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The tesseract, or your brother’s head 

Where is the soul stone?

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Loki being obsessed with you would include :

(Woooo more prompts! Woooo Loki! Hope it is as requested and you all like it :3 Gif not mine/found it on google/credit to the original owners.)

-Him having grown quite fond of you from the few times he’s seen and met you, only to take it upon himself to be involved in your life by any means possible -Him waiting for you in your house at night, only to come up with an excuse, saying he can’t go back to Asgard yet and making you have to let him stay -Him playing tricks and making it seem that he’s always your savior whenever you’d get in trouble or danger, wanting you to trust only him -Him always bothering Heimdall to ask him about your whereabouts and describe him exactly how you look like and all, before going to find you -Him having a habit of stealing things from your house in which they might have your scent in it, from pillows you’ve held to sweaters, only to deny it when you’d confront him -Him loving to feel your touch and getting rather weak from it, only to never want to let go of you, especially whenever you’d hug him -Him hating to see other men flirt with you, he’d always find a way to make sure they never ever think you’re interested in them -Him presenting you to his parents and his brother as his lover and already talking about marrying you, despite you not even being together -Him following you to your workplace, only to enter and ask for your help, saying that if you don’t spend some time with him he’ll most likely end up destroying the whole place -Him begging you to be his and accept your place with him, only to not stop until he hears the answer he wants from you

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Oh wow

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Dating Loki would include...

Trying to make him calm down whenever he gets angry about something

Being the reason why he’s slowly stopping to be obsessed about being a king

I mean, he still wants to be a king, but you make him realize that he’s only hurting innocent people and that he’s drifting away from his goal whenever he does something like what happened in New York

Hugging him everytime he wakes up from a nightmare (which happens almost all the time)

Reading poems to each other because Loki is “””crazy””” but he enjoys good art

Convincing him to apologize to Thor and Odin

“You have a good heart deep down, Loki”

Fighting with him about it

But at the end he realizes you’re right

Odin forgiving Loki because of you

Moving in with him to a not so distant planet from Asgard, since he doesn’t feel comfortable on Earth for obvious reasons

But vising it sometimes because he knows you miss home

Having a small garden with him, where both of you plant different flowers and fruits

Passionate and long kisses because he can’t get enough of your lips

Also extremely passionate and slow sex because he wants you to feel how much he loves you

Loki reaching out for your hand whenever he feels anxious, nervous or sad

Him wrapping you with his whole body while sleeping

He loves to cuddle, is like one of his favorite things to do

Teaching him how to cook because he never actually learned how to

Trying to make breakfast for you

Loki being such a sweet tooth

Begging you to make chocolate and super sweet cakes

Him teaching you how to appreciate teas because he drinks a lot of it (seriously, A. LOT.)

Braiding his hair while he’s sleeping on your lap

“I can feel you braiding my hair, dear…”

He secretly loves when you do that, but he will never admit it

One of Loki’s most lovely habits is to caress your skin

I mean, seriously, he’s always slowly running his fingers on your arm, back, thigh, hand, anywhere

Him calling you “my angel”

Him waking up before you but staying on bed because he loves to watch you sleep

And Loki trying to believe, every single day, that you’re actually there and that he has you

Because it’s almost unreal for him the fact that he has someone who loves him for what he is - especially after everything he knows he did

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Prompt fill: Just a patient (Loki/Reader)

For anon, who asked for “May I suggest a Loki/Reader prompt? What about Avengers!Loki/Reader (aka, he may be homicidal and insane, but he’s hot and he needs someone to hug him? Lol!)

I hope this suits well enough. <3

You’re pretty sure you’re not qualified for this.

Training at S.H.I.E.L.D. takes up a lot of time, even for new agents - and you’re hardly new. You’ve been through a bunch of the worst of it: you’ve got bullet scars in your leg and trauma scars in your brain, but you’re still one of the sturdiest field medics they have and today of all days, they need you.

The city is still burning. There are alien corpses in the streets. Huge buildings are hanging onto their stability by slender threads. Every breath of air you take smells tainted and unnatural.

Your organisation is barely holding it together. Your boss is dead. Your team are scattered to all corners. But you - as luck would have it - you have been chosen. The hand of fate, or more accurately the hand of Nick Fury, fell upon your shoulder and destiny spoke thusly: “You qualified? Get your kit now and come with me.”

Again, now you’ve found out what this is, you’re pretty sure you’re not qualified. Actually, you’re not sure anyone is.

This is Stark Tower, where the heaviest of the heavy shit apparently went down. A lot of it seems to be missing, or is lying in piles of rubble in the streets below. Here in the penthouse, there’s a ring of combat specialists with their backs to you. Two deep. All heavily armed, all the weapons pointing downwards at something on the floor.

And standing slightly to one side, looking all golden and glowing but also slightly like somebody just ate the last slice of his pizza, it’s the Asgardian god of thunder. Thor has his arms folded. He’s ludicrously huge, grimy from combat and his lips are pursed in an unmistakeable sign of upset, the famous hammer clasped loosely in one fist.

Despite the lack of activity, this place still feels like an active war zone. On instinct, you yell out: “Medic!” to announce your status and purpose  (and to avoid getting shot on sight).

Thor and a couple of the combat grunts turn to look at you. The nearest grunt jerks his head, motioning you forward, and he steps aside enough to let you through.

At the centre of the circle, Loki gives you the most venomous glare you’ve ever seen from any living thing, but he doesn’t move. He’s half-lying across a wrecked crater in the floor and he’s about as broken as you’ve ever seen anyone look without being actually scattered across the freeway in asymmetrical lumps. Even from this distance you can hear the air wheezing in and out as he breathes. That’s…not good.  

“He‘s not getting off on a technicality by crying prisoner maltreatment,” says Fury, from somewhere behind the wall of guns. “Check him out. Document every fucking busted fingernail. Sign the paperwork. And make sure he doesn’t die out of spite before we lock his ass up for good.”

“He won’t hurt you,” adds Thor, in a bass rumble that sounds like it’s echoing in a cave. “I won’t allow it.” From the floor, Loki makes an ugly noise between a laugh and a choke.

In war zones you’ve treated patients under fire. You’ve taken bullets while saving lives. You’ve dressed burns while the building next to you explodes. The focus must always be on the life under your hands - a steady brain goes with steady hands.

It’s harder to be calm now than it has ever been.

He’s just a patient. He’s just a patient.

Who is looking at you with the eyes of a rabid cat, glittering and feral and totally mad.

Just another patient.

You kneel down and reach out a hand to start the examination. His eyes narrow just a little, the bruised-looking skin around them creasing. Thor clears his throat, warningly, and Loki’s shoulders, which had been tensing for attack, slump back again. He lowers his head in grudging compliance and his long hair curtains his face. It’s only then you notice that he’s trembling all over, a tiny, almost invisible sign of strain.  

When you lay your hands on him it feels like a hum, the buzz of a million frantic bees in a hive. He makes a hissing sound which is probably meant to be threatening but sounds a lot more like misery as you start to examine him.

Alien he may be, but he’s close enough built to human to carry out the usual checks. Broken ribs. All of them. Collapsed lung, at least one. Dislocated shoulder, possible fracture. Skull intact, by some miracle. Internal bleeding, almost certainly, and judging by the way he’s holding himself it’s in the stomach. Check for sweat, chilled skin, oedema, patches of pooled blood beneath the skin. Your hands move swiftly, carefully, trained by years of practice to be thorough but gentle. There are old scars here as well as new. Loki snarls almost continually under his breath in a low mutter, but with no real strength behind the sound, like a bad-tempered but whipped circus tiger.

Just a patient.

You’re not sure when you pull out of your professional focus long enough to realise that Loki isn’t snarling at you anymore. He’s quiet. And he’s heavy.

Once when you were young you stayed for a summer with your cousins on their dude ranch. You helped them tend the horses. The horses had been big soft creatures built like armchairs, designed to be easy for city boys to handle. You remember picking out their hooves and cleaning the dirt from their flanks, and many times you’d almost been crushed by half a ton of horse deciding  you were doing a wonderful job and you would also make a great leaning post while they took a nap.

Loki is leaning against your shoulder now as you work, putting his full weight on you, just like one of those long-ago horses. The crazy eyes are closed, and his painful whistling breathing is levelling out, becoming quieter. You are uncomfortably reminded that it’s been a long day for him. Invasion, mass murder, defeat. It’ll take it out of a guy. Your hands move with less and less focus as you are distracted by the sheer absurdity of it all. Loki turns his forehead against your arm and seems to be dozing. The lines of his face smooth out, and just for a moment you can look past the crazy and just see him. Broken, pale, fucked-up beyond recognition, but beautiful. Like something that fell out of a fairytale, and not the monster either.

“He heals quickly,” says a quiet voice, and you look up to meet Thor’s eyes. You realise that you’re actually holding Loki in your arms, the pretence of examining him lost to you in favour of just hugging him close. Loki lolls against you, unconscious now and utterly trusting in that state. Thor looks down at him and adds, very sadly: “Do not mistake him. My brother is very dangerous.”

There is blood on Thor’s armour and you doubt that it belongs to either him or Loki. Thousands have died today. Your skin crawls. Against all sense you clutch more tightly onto Loki, as if by doing so you can prevent him from leaping up and becoming the uncontrollable demon he is. Because right here, right now, he’s just a patient. He’s helpless. And he’s yours.

“Will you sign the paperwork now.”

“Yes,” you say, as Thor gathers the limp form of New York’s destroyer into his arms and takes him from you. Your voice is hoarse, your throat constricted. “Yes. I will.”

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But you’re young, so you think what we do is all right. It’s not all right.

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sweet 18

A\N : So , Actually this is my first time writing for anything related to Thor. What brought me here that i guess i have such strong feeling for Loki , and i thought WHY NOT? I can give this a chance.

Hope you will enjoy it . Do not forget giving me a feedback , that is the only thing would help me continue.

Love you all , great people..

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Warnings :hurt!Loki X reader, angst, hurt and comfort, and a little fluff i guess

Words count : 1278 

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He was away, again. Another mission for S.H.I.E.L.D..                                           You still can not believe why were you a part of all of this and how, it seemed that the hole of your life was a bad dream and Loki was the only good thing in it.

No one can deny it is hard for you to understand what was all of this about, all of that conflict, harm and war. You can recognize that Loki had his mistakes, but still you saw the treatment he had was unfair..

Why he chose you? That was another thought digging your head to death, he is the prince and you are a young girl who the world rejected her.Maybe that was the reason he chose you, because of the unfair treatment of this life.

The waiting was killing you, What if a bad thing happened to him? That thought never left you. you came out from the balcony and back to the room, looking at yourself in the mirror and wondering what a special thing he found in you.

Another sigh escaped your lips, you felt like your soul was burning slowly when he was away, he loved you and he chose you at the time you hated yourself the most. He chose to take the responsibility for being with a ( kid ) like they said , you are only 18 and you are only human , but he is the prince and he is over 100 years old. 

*Dose this really matter ?*  You thought to yourself

You sighed again, getting yourself in bed while he comes back to you..

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You woke up on hearing a slight noise, even it was dark you were able to recognize Loki..

The thing is Loki was not the way you expected to see! Your worst nightmare just came true, he was hurt.Badly!                                                                      He was leaning his rocky body on the walls, so you ran to help him.

“ Loki..” You called in worry, still can not believe what was happening.

His body is getting heavier on yours,even with all of his trials to stand on his own.The normal pride issue,but at the end it was you..

His breath was heavy,his lungs were struggling for air and you can feel blood in the aria above his waist. You got him to the couch in silent and you ran to get the medical supplies you need to heal him.

You fought a lot of things as well , the burning ache in your heart on seeing him like that and the stream of tears falling down your checks, all of that just to save him even you actually did not know if the ordinary human ways can help the prince’s body to heal or not..

You were just a young and peaceful girl, you were barley understanding the avengers thing, but at that moment all you needed is to be brave enough to save your beloved man..

You came back as quick as possible, you lent beside him..putting your hand behind his nick and rising his head to place a small kiss mixed with tears on his forehead.That was your silent apologize about the pain you are going to cause him.

“ That is ok..” he managed to say between the shouts of pain, he wanted to make it easier for you.He really loved you and the past years witnesses on that

You started to take his armor off, he hissed every time you touched him, preventing ugly screams of pain.You stopped after this step, giving him a chance to take couple of breathes that would help him getting ready for the next shot of pain.

He closed his eyes,still breathing rapidly.His chest went up and down for million times like there was a revolution in it and his heart was not better.You looked at him-hesitated-with tears in your eyes and he looked back encouraging you to do it.

Taking deep breath hoping it would help controlling yourself , that was exactly what you manged to do.Then you gave the wound a proper look,and that was the last thing on earth you wanted to do..

Your unconscious mind took the lead for a while, your fingers passed a soft touch on his wound and then he hissed in pain.He was able to take it until..

Until..your lips placed a soft kiss on his wound

“Gahh..” a moan finally escaped his gathered teeth,announcing how desperate he was to have an end to this pain

On his scream,you finally got back to your mind.You never knew why did you do that? Having his blood on your lips and on your hands , you were only making this harder for both of you..Maybe it was a reaction to the wish of sharing his pain that was placed in the darkest place in your mind.

You tried to do your best, you got whatever medical supplies you thought it would cope up with the nature of his body, his body shook violently with every step and couple of moans forced themselves out of his lips every while..

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You finished it ! You did it..you saved your man, without any help of anyone.         Still, you were not able to believe it..you were giving the wound stilled                  -soulless- looks.

Loki was able to see that after he was -finally- able to get back to his normal process of breathing.

“ Y\N..” he called with lat power he had

Then you looked at him,tears in your eyes that turned to be rivers on your checks..

“No..” he said softly, like a hidden call for you to stop 

You were not able to feel what you did,the pain in your chest was killing you that voice in your head told you you have to end it..you were nearly going to smash you rips with your fist to get your heart out

“NO!” this time Loki screamed violently, while he held your hand with the last power he had

“ Why? Why do you have to suffer that amount of pain? Why cannot I share it with you?                                                                                                                If you deserve that stunning, immortal pain then I worth it as well..                         even more than you.                                                                                              I am a part of you since a year ago, actually i feel I am a part of you since birth    You can not get hurt that way, I die when you do..” you really broke and lost yourself at this point, him being hurt was killing you

“ I am fine! You made me fine..” he tried to say those words as strong as he could , while he grabbed you from the ground to set beside him

He cupped your face with his hands , forcing you to look at him.

“ Nothing in this world would take me from you..it was one time thing, a fight that goes wrong and i promise it would never happen again.                                     You need to be stronger,Y\N. You are the only person on the world for me now and I am the only person for you..                                                                          we need to be stronger for each other sake,so do not you ever lose yourself like this in front of me again” he said looking directly your eyes, helping you to get over what just happen

He thought about leaving you before, letting you back to your life that you maybe will not see a drop of blood in it..but he can not give on you or your pure love..

You agreed to his words in your way,as you placed a soft kiss on his dressed wound and even it was a little painful, it just made him smile to the sweet you..