#loko and thor brothers

[daisybell17]

Loki: I love you. Thor: What was that? Loki: I said I’m selling you to the zOo-

[prevariicatorarchive2]

You know what they should have done when Thor and rocket ran past Loki's cell?

They should have recreated the deleted scene where Loki was in his illusion. They should have had Thor look at him like "loki..." all heartbroken and wanting to speak to him but Loki's got his back to the cell door. Then he sees loko doing the dramatics in his illusion. No one else sees it it just looks like a crazy guy. Thor just goes "what in the nine is he doing?" And rocket just asks if his brother was crazy.

[iamnotoriginalphil]

I would like a one shot in which the reader is slave of the Grandmaster he exhibits her because of her beauty and Loko falls in love with it and the purchase to leave her free and to be together (You were of the earth). Angst/fuffl

You had landed on Sakaar a while ago. You’re best guess was that it had been over a year but it was hard to tell. Time moved strangely on the planet. You had been claimed by a woman with a ship and given to the Grandmaster as a pet. He had taken one look at you and decided from then on you were to stay by his side, to take care of his every whim. More often than not he paraded you about in a show of his power.You’d tried to fight against it when you were first caught. You’d found the whole ordeal demeaning and humiliating. He’d put in clothes that were barely clothes and had you walk a step behind him at every outing. He would keep you close to him, standing beside his chair or sitting at his feet. And you hated it.If it wasn’t for the thing they’d put in your neck to electrocute you, you’d have left. But after so many times being zapped you’d given up, taken you’re new lot in life and accepted that once your youth and beauty had faded you would most likely be liquified. You did as were told and reaped the benefits of being the favourite in the Grandmaster’s service. He liked to call you the jewel in his collection. It was during one of the Grandmaster’s gatherings that a stranger was brought forward. You watched from afar as he was introduced to his new home, his new destiny. You watched him talk to the Grandmaster, listened to the timbre of his voice. In a moment of distraction your eyes locked with his and the breath was knocked out of you. You turned away, trying to still the blood flow to your cheeks. “{Y/N},” the Grandmaster called.You sighed and wended your way through the crowd to stand at his side. You lowered your eyes so as not to meet those of the stranger. The Grandmaster’s hand landed on your shoulder, the weight of it long since known to you. They talked, the stranger gaining the good side of the Grandmaster. His words were swift, precise, the perfect combination of flattery and strength. He was released from his bindings, allowed to walk with the Grandmaster, learning of the planet. You stayed a step behind them.The stranger was tall, taller than the Grandmaster, and his skin was so pale you were worried the effect the sun might have on it. His long, black hair was what fascinated you the most. One this planet, the males all had close cropped hair, nothing messy or unseemly. This man, he would put up a fight if anyone attempted to cut his hair off, you were sure of it. It looked soft, and you wanted to reach out and touch it. The thought of punishment held you back. The stranger looked over his shoulder and caught your eye again. You blushed and dropped your gaze but not before seeing the way his brow furrowed. You clasped your hands together, hoping no one would notice their trembling. “You will be shown a room,” the Grandmaster said, one of the guards already at his side to escort the stranger away. “I can see your use, Loki.”You watched the guard and the stranger, Loki walk away, out of the gathering and into the hallways. The Grandmaster turned to you with a smile on his face. “Some wine, I think,” he said, and disappeared back into the crowd. “Loki,” you whispered, looking at the now closed door. You shook the thought from your head and went to do your master’s bidding.

Loki was gaining favour with the Grandmaster for every day he stayed. You would try and avoid him but wherever your master went, you did too, and more often than not Loki was there. He would laugh and smile and you believed he might be the most beautiful person in the entire universe. His eyes would linger on you, leaving you feeling unsettled. Your skin burned wherever they landed. It was at one of the many gatherings when you were left alone by the Grandmaster for a short time. You had not realised who was standing beside you, your attention focused on your master in case he called you forth to do his bidding. “You do not appear to be having a good time,” the person said. You startled, unused to people talking directly to you. You looked up into blue eyes and felt your heart stop. Loki had a small smile on his face, his body bent towards you. “After so long, days like this become mundane,” you replied. You bit your lip, unsure if what to do. The Grandmaster had been clear you were to ensure every person’s happiness but that you were to remain distant. You were not sure where talking fitted into that.“I imagine you would prefer a quieter setting,” he said. You nodded, still unsure how to proceed.You stood together in silence, the noise of the party washing over the two of you. You watched the Grandmaster, the easy smiles he bestowed on people, the charm flowing off him. You took a peek at the man beside you. His eyes were locked on you, studying you.“There are few books on this planet,” he said.“No, it is, perhaps, the only draw back of this utopia,” you said.“You believe this to be a utopia?” he asked.“The Grandmaster says it is. Who am I to disagree with him?” you replied, then caught yourself. “It provides everything a person could dream of.”“Except books,” he said, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.“Yes, except books,” you agreed.The Grandmaster called for you. You bowed your head to Loki and left him to tend to your master’s needs.

A book was sitting on your bed. It was old and worn and was about as trashy as a Mills and Boons novel, but it was a book. You held it in your hands, weighing it. You would have smelt it if you didn’t know where it probably came from. You turned the pages, looking at the ink on the paper. It was one of the most beautiful things you’d seen since arriving here. You sank onto your bed and began at the beginning, not willing to miss a single word. You felt the paper under your fingertips, the way it felt against your skin. You grinned the entire time you read.

There was another party the night after you read the book. You were bone tired and were fighting against the gravity on your eyelids. You were blinking, trying to do your job as best you could. Your movements were sluggish and the way the Grandmaster would look at you showed displeasure in every movement. But you couldn’t concentrate. Your mind was still in the fictional world you’d left behind. You couldn’t shake the characters from your thoughts. All you wanted was to go back to your room, curl up and read the book again. Your master had sent you off to mix him another drink. You were beside the bar, pouring the drink into the glass, when you felt another body stop beside you.“Did you enjoy the book?” the person asked.“It was the best thing I’ve ever read,” you replied.  “I found it to be drivel,” Loki said.“Oh, absolutely. It was amazing,” you said, grinning at him. “I’m pleased you enjoyed it,” he said. {Y/N},” the Grandmaster shouted.“Thank you,” you said, laying a hand on his arm before disappearing into the crowd again.

Another book turned up and then another. You devoured each one, ignoring sleep for fictional worlds. You would emerge in the morning, bleary eyed but with a smile plastered on your face for the entire day. Whenever the Grandmaster saw you he would smile took, glad to see you happy. He would tell you how radiant you were.Oftentimes as you were walking through the halls to or from the Grandmaster, Loki would join you in your walk and chat with you. It was during one of these walks he asked you more than your opinion on the books he left for you.“I’m unsure as to how you ended up here,” he said.“I don’t really understand it either. I was out shopping and there was an explosion, and a man in a costume. It all happened so fast. And then I woke up here,” you tried to explain, not sure you were doing a good job. “And the Grandmaster claimed you,” he said. You nodded.“And he didn’t claim you,” you said.“It would hardly be fair to allow me to compete with those pitiful beings. A god is far too powerful to be true competition,” he said.“A god?” you asked.“Surely you have heard of my brother? He is… well liked on your planet,” he said, a note of disdain entering his voice.“You’re brother?” you ask, unsure of what he’s talking about.“Thor,” he spat.“Oh, right. He was with the Avengers, right?” you ask, remembering the news reports about him.“So I’ve been informed,” he said.“So how did you end up here?” you ask.“An incident with the bifrost and my sister,” he replied, his face darkening.“I’m so sorry,” you said, unsure how to make it better.“It is of no consequence. If it had not occurred I would not have ended up here, and then I would not have had the chance to meet you,” he said, turning on the charm once again.“You flatter me.” You could feel the heat in your cheeks.You left him standing in the hallway as you entered the Grandmaster’s chambers. He had a way of unsettling you, of making you feel as if you were one step behind in whatever game he was playing. You weren’t sure if you were player or pawn and yet you couldn’t stop the smile on your face at the thought of him.

“How can you let the Grandmaster touch you in such a way?” Loki asked, one night after a party. You were both on your way back to your respective rooms. You’re get were dragging on the ground, your body crumbling under the weight of your tiredness. “It’s his choice what happens to me. That’s what being a slave means. Surely you had them on Asgard,” you snapped, unable to filter yourself after so long without sleep.“We had servants, an entirely different class of people. They were paid for their services and were never a possession to be treated with such blatant disregard of their feelings,” he said.“Oh please, I’m sure you had your way with them and then discarded them like used tissues,” you said.“I never did anything they would not agree to.” His smile was charming but his eyes clouded over, “and they were always treated with the upmost respect.”“Well, bully for them,” you said.“And they were always dressed in something any mortal would consider clothing,” he said.“I have no more say in the matter of my clothes than in anything else,” you said.“And while you always look ravishing your attire leaves little to the imagination,” he said, ignoring you.“I think that’s the idea. Showing me off and all that,” you said.“If you were mine I would not be so careless as to let anyone see you in such a way. If you were mine, the sight of your body would be for my eyes only,” he said. You ignored the thrill in your stomach his words caused.“Yes but I’m not yours and considering the number of men who have tried to buy me from the Grandmaster, I’m guessing either he will never sell me or my price is higher than anything you can get on this planet,” you replied. “You’re price should be high. You are beautiful,” he said. You’d heard those same words said a hundred times since landing on this planet and you’d thought they would no longer have an effect on you. You were wrong. Hearing them in his voice from his lips made you reevaluate everything you thought you knew about yourself. He made you want to be beautiful. “But of course you already knew that,” he said, giving you a smirk.“It is the entirety of my value,” you said in return.“Not the entirety,” he said.He left you standing outside your door, an unknown feeling welling in your chest. You tried to tamp it down, recognising the danger in feeling anything other than detachment to such a man. The Grandmaster would not be pleased if he found out about it. There would be more than just a zap for you if he did.

You closed the door to your room, your feet killing you from standing all day. You were looking forward to curling up with one of your well loved books and reentering a world you knew well. Except when you turned around you screamed.Lounging on your bed, Loki had a book propped open on his chest. He was watching you, a smirk on his face. You clutched at your chest, trying to calm your racing heart. A knock sounded on your door.“{Y/N}? Are you alright?” one of the other girls called through the door.“Fine, just tripped over my own feet again” you called back, hoping it would be enough for them to leave. You took a step forward then stopped. He hadn’t said anything, hadn’t moved. You opened your mouth to say something then shut it again. “Will you be standing there all night?” he asked.“What are you doing here?” you asked him, walking forward as if in a daze.“Given the little amount of time we get to see each other, I thought this would be a better time to talk. I would love to hear your opinion on the latest book I procured,” he said, slowly standing from the bed. “You can’t be here,” you said.“And yet I am,” he said, taking a step towards you. “If the Grandmaster finds out your here, in my room, then he will kill you, or me, or both of us. I’m not sure on his execution policy,” you rambled, “but either way there will be death and I don’t know about you but I’d rather not die and I’m not overly interested in you dying either.” “That is good to hear, however he will not find out,” he said, taking another step forward.“How can you know that? He finds out everything. Sherry was caught drinking from the bar in the early hours of the morning and he knew, despite the fact no one said anything and then next thing I knew she’d been replaced because she’d been turned to liquid,” you said, stepping away from him.“Trust me, he will not know. There are many things he does not know,” he said.“Like what? His informants are everywhere,” you said.“There are ways to keep information from reaching them. He does, however, know one thing with certainty,” he said, closing the distance between the two of you.“What?” you ask, not sure where to look.“You are the most exquisite being in the universe,” he said. Your face heated up and you squirmed under his gaze. He reached out a hand and tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. Your heart thudded.He lent down and pressed his lips to yours. You gasped. He gripped your waist hard enough to bruise. You melted under his touch, your fingers tangling in his hair. It was as soft as you always imagined it would be. He sought entrance to your mouth and you opened up to him.Your mind restarted and you jerk back from him, trying to push him away. His arms are like steel around your body, unwieldy to your touch. He watched you as you struggled to extract yourself from his hold, your body twisting in his arms.“What’s wrong?” he asks.“The Grandmaster is going to kill us. One of his inner circle once grabbed my arm and he was thrown to the savages,” you said. “He won’t take this lightly.”“He will not find out.”“I am his property. He owns me. Don’t you understand?” you snapped, finally breaking free from his hold. His face darkened and he strode towards you. He held your head between his hands, making you look at him. His eyes held storms.“You are not his property. He does not own you,” he growled. You took a sharp breath in and felt the tears gathering in your eyes. None of it hurt if you didn’t think about it, but Loki made you think about it, whether he knew it or not. It was in every shared glance, every word, every accidental brush of skin. Your body was no longer your own and your freedom was long gone, and it would be for the rest of your life. And that kept him out of your reach. As long as you weren’t killed for this.“I think you should leave,” you said, pulling yourself out of his grip.“As you wish,” he said. You closed your eyes and when you opened them again he was gone. You sat on the bed and let the tears fall, sobs wracking your body for the first time in months. You lay down, burying your head into your pillow and letting it all out. You didn’t even notice the book he’d been reading was new.

You wanted to avoided Loki like the plague for the rest of your days. You were lucky; the Grandmaster refused to let you out of his sight. He would fit you with the leash he liked to use to show his power, his ownership, over your body. It was during these times you knew he was feeling overly possessive. He didn’t like other people playing with his toys. It made you nervous, your heart thudding more instantly against your ribs. Despite Loki’s reassurances, you were sure your master knew what had occurred. You still saw him at the parties and all the fights. You would be sat at the Grandmaster’s feet, your head resting on his lap, his fingers stroking over your hair, and you would see Loki, standing tall, watching you. The intensity in his eyes had you quivering. He didn’t dare approach you. It left you feeling wanting. You could still feel the length of him pressed against you, his hard edges so at odds with your soft curves. You wanted him, there was no denying it, and from the way he looked at you, you knew he wanted you too. But it was not to be.

You had just finished dressing for the day when the Grandmaster called for you to join him. You walked into the room, head held high, ready for whatever he may ask of you. Instead, you found Loki standing with his back towards you, and the Grandmaster sitting at his desk, his fingers steepled under his chin. You came to a stop before him, your eyes questioning what was going on. He gestured for you to stand behind him and you complied. You tried not to look at Loki. He watched you, his eyes hungry.“You’re offer is far too little for such a fine specimen,” your master said.“As you will not tell me how much would be sufficient I must guess,” Loki said, a touch of anger in his voice.“It’s more than double what you offered,” your master said.“Then I shall give you triple,” Loki rebutted.The Grandmaster sat back, thinking over it. Over his head, you watched Loki. His eyes burned with the power of a thousand suns and you shivered, despite the warmth of the room. The Grandmaster nodded and stood, holding his hand out to Loki.“It’s a deal,” he said. He shook Loki’s hand and sat back down.“Come,” Loki said, crooking a finger at you. You looked down at the Grandmaster. He was already distracted by something else, not even bothering to look at you. You followed Loki out of the door and into the room he’d been given upon his arrival. You stood, waiting for him to say something. He lounged on the bed, looking at you.“I don’t understand,” you said.“I have paid that man to gain you,” he said.“You bought me?” you asked, a lead ball forming in your stomach, “you’re now my master?”“You are free to do as you wish,” he said, “I am no more your owner than anyone else on this forsaken planet.”“I don’t understand,” you said again.“I am giving you your freedom. No longer will you be a slave to that man or any other,” he said.You stood in silence, unsure of what any of it meant. The only life you knew here was as a slave, and without a way home you weren’t sure you knew how to be function in this society. Loki was watching you, his eyes feasting on you. You flung yourself into his arms, burying your had in his chest. He stiffened under your touch, eventually relaxing to put his arms around you. You laughed, the first happiness in a long time filling you to the brim. He stroked his fingers through your hair and you practically purred under his touch. You could feel the vibrations in his chest as he chuckled. “How can I ever thank you?” you asked, drawing away far enough to look into his eyes.“A kiss would suffice,” he saidYou laughed and kissed him.

[dappled-things]

Why I Think Loki Isn't Really Thanos's Ally [and More]

Why do I think Loki is not REALLY Thanos's ally?

Read on...

1. THE LOGIC OF PLOT

Although it looks like Loki is handing off the Tesseract to Thanos and/or one of Thanos's henchmen, it doesn't signify betrayal really because Loki could have totally given the Aether and the Tesseract to Thanos at anytime during his reign as LO/din. Why did he send the Aether to the Collector? Why was the Tesseract in the Vault? Maybe...

2. THE PAST

Loki is more likely AFRAID of Thanos because of his past failures. The Other (Thanos's sidekick) threatened Loki pain should Loki fail. Loki, thanks to the Avengers, failed, so there's no doubt he's avoiding Thanos and his sidekicks. So, this moment of betrayal is probably more of self-preservation or an attempt to stop the deaths of Asgardians as Thanos searches for the Tesseract.

3. THE MOTIVATIONS OF LOKI

Contrary to popular opinion, Loki does not begin as a bad guy... and his evolution is psychologically complex. Many people have forgotten the first Thor film, but it'd be good to rewatch for a refresher.

Loki in the first Thor film (and sorta in the second and third) touches on his motivations.

A) he wants respect

B) he wants equal opportunity

C) he wants to be loved/accepted regardless of who he is

D) he wants to prove his loyalty/love for Asgard to his family, Asgard, and himself

E) (debatable) he wants the throne

I suggest that E is debatable in the sense that he wants the throne but only in order to achieve A through D.

In Thor 2, he tells Thor he did it for Frigga and Thor - not Odin. And in Thor 3, the play (written by Loki), the statue, and Loki's "your savior is here~" moment all show that Loko still craves acceptance and approval.

None of these motivations would be fulfilled alongside Thanos with Asgard extinct.

4. THE ACTUALITY OF THE MOMENT

We actually don't know the full context of this moment, so we don't really know why Loki id handing over the Tesseract. It may be a move for self-preservation, or it may be a (vain) attempt to save lives.

5. THE LOKI ARC

I am hoping that Loki hasn't suddenly decided to in truth side with Thanos, only because his arc thus far has been toward one of redemption.

Recall that initially, Loki was supposed to die in Thor 2, saving his brother and dying a hero of some sort. That was kiboshed, but that arc appears to have held despite some major plot changes. In Thor 3, Loki returns to help Thor and Asgard, and he says, "I'm here" and catches what Thor tossed him, thereby bringing an elaborate metaphor about relational illusions, dishonesty, and transparency to a lovely close. Infinity War better not pretend that didn't happen...

...it's not the first time a major arc film flattened characters for plot needs...

Why did Loki take the Tesseract?

So far I can think of two reasons. One is soo bad it better not be true.

Reason 1: Loki wants to use it as a bargaining chip for his future. This would come in handy to get in the good graces of, say, the Avengers.

Reason 2: The MCU production team needed to get the Tesseract off Asgard so Thanos could nab it easily at some point. Ugh. For this to happen just because PLOT REQUIRES would be terrible!

The only reason that could be worse than Reason 2 would be because Loko has been Thanos's henchman all along. Oof. Not good.

What is gonna happen to Loki?

Well... Here's what I've thought of so far...

1. LOKI DIES...

A. ...as a dick

-----> So basically, Loki tries to save himself by handing over the Tesseract and then is killed. I don't see this happening only because Feige wouldn't say he's an ally of Thanos unless Loki was hanging about a little longer. Also Loki is credited in Infinity War II. Of course, Feige could be trolling us.

B. ...as a hero

-----> Loki tries to save his people and Thor and tries to bargain with the Tesseract and then is killed. I could kinda see this happening but that would out question marks around Loki's credits in Infinity War II... and Feige's ally remark.

2. LOKI BOWS OUT EARLY

After Loki hands over the Tesseract, he promises to help Thanos... and at the first chance he gets, he skeeves off and disappears for the rest of the film. Unlikely, due to the two reasons above: Hiddleston's credits in IW2 and Feige's comment.

3. LOKI IS BENCHED

Loki either gives the Tesseract to Thanos as an ally or as an attempt to save people... but at some point he is injured (by Thanos or an Avenger), so he can't help anyone. Think coma or something like that. Unlikely... but a possibility.

4. LOKI IS AN ANTI-HERO

My hope is for this one. Loki appears to have sided with Thanos, but in reality, he is trying to help the Avengers in secret. At this point in time, he may even be imprisoned. In IW2, his secret efforts are made known...

at which point he... either...

a) is killed OR b) survive.

If B, he may choose to either...

a) stay with Thor OR b) travel the universe.

These are my thoughts...