Loki x fem! Reader

"Now, all of you wish to watch? Then watch."

Summary: You and your dear prince, Loki of Asgard, are finally getting married. But in order for the marriage to be legitimate, your wedding night and consummation must be witnessed… (SMUT)

Seven PM Sharp- Loki x fem! Reader

Stupid, beautiful asshole with a great ass.

Summary: A sudden dinner "for the Avengers" changes everything about the relationship between you and a certain mischievous god... (SMUT)

The King of Asgard- Loki x fem! Reader

“Hail the King Loki! Hail the Queen Y/N!”

As the wife of Prince Loki of Asgard, you suddenly discover that Odin and Thor are gone. You are made queen and your dear husband is king. But a king needs an heir...(SMUT)

Reunion- Loki x fem! Reader

"He’s been gone for a bit- it’s been a few days."

The sacred timeline is destroyed. And your missing, mischievous lover has returned. A confrontation and a fear of abandonment and betrayal with his return still bring about the passion you have for each other. (SMUT)

Yggdrasil- Loki x fem! Reader

“Please…take me to him…it is all I want, all I wish, all I ask for..."

Your husband, the god of mischief, has made the ultimate sacrifice for his friends, and the world...he lives, but now he is alone...that is until you choose to join him in his solitude and make a life there.

My Goddess- Loki x fem! Curvy/Plus-Sized! Reader (Request)

'Don’t get carried away. You’re just not meant for romance, Y/N'

Amidst the pressures of school and your personal insecurities, you never expect your crush on the god of Mischief to be reciprocated...

Crimson Peak

Handsome Enough to Tempt Me.: Sir Thomas Sharpe x fem! Reader.

Yes, he was a stranger. Yes, you were alone with a man. But he seemed kind.

You were looking forward to a ball, but no one will dance with you and the night is turning sour. That is until you cross paths with a baronet with a talent for inventing... (TW: brief mentions of past abuse, but lots of fluff, a wee bit of hurt/comfort)

Half Agony, Half Hope: Sir Thomas Sharpe x fem! Reader

"And there’s something else…something you must know about me, about the man who’s going to be your husband…”

Your engagement with Thomas Sharpe makes him reveal the trauma of his childhood abuse with you. (TW: Mentions of physical, emotional, and sexual abuse)

Coriolanus

Twenty-Seven Wounds- Caius Martius Coriolanus x fem! Reader

After a few months, you realized something- you had never seen him bare.

In ancient times, in a place that calls itself Rome, you find yourself married to the general Caius Martius or Coriolanus. He has fought so many battles he has twenty-seven scars on his body. Scars that he has not shown you yet...

The Night Manager

Summer In Majorca: Jonathan Pine x fem! Reader

“Listen, the point is- I will not be the one you settle for just because you can’t have Jed!” you cried.

A trip to Spain alongside Roper and his crew had you cross paths with a man mysterious as he is kind and heroic as he is handsome. But it seems he has eyes for Jed and not you...

(Warnings: Eventual Smut)

High-Rise

The Cure for Virginity: Dr. Robert Laing x fem! Reader

Men have the brothel. Women have Laing.

You recently moved into the High-Rise and befriended the Residents. But your new friend, Charlotte, thinks you've been a virgin for too long. She suggests someone to help with that. The best amenity in the building: Doctor Robert Laing.

Warnings: 18+, Eventual SMUT!!!!

Series:

The Essex Serpent

Stella of Essex or The Vicar's Wife Betrayed: Some Stella Ransome x Will Ransome, Eventually Stella Ransome x Male OC

"Aldwinter was not filled with the sound of a hissing Serpent but the crying of women and especially of wives."

What does that say when men, even priests, are the ones free to misbehave and innocent women are the ones punished? Here, we explore the life of a young woman named Stella. Sweet and proper, she is naturally the ideal woman for the 19th century's expectations, as well as those for a minister's wife. She falls in love and marries a handsome vicar named William Ransome. Despite the challenges, they build a peaceful, happy life together in their small town. But then Stella Ransome not only catches consumption but discovers her beloved husband is having an affair...

TW: Discussions of cheating and the trauma and grief it brings but the cheated-on spouse gets revenge). If you don't want to read about Will or Cora or their affair being portrayed negatively, you have been warned.The series is now complete!

Link to Masterlist Here

Prologue//One//Two//Three//Four//Five//Six//Seven//Eight//Nine//

Ten//Eleven//Twelve//Thirteen//Fourteen//Fifteen//Sixteen//

Seventeen

Stella's Second Husband: Stella Ransome x Male OC, a little of Stella x Will if you squint.

"Then, when I die. When I see God before judging my actions. I’ll only tell him- Lord, I loved a precious woman...And if I die from my love for her, then I can think of no sweeter death.”

Act One//Act Two (Complete)

The Pain of Being Betrayed by the ones you love hurts deeper than the bite of any mythical Serpent. Can Stella move on from Will and find a happy future with her new husband, Harry Cavardossi?

Warnings: Discussions of Suicidal Intentions. We get Two Tom Hiddleston's fighting each other. Some Steamy Stuff but no actual graphic smut. Drunkenness.

War Horse

Miss Narracott and The Captain: Captain James Nicholls x fem! Reader

Goodness, the uniform really did make him even more attractive! It made you dizzy.

Part One//Part Two//Part Three//Part Four//Part Five//Part Six//Part Seven//Part Eight-Finale Coming Soon!

Summary: You are Y/N Narracott, the older sister of Albert Narracott. You must do what you can so your family can keep their farm. And so your brother can keep his beloved horse. Under financial struggles, you never expect romance to come into your life...until you have a chance encounter with James Nicholls- a Captain with a knack for drawing. (Continuing)

Warnings: Light Slow Burn, some fluff, and some angst.

How To Fake Date A Spy: Jonathan Pine x fem! Reader

“Tell everyone you’re a couple, now. Go to a few parties and restaurants, hold arms, and smile at each other. Maybe a kiss on the cheek, sometimes!"

Part One//Part Two//Part Three Coming Soon!

When you joined your sister, Jed, for a lovely summer in Spain, you wanted to enjoy yourself. Instead, you have to deal with numerous men of Roper's business having a gross interest in you for more than small talk. Going to Roper for help, he offers an idea- pretending to be the date of his newest friend. A handsome sous-chef known as Thomas Quince. Little do you know yet, the man's real name is Jonathan Pine and he is on a mission to take Roper down...

The Hollow Crown

Used Goods- Prince Hal x Reader.

Why does he have to be The Prince of Wales? Why couldn’t he be just a tailor?

You are betrothed to your darling prince Hal, but the Law of Contract demands that you must be a virgin to marry the future King of England. This forces you to confirm a traumatic incident and secret from your past...how will Hal react? TW: Discussions of past sexual assault,"Who did this to you?", Hurt/Comfort, and comforting fluff.

Part One// Part Two

The Twelve Days- Prince Hal x Reader.

“You, luckiest of girls, are betrothed to marry none other than the King of England!” your mother cheered.

You were betrothed to marry none other than the young kind of England, a man you had never met. Now you must face your first celebration of the Twelve Days of Christmas not only as a queen but as a wife in a royal and still unconsummated marriage... TW: Smut, only a little angst, and lots of fluffy and romantic moments.

(Now Complete!)

One//Two//Three//Four//Five//Six//Seven//Eight

The Queen's Abduction- Henry V x fem! Reader (Request)

"You may not fear my father,  you may not fear my brother- but you will fear the wrath of his majesty, the king"

Shortly after your secret marriage to the king of England, Henry V, a nefarious villain abducts you to be his...

Nursing The Prince- Prince Hal x fem! Reader

"You look at the prince like he was a honey-cake!"

You tend to Prince Hal's wounds after the Battle of Shrewsbury.

Arise Fair Sun- Henry V x fem! Reader

"Here, there are no eyes watching us. I can speak to you honestly"y.

One night, Henry appears under your balcony to confess his feelings to you.

The Wedding of The King- Henry V x fem! Reader

As king, Henry could have anything...But he could not have a wife who loved him.

Henry is looking forward to the wedding of his arranged marriage to you. You as The Bride, however, are not...

(Small Spinoff of The Twelve Days but can be read without that context)

The Battle of Agincourt- Henry V x fem! Reader

"The camp is far off. They won’t disturb us. They won’t hear us..."

As his wife and queen, you follow your husband, Henry the Fifth to France for his battles. It is the morning of the battle of Agincourt, and you don't know if he will make it out alive. You spend one last moment of passion together. (Contains Smut)

After The Battle- Henry V x fem! Reader

For many men, the lust for battle was only a flip of a coin from the lust of the body. 

After your husband, King Henry V, wins and survives the battle of Agincourt, you meet him in his tent to reward him... (Contains smut)

The Tavern Prince- Prince Hal x Fem! Proper! Reader

You hated that he was the most beautiful man you had ever laid eyes on.

You are shocked and unhappy to find out you are betrothed to notorious rake, Prince Hal. But one evening, he sneaks you into the Boar's Head Tavern...and your mind about him starts to change. (SMUT)

BIRTHDAY BLURB MASTERLIST TBD

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[pandalorian36]

Loki x Reader (genderneautral)

This is a backstory to my Loki x reader prompt. Masterlist here.

After years apart the only contact through letters and gifts. You and Loki finally meet face to face where true feelings finally come to light.

Warnings: None Word count: 2496

Your P/O/V:

I skim through my wardrobe scowling. How can I own so many clothes and not have anything to wear. "Y/N?" I sigh "In the wardrobe." Sorin, my best friend walks in grinning "What happened in here?" I wave my arms around "I don't know what to wear." he chuckles looking around my wardrobe "Nothing?" I sigh flopping onto the floor dramatically "Okay so I'm overthing." he chuckles rolling his eyes "Honestly the prince has really got you all in twist hasn't he?"

"I don't know what you are talking about." he grins leaning over me hands on his hips "Of course you don't. Now get up we are going to make you look fabulous. I knew you would be stressing and you are going to look amazing." he steps to the back of the wardrobe taking out a beautiful green outfit with flowers and leaves embroided all over. He also selects a pair of shoes to match and a gold leaf crown that rests around my forhead. "Thats perfect." Sorin grins "I know, what would you do without me. I'm amazing. Now change."

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fem:

Exiting the wardrobe Sorin grins clapping his hands together "Oh I'm good. Now sit." I sit at my desk while he styles my hair just the way I like setting the crown on top "Thank you Sorin. You are a life saver." He grins wrapping his arms around my shoulders and squeezing gently "Well Loki won't be able to keep his eyes of you." I smack his arm "Will you stop. We haven't seen each other in years."

Sorin rolls his eyes "You've written letters pretty much every day. He has sent you some beautiful gifts and you to him. You talk about him all the time and I don't have to be a mind reader to know all the times you are spacing out you are thinking about him." Lyan sculks into the room stretching out and shaking all the snow from his fur I told you it was obvious. I glare at the wolf who flops down onto my bed getting water droplets everywhere You are in love. I stand rolling my eyes "The both of you need to stop. Lyan you are soaked get of the bed!"

I'm cold. "You have fur you are a wolf. How can you be cold?" Sorin chuckles "It is freezing outside. Though the snow is beautiful." Lyan nods stretching back out on the bed while I roll my eyes "Its warm in the palace."

Lyan rolls onto his back while Sorin laughs smoothing down the front of his suit "Right lets go, can't have you arriving late for your first ball back on Keboria." He holds out his arm which I loop my mine through laughing "What would I do without you?" he sighs dramatically "How you managed before you met me we will never know."

Nerves start fluttering in my stomach the closer we get to the ballroom. What if Loki doesn't recognise me? What if he doesn't turn up? What if he's with someone? Sorins magic floats over me like a calming blanket "Calm down its going to be fine." I smile "Thanks." he grins "Pathokinesis is a very handy thing."

The doors to the ballroom are thrown wide a steady stream of people trikling in. Sorin squeezes my arm gently half pulling me up the stairs music is floating through the doors surrounding us. At the top of the steps we pause and look out over the room, it is adorned with strings of lights and garlands of moons and stars.

My eldest brothers are stood at the bottom of the steps speaking with a familiar man with flowing blond hair. Thor but no sign of his brother. Sorin and I skim the edge of the room stopping in one of the window alcloves grabbing drinks of a passing waiter "I have no idea what this man looks like, can you see him?" I shake my head craining my neck to look around "No."

Sorin starts fidgiting and I follow his gaze over to the man he has been crushing on for the last few months. I grin giving him a shove "Go talk to him, I'll be fine." he doesn't take much prompting and heads over I watch him go grinning, jumping about a foot in the air when a cool voice comes from behind "Who are you looking for?" I swivel around heart pounding in my chest as my eyes meet with a pair of emerald green.

"Loki." he bows his head "Y/N." I smile brightly "Its so good to see you. Your taller. Your hairs grown, it suits you. Your eyes haven't changed though. I'll stop talking now." His lips twitch slightly into half a smile "Its good to see you as well. I am glad too see you recieved my gifts."

I smile running my thumb over the necklace he gifted me. A simple gold pendant containing a star petal, from the plant I healed the first time we met, set in clear resin. I never take it off. "Yes, I love it and those seeds you gave me are growing well. The flowers are stunning."

"I am glad. I greatly enjoyed the books you sent. How was your time travelling?"

"Oh it was excellent. I found some amazing plants, made some good friends. I spent most of my time on Midguard actually some of the plant life there is beautiful, though Ociana was my favourite planet its stunning. How have you been? From your letters your time away from home has been far more exciting than looking at plants." he chuckles turning to face the ballroom "I suppose, my brother is still hotheaded as ever. His friends are insufferable. But I have proggressed with my magic."

I tilt my head slightly "Loki are you alright?" he nods once though his posture remains ridgid "Forgive me, I am not overly comfortable around crowds." I smile slightly "Follow me." I start walking only checking once to make sure he is following leading him to a smaller room attached to the main hall the entrance covered by a low curtain. It is empty inside but the music still drifts through.

He relaxes a little though still does not seem overly comfortable "Is that any better?"

"Yes, thank you." he smiles softly "I apologise for my coldness. I do not know how to act after so long apart." I chuckle crossing my arms "I stand by what I said the first time we met. You can act how ever you wish around me." his smile warms reaching his eyes "Thank you, I do not know what I would have done without your letters. They have been a great comfort recently."

"Well I am glad." A different song starts up and Loki holds out a hand "Would you like to dance?" I take his hand bowing "I would love too." he pulls me in close begining to lead the way around the room in a slow waltz. I loose myself in his eyes the music flowing through the room and wrapping around us.

"You look stunning by the way. Green suits you." I blush slightly but don't drop his gaze despite the heat filling my cheeks "Thank you." Someone enters the room and Loki pauses our movements I spin around almost toppling over if it weren't for Loki's hand on the base of my spine I would have. The man who just entered smirks arms crossed behind his back "What do we have here?"

I frown "What do you want Kilian?" he shrugs taking a step closer "I noticed you had left the party and merely wished to see where you had dissapered too." I don't bother to hide the coldness in my tone as I cross my arms hardening my gaze "I believe my brothers and myself made it perfectly clear you are not welcome here."

He feigns shock a hand to his chest "My mistake, I must have missed a message. But now I am here perhaps you would reconsider my proposal?" I take a deep breath to calm the magic raging beneath my skin "Kilian either you leave now or I call the guards and you spend a night in a jail cell."

Loki's hand remains on the small of my back which is an anchor. A flash of green and a leathal looking dagger appears in his hand the handle hanging from the tips of his fingers so it is only vaguly threatening. Kilian eyes the dagger he talks big but he is no good at hand to hand combat or any type of confrontation. "Perhaps your highness we should talk somewhere in private away from," he glances at Loki again disgust clear on his face "Unwanted attention."

My magic flares slightly sending out a signal to my mother and Calen. "I am not going with you. I have refused you twice, you have insulted my family, attemted to assult my sister and have been banished from the palace. Why do you still insist on coming back?"

"Because I know you return my love."

"You do not love me. You love the power and wealth of my family that is all. And I certainly do not love you." he steps closer and Lokis arm slides around my waist pulling me gently into his side "My family are very wealthy. We are second only to yours, my parents advisors to the King. It should be an honour to marry me." I attempt to keep a straight face but scrunch my nose in disgust, Kilian sighs and draws out of his jacket a blaster "I didn't wish to resort to this."

My magic flares once more this time lashing out at Kilian who merely chuckles his own, a shield, blocking my strike. "Now, now that is no way to treat your future husband."

Finally four guards enter the room my brother leading the way a hard glare set into his features "Harris you are not welcome here. Escort this man of the premises." Kilian turns facing them grinning "I do not think so." He shoots twice though they both miss by a wide mark while he takes of disappering down a corridor "Did he hurt you?"

I shake my head Calen sighing deeply "I'll be having words with the front guards. How he got in... Still you are safe." he nods once too Loki before taking off after the guards. "Well he seemed lovely." I smack his chest while he chuckles "I apologise, I thought it may lighten your mood."

"I need some air." Loki smiles understandingly "I can leave?" I shake my head "No, its alright. I'd like the company." Starting to walk I lead the way out the hall and towards my rooms where there is a large glass door leading out into the gardens all coated in a thick white blanket of snow. I push open the doors and take a deep breath the cool air washing over my senses. "Are you alright?"

I nod taking several more breaths the magic flaring begining to calm down. "Yes thank you." I turn to face him finding him still standing in the warm light of the palace while I have taken several steps out into the gardens a light snow begining to flutter down. "Are you not coming outside?" he shakes his head slightly while I tilt my own to one side "Do you not like the snow?" he shrugs slightly "It is complicated."

"Complicated?"

Loki P/O/V:

Y/N looks stunning with the moonlight and snow fluttering around them. Complicated. The soft expression on their face makes my heart flutter. I can't show them, can I? Would they see past the monster? I frown and lean against the door frame while they tilt their head up to the sky snowflakes landing on their skin.

Their letters have been the only good thing these past few years. I am not sure when friendship turned to love but I do love them, that is why they cannot know about the monster beneath my skin. Becasuse I do not know what I would do if they looked at me with fear and hatred. My original plan was to cut them out of my life, allow them to get on with their life without me but when I saw them in that ballroom I lost all thought of that.

I forgot how... how. They make my heart flutter, my brain loose all function. All I wish to do is take them in my arms and show them how they deserve to be treated. Nothing like that asshole Kilian I believe was his name. I would worship them, they deserve nothing less.

"Loki?" I crash back to reality, Y/N has snow stuck in their hair and a bright smile on their face "Come and dance with me." they hold out their hands and I take a step forward before remembering myself "Please?" I inwardly groan I wish to take their hands. "Come on its fun."

I take another step. Watching as the blue begins to creep up my skin starting from the finger tips and spreading. Usually my magic can hide it but a small part of me doesn't want too. A small part of me does want them to see. I want to show them all of me. Grinning they step closer and grab my hand pulling me out into the snow.

I shut my eyes not ready to see their reaction trying to memorise the smile they always give me worried I may never see it again. Fingertips brush my cheek before their whole hand cups my cheek "Loki please open your eyes." Slowly I do so knowing they are now red not the green they like.

They smile slightly "Is this why you were so out of sorts?" I nod once trying to gage their reaction "You're beautiful. Blue suits you." I must look shocked because their smile grows a small laugh escaping their lips "I meant every word I wrote to you. You never have to worry about how you act around me. I... I love you Loki. Every part."

They lean in their lips pressing against mine gently. I feel frozen their last words clanging around my head and heart. After a moment they go to move away and I finally regain my movement arms wrapping around their waist and chest pulling them closer. Their lips are soft and warm as I try to pour all my feelings into the kiss.

"I love you Y/N." cheeks flushed and eyes wide they loop their arms around my neck the two of us remaining in the snow covered garden, quite music drifting out from the ballroom "Thank you, for trusting me with your secret." I smile pressing my forehead against theirs "I trust you with my life."

"And you with mine."

[darkacademicfrom2021]

The Adventures of Silvertongue and Olive

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Warnings: alcohol. Loki being a sassy bitch.

2 - Thor, the little brother

"Are you drunk?", laughed Thor when his brother approached him with yet another of his weird questions. "Of course ghosts aren't real, Loki. Those were bedtime stories I'd tell you".

"No, I know, I know", Loki brushed it off. He had to raise his voice. If the place wasn't already loud enough, Thor would interrupt his conversation every ten seconds to join a drunken attempt of a choir, and leave halfway through. "Are you drunk?".

"Haven't you heard? We're celebrating!".

"What exactly? Another one of your hauntings gone finally fine?".

"I'm ignoring your meaningness. We're…".

"I'm sorry", interrupted Loki with a chuckle, "what?".

"I haven't told you yet".

"My… Meaningness?".

"Yeah, you, being mean".

"My Gods", he muttered, "there is no way you won by fairness in all of those written competitions. What were you celebrating then, pray tell?".

"Oh… you should dress up better, brother. We have guests coming… they're… arriving… at some time", he slurred, already looking like he had a few dozens of extra glasses of mead.

"Guests? What guests? When?", asked impatiently. "What do you…? Forget it, I'm asking Mother".

"No!", he laid Mjölnir on Loki's foot, to stop him from leaving. Loki complained loudly. "You mustn't tell Mother I've told you that! It's supposedly a secret for us!!".

"Why do you know it, then? And could you take this thing off my foot, for Norns' sake?!".

"Because!", he exclaimed. "Because I didn't hear from them, silly kid", spat Thor. His brother rolled his eyes and tried to leave, once again, failing.

"Alright, call me silly kid again and I'm making an illusion of you naked in the middle of this greasy tavern".

"Joke's on you, brother! Half these ladies want it and half these men fear it!".

"With this cold climate…? Barefoot on this snow, Thor? I could be very imaginative if I wanted to".

"Don't dare! Don't dare ruin my honor!".

"Your hon…? You really are basic".

Thor took his hammer off Loki's foot with a look of disdain, and offered him a glass of mead. Loki shook his head.

"Think it twice, you might need it", Thor sighed, and Loki raised his eyebrows. "The princess of Vanaheim is coming. She and her whole family. You know how the rest goes".

"Oh Gods", muttered Loki, looking away. Suddenly, he wanted that glass of mead more than anything. To drown on it, especially. "Marriage".

"Yeah. And guess who's gonna have to marry the girl?".

"Damn. I really wanted them to have an only son, so I'd be able to mock you endlessly the way you do it with me".

"I'm not like you, brother".

"Would you have any choice, even then?".

"I guess… not… Look, my head already hurts enough now, can't imagine how I'll be tomorrow, when they arrive".

"Then I suggest you stop drinking", said Loki while discreetly pouring a stronger beverage on his brother's glass. "You might die if you keep drinking like this".

"Like that's not exactly what you want from me!", he pouted, pointing at him menacingly. Loki scoffed.

"Alright, someone's had a bit too much now. I'm taking you home".

"Don't dare! He's going to kill me, everybody! Don't let them take me away!", cried Thor, drunk to the bone. Everyone around him just laughed. This wasn't an unusual scene.

Loki walked him to the doors of his chambers, helping him by the shoulder. Thor was barely able to walk, let alone find his keys. Loki opened the door with magic, hoping Thor wouldn't notice he knew how to do it. He didn't.

"You're the bigger one, I'm not the one supposed to take care of you out of the pub".

"Then don't".

"Good", he nodded, letting go of his grasp and throwing him into the floor. "Better?".

"Much better, now leave", said Thor, still laid on the floor like a wet mop.

"Leaving right now".

"And don't dare help me up".

"I'm not".

Loki left. Thor remained on the floor, unable to remember how to get up. He slept like that.

Before breakfast, Loki could see his brother looking empty, with completely hollow eyes on the table.

Him, on the other hand, had slept better than fine. In fact, he had slept so well and so soundly, he dreamed three different dreams. Although, there was no perfect mood for putting up with his brother's crap. He tried, nonetheless.

"How are you?", asked Loki, sitting by Thor's side. His cup was filled with a foul-smelling beverage and his face was marked with the floor's woods.

"I'm perfectly fine".

"Do you realize that everytime you say you're fine when you're on the verge of a breakdown, your words mean less each time?".

"I'm in no mood for your…", said Thor slowly, and stopped on his words. His eyes crystalised. Loki rolled his eyes and patted his back, making sure nobody else was watching this nonsense unfold. Thor started crying loudly, and Loki thanked the Norns the only people around were the maids and cooks -who were already used to Thor's hangovers-. "I just… I've been waiting my whole life for this and now that it's getting here I'm supposed to actually do this other thing and I…".

"Oh dearest brother. Shut the Hel up".

"I…", Thor sniffed. "What?".

"You're crying like a baby because you'll have a Queen by your side? What? You didn't really think Father would approve you, oaf of a Prince, to actually rule nine realms by yourself?", Loki said, and noticing how harshly it came out, tried to soften his tone. "Look. We both know well the only reason you're winning with advantage over me it's because they hate me, not because they want you to be King. It doesn't mean they're not proud of you, it only means you're incompetent and they like you anyway".

"Is this your way of comforting…?".

"Yes. And I'm just speaking the truth. Think what you want. Cry if you want to, just, acknowledge this is for your own good. Besides, who knows? Maybe you'll fall for her".

"My problem is not if I'll fall for her or not, I don't care about that. My problem is…".

"I'm sorry, you must have thought my how are you meant that I really care, but I really don't. Put yourself together. Drink that vomit and try not to puke all over breakfast".

Thor didn't say anything for a few minutes, but Loki stayed by his side anyway.

"You're a terrible brother".

"You're welcome".

Thor smiled softly, patted his little brother on the back, and then downed the cup in three gulps.

Their mother made a dramatic entrance through the gates, opening them abruptly. Her cape and hair fluttered behind her.

"You two!", she beamed. "What on the Realms are you still doing in your robes?".

"Mother", they both said, getting up. She approached them faster and touched Thor's back, making his red cape appear.

"You, Loki, go get something… less", pointed at him. Loki scoffed.

"Less what?".

"Less".

"Would you rather I go naked?".

"Now, don't get all smart with me. You're wearing basically pure gold. This is about your brother's coronation. Go less flamboyant".

"Loki is not wearing any fire, Mother", intervened Thor. Loki suppressed a laugh.

"It means ostentatious. Exuberant", said Frigga.

"Fancy-pants, hotter than you", added Loki. Frigga slapped the back of his head.

"Go for the black and green suit you got last year. Maybe without a cape".

"The all-leather one? Oh yeah, that won't look exuberant at all", said Thor rolling his eyes.

"You have an hour, go get ready. Both of you".

(Taglist: @lucywrites02, @louieboo87, @the-departed-potato, @jesuswasnotawhiteman, @idontknow296, @beksib, @spythoschei, @geekwritersworld, @whatafuckingdumbass, @mysticunicorn7 @shadowolf993 @toe-vind-ek-jou @joscelyn02, @t00-pi, @irwxnhugsx, @selfship-mishaps, @sallymagnoliaposts, @deadgirl88, @enderslove)

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Wheel of Fan Fiction Masterlist

Smut 🔥

Fluff 🌸

Angst 💧

*This is like brand new so most of the characters won't have anything just yet*

•Stranger things

-Billy Hargrove

-Steve Harrington

-Eddie Munson

-Robin Buckley (Fem/NB only)

-Argyle

-Johnathan Byers

-Nancy Wheeler

-Jim Hopper

-Joyce Byers

-001/Henry

-Will Byers (No smut)

-Mike Wheeler (No smut)

-Max Mayfield (No smut)

Hateful Cuddling - Female reader 🌸

-Dustin Henderson (No smut)

-Lucas Sinclair (No smut)

-Eleven (Jane) Hopper (No smut)

•Marvel

-Iron Man/Tony Stark

-Captian America/Steve Rogers

-Black Widow/Natasha Romanoff

-Hawkeye/Clint Barton

-Hulk/Bruce Banner

-Thor

-Loki

-Winter Soldier/Bucky Barnes

-Black Panther/T'challa

-Doctor Strange/Steven Strange

-Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximoff

-Quicksilver/Pietro Maximoff

-Starlord/Peter Quill

-Gamora

-Spiderman/Peter Parker

-Falcon/Sam Wilson

-War Machine/James Rhodes

-Valkyrie (Fem/NB only)

•X-Men

-Professor X/Charles Xavier

-Magneto/Erik Lensherr

-Wolverine/James Howlett

-Quicksilver/Peter Maximoff

-Rogue

-Jean Grey

-Storm/Ororo Munroe

-Cyclops/Scott Summers

-Mystique/Raven

-Beast/Henry "Hank" McCoy

-Nightcrawler/Kurt Wagner

-Havok/Alexander Summers

•DC/Young Justice

-Batman/Bruce Wayne

-Superman/Clark Kent

-The Flash/Barry Allen

-Aquaman/Authur Curry

-Cyborg/Victor Stone

-Joker/Jack Oswald White

-Harley Quinn/Harleen Quinzel

-Wonder Woman/Diana Prince

-DeadShot/Floyd Lawton

-Kid Flash/Wally West

-Nightwing (Robin #1)/ Dick Grayson

-Red Hood (Robin #2)/ Jason Todd

-Robin (#3)/ Tim Drake

-Beast Boy/Garfield Logan

-Superboy/Johnathan "Jon" Kent

-Artemis/Artemis Crock

-Red Arrow/Roy Harper

-Green Arrow/Oliver Queen

-Black Canary/Dinah Lance

-Miss Martian/Megan Morse

-Aqualad/Kaldur'ahm

•Umbrella Academy

-Luther Hargreeves (#1)

-Diego Hargreeves (#2)

-Allison Hargreeves (#3)

-Klaus Hargreeves (#4)

-Five Hargreeves (#5)

-Ben Hargreeves (#6)

-Viktor Hargreeves (#7)

-Marcus Hargreeves (#1)

-Fei Hargreeves (#3)

-Alphonso Hargreeves (#4)

-Sloan Hargreeves (#5)

-Jayme Hargreeves (#6)

-Lila Aryu

-The Handler

•Harry Potter

-Harry Potter

-Ron Weasley

-Hermione Granger

-Fred Weasley

-George Weasley

-Ginny Weasley

-Draco Malfoy

-Sirius Black (Older)

-Cedric Diggory

-Oliver Wood

-Neville Longbottom

-Luna Lovegood

-Remus Lupin (Older)

-Nymphadora Tonks

-Lucious Malfoy (Older)

-Narcissa Malfoy (Older)

-Severus Snape (Older)

-Bill Weasley

-Charlie Weasley

•Marauders

-James Potter

Friendly Love - Male reader 🌸

-Lily Evans

-Sirius Black

-Remus Lupin

-Severus Snape

-Regulus Black

-Lusious Malfoy

-Narcissa Black

-Peter Pettigrew

•Greek Mythology

-Zeus

-Hades

-Posideon

-Apollo

-Hera

-Persephone

-Ares

-Athena

-Demeter

-Aphrodite

-Artemis

-Dionysus

-Hermes

•Divergent

-Beatrice "Tris" Prior

-Caleb Prior

-Eric

-Peter

-Christina

-Will

-Tobias "Four"

-Zeke

Zip line of Love - Nonbinary Reader (Requested) 🌸

-Uriah

•Star Wars

-Anakin Skywalker

-Luke Skywalker

-Leia Organa

-Han Solo

-Obi-Wan Kenobi

-Kylo Ren

•Supernatural

-Dean Winchester

-Sam Winchester

-Castiel

-Crowley

-Lucifer

-Rowena MacLeod

-Gabriel

-Charlie Bradbury (Fem/NB only)

-Chuck Shurley

-Jody Mills

-Ellen Harvelle

-Kevin Tran

•The Walking Dead

-Rick Grimes

-Daryl Dixon

-Glenn Rhee

-Carl Grimes

-Maggie Greene

-Negan

-Michonne

-Shane Walsh

-Rosita Espinosa

-Carol Peletier

-Paul "Jesus" Monroe

-Abraham Ford

‐Tara Chambler (Fem/NB only)

-Enid

-Ezekiel

-Aaron (Masc/NB only)

•The Walking Dead Game

-Clementine

-Lee

-Kenny

-Luke

-Javier

-Gabriel

-Kate

-Louis

-Omar

-Ruby

-Mitch

-Marlon

-Violet (Fem/NB only)

IT (2017)

-Richie Tozier

-Beverly Marsh

-Eddie Kaspbrak

-Bill Denbrough

-Stanley Uris

-Ben Hanscom

-Henry Bowers

-Mike Hanlon

-Patrick Hockstetter

-Victor Criss

-Belch Huggins

•Desendants

-Mal

-Evie

-Ben

-Jay

-Jane

-Chad

-Doug

-Lonnie

-Carlos

-Uma

-Harry Hook

-Gil

•Maze Runner

-Newt

-Minho

-Gally

-Teresa

-Alby

-Chuck

-Brenda

-Aris

-Thomas

-Frypan

-Jorge

[beautifulblooms]

Masterlist

Marvel

The Bond of Three-Makkari x Druig x Male! Reader

Loki General Headcanons

Convincing-Tony Stark x Male! Reader

Lord Of The Rings

Legolas Greenleaf General Headcanons--Part 1, Part 2

The Arcana

Muriel General Headcanons

Cuddling with Julian, Lucio, and Muriel as a poly Quadrouple

Cooking With Julian, Lucio, and Muriel poly headcanons

Legend of Zelda (Breath of the Wild)

Prince Sidon General Headcanons

Link General Headcanons (Hylian Reader)

Prince Sidon With a Narcoleptic Boyfriend Headcanons

Lazy Mornings with Prince Sidon Headcanons

Sidon Prompt Drabble, 1A+3A, Male Reader

Sidon Proposing to a Hylian Gone Wrong Headcanons

Prince Sidon With a Clingy!Male!Reader Headcanons

Jujutsu Kaisen

Yuji Itadori x Male! Reader Headcanons

My Hero Academia

Shouta Aizawa General Headcanons

A Long Night Paid Off-Shouta Aizawa x Male!Reader

Dating Young Shouta Aizawa Headcanons

Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba

Tengen Uzui General Headcanons

Stranger Things

Reunited-Eddie Munson x Male! Reader

Eddie Munson General Headcanons

Eddie Munson and Steve Harrington (Separate) with a Plushy Obsessed Partner Headcanons/Drabble

Eddie Munson x Shy!Alt!Bf Headcanons

Let Me Spoil You Darlin’ - Eddie Munson x Male!Reader

I Was Never the Same After I Saw You - Eddie Munson x Male!Reader

Eddie Munson x Male!Reader drabble, we're blaming @eddieverse

What a Surprise That Was - Eddie Munson x Male!Reader

Would You Still Love Me if I was a Worm - Eddie Munson x Male!Reader

You're Still My Eddie - Kas the Bloodyfist!Eddie x Male!Reader

Hawkins' Pretty Boy - Eddie Munson x Male!Reader

Oh...oh - Eddie Munson x Male!Reader

You're My Everything - Eddie Munson x Male!Reader

I Fucked Your Mom Jason - Eddie Munson x Male!Reader

Take Him Back, Please - Eddie Munson x Male!Reader

How Could You Do This to Me? - Eddie Munson x Male!Reader

I Bite My Tongue, It’s a Bad Habit - Steddie + Male!Reader angst

I Bite My Tongue, It's a Bad Habit (sad ending/part 2) - Steddie + Male!Reader

The Bane of My Existence, and the Object of All My Desires - Eddie Munson x Male!Reader (Happy ending to I Bite My Tongue It's a Bad Habit)

Waterpark Days with Steve and Eddie Headcanons, FTM Reader

You’re Not Alone Here Babe - Steve Harrington x Male!Byers!Reader

Fuck the Mirror - Eddie Munson x FTM!Reader

What the Fuck - Eddie Munson x Male!Reader

Angst Tidbit - Steddie + Male!Reader

WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU RUNNING - Eddie Munson x Male!Reader

Can Ya Hear Me? - Eddie Munson x HardOfHearing!Male!Reader

Because Spoiling You is My Favorite Hobby - Eddie Munson x Male!Reader

Together Forever, Right? - 001/Henry Creel x Male!Reader

Handsome Boyfriend - Eddie Munson x FTM!Reader

Oh Eddie Baby Won't You Come to My Arms Tonight? - Eddie Munson x Male!Reader

I Never Die Bitch - Implied Eddie Munson x Male!Reader + Steve simping like a true bisexual

We're Bloopin'! - Kas!Eddie Munson x Male!Reader

Aye Aye Captain! - Steve Harrington x Male!Reader

Don't Touch That! - Eddie Munson x Male!Reader

Do Me Too! - Eddie Munson x Male!Reader

You Two are so Different - Eddie Munson x HargroveTwin!Male!Reader

Genshin Impact

Kaeya Alberich General Headcanons

Venti and Diluc General Headcanons

Cooking with Thoma Headcanons

Xiao General Headcanons

Avatar (James Cameron)

Neteyam x Male reader headcanons

Jake Sully x Male Reader Headcanons

One of the People - Avatar! Jake Sully x Avatar! Male! Reader

Dual Love - Neteyam x Ao’nung x Male! Metkayina! Reader

Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them

Newt Scamander headcanons, meeting him as a masc Hogwarts student

Resident Evil

Leon S. Kennedy Headcanons+Drabble

CoD: MW2

141 drabbles with Male! Sergeant reader

Ghost and Konig music Headcanons

If I was a worm... - Konig and Ghost x male! reader headcanons

Nom nom - Simon "Ghost" Riley x John "Soap" Mactavish x Male! Sergeant! Reader headcanons + Drabble

Never Gave Me Time of Day, My Dear - Simon "Ghost" Riley x John "Soap" MacTavish (implied) + Male! Segreant! Reader

Konig x Male! Reader headcanons

Cause I'm Mister Brightside - König x Horangi + male! Reader (unrequited love)

What do you want from McDonalds? - Father figure! Price + Gn! Reader

Throwing cheese at Konig like he's a cat, sheer crack

I shine only with the light you gave me - Denied! Father figure! Price + Male! Sergeant! reader

A Love Gone in the Wind - Ghost x Rejected! GN reader

Spider-Man: Into/Across the Spiderverse

Happy Father's Day - Miguel + kind of adopted male reader

Hey~ - Miguel O'Hara x secret boyfriend! Male! reader

Hey Mamas - Miguel x male! Reader headcanons + drabble

Callate... - Miguel O'Hara x GN! Reader headcanons +drabble

My Nuisance - Miguel O'Hara x Male! Reader headcanons + drabble

Too Late to be a Hero - Hobie Brown x Male! Reader

Baldurs Gate 3

[sweet-demiboi]

Request rules:

I don’t write for heterosexual relationships.

I write for female x female, male x male, non-binary x every gender.

I also would write for ftm or mtf, if you want it.

My english is... probably bad at some points, so please be gentle with me XD

I will write smut if you want (I actually like it). At this point: If you’re non-binary and you have a woman’s body: I will write for you and a male (or another non-binary with a man’s body, or another woman, you got me).

I only write smut for people, who are older than 16 (in the story).

I like to be creative in every genre, I guess, but I haven’t written angsty stuff yet (but I’m open for it) and I’m not good at bad ends...

You can describe yourself as specific as you want, for example what nationality you have, or skincolor, or anything else.

Requests are CLOSED RN

NOTE: When a character's name is orange I DO NOT write for them at the moment.

Who I write for:

Marvel:

Peter Parker

Warren Worthington III

MJ

Loki Laufeyson

Thor Odinson

Natasha Romanoff

Wanda Maximoff

Pietro Maximoff

Tony Stark

Valkyrie

Bucky Barnes

Sylvie Laufeysdottir

Celebrities:

Tom Holland

Tom Hiddleston

Zendaya

Thomas Brodie-Sangster

Dylan O'Brien

Harrison Osterfield

Henry Cavill

Ben Hardy

Harry Potter:

Hermione Granger

Sirius Black (young)

Remus Lupin (young)

James Potter (young)

Lily Evans (young)

Regulus Black (young)

+ Poly: Wolfstar, Jegulus

Maze runner:

Newt

Thomas

Brenda

+ Poly: Newtmas

The hobbit:

Thorin Oakenshield <3

Kili Durin

Fili Durin

Thranduil

+ Poly: Bagginshield

Lord of the rings:

Aragorn

Arwen

+ Poly: Aralas

The witcher:

Geralt

Jaskier

Ciri

+ Poly: Geraskier

Helluva boss:

Stolas

Blitzo

+ Poly: Stolas x Blitzo

Love, Victor:

Mia Brooks <3

Benji Campbell

Hawaii Five-O:

Steve McGarrett

Danny Williams

Tani Rey

Shadowhunters:

Alexander 'Alec' Lightwood

Magnus Bane

Jace Lightwood

Clary Fairchild

+ Poly: Malec, Jace x Simon, Clizzy

Merlin:

Arthur Pendragon

Sir Gwaine

Merlin

+ Poly: Merthur

Chronicles of Narnia:

Edmund Pevensie

Prince Caspian

The goldfinch:

Boris Pavlikovsky

+ Poly: Boris x Theo

Stranger Things:

Eddie Munson

Billy Hargrove

+ Poly: Mungrove

Wednesday:

Enid Sinclair

Bohemian Rhapsody/Queen:

Roger Taylor

Brian May

Gwilym Lee!Brian May

Ben Hardy!Roger Taylor

+ Poly: Brian x Roger

6 Underground:

Billy/Four

Masterlist

The hobbit:

Thorin

Thorin with an introverted boyfriend

Thorin with a jealous boyfriend

Thorin being attracted to his smoking boyfriend

Thorin with a boyfriend who can transform into a horse

Love at first sight

Arachnophobia is a bitch

Thorin with an angel boyfriend

Thorin with his FtM!Pregnant!Husband

Marvel:

Peter Parker

Little chat #1

Little chat #2

Studying with Peter

Loki

Bottom!Loki x Top!Male!Reader

Soft sex with Bottom!Loki

Loki with a boyfriend who can only sleep to noise

Little chat #1

Bucky Barnes

Wholesome smut

Thor

Thor with a boyfriend who is the god of wisdom

Mixed

Loki/Peter/Tony/Thor x Male!Reader (also NSFW)

Celebrities:

Tom Holland

Little chat #1

Little chat #2

Little chat #3

Little chat #4

Little chat #5

Helluva boss:

Imagine being Stolas and Blitzo's boyfriend

Love, Victor:

Mia Brooks:

Being Mia's girlfriend

Shadowhunters:

Magnus Bane:

Magnus with his boyfriend but it's very gay

Alec Lightwood:

Alec Lightwood x Trans!Male!Reader

Merlin:

Sir Gwaine:

Little chat #1

Night activities

Candy hearts

(Y/N) is drowning but it's funny

Pregnant!Ftm!(Y/N) (and Gwaine being a sweet husband)

Merthur and Male!Reader x Gwaine fucking but no actual smut

Marauders:

Everyone:

Marauders comforting you after you were raped by your boyfriend

Stranger Things:

Billy Hargrove:

tease

smoking together for the first time

Male!Reader makes Billy question his sexuality pt.2 pt.3

Comforting Billy after he gets abused by Neil

Making out with Billy

Fucking Billy after pe class

Eddie Munson:

giving trans!Eddie a blowjob at a pool

Queen:

Roger Taylor:

you have sex for the first time after Roger gets back from tour

new name for trans!masc!(Y/N)

Sir Brian May:

Going to university with Brian (Trans!Male!Reader)

[darkacademicfrom2021]

The Adventures of Silvertongue and Olive

<<Previous part Masterlist Next part>>

3 - The face without a voice

The first ceremony was introductory. The Great Hall was usually either empty enough for the heels to echo or filled with hundreds in the middle of a party. Now, it was odd to see such a big place holding barely ten people; no more, no less. Gods seemed like ants on a leaf.

Odin sat calmly on his Throne, and held hands with the former Queen of Vanaheim, who had by her side her daughter and son. The siblings were silent, and Thor and Loki were by Frigga's side as mere spectators. Then, the princess bowed to Thor and he kneeled in front of her. Loki observed one of the paintings, trying to not fall asleep out of boredom.

"It's a tremendous pleasure for us to be able to share this ceremony with your realm", said the Queen of Vanaheim, whom Loki had not paid any mind to her name. Not that it mattered, for they wouldn’t let him even talk to her.

"The pleasure is ours. We're very sorry for your loss", said Frigga.

"A tragic death. Murder", muttered the princess to Thor. He nodded and whispered his apologies. "He died fast, without much pain. We hold on to that".

Loki's gaze landed on the prince, who seemed equally -if not more-, eager to leave. His leg bounced impatiently, and his eyes alternated in between the gates and windows.

Vanaheim had different traditions than Asgard. All royals, even babies, wore either crowns or tiaras. The tiara sat small on the princess; she seemed impatient to finally fill the Crown. The prince, on the other hand, wore the tiara with displeasure, longing to throw it off the highest tower of the Palace.

Once the formal reunion transformed into a lunch, Loki had a better chance to speak to one of the guests. The former Queen of Vanaheim was not interested in his words, so each time he asked something she simply ignored him (as rude as it may sound, this was a very common tradition on royals of Vanaheim; from adults to minors, of course). Then, he decided to keep on trying with other people. His mother was too interested in the other Queen's stories to pay any mind to him. His brother was engaged in a loud conversation with his new fiancé. The only person left was the other prince, who sat exactly in front of him.

"So, what's your name again?", asked Loki, but got no answer. The prince didn't seem to ignore him; he smiled awkwardly at his answer and bowed slightly with his head, acknowledging him. "You know, that's very polite, but not exactly an answer".

The prince chuckled. Soon, he began fidgeting with the cloth napkin.

"You can't speak, can't you? Are you mute? That's why you don't answer?", he asked insistently, and the prince simply denied with his head. Loki stayed silent for the rest of the lunch. He clearly didn't want to speak to him.

After about an hour, the Queen of Vanaheim called his son's name,

"Would you mind telling that story, you always tell so well? That one of the big hounds and the archery teacher".

The prince raised his eyebrows and everyone stared at him, expectantly. He sighed and, looking at Loki for a fraction of a second -as if he were to regret any words that would come out of his mouth next-, he said,

"Well, we had archery lessons in an inhabited forest", he began, and Loki gasped loudly. Everyone's gaze landed on him quizzically.

"Sorry", he muttered without taking his eyes off the prince's with a wide grin.

The prince continued the story, and as soon as he finished, everyone's attention came back to other things. Once Loki assured nobody would listen, he leaned on the table and opened his mouth to tell him something, but the prince talked first,

"Not a word".

Loki shut his mouth in a thin line and made the gesture of zipped lips, still with a repressed smile. But, after five minutes, he spoke again.

"This library has ghosts, I thought", and the prince looked at him menacingly. Loki continued, unfazed "one of them even has your same voice, can you believe it?".

"I swear to the Norns I'll skin you alive if you say anything", he whispered harshly.

"What would I say? I hide in there too", he clarified, and the prince relaxed his shoulders. "I think we started off with the wrong foot. Let us begin again. How's your name? Ah, wait, you know archery. There's something we have in common. You must know how to throw daggers too, right? I do. I've had archery classes in my early hundreds, but I've forgotten most of it. Maybe we could talk about that. Besides, the books you were reading? I loved those. I re-read them every ten years. How old are you, by the way? You seem about eight hundred, aren't you? Or nine?".

"Wow".

"What?".

"You do like to talk, don't you?".

"I speak for both of us, apparently. Cat got your tongue, prince?".

"You live up to your nickname, Silvertongue".

"What's your nickname?".

"Not telling you".

"Alright, I'll call you prince Not Telling You, since I can't seem to remember your real name. Or maybe you'll want me to call you prince of Vanaheim, though I don't think you enjoy that title much, do you?".

"Fine. Gods. My name is Normaz".

"Normaz?".

"E. Normaz, actually. And my last name is…".

"Oh dear", laughed Loki, rolling his eyes. "Do you really think you'll trick a professional trickster with one of those silly jokes?".

"I'm not telling you my nickname".

"I'm not calling you E. Normaz Dick".

"Fine".

"Fine".

"Leaf, dear", called his mother. The prince of Vanaheim's cheeks turned to a bright red, and his face hid between his hands. "Would you be so kind as to pass me the water jar?".

The prince passed the jar to his mother and Loki maintained his eye contact with the biggest smirk.

"Prince Leaf it is, then", Loki muttered. Leaf smiled.

"You can call me Leaf, Silvertongue".

"It's Prince Silvertongue to you".

(Taglist: @lucywrites02, @louieboo87, @the-departed-potato, @jesuswasnotawhiteman, @idontknow296, @beksib, @spythoschei, @geekwritersworld, @whatafuckingdumbass, @mysticunicorn7 @shadowolf993 @toe-vind-ek-jou @joscelyn02, @t00-pi, @irwxnhugsx, @selfship-mishaps, @sallymagnoliaposts, @deadgirl88, @enderslove)

[darkacademicfrom2021]

Series

The Dark Team

Pairing: Loki x GN! reader

SEASON 1

Summary: Tony Stark had made the great desicion of forming a sub-unit inside the Avengers team, to get a special mission done. Problem is, you and Bucky Barnes don’t trust very much your third teammate, Loki. He definitely knows more about you than you had initially thought.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18

Total word count: 34 K

SEASON 2

Summary: Everything is clear now, except that it isn't. Many new challenges for the team, but this time, it got very personal. Will you be able to get your shit together and work in the team to rescue your kid?

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10

Warnings: Violence, dead bodies (non-explicit), needles, near death experiences, abduction/kidnapping, blood, injuries, angst, alcohol, weapons, swearing.

Away. So, so far away

Pairing: Loki x reader / Bucky x reader

Summary: In order for Loki to marry you with the promise of a throne, you have to pass the trials. But, unbeknown to both of you, your lover would never actually get it.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Alternative ending with Loki

Alternative ending with Bucky

Total word count: 16,3K

The Adventures of Silvertongue and Olive

Pairing: Loki x prince!reader

Summary: The AllFather decides the princess of Vanaheim has to marry Thor to rule by his side, and makes her whole family move in to the Palace. Loki's interest falls over her brother, the prince of Vanaheim.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9   Part 10

(To be continued)

Total word count: idk man probably a lot

Warnings: Alcohol, Odin and Frigga’s A+ parenting (sarcastic), homophobia and homophobic slurs, weapons.

All flavours of wrong

Pairing: Loki x GN! reader

Summary: You got an arranged marriage with the firstborn prince of Asgard, inheritor of the crown, God of Thunder. But your heart has other plans, that your brain cannot yet comprehend. And on Loki’s side it’s not getting easy either.

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Total word count: 9K

Warnings: fire and a bunch of angst :)

Letting the coffee chill

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Pairing: Loki x GN! reader

Summary: Loki drinks a disgusting cold cup of coffee every morning —as his Jötun tongue requires. But a new member of the Tower insists that they can help him indulge into Midgard's wide range of coffee treats. 

Total word count: (yet to be finished)

Warnings: None, this is pure fluff. A little bit of angst if you squint.

[darkacademicfrom2021]

The Adventures of Silvertongue and Olive

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4 - A python up my sleeve

The next time they saw each other, Loki was marauding the library, as per usual, and the big noise of his brother's footsteps took his attention.

Thor was following Princess Willow around as she insisted on finding a book she was certain this library had. Thor pretended to know where it was. Loki sat on one of the velvet couches and made a steaming mug of tea appear on his hand, ready to watch this nonsense unfold.

"My princess", he called, and Loki almost gagged. "Wouldn't you rather have a similar one that I just found?".

"No, this one is special, it's only here, I'm certain", she continued scanning through the bookshelves meticulously. "You must help me find it, Prince Thor".

Loki heard a little chuckle and observed around. Leaf was sitting against one of the high shelves, legs hanging from the balcony, pretending to read a book and eavesdropping, just as he did.

Loki stayed silent, staring at Leaf. Leaf combed through his hair and passed mindlessly through pages of a book he was no longer reading. His eyes escaped to Thor and his sister every now and then, and repressed some smiles. After some time, Loki teleported himself by his side. Leaf didn't seem to notice just yet.

The prince of Vanaheim opened his hand and laid it flat against the wall. A python snaked out of his sleeve and rolled through the bar onto the floor, slipping into Thor's back. Thor still didn't notice, though Loki was certain he'd love it and wouldn't find it confusing at all to see a python in the middle of a library -he had done it before-, but wanted to see where this was going. Was that an illusion? Loki was aware the prince knew some of the same enchantments he did, but his same magic? The snake came out of his sleeve, was it there before? He saw no lights around it, not even a sound. It couldn’t possibly be magic.

Leaf whispered something, and Loki furrowed his brows, trying to understand. It wasn't in his language, but as soon as he said it, the snake rolled around Princess Willow's throat and licked her face. The princess screamed in terror, and Leaf had to grab himself from the golden railing to avoid falling down out of laughter.

Loki laughed too, and Leaf acknowledged him.

"Prince Silver!", he gasped.

"Your jokes are soft, but funny. I would usually stab him", said Loki, wiping away tears of joy. "Where was the python hidden?".

"It wasn't hidden, I made her appear", said Leaf, and Loki cocked an eyebrow.

"Seiðr?".

"No, just… it's complicated".

"You gave birth to it?".

"What? No!".

"Then why would it be complicated?".

"She just… I guess you could say she emerges from my skin sometimes".

"She?".

"Her name is Janis".

"What do you mean she emerges from your… wait, what do you mean she does it sometimes? She lives in your skin like a carcass?".

"More like a house, but yes".

"And she's underneath your skin?".

"No, I don't know where she goes but she sometimes appears. She's not inside me when… you know, this is taking the mystery away. Let's just say I have pythons underneath my shirt".

"Alright", Loki said, and went back to watching his brother and the princess. Thor was trying to grab Janis, but she vanished in the air as soon as he tried to touch her. She rolled around the sister's waist and Willow was so still and tense she could've been a marble statue. "Why do you all have those nature-ish names?".

"They're nicknames".

"Yes, but why?".

"Don't they call you a trickster because you do tricks, Prince Loki?".

"So they call you a leaf because you… do leaves?".

"That's a better way to put it, I guess".

"If you have 'nature powers', like Vanirs do, why can you become invisib…?".

"Oh for the Norns, why so many questions?".

"Do you want to ask me things to make it even?".

"Not really".

"You're so mean".

Leaf rolled his eyes and Loki laughed.

"Loki!!", yelled Thor. "It's not funny anymore, brother! Come down here and make it stop! She's bothered, and needs to find this book!".

"That book doesn't exist", said Leaf to Loki, and they both laughed. "She's just seeing how far your brother can go with his lies".

"Not very far, he's not fond of the neutral face of a lie, that much I can say".

They watched amused as Thor moved his arms around, thinking Loki was around behind a veil of invisibility.

"You said you'd usually stab him. Yet he didn't hesitate to try and grab that snake", murmured Leaf.

"Now you see why AllFather decided he needed a Queen by his side".

"Why would they think she's any competent anyways? She's just awfully thirsty for power, she knows nothing of the real weights a ruling royal should bear", scoffed Leaf. Loki had just noticed he wasn't wearing his tiara.

"You don't know how much I wish to be me sitting on that godly Throne instead of that clown of a brother I have", said Loki, almost spitting on his words, and then sighed. "If you help me kill him then I can release you from all royal duties, think about it".

Leaf laughed.

"I hope you're joking".

Loki smiled and stayed in silence for a while. He started fidgeting with a dagger.

"I think it's funny how we're both repelled by our title, in very different ways".

Leaf didn't answer. Soon the python returned to Leaf's arm, rolling around his chest and neck like a vest. The snake fell asleep on his shoulders. Loki liked him, he thought.

[darkacademicfrom2021]

The Adventures of Silvertongue and Olive

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Warnings: homophobia, and Loki not knowing he's a Jötun (I put it as a warning 'cause it's just straight up sad).

5- Love is an arrow

The training room was bigger in Asgard, Leaf thought. He stretched the thread and untensed the shoulders, closing one eye to guide the arrow. He hit the target exactly in the middle, perfectly done. Loki clapped slowly from the doorframe.

"Since when were you there? Why do you keep watching me do things without letting me know? That's stalking".

"I'm making up for all the times you've done the same in the library", Loki said, crossing his fingers behind his back and walking to his spot. A dagger appeared in his hand. "Do you know how to throw daggers?".

"No, but I could try", said Leaf, and Loki scoffed.

"It's not that easy".

"Let me try".

Loki gave him the dagger, and Leaf put it over the arch, stretching the thread as if it was an arrow. Loki chuckled.

"That's not how you throw a dagger. It won't work".

Leaf ignored him and hit the target with the dagger, slicing in two the previous arrow. Loki gasped dramatically, very theatrical. But, underneath his acting, he was a little impressed.

"It works", said Leaf proudly, shaking his hair away from his face, and handing him the arch and an arrow. "Now you try my thing".

Loki accepted the arrow and refused the arch. Leaf laughed. He closed one eye, made the dagger and arrow disappear from the target, and pointed with his free hand at where the arrow should land. He threw it as if it were a dagger and it hit the target exactly in the middle.

"You're very good".

"I can say the same".

They stayed in an awkward silence for a while. Loki thought of something to talk about.

"So, your dad's dead", pointed out. He then realized, maybe it wasn't a good conversation starter. It wasn't even a question.

"Indeed".

He mentally slapped himself.

"What happened?".

"Someone killed him".

"Yes, but why?".

"Why would anyone kill a King?".

"You think it was your sister, pray tell?".

Leaf stayed in silence, but then answered,

"No, of course not".

"That didn't sound really convincing".

"She's incapable of taking action by herself for anything. She's probably just glad someone did it for her".

"You really hate her, don't you?".

"Just as much as you hate your brother, I presume".

"Touché".

They talked, and mocked, and showed magic tricks, and even taught each other how to throw daggers and arrows the proper way. Loki knew the prince's real name yet decided to stay with Leaf. Leaf did not like his nickname a lot, and barely flinched every time a relative would call him that, but somehow, he wasn't bothered by Loki saying it. He didn't know. And, of course, he didn't like not knowing.

"Why do you not enjoy Leaf? It's pretty", he asked, and Leaf played with the tip of an arrow over his lips. The sun was setting, and they decided the roof was the best place to be bathed with the marvelous golden hour's rays. Leaf scoffed.

"It's not".

"It suits you".

"I bet it does".

"I wasn't being sarcastic. It's not silly or anything if that's what worries you", said Loki, speaking barely in a whisper. The place was so silent they could've swore they were the only ones on the realm. Loki's gaze rested on Leaf. Leaf's eyes avoided him, with a trace of embarrassment.

"It's not that", he clarified. "It's Leaf, from… leafy".

"Leafy? Well, that does sound a little silly, to be honest, but…".

"I think it's the variant of… fruity, would you say?", he muttered, and Loki stayed quiet with his eyes wide open. "It's a slur".

"A homophobic slur", musited Loki under his breath. "Your parents call you that?".

"Everyone calls me that. They called me like this for so long, the nickname stayed as a normal name. Though I'm sure they remember where it started", he explained, and then hurried, "though they never meant it to offend me. It's just a joke".

"I don't see you laughing much".

"I'm… used to it. It's fine".

"That's the saddest thing I've ever heard", said Loki, standing up. "I'm re-baptizing you", he decided, looking around. The prince of Vanaheim laughed. "Would you like to stay in the forest-theme? What about… ah! I know!", he appeared a book in his hand -a big, dusted book that barely fit over his hands-, and scanned through the pages quickly.

"What are you doing?".

"Look. Here. This tree is perfect for you".

"The… Olive? The one that gives those weird looking fruits?".

"The trees thrive in places where others may wither–and olives don’t only thrive, but thrive for century after century", read Loki aloud. "Olive trees will produce loads of fruit in the cruelest heat and driest gravels of Asgard, Midgard, Vanaheim, Svart…".

"Very interesting. But, why?".

"Well, you kind of resemble him".

"The tree?", he asked, raising his eyebrows and reading the page again. Loki nodded, a bit embarrassed. That all sounded so cheesy, completely unlike him. "I like it".

"Besides, being gay and a royal? Definitely a challenge, I would know. Yet they love you, it shows. You do thrive in places where others may wither", added Loki, and the prince immediately denied with his head.

"I'm not! I'm not gay. They call me that because… I don't know, I'm not", he stuttered.

"Well, I wither", clarified Loki. “I would know”.

"Oh".

"I suspect it may be one of the main reasons they're always trying to get me to lose to Thor in the competitions for the Throne".

"Really?".

"What other reason could there be? I'm good at everything they asked me to be. I wish to be King and to do it rightly, I'm pure Asgardian royal blood, I'm not focused on anything other than ruling if I'm asked to… The only mishap for them would be to have a bisexual King".

Olive stayed silent, sinking in that information. Maybe if he told them he was, in fact... not straight, he would be free from his royal duties. But, wasn't that the main reason he wanted to be free from them after all? To not have to bear the judgement inside the Palace? He could just sink his sexuality very, very deep down, where it would never be found. Marry a girl he wouldn't love. Pray he doesn't get to be King. Pray his secret is never unveiled.

"Do they know? Or do they just suppose it?".

"Oh, I'm very queer", laughed Loki, laying on his back and staring at the sky. Olive did the same. "I've never even had to say it. It was just an implicit characteristic of me. Besides, I can change into whatever form I wish to".

"Really? Like what?".

"Like a cat. Or a snake. Or my brother. Or a woman", he counted. "Thor said in Midgard they call this genderfluid. I'm not entirely sure, because, yes, my gender sure fluctuates, as well as my body, but… I can also turn into an animal, or an object. It's not only my sex and gender what fluctuates. It's my entire being".

"That sounds so fascinating. Can you turn into something right now?".

"Of course. What would you like me to turn into?".

Olive drew a hand to his lips, and Loki's gaze followed instinctively.

"Can it be an object? Like an apple?".

"Please don't eat me", said Loki with a grin, and behind a halo of green lights, he shapeshifted into a golden apple.

"Can you speak like this?", Olive asked, and the apple remained silent and still. "What about… an ant?", and the apple soon transformed into a small ant. Olive put a finger on the floor and Loki climbed to it. He walked around his nail for a while, and Olive observed amused. "And can you go bigger?".

He left Loki very carefully on the floor, and Loki thought for a moment before deciding on a huge lion. Olive gasped, pulled back for an instant, until the lion began to act like a very big cat. Olive patted his head and scratched behind his ears.

Loki finally shifted back into himself and growled, shivering. He took off a lion's hair from his tongue, disgusted.

"The bigger the form, the harder it is to get back to normal", he explained.

"How so?".

"Sometimes it works weirdly. I once turned Thor into a dog and back to himself, and next day I threw a ball and he instinctively ran towards it".

"I always thought he seemed like a golden retriever".

"Leaf!", called his sister from the nearest window, "get back, Mother wants us to try on something for the party!".

"Going!", answered Olive, and getting back to Loki, he asked, "party?".

"Apparently. Might be because of the engagement, so it’s more like a formal dance than an actual party", he clarified. "I'll introduce to you some lady friends you could invite as a companion, if you need to".

Olive got disappointed, and wondered what he was originally expecting.

"I'd love to, see you then".

"Good night".

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[darkacademicfrom2021]

The Adventures of Silvertongue and Olive

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Warnings: internalized racism, homophobic comments.

9 - C+ in driving

"How come you knew those people from Midgard? Why would you go there?", asked Olive with his feet over the breakfast table.

The room was empty, and they were free to do and talk as they liked. The cat was sleeping soundly over Loki's shoulder, and Janis stuffed herself with grapes and figs.

"You see, I used to think low of Midgard", Loki began to explain, pacing around and grabbing a fistful of dates to keep in his pocket. "That, until dear Odin said I couldn't go. Fast forward a few hours later and I was crossing the bifrost, getting to whatever he was supposedly impeding me from seeing. I am no fool, I knew he was actually trying to get me to see it, to see things from a different perspective. Always so... teaching, my Father. Anyway, I grew fond of some Midgard areas. I visited Scandinavian countries, South America, the north and centre of Asia, and I even enrolled myself in some... educational places. Can't bring myself to remember what they called it".

"You... grew fond of mortals?", Olive furrowed his brow. "That's an unlikely thing to hear from you, pardon my skepticism".

"Yes, yes. I know. Elitist prince Loki, always looking for greatness and gloriousness", he rolled his eyes, and grabbed Olive's hand. Olive flinched away, but then accepted it embarrassedly. "But you don't know what you're missing until you see it. Midgard is... huge. You think Asgard is big? A mere Kingdom with ten thousand inhabitants? Midgard has hundreds of Kingdoms, billions of people, and they even managed something different than the so well known monarchy that rules us. They choose their King. Their Kings, even".

"They what?".

"Well, not a king. I... I haven't come to fully understand their politics, to be sincere. They have so many variations. And it's tricky, some use monarchies, some choose them, some don't choose them but still aren't... you know what? We ought to go to one of those educational institutions I talked to you about".

"Like a school, pray tell?".

"Yes, exactly that. But not like the ones we know. There can be up to thirty people in one class, even. And there is a tutor for each subject. It’s very institutionalized, that’s why I called it that".

"I figured. You know, midgardians sound so troubled. Complicated".

"Once you hear the way teenagers talk, you won't even believe it. This is why I want to take you to meet everyone I know. And even more. I want to take you traveling around Midgard, around that whole world. You're gonna love it".

Loki's eyes shone with expectation. Olive smiled shyly and accepted the offer. In no time, they were sneaking out to the bifrost again.

“Where to? As long as it’s a cold climate, I could help you sneak out”, said Heimdall, winking at them. Heimdall was not very fond of Loki, but he liked Olive, and Olive liked Loki (a lot), so he had no choice but to pretend to like him too.

“Cold climate… it would have to be the upper part of the planet, right? North hemisphere? You choose, I’ve chosen a lot lately”, he said to Olive, and he pointed randomly at somewhere in the tiny planet, from a distance. “Oh, never been there. Great, let’s go”, he nodded, and Heimdall took them after Loki made illusions of normal clothing for that place.

“Be, both of you, in the Asgardian Palace for tomorrow. Do not delay it, I cannot cover more than that to the Allmother”, warned Heimdall, and Olive nodded severally, but Loki scoffed, waving a hand.

“Don’t worry about mummy. She’s always on my back about these things”.

“For good reason, Dark Prince. Must I talk about it in front of your newest... friend?”, Heimdall raised an eyebrow, and Loki lowered his gaze, now a little ashamed. “Twenty four hours. Not more”.

“Not more. Good morrow, then”.

“Good morning, class, and welcome to…”, said Loki, walking in and looking around. All seats were taken by teenagers with goggles and odd-looking potions. The whole class turned to see him, including Olive, who managed to sneak as a student. “What class is this?”.

“We’re… seniors”.

“Seniors? Ah, pardon me”, he shook his head, pretending to know what a goddamn senior was. “I’m your new substitute teacher. The previous one, I’m afraid, has had a problem on his way here”.

“Good morning, professor…”, the students started singing as a choir, but stopped at the name.

“You can all call me Loki”, he said, looking at an overly amused class. Most of the kids were about to burst out of laughter. He didn’t get it. “What’s so funny, pray tell?”.

“Loki, as in the deity?”.

“As in the rightful King of Asgard”, he lifted his chin up and folded his arms. “But I’m no more than a professor, so, you may refer to me as... professor Loki, Mr. Loki, or whatever respectful form you find fitting. It can be Sir too".

“Don’t you go by a real name, professor… Loki?”, asked one of the girls from the front row.

“Fine”, he sighed, and took his time to think of a midgardian name. He couldn’t think of any. Looking around, he settled on the wooden floor. Midgardians did that, right? “Woods. I’m Mr. Woods”.

“Why didn’t you start with it? Do you roleplay God, or something?”, teased one of the students from the last row. Almost all students laughed obnoxiously. Olive hid his face in his hands. Midgardian teenagers were the worst. Loki repressed a smile. This was already getting fun.

“No, you idiot”, interrupted the girl from before. “Weren’t you paying attention to literature last semester? Loki was not a God”.

“I beg your pardon?”, Loki furrowed his brow. “You care to elaborate on that? He very much is a God”.

“No, he was a trickster Frost Giant that Odin had on hand to solve Asgard’s problems. He was, per say, a tool”, she explained. Loki laughed.

"In nordic myths is not as clear who is actually God and who isn't, Sarah", added another kid, rolling their eyes. "He might be a Frost Giant but he counted as a God too, because he was living among them".

“Where are you getting your history from? That’s not at all what happened. Loki is an Aesir God, son of Odin, prince of Asgard. Not a tool, but yes, a trickster. Definitely not an absurdely disgusting Frost Giant”.

“Where are you getting your mythologies from, Professor Woods? This is common knowledge, at least on our planet”, she joked, but Loki turned bright red. Both anger, that his character was represented in such… diminishable ways, and embarrassment, because he wasn’t able to tell his own story. It would ruin the whole incognito part.

So, he decided to go on with the class. He smiled politely and nodded to the girl.

“Pardon me, I must’ve learnt it wrong in my youth. Now, if you allow me, I may begin the class”, he said, writing on chalk his name and the title of the class. Olive was curious as to what subject he would give. He was sure it had to do with literature. But Loki, once again, surprised him. “Welcome to anthropology. We will study human behaviour. Interesting, is it not?”.

“Yes!”, jumped one of the most silent kids. He hadn’t said a thing yet, and seemed very respectful, if not even a little fearful of Loki’s presence. He liked that. “I’m… I’m sorry. I thought you waited for an answer”, he blushed.

“It’s fine, youngster. We always ought to have a little more enthusiasm. What’s your name?”.

“I’m Peter”.

“Welcome to Anthropology, Peter”, he smiled, and Olive was sure all the girls from the class suddenly turned bright red. He was not a girl, but he did too. Loki’s charm was not one to be hidden underneath a simple midgardian-like illusion. He still looked glowingly gorgeous. A beautiful God turned into a beautiful man. “Open your books, page twenty three”.

The class ran smoothly. Olive noticed Loki’s passionate interest in magic was not his only one, and it was clear he had spent decades, if not centuries, studying midgardian's behaviours. The students grew fonder of him as he showed his typical charisma and they even started calling him professor Loki, as he liked.

After class, the student from before, Peter Parker, and his friend Ned Leeds, were chattering about something involving magic and it caught Olive’s interest. He approached them with curious eyes.

“Hello, I’m Olive. I’m new”, he introduced himself, and Peter and Ned smiled widely, welcoming him into the reduced group.

“Hi Oliver, we were just talking about Harry Potter. Do you like it? I’m sure you do, your scarf looks very Slytherin-like”, laughed Ned, and Olive looked at his scarf. An english green with golden lines, the favourite scarf of his prince friend, that he somehow managed to convince him to borrow it. Loki thought it looked better on Olive.

“Harry Potter? I… uh…”, he frowned, and Peter took a stick out of his pocket and pointed at Olive. “What’s that?”.

“My magic wand. I’m not really good with magic, so excuse me if I turn you into a nasty frog”, he said, and wielded the wand around. Olive ran and hid under a desk. “I’m… joking, Oliver”, he laughed, amazed at his reaction.

“Did I hear magic? Do not perform in my class, please. I don’t want to cause any more trouble”, sneaked Loki into the conversation, helping Olive up. Ned and Peter laughed, thinking he was joking. “Oh, you meant that Harry thing. Alright”.

“You do seem like you like Harry Potter, professor Woods”, said Peter, and Loki smiled. Olive sighed, so tired of blushing everytime he did that thing with his face.

“I have read a bit about it. I like how humans think they can understand such complex thing as magic, and write literature out of it”.

“What do you mean? Do you think there is actual magic around here?”.

Loki laughed nervously.

“I think”, he emphasized, trying to cover it as a mere theory, “what mortals call science is the closest thing to real magic. I’m sort of a scientist myself”.

“Aren’t physics great, sir?”, Olive elbowed him, and tried to eye the exit, knowing Loki could not resist a good magic talk and could compromise anonymity. “Anyway. I must get going. Don’t you, sir?”.

“Wait, Oliver”, called Peter. Loki frowned. Why wouldn’t Olive correct him? “we’re having a thing tonight. We’re watching Harry Potter movies, and maybe you’d like to join us”.

“Oh, I…”, Olive looked at Loki. “I kind of have a thing tonight. I had… dinner with a friend”.

“Well, your friend is welcome too, if they wants”.

“Oh, his friend would love to”, smirked Loki. Suddenly, Peter and Ned grew nervous.

“Oh, you two…? Really?”, asked Ned, bewildered. “I thought it was illegal, a teacher and a student”.

“What? Of course it’s not. Anyone can be friends”, said Olive, nonchalantly. Loki pinched the arch of his nose.

“We’re not… we’re just friends, don’t worry. Nothing going on between us”.

“Oh, I apologize”, nodded the teenagers. “Well, you’re invited too, Mr. Woods, if you think it appropriate”.

“I’ll be there with bells on”, nodded Loki. Ned frowned, and Peter kicked him subtly, nodding.

“Three and counting”, whispered Ned as soon as they walked away from the Gods. Peter rolled his eyes.

“Would you stop that? Maybe he was raised by his grandparents or something, you don’t know”.

“And were his grandparents from the renaissance?”.

“There is no way they’re time travelers, Ned. I know you want some crazy theory to finally happen, but I’m sorry, time travelers wouldn’t pick us to spend some time with. Besides, they don’t seem to know a lot about the future. Something terrible should happen to us if they…”, but Peter stopped on his words. “Oh my God”.

“Oh no”.

“We’re going to die, aren’t we?”.

“And they’re here to warn us”.

“Wait”, Peter shook his head. “I’m falling into your trap. No! They’re not time travelers. They’re just… sort of… well…”.

“Weird?”.

“You said it, not me”.

“Hey!”.

In the school gates, Peter and Ned waited eagerly for the Gods. Once they were together, they walked around the city as to fill time. A slumber party had to be at night, and it was barely five. Peter was telling them about his Stark Internship and how he was supposed to drive a car without crushing it, being sure Mr. Stark would kill him if he ever told him he crashed a few of his cars in a hurry.

"In a hurry for what, pray tell? How can you be so hurried to crash automobiles and not fly away?", asked Loki, knowing Peter hid something. He didn't care much, though.

"I just… things, he asks me to watch over. Point is, I have to learn how to drive, but I have no money, so I was thinking maybe your big brother could help me out. Since he has a car and all", he asked Ned with puppy eyes. His friend patted his back and nodded.

"Sure, man".

Loki eyed Olive, and the prince understood his intentions immediately. He furrowed his brows and whispered harshly,

"Absolutely not. You nut head. Don't dare".

But Loki was already too into the idea.

“We can teach you. I love driving”, lied Loki, ignoring Olive. Peter widened his eyes like plates.

“Oh my God. Really? Do you actually drive?”.

“Of course. All sorts of… vehicles. And automobiles? That’s my cup of tea”.

Peter and Ned searched eagerly how to get a rented car on the internet, and Olive just hid in disappointment behind his hands.

"I have a car, actually", said Loki, and Olive interrupted him.

"Hel no. He doesn't have a car".

"Do you have a car?", asked both kids bewildered.

"Of course I do. I'm a professor. I wear unnecessary squared glasses and drive fancy cars. You just wait here and I'm getting it, it's behind this corner", he explained so naturally, Olive almost believed it. But he knew better, and was sure Loki would just steal someone else's.

"I'm going with".

"Absolutely not. You make friends".

"I'm going with".

"I said no".

"I said, I'm going with".

Loki sighed.

"Fine. Come".

Now Loki had to come up with a better plan. Olive wouldn't let him straight up steal a car. He surrounded the street and found one of the fanciest cars he's ever seen in all of Midgard. Black, shiny, long… it was all that mattered to Loki, and his eyes shone with expectation to drive it.

"And what now?", asked Olive.

"And now… duplication".

"You can… do it with objects?".

"Sure, why not".

"That's not very convincing".

"You don't need convincing, you need trusting. If I can duplicate myself, a living being, I can surely duplicate a machine".

"Is this your overly confident silvertongue getting us in trouble? Or is it that you actually know what you're doing?".

Loki laughed.

"I guess we'll see".

"Oh Norns".

Peter and Ned had to approach the street where they were supposedly getting the car, since they saw green lights and weird noises, almost like explosions, going around the corner. Meanwhile, Loki and Olive were already inside the car.

“You’re talking like an alien trying to fit in with them, you're gonna have to keep up with their slang”, said Olive. Loki chuckled.

“I am an alien trying to fit in, excuse you”, he sighed. Olive scoffed.

“How are we supposed to teach them how to drive? We’ve never even been inside an automobile before”.

“I’m very good at driving flying ships. How hard can it be? It’s on wheels. And Midgardians are not the brightest…”.

“Alright”.

“We’ll figure it out. It’ll be fun”.

"Right".

"Besides, these kids look like a good time".

"Sure".

"Are you on automatic? Why are you answering in one word?".

"I don't mean to be skeptical, but I'm just realizing that… if they catch us, what would happen?".

"We kill them".

"Now, stop the joking, I'm asking seriously".

"I don't know, love, I guess we just go with it", answered Loki without thinking about it, and Olive's heart stopped completely. Love? "Look, here they come. Don't worry about it, okay? It's going to be fine".

"Sure… sure", stuttered Olive, trying to repress his flustered smile.

Loki, sitting on the driver's seat, examined the buttons. There were three pedals; two less than the flying ones from Asgard. A stick with numbers that seemed quite useful for something he didn't figure out yet. A bigger one that seemed to be stopping the car from moving. He pressed one pedal and the engines started running, but immediately stopped.

"This is for accelerating. This seems to be for stopping. But… this one on the left?", he said to himself. Olive peeped in.

"Try pressing it, moving this numbered stick and accelerating while taking it off".

Loki scoffed at how specific it was. But it worked. The car moved a few meters and stopped in front of the kids.

"How on the nine…?", he whispered to Olive, bewildered.

"I just googled it".

"What?".

"Google".

"Those glasses they wore in chemistry class?".

"Those are goggles. Peter landed me his cellphone and I tried to make the best of it. Mariana used to google things, remember?".

"Right", he chuckled with a half smile. "Your memory sometimes astonishes me". He lowered the window and invited Peter to his seat. He sat by his side, and Olive and Ned put their seatbelts on, very, very tightly.

"Do you drive these kinds of cars? I think in your place they're different, right?", asked Peter. Loki raised his eyebrows and grew nervous.

"My place?".

"Yeah, you're british, right?".

"Hey, you take that back!", said Olive, defensively.

"No, it's…", Loki laughed, exhaling in relief. "Yes, we're british. I can drive like this, though. Don't worry, youngster".

Olive needed to ask what was a british, but didn't.

Loki put on his best professor voice and helped Peter through it, every step of the way. Very soon, they were driving fastly down an empty street. Although, not very smoothly.

Ned and Olive held themselves to the door handles for their lives, praying to get out of there alive. Peter seemed confident, even though he was being a disaster. He thought it was better than how he usually drove, which always resulted in crashing and flying away. Loki knew they were going to crash, but a smirk appeared relentlessly on his lips, enjoying it a little too much.

"Turn left. No, the other left. There we go", said Loki in a calm voice. "Good. Now, hit the brakes".

"What? Why?".

"I don't know, that's what they say in movies", he muttered. And added, "run over that old lady".

"What?".

"Sarcastic".

"Oh, okay".

"Park there".

"I don't… I don't know how to park, sir".

"Aren't you called Parker? Of course you can park. Park there, I said", he commanded, and Peter swallowed in nervousness, not being able to bargain.

Before they could even get the car moving again, the bifrost opened in front of them. A rainbow tube of lights opened the way for Loki's brother, with hammer in hand and the angriest look he was able to put on. Peter and Ned were speechless, astonished by what was unfolding before their eyes.

"Start the car and run him over", whispered Loki harshly. "It's not a joke, do it now".

"What?", stuttered Peter, sweaty palms gripping the wheel and leaving marks. Boy, this kid was strong.

"Start the engine and run him over, now!".

"Brother!!", beamed Thor, opening Loki's door by tossing it away as if it were paper.

"Brother?", asked Ned bewildered. "Oh, wait".

"Oh my God", gasped Peter, as he too realized why professor Woods' nickname was 'Loki'.

"No, not at all", denied Loki, unconvincingly. "But, yes, a God. Not a Frost Gi...", he took his time to explain, but Thor had no patience whatsoever.

"I wish to say I didn't think you'd once again fail our Mother's instructions", he stated in his most disappointed face. "Although I should've seen this coming".

"Why would you care, brother? You're too busy drooling over the princess", he rolled his eyes, and Thor laughed obnoxiously.

"I'm the one drooling over Vanaheim's royalty? What would you call this?", he said, pointing at Olive.

"A very well established friendship", he assured, blushing from head to toes.

"Now, stop this nonsense, kids from Midgard shall not be exposed to the Gods. Not now, not with you", he frowned, and Loki scoffed.

"Pardon me, but these kids knew nothing of us. That, until Big Brother Watching decided to step into action himself".

"I'm commanded by Mother. Come home with me now and your punishment shall not include Prince Leaf too".

Loki thought about it. It was his idea, after all. And he didn't want to get Olive in trouble. Olive was as good as anyone he's ever met, with his innocuous jokes, polite smiles and curious eyes, and he surely did not deserve a punishment for finally allowing himself a little fun. Loki was sure.

"Fine".

"What? No, don't do that, silver", denied Olive, and Thor immediately bursted out in laughter.

"Silver? You two even have nicknames together, I must say, you're getting along even better than me and my future wife".

"It's 'my future wife and I', you brute", corrected Loki, and then looked up. "Heimdall shall take us back, then. Farewell, my friends", he said to the kids.

"Goodbye, professor… Loki?".

"Loki is good", he smiled. "Peter, take a little more practice, your driving could get smoother. Although you seem to manage well".

"Thank you, sir. See you someday?".

"Of course. See you someday".

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[darkacademicfrom2021]

The Adventures of Silvertongue and Olive

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8 - See a man about a cat

Olive growled from the other side of the door.

“What the Hel is taking you so long?”, he asked impatiently.

“Would you mind helping me with the dress?”, asked his date. “I can’t seem to find the… thingy. It’s been so long since I last wore one…”.

“It’s been so long since you last wore anything, for that matter, Janis”.

She smiled and opened the door for him. Her spine still had the traces of her scales, and the skin looked a little too green; but it was a matter of time until it transformed back into a normal Vanir body.

“And I regret it dearly. You owe me so much, now. I hate my Vanir form. Fingers are so uselessly short. And, ugh, the hair”.

“I get it, you want to go back to python, whatever. It’s just one night. We dance a little and nobody notices”.

“Repeat my ‘name’, please?”.

“I’ll call you Janice, what about that?”.

“Janice as opposed to Janis? Dear, you’re a genius”, she spat sarcastically.

“Janine?”.

“Dear Gods. Fine. Whatever. Nobody will know anyways. Except for the fact that my eyes are bright yellow and I can barely remember how to use my feet”.

“This will be a hard dance, won’t it?”, he sighed and laid on his bed. She threw the dress away and tried with some long pants and a silk shirt. At least they didn’t require the fine motor skills needed for a zipper. “Let’s go. They’re waiting for us”.

Loki was already in the Great Hall when he first saw Lady Sif arrive, and let’s say he didn’t pay much mind to her anyway. She looked exceedingly produced, a dress that moved with her steps and a hairstyle that should’ve taken hours. Or at least, that’s what Loki thought.

“You look breathtaking, Lady Sif”, said Thor, taking her hand for a dance.

“You already have a date, Thor. In fact, you have a fiancé. Let me do this bit”, Loki moved him away, and took Sif’s hand with a grin. “I hope you don’t trip in those heels”.

“I’ll step on you on purpose”, she murmured with her teeth closed and an equally wide fake smile. They danced for ten painfully long minutes, until prince Olive and Janine walked through the entrance. “Oh, your beloved is here”.

“Better late than never”, he said under his breath.

“Once you marry him, you’ll have to force him to be more punctual”, she joked.

“Well, don’t count your chickens”.

“Why?”.

“Very reserved. Says he’s straight”, Loki explained, rolling his eyes. If his hands were free from Sif’s body, he’d even make quotes over the word. Sif scoffed.

“You never know, you might have a turn up for the books”.

“Ironic, isn’t it? We met at a library”.

“You do like him, right? Or are you just messing around?”.

“When have I not been messing around, Sif? I’ve never actually liked anyone I dated. A good night or two, and then the romance is gone. I’m not like Thor, a hopeless romantic that falls for the first skank that bats her eyelashes at him. No offence”.

“Offence. A lot”, she frowned. “So what’s up with this little prince? You haven’t taken your eyes off him for the past three weeks”.

“I’m sure that’s an exaggeration”.

“It’s not”.

“I’ve used my eyes for something else, probably. Like, read, or eat, or watch how nothing goes on in this Boringdom”.

They had to quickly change the subject when the dance floor became fuller and louder. Loki kept stealing glances at Olive, trying to figure out who his date was and why did she look so familiar.

“You’re stepping on me”, complained Olive.

“Try not using your legs for years and then being thrown at a dance floor in front of everyone”.

“Alright. It’s just one more dance and then we can say you’re feeling sick and sit on a corner. They have warm chestnuts in there, you love those”.

“We sound like an old marriage”.

“Just remember darling all the while… you belong to me...”, he sang, and she laughed. He spun her around and she didn’t trip. “If we get to three thousand and are still both single, we should marry”.

“You’re taking the marry your best friend thing too literally”, she said, and eyed Loki. “Besides, I don’t think you’ll ever conform with someone who’s not him, ever again. He set the standards too high, now, hasn’t he?”.

“Are you serious? I don’t like him. And even if I did, he doesn’t pay any mind to me”.

“Don’t you? Doesn’t he? Darling, I’ve been living with you two for the past half month and I felt completely out of place. It’s so annoying, just kiss already”.

“I liked you better when you hissed instead of talked”, he said, and pointed to the table with his head. “Let’s go take your shoes off. Your feet must be killing you”.

“Why yes, thanks”.

“This is your moment, Loki! It’s now or never, run”, rushed him Sif, pointing at the very bored prince of Vanaheim sitting on a corner.

“What? What do you want me to do?”, he frowned. She pushed him away from the dance floor, “hey!”.

“Ask him to dance. Be charming. Go, go”.

“Firstly, I’m always charming. Secondly, no! I’m not asking him to dance”.

“Coward”, she defied.

“Don’t dare play this game with me, it won’t work. I’m not like Thor”.

“Cookooo”, she mimicked a chicken, drawing everyone’s attention, and he sushed her desperately. “The only reason you don’t invite him to dance it’s because you’re scared to be rejected”.

“I’m not scared”.

“Cooorookookooo”.

“For the Norns, shut up”.

“Scared to be rejected, or scared to be accepted, actually?”, she gasped, “Because if he did, then you’d have to deal with emotions! And communication! Oh, how difficult it must be for you to be so desperately in…”.

“Alright, fine!”, he hurried. “If I invite him, will you shut up?”.

“Oh, yes, I promise”.

“Fine”.

He walked with long steps to Olive and Janine’s table, and sat by his side without saying a word. Olive looked at him expectantly, but got nothing. Loki stayed in silence.

“So”, he said after a while, “who’s the lady?”.

“Janine, a friend from Vanaheim”, he introduced her. “Janine, this is Prince Loki”. Janine nodded at him with a smirk, and he smirked back.

“Nice eyes”, he said. “Sorry for trying to kill you. To be fair, I was very full”.

Janine watched her wrist watch.

“Half an hour. I win”.

“Damn. How much?”, huffed Olive.

“I take away my original bet. No money. You know what I want”.

Olive frowned, and sighed in defeat. He got up and extended a hand to Loki.

“We had a bet over how long it would take someone to figure out she’s Janis. She wants me to ask you for a dance”, he explained, and Loki laughed, nodding.

“We may oblige, then”.

As soon as Loki took his hand, a knock on the window startled them. They approached with curiosity and looked out, but found nothing. They walked out the Dance Hall and there, shining underneath the moonlight and the muffled music from the inside, a cat tried their best to jump into the room, knocking against the glass each time.

Janis transformed back into the python and rolled herself around Olive’s arm, terrified. Loki smiled and picked up the cat, enveloping them with his silk cape.

“What is this pretty cat doing on such a cold night?”, cooed Loki, caressing behind their ears. And soon the realization hit him, “we can’t let this cat wander around. Thor’s allergic and Odin executes every cat that tries to trespass the Palace’s doors”.

“Your dad’s fucking insane”.

“Yes, he is”.

“What do we do with the cat? We can’t let them in”.

“We could keep them”.

“Inside the Palace?”.

“We could shapeshift them into something else every time someone gets closer”.

Olive thought about it, and after some consideration, nodded in agreement.

“We adopt the cat then”.

“It’ll be our little secret”.

They lived like that the next few weeks. The cat settled well on the library, which was the most frequented place by the two princes -and less frequented by the rest-, and when they went to sleep, took turns as to who slept with who. Most nights, the cat slept with Loki. He grew really attached to them in a very short time. Although, they decided on not naming them.

Thor seemed to be going mad. His eyes were red and puffy all the time, his nose dripping more often than not, and the whole realm lived in a constant state of soft rain in foggy weather. Everytime he sneezed, a thunder struck in the forest. Even then, he didn’t think for a moment he could be living by a cat’s side. Even when Loki and Olive had their own internal jokes about it, laughing at how oblivious Thor was about it.

“If you may excuse me”, said Loki, getting up from the dinner table. Olive and the cat were waiting for him in the library, as every night. “I’ve got to see a man about a cat”.

“You mean dog”, corrected Thor. “Your Midgardian is not as good as you said”.

“Sure. A man about a dog”, he smirked, and left the table, trying not to break in laughter.

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[darkacademicfrom2021]

The Adventures of Silvertongue and Olive

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A/N: I would like you all to know, when I wrote this, croc Loki wasn't a thing. The phrasing of some parts are way funnier when you bear this in mind.

Warnings: alcohol.

6 - The second bachelor party

Janis was wrapped over Olive's shoulders, stealing bites to his plate. Thor and Loki were amused, staring at her. Willow, on the other hand, was trying her best to not throw a knife to her head.

The Queens and Odin were not even paying attention. After lunch they drank coffee and talked about boring things that distracted them enough for them to even care. Besides, Odin always had two crows on his shoulders, who now looked with desire at that delicious python.

The snake, on the other hand, was too entertained by the dates and figs from Prince Olive's plate.

"Who are you taking to the dance, brother?", asked Thor, suggestively eyeing the other prince. Loki didn't acknowledge it, trying to save the embarrassment from Olive. Why would the other prince want to go with Loki? If the rumors of his "leafiness" weren't enough, of course he wouldn't want to go with him.

So, as usual, he lied. This time, pretended he didn't want to invite him even though it was the most bearable option.

"I'm asking Lady Sif. I presume she's available, now that you have your own fiancé, yes?".

Janis hissed, and Olive shushed her.

"Well, yes", said Thor, still staring at the prince, very, very suggestively. "And what about you? You don't know anyone here".

"Prince Loki will introduce me to someone, it's no trouble. I can always call some friends from Vanaheim, though".

"You could take that friend you've always hung out with", said Willow. "The one with the weird yellow eyes and bitchy attitude".

"That's a better idea. I'll ask her", and he caressed Janis' head, who seemed to be about to eat the princess whole. Once there were no more desserts on his plate, she rolled onto herself and disappeared over his open palm. Loki observed it, realizing she wasn't actually getting into his skin. He wielded a very subtle kind of magic, though it seemed like some sort of teleportation. Loki wondered what more could Olive do, and even if that was him or the snake.

"I'll have a dry margarita", asked Loki, and Olive gestured he wanted it too. "Make it two, for the prince over there".

"I'll have a double scotch", said Thor. And added to his brother, as in need of clarification, "double is always better".

"I'm sure I can disagree with everything you've ever said in your life. I'm even making it a game", said Loki. Thor rolled his eyes.

"Name one thing that's not better when it's doubled, and it has to be an object. You can't say murder, or sickness".

"Why, I think I can agree with you there. I always think murder is better double", joked Loki.

"You see? You can't name one".

"Condoms. You can't use them double, they break", rushed Loki. And continued, only to prove he was right, "chest binders, you get hurt and suffocated and then perish. Double dates, they always suck. Although that's not exactly an object… Ah, archs. Right, Prince Olive?", he pointed at him, but the prince was too far away to listen. "I'm sure it's harder to throw an arrow when you have to hold two arches instead of one. Or two arrows, for that matter".

Loki shut up when the barmaid brought the drinks, but only because his mouth was too full with straight vodka to also fill it with chatter.

Thor's "bachelor party" was being made in Midgard, with all of his boring friends. Loki could not, for the life of him, agree to go. They were insufferable. So, of course, he threw a second party on Asgard.

He was not the God of Chaos -and all of its variants- for nothing, and the party soon grew out of control. Everyone drank not only double, but quintupled, and seven times stronger every time. Thor tried to prove he had excellent balance by stepping over Mjölnir in one foot. Loki used seiðr to pretend like he was, in fact, in control of his balance, until Janis snaked out of Olive's turtleneck and scared Loki to the point of passing out. He thought it was himself, shapeshifted as a snake, and that he was a mere ghost watching it all unfold.

Olive tried to help him up, but failed to do so and finally decided to lay by his side and take a quick nap.

Thor could not stop laughing. He laughed so, so hard, he had to grab his stomach and try not to vomit -again-. But Thor laughed because he thought they were both dead, and, somehow, the only form of grief he found fitting, was endless joy. Half an hour later, he started crying, and Fandral -who also thought they were dead-, proposed to give a word out of respect. They sat by both sides of the dead princes.

"I'll start for my brother. He was…", snif, "uh… very…", snif, "sort of good… and I…", snif. “I can’t believe he’s dead, you know? He never died before… well, he died once, or twice… but never actually died… You see, I do this thing with my hammer where I…”, and he was about to trail off, when his brother interrupted him all of the sudden.

"Pants!", yelled Loki, getting up in a quick movement. "Why would anyone wear double pants? Especially leather. That sounds uncomfortable", he told the asleep Olive by his side. Thor already forgot about the conversation and had no clue what he was talking about.

"Weren't you dead?", he asked, bewildered.

"What a good question. I thought so, indeed. It appears it was just a snake", he said, raising his index up. "We must kill her".

"Who? The princess? No! Loki, no! You can't kill her!", cried Thor. Olive was still asleep and Fandral was too immersed in gulping yet another glass of mead. "I must marry her!".

"You can't marry that viper, brother", hissed Loki. "She must be decapitated. I'm the only one allowed to be like her in here", he explained. "She's trying to steal my position".

"Don’t call her viper, that’s my future wife you’re talking about! You don't… that's my position, Loki, you can't… it's not yours!! Please, don't kill my Queen, please don't", he cried on his knees, and Loki scoffed.

"I don't want your Queen, what are you talking about?", he spat, and Janis tried to snake back to Olive's neck to wake him up, but as discreet as she was, Loki saw her. "That's the bitch! Slaughter her! I'm alive! I will be for a long time! You’ll never be a Loki, you damn reptile!".

Without much hesitation, Fandral took off a sword and brandished it around, hitting the wrong spots.

Olive woke up from all the noise with the blade hitting inches near his face, and screamed in terror.

"Please don't kill me! I didn't want the position anyways! I'm ignoring my feelings!", he begged.

"As you should! Wait", stopped Loki, a bit more lightheaded than before. "Why are you ignoring your feelings?".

"I'm not sure".

"What feelings?".

"I don't know".

"Pass the beer, then. We'll know once we're drunk".

“Weren’t we trying to kill a snake?”, asked Fandral.

“Stop calling those names to my wife”, begged Thor, drunk as a skunk.

"I really think you should all stop drinking now", said Lady Sif, breaking in the tavern.

"Lady Sif! Would you marry me? No, wait, wrong question", said Loki, throwing himself at her feet. "Go to the dance with me. Please. I have no one else to ask to".

"I'm… flattered to be your only option", she rolled her eyes. "Come here, I'll help you to your chambers. Is anyone here able to help with the rest?".

"You're not my only option, I must say", clarified Loki, although Sif was no longer listening. "Girls and boys, all rain on me. Wait, that sounds wrong. It makes sense in spanish. I have many options, you're the only one that's not so insufferable. If you don't threaten me, though…".

“Since when do you know spanish, brother? I thought you barely managed with Midgard’s afrikaans”, asked Thor, and Loki scoffed.

“Beseech your pardon? I speak many of Midgard’s dialects, unlike you. You barely form a sentence in norse”.

"Do they rain on you?", asked Olive. "What does that even mean?".

"You don't rain, don't you? Wish you rained", muttered Loki. "Let's go to my chambers! We'll continue the party there! Bring some more mead! And the margarita glasses. I like triangles. I really, really like triangles".

“I think I like squares better”, said Thor, “Mjölnir is a square”.

“It’s not”.

"You don't need any more alcohol", said Sif, helping him walk. “Don’t bring it”.

"That's alright, I know how to party without alcohol. Let's have a slumber party. I always wanted to be in one. Thor never invites me. I hate Thor. I wish he married and left the realm…", he kept talking all the way back to the Palace.

But as soon as they arrived at his chambers, they all fell asleep. Loki managed to get to his bed. Thor slept on the floor again. Olive tried to teleport to his room, but ended up on the roof and gave up trying, passing out over the tiles.

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[darkacademicfrom2021]

The Adventures of Silvertongue and Olive

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A/N: I'm planning on making them travel to Midgard often, but I wanted to start by Argentina because I'm from there :) I accept requests if you want your place to be visited by them.

7 - It takes two to mischief

“I’m very bored”, said Loki, sitting backwards on the library’s velvet couch. He was hanging from the armrest and his hair touched the floor. Olive wondered how his face wasn’t red yet. He didn’t take his eyes off the book, and answered in a monotone voice,

“I’m aware”.

They stayed comfortably silent for a while, letting the sun set outside until the only glimmer to illuminate Olive’s book was the crisping flames of the chimney. It was so cold, Olive’s nose was pink and his fingers were numb. He reached closer to the fire, and suppressed a shiver. Loki brought a blanket over his shoulders, rubbing his hands over Olive’s arms and shoulders, making friction to warm him up.

“How are you not freezing?”, he laughed, and Loki shrugged his shoulders.

“We could go somewhere warm, what do you say?”.

“Like where?”.

“You never visited Midgard, yes? In some parts the air boils there”.

“I’ve visited once, it was snowing. Pure ice. Antarctic, I think”, he recalled. Loki made a map appear and Olive reached to see too. He pointed, “right here”.

“It’s almost December there. Do you want hot hot? Or slightly hot?”.

“Not too much. I hate being sticky”.

“Let’s see some Latin America parts. I’ve already visited Mexico, Colombia… some other parts, but those two were very, very hot. We could go to Chile. Or Uruguay. Or Argentina. It’s hot, but not infernally hot. What do you think?”.

“I say roll the dice”.

Loki and Olive finally decided on Argentina. They sneaked out of the Palace around midnight and asked -begged- Heimdall to not tell anyone where they were going. Frigga had grounded them the morning after Thor’s second bachelor party, when she walked in Loki’s chambers to see the three princes barely breathing. She could drown in the mead’s scent that their snorings emmanated, and called it enough for a while. Passing the thousand and still needing to be grounded. Big boys, already! Let the joyless set in and learn a lesson. But of course they would not let “the joyless” set in.

They not only stayed the night, but also enjoyed it to the best. Drank fernet con coca until their brains buzzed, walked through some cities and pranked people with the python. The sun rised and the heat increased. Loki started to feel lightheaded, dizzy, and out of breath.

“Are you alright?”, asked Olive, very worried. Loki seemed terrible.

“Of course. Now, come, I want you to try this thing. It’s not alcoholic and it’s like a really bitter tea, with a metal straw, and you drink it until it makes a funny sound. And now that I remember, we haven’t eaten anything yet”.

“It’s fine, I think we should get going. You seem…”.

“We should try their meat. They have this tradition where they do asados, which means roasted meat. It actually only means roasted, but you roast mainly cow. Do you eat meat?”.

“Not really. Vanir don’t eat meat, and…”.

“It’s okay, you can put vegetables on it too. Let’s go, we can make some friends on the journey. I know a Mariana who can help us make it. She’s such a sweetheart, and so intense. I can barely manage spanish, I studied it for fifteen years. We’re gonna need Allspeak. Do you have it?”.

“Can you breathe? You look pale”.

“I told you I’m fine”.

They met Mariana and her baby, ate and drank, danced, walked around, and laughed the whole day. Not even once, they remembered they had to go back to the Palace at some point.

Heimdall sweated buckets, seeing how they watched bad movies and karaoked with Midgardians, while Frigga panicked over the disappearance of both of the young princes. She knew they escaped the night, but, why weren’t they back yet? Heimdall promised he wouldn’t say a word, but Frigga insisted more and more, and he finally gave in. He couldn’t lie to his Queen, and Loki was in quite a state.

Meanwhile, they went to the centre of Buenos Aires and visited some theatres with parodic adaptations of Shakespeare, and walked through a famous trade fair of the city, where they selled the most expensive handicraft objects they’ve ever seen.

Most things were made out of leather, but, according to Loki, nothing compared the magnificent asgardian leather, so he promised Olive to visit some other trade fair from Asgard. Although he did buy some Mafalda comics and a very pretty knife set, with the wood of the handle carved meticulously. He thought it was very well done, so he buyed the whole stand. The seller man barely passed out. They came back to Mariana’s place after a few hours because Olive insisted Loki needed to rest somewhere with AC.

Loki’s cheeks became redder, his lips were completely dry and he sweated so much, he had to drink more mate to avoid dehydration. Though, the hot beverage seemed to only make him worse. Olive was trying to throw wind at him, but his nature magic worked better on Vanaheim, and the wind was too soft and maybe even a little warm. Mariana was losing her mind. How could a God get so sick from a little hot weather?

Frigga landed on Mariana’s terrace and the Bifrost left a mark all over her garden. When AllMother broke into the place, not as angered as worried, the princes swallowed hard, knowing damn well how terrible a punishment from her could be.

“Mother”, whispered Loki, hiding his bad state, “we’re terribly sorry”.

“Loki, for the Norns, how many times must I repeat myself? You can’t be in such warm places, you faint! The healers said your pressure is too low for this!”, she hissed, and grabbed both of them by the arms, looking up to Heimdall to take them back.

“Chau, Mariana, ¡nos vemos la próxima!”, he said without using Allspeak, and she laughed at his rough accent. “Gracias por todo, muy amable”.

“Vuelvan cuando quieran”, she answered, and Frigga gruntled.

“Forget it, they’re not coming back anytime soon”.

Loki winked at her. They were so coming back.

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[darkacademicfrom2021]

Jotunnary | Day 11 - A hobby

Pairing: Loki x masc!reader

Word count: 1.1 K

Birds chirped outside your window, and you knew you were getting late to your next training session with the Queen. Asgard not using clocks or watches made you hysterical. They measured time with just the sun, in this century, and that seemed to suffice for them.

You've tried to get used to your new life. Thor said his mother could train you well enough so that you could be accepted into the Avengers properly, and not just because your father was one of them. And, fair enough. Because Tony could make you a suit and send you to battle, but as he said to the spider boy, if you're nothing without the suit you shouldn't have it.

And you were nothing without the suit.

The trouble about staying in Asgard for a couple of months was that you managed to, somehow, do the exact thing Thor told you not to.

You got so close to Prince Loki, it was ridiculous. Thor asked you to keep your distance because he was nothing but trouble for Midgard, yet the first one to ever introduce you to the wonders of Asgard, to take you touring around the Palace's libraries, to show you the best places to where get your daggers, to talk for hours on end about anything and everything, was Prince Loki.

It wasn't so strange you had fallen into some sort of a crush with him. You knew it was unachievable, but your heart didn't care about it anyway.

You turned around and walked back into your room, to get your training suit and head back to the quarters. But as you stepped in, you found Loki sorting through the stuff on your desk and Sif sitting on your bed.

"Hey!", you protested.

"My, the man can paint!", exclaimed Loki, grabbing your sketchbook. He flipped through the pages avoiding you, while you insisted on taking it away from him. He came across one specific drawing of his own face and stopped on it, admiring it with a smirk. "You chose your muse wisely, I see".

"Now give that back, you...", you tried —and failed— to take it away from his hands once again. Sif laughed.

"Why do you hide it, little apprentice?", asked Sif, grabbing the sketchbook from Loki's grasp and flipping through. "You're excellent. You might even get a job in the Palace for this one. Weren't they looking for painters, Loki?".

"They are", he smiled, and you growled.

"Give me my book back. I'm not here to work as a painter, I'm here to train with your mother and then leave!".

Loki ignored your explanation.

"I'll be delighted if you'd do me again. Come on, what do you say? Do me", he asked —almost begged with his eyes.

"I won't do you again, my prince", you sighed in frustration, finally getting to your sketchbook and tossing it to the bed. There was no point hiding it anymore.

"Come on. You've only done me once! And it was magnificent! You should do me more, even daily, I'd say! I'll pay and all".

"Are you still talking about the drawings?", intervened Sif with a smirk. You blushed and frowned, punching Sif's shoulder lightly, and Loki laughed teasingly.

"Why don't you want to draw me anymore? Is it no fun when I'm aware of the portrait?".

"It isn't", you joked. "Now, seriously. I need to get ready for the next class and you being here doesn't help me much", you explained, arranging your training suit and making the bed.

Sif nodded and left before you had to say it twice, knowing damn well how difficult your life would be for the rest of the week if you were late to Frigga's classes. Loki, on the other hand, took his time to leave and roamed around the room, observing the details. You haven't had much time to make a personalized bedroom out of the chambers they've given you —you've been there for less than a month—, and you knew you would be gone in a little matter of time. Still, nobody that knew you could doubt this was your room.

It wasn't highly decorated or anything. But your books piled up against the wall, from the corner to the middle, and you developed a system to check the ones you've already read —piling them vertically or horizontally. Loki was bewildered at the sight before him; the amount of books that not only caught your interest, but also managed to already be read, in so little time.

"When do you read? You surely wouldn't have enough time, with my mother's lessons and all".

You shook your head.

"There isn't such a thing as no time to read. I steal time from the night or the mornings".

Loki smirked.

"Much like myself".

"Oh. Well, you do strike me as the avid reader type", you said, and Loki chuckled. "What?".

"It shows you're midgardian".

You took your time to answer.

"Ouch?".

"No, no. It's just that... you mix formal and informal ways of talking. It sounds funny", he explained.

"Oh... well, actually... I actually talk like this in Midgard too", you explained, changing your shoes for boots. "My first language isn't English, so I might mess up a few things".

"Oh, I see", he nodded. "Then why do you speak English?".

"Because you do".

"I don't".

You blinked a few times.

"Sorry?".

"I use Allspeak. You can talk with tranquility in the language you were born into, I won't tell the difference".

"Oh, I see. Well, in that case...", you said, and changed into your own language, to see if he noticed, "I shall speak in my mother tongue".

"Yes", he nodded again and didn't show a trace of a change in his understanding. He really was a God, you chuckled to yourself. "Fine, I shan't keep you any more. You go get ready for your classes, and I'll see you... at dinner, I suppose?".

"Yes. Until dinner, my prince", you smiled, and he chuckled. "I'll bring the sketchbook, and you can pretend you don't know I'm making a new portrait of you, yes?".

Loki smirked before leaving.

"See you then".

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[darkacademicfrom2021]

The Adventures of Silvertongue and Olive

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Pairing: Loki x Masc!prince!reader

Warnings: Alcohol (a lot), Odin and Frigga’s A+ parenting (sarcastic), gay shit going on, homophobia and homophobic slurs, weapons (daggers, swords, knives, arch and arrows, you know the deal), Thor being a complete and utter himbo, Loki being a drunk whore.

A/N: The story is situated before Thor 1, so Loki didn’t know he was a Jötun yet. Also, the story is written omnisciently, in third person, so you can take Prince Leaf/Olive to be the reader (I never clarify his name) and you can take him as an OC. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it!

1 - The voice without a face

It began one terrible night.

Loki had yet another one-sided discussion with his Father, and his blood boiled silently while he took in all of his words. Unfair. Completely unfair, that after he showed all competence against Thor, his Father would still be blind to it. Unfair, completely unfair, that his Mother would stay silent during dinner, while Loki had to take in Odin’s casual chattery over how useless his attempts against his brother would be, because “a trickster is not meant to be in charge”. But a man who destroys half a town with a thunderstorm when angry, is? A man who acts like he’s three hundred, and talks like is barely fifty, is?

He stormed out of dinner, not even daring to listen to another word, and headed right to his safe spot in the whole Palace. Quiet, big, full of shelves and corners to curl up in, and with the assurance that his brother would not even think of it. The library.

As he paced around the bookshelves, sliding the tips of his fingers through the dusted spines and breathing in the scent of the wax candles, he calmed himself faster than expected. This place was magical for him, he realized.

But this time, an external noise startled him. He was supposedly the only one in there, at those hours. Nobody could possibly be visiting the Palace right at dinner time, could they? So, who was turning pages?

He followed the noise, wandering around for almost five minutes until he could finally realize whoever was in there, was enchanting their presence. An invisibility cloak of pure magic. He breathed in, and finally spoke up,

“Who is in here?”.

No answer, and the turning of the pages dissipated. The only noise now was his own breathing and the impatient foot that kept bouncing despite him being already calm. He tried again,

“I’m just curious. The library is open for anyone, you mustn't fear”.

The silence began to disquiet him. What was that person doing that was so secret, that not even the mischievous Prince could know of?

“Are you someone on a run? An escaped prisoner?”, he tried, and soon chuckled at his question, muttering “why would someone on a run come to read a damn book on the Palace?”.

“Why indeed”, called the invisible person. It was, as far as it sounded, a man. Though it was soft spoken, barely audible, he could notice it was tense. Sad, even. Loki could not recognise the voice.

“Why do you hide? I won’t tell”.

“Looked for some quiet. I’m afraid if I show myself, it’ll be gone”.

“I’m simply curious, I won’t bother you”, insisted Loki, looking around, trying to guess where it was coming from. It was so close… yet he could not find it for his life. “What’s your name?”.

But the voice went silent again. He insisted a little more, and paced around, but no other noise came from the library’s interior, other than his own steps on the crooked wood and words that would remain unanswered.

It continued one not-so-bad afternoon.

Loki was, once again, on his own mind. This time a heavy book laid on his lap and he twisted and curled a strand of hair, not paying much attention to the words his sight followed. To be fair, it was a rather boring book.

He hadn’t realized he didn’t make a single move in the few hours he’d been there, until another person walked around in another part of the library.

Loki couldn’t get to see them; if he moved, the wood underneath him would crick and he’d be soon acknowledged. He recognized the smooth turning of the pages, the very discrete stepping around. This was the person from last week.

This time, Loki himself became invisible. It was a rather difficult enchantment, yet he was sure it was working. He walked slowly, undecided, and more curious than ever. The person was still on their own invisible enchantment, and Loki could see the book floating over an invisible hand. He stepped in so close, he could hear the breathing and the imperceptible movements of a comfortable body. Loki sat by their side and observed the nothingness for a few more minutes, before whispering,

“So, why are you hiding?”.

The gasp was loud and clear, and their book fell off. Loki unenchanted himself and the person could now see him with a smug smile on his face, chuckling at how they got so easily startled.

“Prince Loki”, the voice said, and Loki did his best to try to recognise it, but, once again, failed. “My apologies. I do not wish to be invading your private place”.

“Private place? Who are you?”.

“I noticed you come here when you need to be alone”.

“Well, now I am a bit terrified, not going to lie”.

“I’m not a stalker, much less, I’m just here for the same reason”.

“May I ask where could possibly be worse for hiding, than a Palace?”.

“Than this Palace, you might want to say…”, murmured the voice, and Loki furrowed his brows.

“Are you implying you’re hiding from another Palace? Where are you from?”. The voice went quiet again. "Oh, come on. We were having a thing in here".

But the voice didn't show up. Loki felt the presence vanishing into thin air. He wondered if he was possibly having a chat with a ghost.

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