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I’ll stay
Divorced dad! Loki x female reader
18+ | contains smut, angst - Loki and reader are divorced and share a child
“Okay, okay, I’m coming now, alright, bye” you sighed as you hung up the phone, daring a glance into the restaurant at your date, awkwardly twiddling his thumbs as he waited for you to come back inside. Another sigh escaped you as you caught a glimpse of yourself in the reflection. Tired eyes were hidden behind layers of mascara and eyeshadow. Your frown masked by the rouge tint you had haplessly rubbed onto your lips. Your eyes wandered down to your dress. You looked good overall, there was no denying that. You ran your hands down your sides, taking a deep breath before plastering on a smile and heading back inside.
“Y/n, is everything alright?” He asked, trying to hide his elation at the fact you had returned until he saw you reaching for the jacket you had draped behind your chair when you first arrived.
“I’m so sorry but I’ve got to go, it’s an emergency” you apologised earnestly “it’s Sienna, she’s not feeling well and she’s asking for me” you explained, putting your jacket on.
“Isn’t she with her dad?”
“Yes” you nodded “but—”
“So she’s fine, have another glass of wine” he insisted, gesturing to the chair you just tucked in.
“I can’t, I—” you tried to excuse “I’ll call you okay” you rushed out, turning around before heading out of the restaurant and hailing a taxi.
“She’s sleeping now” Loki spoke, opening the door as you stepped inside.
“So why did you call me?” You huffed as you entered, Loki closing the door behind you as you breathed in through your nose smelling that familiar aftershave.
“I was unsure if she’d settle without your presence. Besides, I didn’t know it’d take you so long to arrive” Loki added almost bitterly as he took you in.
“I was on the other side of the city” you shrugged “I was on a date” you admitted, surprising even yourself at the confession.
“Oh, I see” Loki spoke, almost dejectedly as he looked away from you. “How was it?” He decided to ask, looking back up at you.
“Short” you stated, ignoring the pang of what could only be stupidly described as guilt that evaded you.
“My apologies” Loki replied, glancing away before his eyes met yours again. “You look” he paused “good”
“Thank y—” you began.
“You always look good” he seemingly huffed to himself at the thoughtless compliment. “You look beautiful y/n” he interrupted.
“Thank you” you smiled chastely as a conspicuous pause filled the space between you both. Doting eyes boared into yours as you swallowed thickly, unable to tear your gaze away from Loki’s. His stare was primal, lustful, almost charged as you took a sharp breath, trying to forget the fact that you hadn’t been laid in almost a year and that Loki had that familiar aftershave on.
“Don’t look at me like that” you finally broke the silence.
“Like what?” He almost smirked.
“Loki you love me” you frowned.
“Y/n” Loki halted “I adore you” he expressed.
“Stop” you shook your head, willing the tears that were now brimming in your eyes to stop. You didn’t know whether they were from your lack of blinking after staring at him or the emotions coursing through you.
“I’m truly enamored” he continued to your chagrin as he stepped towards you “you bewitch me. You—”
“Stop!” You raised your voice.
“I can’t let you go y/n, why can’t I quit you?”
“You already have Loki, you let me go the moment you—”
“Tell me you don’t love me” he dared.
“Loki I—” you stopped, your lip beginning to quiver as a tear escaped you.
“Tell me you don’t love me” he murmured, kissing the tear away from your cheek “and I’ll stop.”
Your knees felt weak beneath you as his lips met the bare skin of your neck as he pushed your jacket off of your shoulders. Tender kisses met behind your ear as you held your breath, eyes falling closed. “Tell me you don’t love me anymore y/n” he whispered, kissing your earlobe “please” he almost begged, unable to restrain himself, the only thing able to stop him being your words.
“I-I” you stuttered, melting against Loki as his lips met yours.
You were quick to deepen the kiss, your tongue moving against his as his arms wrapped around you. He felt perfect against you. You barely broke for breath, kissing him passionately as you pushed him back against the couch, Loki pulling you down with him. You straddled him, hips moving to and fro above him as your body ached for more. You could feel him hardening beneath you as you practically ripped his shirt off of him, your lips meeting the warmth of his skin. You ran your hands across his torso, your nails lightly scratching him as you kissed his neck, moving lower. You moved down the couch, almost hanging off of it as your fingers undone his belt.
“Slow down” Loki jested as you kissed across his lower abdomen, pulling his boxers down.
“Shut up” you snapped, freeing his erection as Loki’s eyes fell closed.
“Fuckk” he exhaled, relaxing as you kissed the tip before taking it into your mouth. Your hand moved across his length in light strokes as you flicked your tongue around the head of his cock, eliciting a quiet moan from him. His hand found the back of your head, guiding your movements gently as he hit the back of your throat. You continued, your head moving up and down before Loki tried to push you away. He was close.
Wordlessly, you straddled him again, lifting your dress as Loki pushed your panties to the side, helping you lower yourself against him.
“Lokiii” you mewled as he filled you to the hilt, his cock throbbing against your walls.
“Just like that” Loki spoke through gritted teeth, thrusting up inside of you as you bounced above him.
“Fuckk” you moaned, trying to stay quiet as he fucked you.
“Taking me so well” he praised, looking up at you through hooded eyes “good girl, that’s my good fucking girl.”
“Ughh, I—I’m soo—” you moaned.
“I know, I know” Loki rasped, jaw clenched as he continued thrusting.
Your eyes met. You had to look away.
“I’m gonna cum” you cried, eyes closed tightly as your breaths grew heavier.
“Fuck!” Loki hollered, his orgasm hitting him as he came inside of you, his seed oozing out as your walls tightened around him.
As you floated down from your high, you eventually looked down at Loki.
“I don’t, Loki” you shook your head, Loki’s eyes pleading for you not to continue. “I don’t love you, not now, not anymore.” You sniffled, unsure whether or not you believed yourself.
“You’ll stay? Tonight?” Loki asked, voice quiet.
“Yeah” you nodded “I’ll stay.”
<<it’s been a while since I’ve written << and a boy called me good girl the other day << I hope you enjoyed!!
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That's It, We're Moving Back To Asgard
Your daughter gets teased mercilessly, and the aftermath. What did you expect when her father is Loki?
Loki would just make the best dad I think.Finally back to thinking about my favorite man, Loki!
Really, darling, it's all in the wrist." Loki chuckled, flipping yet another of your incredibly expensive dishes into the air. He easily caught the dish in his other hand.
"I believed you the first time, Loki." You snatched the plate from his hands before he could start spinning it on his finger like a basketball. Loki's eyes sparkled with mischief, and as you turned to put the plate back in the cabinet, he reached for another and began spinning it on his index finger.
"You act as if I'm going to drop one of your precious,"
Crash.
You stiffened at the telltale sound of glass hitting the floor. Slowly you closed the cabinet door and turned to glare at your husband. Loki raised his eyes reluctantly from the floor to meet yours.
"Odinson, I swear," Your face tightened, and you propped your hands on your hips.
"Darling," He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, but before you could open your mouth the front door flew open. Jumping at the sound, you turned just in time to see a familiar flash of black fly up the stairs. Sharing a look with your husband, you darted up the stairs to your daughter's room. Leaning your ear against the door, you heard the sound of soft crying. You didn't have to look over your shoulder to know that Loki was right behind you.
"Sohvi?" You called softly, gently knocking on the door. The crying stopped.
"Go away, please." Your heart broke at the watery whimper coming from the other side of the door. You turned to look up at Loki in concern. He leaned closer to the door.
"Sohvi, love, open the door." You heard the shuffle of feet and stepped back when the door opened.
Daddy's girl.
You smiled to yourself at the thought, a smile that quickly fell from your lips. Sohvi stared up at you both for several moments with wide puffy eyes. Her lip quivered and with a whimper she shuffled forward and weakly reached for her father. Loki quickly scooped her into his arms. Wrapping her arms tightly around his neck she buried her face into his chest and sobbed.
Your heart seized at the mournful sound as you followed Loki into the room. He sat on the bed and rocked your daughter back and forth. Kneeling by the bedside, you combed your fingers soothingly through her hair and looked up at Loki with furrowed brows. He shook his head and kissed the crown of her head. After a while her tears subsided, and she turned in Loki's arms to reach for you.
"Oh, sweetheart." You wrapped her in your arms and hugged her tightly. You cradled her as best as you could while trying to maneuver the both of you back onto the bed. Loki wrapped his arm around your side, and you kissed the crown of your daughter's head. "Sohvi, honey, what's wrong?" You said quietly against her hair. Sohvi sniffed and pulled back to look at you with watery eyes.
"Why don't they like me?" Your heart broke.
"Why doesn't who like you, pet?" Loki's hand came to rest on her small back.
"The other kids." Wiping her nose with her sleeve, Sohvi hung her head with another whimper. Loki's eyes shot up to meet yours.
"I'm not a freak, I'm not!" She flung herself back into your arms with a loud sob. Over her head you watched as Loki's eyes darkened.
"No, Sohvi, no you're not." You said simply, running your fingers through her dark hair. She pulled back to look at you with fierce determination.
"Then why do they call me that?"
"Because you are above them." Loki's words came out coldly. Sohvi sniffed and turned to look at him.
"Really?" Her voice sounded hopeful. Raising a brow, you placed your hands over her ears and narrowed your eyes at him.
"Loki," You lowered your voice. "Now's not the time to be instilling our daughter with a god complex." You chose to avoid the sour look he gave you over your daughter's head and instead rested your hands on the sides of her face.
"Sohvi," You began gently, tilting her head up to meet your eyes. "You're a very special little girl, and sometimes, others don't understand that." Smiling softly, you brushed a strand of hair out of her eyes. "Do you understand, sweetie?" Sohvi sniffed and shook her head.
"Not really, but okay." You sighed and wrapped your arms tightly around her.
"You just keep being the sweet, special little girl you've always been, alright?" Sohvi nodded and pressed herself further into your chest.
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"Who do they think they are, tormenting my child!" Loki spat, throwing his shoe across the room. Sohvi had fallen asleep several hours ago, and now it was your turn to be getting ready for bed. With a sigh, you turned down the blankets and climbed into bed.
Loki shoved his hand roughly through his hair and furiously paced back and forth across the room. Folding your arms, you watched him intently.
"That's it, we're moving to Asgard." You straightened as he came to a standstill at the foot of the bed.
"Wait, what?" You leaned forward. Loki shook his head in determination and turned towards the dresser.
"We should have moved there a long time ago." You winced as he gripped the sides of the dresser, and you heard the sound of cracking wood.
"Darling, what would that accomplish?" You pushed back the covers and slid out of the bed. Coming to stand behind Loki, you wrapped your arms around his waist and rested your chin on his shoulder.
"She'd be amongst her people."
"I really don't think we'd receive a very warm welcome on Asgard right now." You said gently, running your hands down his arms to rest on his hands.
"Meaning?" His voice was tight.
"You know exactly what I mean."
"It might be easier in Asgard." Loki sighed.
"Children are children everywhere, my love." You brushed your thumb over his knuckles. Loki relaxed and turned to lean against the dresser, drawing you into his chest.
"They wouldn't dare tease a princess of Asgard."
"Let's discuss it later." You murmured, rising on tiptoe to nip at his jaw. Loki groaned, and his hands came to rest on your hips. "We'll go to the principle and have a talk." Wrapping your arms around his neck, you ran your nose slowly over his jumping pulse point and came to rest on the balls of your feet. "Don't think I've forgotten the last time we were in the principal's office." Loki's lips twitched and he tightened his hold on your hips.
"I seem to recall that you had your way with me as soon as we entered this very room, my pet." His voice lowered to a growl.
"Hm." You grinned and ran your hands across his shoulders. "Wanna give me a summary of what I can look forward to after our next visit?" You smirked up at him playfully, earning a raised eyebrow from your husband. Hooking his hands behind your knees, Loki easily lifted you into his arms. Locking your legs around his waist, you ran a hand through his hair as he pressed a reverent kiss to your collar bone before tilting his head back to meet your eyes.
"I'm not winning this discussion, am I?" He raised a brow and smirked. You returned the gesture and tightened your grip on his hair.
"Not unless you want a beautiful case of blue balls."
"You wouldn't dare, you minx." His eyes narrowed.
"Oh, my love, I think we both know, I'd dare a lot of things." You squealed as he tossed you onto the bed. Loki rested a knee on the edge of the bed and gave you a wicked grin.
"I'm sorry I can't give you a summary, my love, unfortunately I don't do anything in halves." He said in a low voice.
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Hiii, i was wondering if you could do some headcanons about Loki x femenine reader, who have a child together, i just like the thought of them being a family. I love your writting also <3
Of course!
Loki x fem reader with a child
The very few months we’re his favorite, he loved watching his baby sleep and warp it’s little hand around his finger
Was very attentive to you both, brushed your hair for you and took the child for you to shower
Buys tons and tons of tiny socks because he doesn’t know self control
When the baby starts teething he lets it sucking on his fingers because they feel cool and nice
Lots of group naps because when the baby sleeps everyone else does
You and Loki go on walks together every weekend, Loki wears those body strap baby carriers
You braid Loki’s hair because the baby always tries to pull on his hair
Will tease you about the baby say dada before mama
He will cry on the first day of kindergarten more than your child and you
"You know they’re coming back right?"
"That’s still my baby!"
Takes you on nice dates every once in a while if there is someone to baby, you trust
Thor is the worst because he keeps bringing things a child should not play with
"Loki he can’t have a sword!"
"You think I don’t know that?!"
Builds pillow forts and then magics them up to look realistic
The baby mimics your moves and goes running to Loki when he gets home to show him what you did all day
When the baby is sick he’s so stressed it’s not even funny, he can’t sleep or eat until the little one gets better
Floats the baby around just to mess with you and give you mini heart attacks
"Are you trying to kill me?!"
"Nah we die together"
When you get dressed up both him and the baby are just mesmerized
They are your number one fans
"Mommy looks beautiful doesn’t she?"
Loki’s favorite thing is when you and the baby lay on top of him and nap, it’s just comfortable weight
Halloween is crazy because you want to try every cute little outfit on your baby and Loki takes lots of photos
Overall Loki loves his little family, and appreciates every small thing about you both
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Hi there!!
If Loki had a child, do you personally see him with a daughter or a son ? 🤗
Do you think (your) Loki would be a great father ?
Hey! I'm actually not sure...I don't really think of my Lokis as dads very often but let's just take my Avenger! Loki as first pick 😁
My brain automatically goes for son. I get the feeling that it would be initially unplanned, or that he thought he'd be cool about it but actually pulls a bit of a Chandler/Monica situation when he finds out.
But I think he would be a wonderful dad. Definitely 'the fun one' much to YNs dismay. GoM card, 'he gets it from his father' *wink* gets pulled a lot when baby is a mischievous bean.
Having said that - Loki doesn't need a lot of sleep and therefore is always up in the night when needed. No dark shadows under mummas eyes! He bonds very deeply with the baby, and it opens up a fierce new side of him. He's not as concerned with himself anymore, but the welfare of the unit. His family. ❤️
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Forevermore
Dad Loki x child/teen yn (gender neutral)
Uncle Thor x teen yn
Just a bunch of fluff <3
Loki had met you on his first trip to Midgard. Although you were just a child, you were working with the avengers. You had powers that could let you heal people, so you worked with the other doctors in the medical wing.
Even though you spent all your time helping them, none of them cared for you like a parent would.
That was until Loki came. It was obvious to everyone that he had a soft spot for you. He watched over you and became the father figure you didn't have.
As soon as he got the chance, he adopted you and took you to Asgard. The two of you live together in the castle.
He'd help you learn lessons and how to control your magic. He made sure you felt like you belonged.
Loki is extremely overprotective of you. If anyone talked bad about you, He'd start yelling at them. No one is going to get away with hurting his child.
The two of you are inseparable. He makes sure you know how much he loves and cares for you.
His love language is quality time with you. If he could he'd spend every single second of his life next to you. Although Loki doesn't often show his love through touch, he holds your hand frequently.
By the time you were a teen, Ragnarok was starting and Loki took you to Midgard. Even if you argue that you can help, he refuses to let you. "I just don't want you to get hurt" he defends himself.
So the two of you go to Midgard anastay in a small apartment Thor had bought. The avengers didn't fully trust Loki yet, so they refused to let him stay in the compound.
Loki's schedule for the day was: make and eat breakfast, drop yn off at school, go to work, pick yn up, and get dinner.
Although he was annoyed by his new lifestyle, He was happy you both were safe and that you got to spend weekends together.
When Thor got back, you all moved to "new Asgard" and lived in a nice house together. Thor was delighted by the fact he was an uncle and treated you like his own child.
He'd take you out for ice cream, would introduce you to all his friends, and would teach you how to play video games.
When Thor was reunited with Jane, you had offered to use your powers on her. After a while of their begging her, she agreed.
After healing her, you were very exhausted and slept for a week while Loki and Thor took care of you as if you really were royalty. To them you were.
The four of you finally got your happy ending as a normal family. Thor and Jane now had each other, and you knew you'd always have Loki.
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Narvi, my son. You are my truth and I love you. No matter what may happen I want you to always have the freedom to be yourself. I want you to be proud of the person you are, and I want you to know that I love you for the person you are.
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Try Again | Loki x OC
Chapter 1 - (Next Chapter) -(Chapter List) - (Main Masterlist)
Summary: Enjoying a holiday in Greece until a dreadful call changes it all...
Note: Ohhh I've posted it! okay, first of all, I am open to making a tag list to those interested, just tell me in the comments and I'll put you in. Two, this is the fastest fic i've finished and to me that's astonishing because as you may notice, most of my fics take me months to complete and in finishing this in a few nights is a feat to me. And third, understand that i am going back to class on Monday and thus i might not have as much time to update this as much but i promise i will be working on it and have patience with me. I am unreliable in consistency but I can promise results, even if the time is indefinite. The second chapter is in the works so bear with me and i hope you enjoy!
The sun rests low on the horizon, slowly dipping down amongst the waves. It turns the water a gorgeous shade of gold and the sky flies past in a flurry of bright and brilliant colours. Though as slow as the bright star sinks, it still let off a bit of heat. A welcoming warmth caressing the tanning skin of those still out, enjoying the last rays of the day before heading inside to avoid the chill night.
A child plays in the sand. Building castles of great architecture and collects shells and rocks of all forms and sizes, anything piquing his interests really. A bucket sat beside him and in it rests all his collected treasures. He uses some of the colourful shells and stones to decorate his castle, giving it colour amongst the muted tones of sand.
His mother sits not far from him, basking in the last of the heated rays before the inevitable task of packing up for the day. She watches her boy, clad only in his swim trunks, unruly obsidian curls bouncing at every movement as he fiddles and plays with his toys in sand.
A warm yet solemn smile painted her thin lips as she watched over her young one, seeing features oh so similar to her husbands. From his ivory skin and up to his emerald eyes, their son was but a copy of his father. The spitting image save for the too few features he had of her, like the scattered bloom of freckles that decorated the bridge of his small nose and cheeks.
He also seems to have gotten mannerisms eerily similar that of his father, despite the brief and few memories he had of him in their short time. The pick at his hands and furrow that would rest on his brows whenever he was confused or sad was just so like her husbands. It brought an overwhelming need to be protect him from the dangers of the world, but she knew that as he grew, she won’t be able to protect him from everything and the best she could do was to teach him how to protect himself. But as of now, she would do just about everything to keep him safe.
Just as the sun began to descend the horizon, the boy abruptly stood up and walked over to where his mother lay beneath an umbrella, clutching tight on the offering he wished to show his mother.
‘Mama!’ he called out as he reached near her.
‘Yes, my darling?’ she replies warmly.
‘Wook at what I found mama’ he urged for her to look once he reached the tail end of her towel, plopping down on her lap, causing her to grunt at the sudden weight while he thrusts his hands to her face, the offering in question presented. She moves to sit up, the young boy still in her lap as she adjusted her position and lifts her Ray-Ban’s to her head so to properly see whatever it was he so wanted her to well, see.
In his small hands, lay a green sea stone. Big enough to dwarf the small hands of a child like his own yet still small in the eyes of others. It rests softly in her son’s palms, smooth surfaced, and tinted seafoam, she understood why it would pick at her son’s interest.
‘That is beautiful love’ she praises, earning a prideful look from the little boy, his chest puffing out as his grin stretched much like a Cheshire cat. It earned a hearty chuckle from the mother, watching her son’s actions. Joyous and confident, much like how his father was before.
‘May I?’ she asked and once a nod was returned, she plucked the stone from his hands, holding it up to the sky. She hoped that what was left of the day was enough for the light to pass through the translucent glass and it did. The stone glowed bright like the waters before them.
A look of awe shaped the boy’s face, his mouth hung open as he stared at the rock, but the mother’s gaze only strayed for a bit before turning back to her son. The look on his face made every hardship worth it and yet again, it brought another wide grin to her face.
Pressing a quick kiss to his temples, she gave the rock back to him and still, he stared at it as if it contained magic. Taking the moment with his attention pre-occupied, she brushed away the sands stuck to his skin, from his face to his pale torso, she brushed away as much as she could, but the rest would have to be washed away when they get back to their room.
Speaking of which, she glanced at the sun, the sky a canvas of pinks, oranges and violets as the sun sunk down low enough and it now meant that it was time for them to pack up and head back inside.
Her gaze lingered in the horizon until a tiny voice called her back.
‘Mama’ the child called for her.
‘Yes dear?’
‘Do you think papa would wike this?’ he asked, turning her attention back to him. There had been few and brief times that his father was asked about and often this was the question asked. The other times he’d ask were always of his father’s character. Stories of the man were told and a picture of him was kept among the boy’s things as a remembrance, but it had been a long while since he’s asked of him again.
She stared at the orbs identical to her son’s fathers and she couldn’t help but think of him. His charming smile, his careful touch, his loving gaze, and intoxicating smell. She longed to be back in his once safe arms, but she couldn’t, and that truth is to be accepted.
‘Yes he would luv’ she answers. The truth was, knowing her husband, he’d love anything and everything their little boy gave him. From a card on Father’s Day and his birthdays down to a piece of cereal the boy had been eating, the man would have been grateful for anything his boy gave him.
‘Bwilliant’ he murmurs, and she just knows he will keep it safely stashed amongst the other things he thinks his father would like. It warmed her heart to have a son so kind and giving. It made her proud that he was growing up to be as so and she just hoped her husband would be as well.
‘Alright darling, we have to go pack up now. Go get your stuff and then we can go back to the room so you can have a bath and then dinner’ she explains to the young boy, tucking away the curtain of curls that hid his face behind his ears before cupping his cheek and giving his little button nose a kiss, causing him to giggle in her hold, his face scrunching up. ‘Alright?’
‘Okay mama’ he nodded to her command and set off to get his toys and treasures from the sand. Watching him pick up his stuff, she began to pack up as well. Tidying up the drinks and towel she had brough and place them in her bag before brushing off the bit of sand that stuck to her skin before putting on the blue summer dress atop her swimsuit for when they head back to their room.
The boy trudged back to her with a heavy bucket in hand and his kiddie camera slung around his neck. The bucket nearly overfilled with all the stones and shells he collected, along with the beach toys he used to make the castle.
Dropping it with a heavy grunt, the boy huffed and puffed at the exertion, causing his mother to stifle a laugh yet still a sound managed to escape, her hand immediately flying to muffle the sound but seeing it went unnoticed, she relaxed and dropped it.
‘A bit heavy love?’ she asks.
‘A wot heavy’ he says, emphasizing the word like a true drama king. Wonder who he got that from?
‘Alright. Now, do you want to wear a shirt before we go back?’ she asks, offering him the top he wore earlier.
‘No tank you’ he declines, shaking his head.
‘Alrighty then’ she puts his shirt back in the bag before slinging it on her left shoulder and picking up the castle shaped bucket (which did weigh a lot, no wonder her son panting) with her left hand. Her right: out in offering for the young boy to hold as they slowly walked back to their hotel.
‘Did you have fun today?’ the mother asked as the walked along the beach.
‘Yes! Yes! Yes!’ he shouted in enthusiasm, jumping up and down. The mother could only smile at the boy’s joyous behaviour, glad that she could give him fun memories to look back on.
The rest of their walk was filled with conversation about what the new thing’s he discovered about the sea life, the castle he so artistically constructed and the promise of coming back here another day and by the time they reached the lobby of the resort, the mother could see how the exhaustion of the day was taking a toll on her little boy.
‘Ahh, Miss Ackland’ Mr Birch, the evening manager greeted from behind the reception ‘good day I presume?’ he questions, noting how tuckered out her normally energetic son was started to sag against her. With a brief glance to the boy and a small chuckle, she nodded.
‘Yes, it was good day. Especially for this one’ she replies, rubbing a thumb over the hand in her grasp, hoping to at least rouse the child until he’s eaten dinner.
The man chuckles a bit, seeing how unresponsive the boy is to her attempts. ‘My, the young tyke seems real knackered.’ he comments with an accent much like her own yet the way the words flow so smoothly would have anyone wrapped in a trance,
‘Yah well, all day out in the beach seems to do that’ she responds politely.
‘Well, best not keep you from your young one and leave you to it. Have a nice evening miss.’ he bids her well off with a gentle smile that would leave any woman with a common-sense to a puddle, yet she has her immunity, and she power through with it.
‘Actually, would you mind sending some food to our room in 15, 20 minutes? We haven’t had the chance to get some dinner and I’m hoping to feed at least a little into him before he’s off for the night.’ She requests of the manager, really wishing to at least have her boy a few bites before going dead to the world.
‘Certainly miss.’ He dutily responds, already picking up a phone to call the kitchen ‘Just the usual ma’am?’ he asks of the meal, turning to her with the phone to his ear.
‘Yes, that would be lovely. Thank you Mr. Birch’ she says with a kind grin, faintly hearing his conversation as mother and son walked away.
‘Yes, to the Amphitrite suite in fifteen minutes… Thank you’.
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Once the pair arrived back to their room, the sun had finally set, casting a now dark canvas, littered with twinkling stars, though it went unnoticed to the weary boy who had let go of his mothers’ hand as soon as they entered and dropped with a thud on the chalk white cushions once he was near enough while his mother, Ms. Ackland, relieved herself of the heavy weight she had been trudging since the beach.
‘Leo’ she called to the boy softly, opting to not chastise the young one when he was already weary. ‘Come on darling. Quick bath and some dinner then off to bed, sleepy head’
‘But I’m not sleepy’ he whined, an indicator of his true predicament, even as he refuses.
‘Well, a quick wash and some supper then’ she bargained even though she knew he’d out like a light by halfway through dinner and when she received no response, she added ‘and we’ll also wash up the shells and rocks you collected, and you can sort through them after.’ And with that, his head shot up, his curls bobbing as he ran (well more speed walk than run) with what energy he had left to her side, awaiting for her instructions and wanting to get his bucket of treasures so he could wash them.
With the young one finally clean and sand free, dressed in his favourite dark blue pyjamas, they set off to the sitting room portion of the suite, just in time for room service to arrive with their supper. Since Leo had his attention to his rocks and shells (fully washed and draining on a colander borrowed from the hotel), his mother was the one that had gone to get the food, still wearing her blue summer dress since there wasn’t enough time for her to get cleaned herself but she planned on doing so after her little boy had gone to bed.
She thanked the room service and closed the door of the suite before fixing up the plate of food and brought it to where little Leo was pre-occupied, seemingly sorting the rocks by colour and size on the towel laid out before him while he let the shells dry out in the colander a little bit longer. She sat beside him, setting the plate a good distance away from his work area and began to feed her little man.
The rest of that time had been quiet, save for the thud of rocks on the whitewashed coffee table and the occasional murmur to open his mouth so the mother could feed him bites of the pork Souvlaki. In between bites, she’d offer her opinion, helping out a bit on his activity but not once has he said anything. Only responding in nods and a shake of his head, another symptom of his fatigue and true to her word, with the plate half cleared, she noticed the lack of hands working through the rocks and a weight leaning on her. Turning her head, she found the boy sound asleep, a rock he had been looking at still in his grasp but the lack of movement and the slow and steady breaths he let out was enough for her to know.
Pushing the plate aside, she carded a hand through his curls, making him curl up more beside her and all that did was take her back to when it was her husband that did the same thing. Head on her lap, she would comb through his raven locks and all that would do was press a face farther onto her stomach, arms wrapping around her waist so he could pull her closer.
This was most endearing when she has pregnant. Her beloved would whisper to her belly in a hushed tone. Her hand, as always, in his head of hair and when her nails would start to scratch at his scalp, a content sigh always left him before he burrowed in the warm mass of her stomach.
Thinking back, those were near the last good moments she had of just the two of them. A loving husband, doting and caring to his beloved wife as the two prepared the arrival of their little one. So cheery and full of life, once was he and now all she could help but do is miss those moments, let alone the man he was back then.
After a small while, the mother took the boy in her arms and having done this so many times before, it was an instant that the boy instinctively wraps himself in his mothers’ hold, arms circling her neck, legs locking behind her as he laid his little head to her chest, right over where her heart beat a rhythm that often lulled him to sleep. She planted a kiss at the top of his head, right on his unruly curls at she took him to the bedroom.
Laying him down in the middle of the queen-sized bed, she laid with him for a bit to make sure he would no longer stir before carefully untangling herself from his hold. She propped some of the pillows beside him, just to make sure he wouldn’t move to far to edge and fall and covered him with his blankie before deciding it was enough and she left the room, shutting the door quietly.
Taking a survey of the suite, she figured on tidying up and finishing what was left of supper before taking a shower herself, wanting to be rid of the day’s clothes and into her own pyjamas while she indulged on some wine in the balcony.
Nearly giddy at the thought, she set off in doing so and half an hour later, she emerges from the ensuite in fresh clothes, warmed somewhat by a thin green cardigan she put over.
The mother then set off to the kitchenette where a good bottle of wine chilled in the mini fridge. Now without any distractions or hesitation, she took a wine glass the concierge so kindly provided, and poured herself a hearty amount, tasting the aged, fermented juice and relishing at the thought of getting lost from her head for a few hours after a glass or two.
With the glass near empty, it was then that she remembered that she hasn’t even touched her phone nearly the whole day and seeing it sat on the counter, with a quick reach, she had it in her hand. She wasn’t surprised of the lack of notifications, so she set it down and finished the last of her glass’s contents. What did surprise her though was the call that connected a minute later, the familiar name on the ID catching her unexpectedly.
She answered the call before it dropped, wanting to hear from the man after a while of no contact.
‘Thor’ she starts, putting the phone to her ear as she poured herself another glass. ‘Long time’
‘Yeah, um. It has, hasn’t it?’ his deep voice grumbles through the phone’s speaker.
‘Five months to be exact’ she clarifies, bringing the glass to her lips and takes a sip.
‘Sorry, it’s just…’ he started to explain himself, but she cuts him off.
‘No. Don’t, don’t do that. Don’t say that. I could have called but I didn’t, and I am as much to blame’ she clarifies, regretting making the comment when she didn’t want to take apologies when she was just as much at fault as he was.
‘Right, alright. Um, where’s little Leo?’ he asks, diverting the conversation to the boy so to get out of that uncomfortable subject.
‘Ohh, he’s already in bed. Sorry. Had a long day’.
‘Wow, that early. It’s just a little before nine. Usually, he’d still be very active. Well from what I can remember that is.’ The blond man chuckles, remembering the nights he’d spend with the very energetic child.
‘Actually, it’s about ten before 11 here.’
‘Her- Wudduya mean here? Aren’t you in town?�� the man asks, clearly very confused and he sounds it and that is her fault.
‘Ohh, were in Santorini on holiday. Sorry, I haven’t informed anyone really and I would have you but-’ you haven’t called, and I couldn’t make the call myself the last bit went unsaid but the both of them knew.
‘Oh, okay. Alright.’ He pauses for a while, leaving a pregnant silence to fill until he did. ‘Well, is it good there?’
‘Very’ she responds immediately, uncomfortable by that gap. ‘it’s beautiful. The water, the architecture, the culture, the people, it’s absolutely wonderful.’ She describes, looking to the balcony where there was a perfect view of the sea. ‘Leo’s enjoying himself too. Playing in the beach all day, making sandcastles and he collects shells and rocks that take his interest and earlier he went about to sorting them, but the little man fell asleep halfway into dinner. Too worn out from the day to even finish his sorting.’ She giggles a bit, remembering how the little boy looked all curled up beside her.
‘Seems like you’re having a good time.’ The man responds, a bit despondent but she didn’t hear that.
‘We are.’ She says with a bit of pride ‘we are’ she repeats though this time she’s uncertain and dejected because a part of her is guilty. For actually having a good time and without the man she loves. And another part.. just wants him. To be here with them. To enjoy this with them but, we can’t have all we want now can we.
She faintly heard someone talking, someone angry and that was followed by the sound of the phone shuffling before she heard Thor again.
‘Sorry Em, could you hold for a minute?’ he requests, and she answers back yes but before she could ask anymore, he mutes.
She put the phone on speaker and set it down, taking a gulp of her wine and as promised, after a minute, he came and called her back.
‘I’m back. You still there?’
‘Yah’ she manages before swallowing her drink ‘still here. Everything alright?’ she asks, wondering who it was that was so angry (though she should have known).
‘Yeah. Everything’s just fine’ he replies, sounding out breath.
‘You sure?’
‘Yeah, absolutely. Terrific’ he says with far too much cheer, it annoyed her enough to know it was fake.
‘Thor.’ She says firmly, setting her glass down the marble counter ‘What’s going on?’ she demands sternly, using the voice she rarely would use to chastise Leo with when on bad behaviour, not wanting some half-arsed answer.
Again, a long of silence stretched on until with a heavy sigh, he began.
‘He’s in hospital again.’ He confesses and she shakes her head, knowing well who he meant. Irritated was she, evidently enough to pick up her glass and divide its contents into half.
‘He’s always in hospital’ she replies after swallowing, swirling the liquid around the glass and she watches in fascination, wanting to get her head from what he just said.
‘No. This is different.’ He presses, knowing the times he’s said this before were for minor and abrasive accounts.
‘What do you mean?’ she pesters, her voice now wobbly as a burst of possibilities swirled in her head.
‘He um- ‘he stops himself, swallowing the hard pill because knowing her, telling her this would only tear her apart. ‘He rang me earlier.’ That enough was a giveaway that something was wrong, the severity was the only missing piece. ‘He was in pain, and he could barely let out anything before he dropped the phone and groaned in agony.’ Her breathing hitched then, tears welling her eyes while her hand flew to her mouth. ‘I got to him as soon as I could, and when I found him, he was on the floor, in pain’ He hated repeating that but all he could do was relay the accounts of what happened as it was still all so fresh and hope he could filter it as much as possible. ‘I called for an ambulance and tried to get him to tell me what was happening, but he couldn’t even respond’ he chokes, remembering the sight and it flashes before his eyes, as if he was reliving the whole painful ordeal again.
Emma on the other hand, had tears quietly running her cheeks, hand still tightly clasped to her mouth for fear she would let out a sob that would not only alert Thor but Leo as well. Her mind ran rampant, creating images and images of her pained husband, lying helplessly in pain on the floor, asking for help to no one because of his solitude. Not knowing if he there was anyone coming at all.
Guilt held a tighter grip on her breaking heart as her mind convinced herself that it was her fault that he was alone. She should have been there. She shouldn’t have left. She should have taken care of him and maybe he wouldn’t be where he was if it she had just stayed and cared for him. But she didn’t and she wasn’t there when he was helplessly lying on the ground, wondering if the last thing he’d see was the dirt and bottles that undoubtedly littered the floors around him instead of his beloved wife and darling son.
She swallowed back the sob itching to escape her lips, desperate on not making a sound.
Her mind was taking a turn in the labyrinth it already was, taking her to unknown ends of painful scenarios her unyielding mind procures when she still doesn’t have the pieces to the whole story.
A creep of silence then went on for the benefit of both. Time for them to compose themselves before the once boisterous man continued.
‘The ambulance-’ he begins once more, though demurely ‘-arrived quickly. And they took him to the hospital immediately, seeing the state he was. Even the doctors didn’t know what was happening to him, but they gave him morphine for the pain.’ He somewhat assures and it relieves her a bit knowing he wasn’t in pain anymore. ‘They let him rest for a bit before they took him for tests. He’s resting now though. They’re keeping him for the night under observation but there was talk that the stay might be indefinite until they figured out what was wrong. Just in case another attack happened but you know him’ he teases lightly, not wanting to drown in the dampening mood this whole conversation, hell this whole ordeal has taken and neither did she so, she appreciates the lightening.
And she also knew what he meant. Her husband hated hospitals. Even stepping one foot inside churned his insides enough and being a patient? We’ll she knew enough to give her an idea of what happened.
It didn’t help her to think of his reaction to being told that he had to stay the night. Scared as he might have already been, the prospect of staying even longer undoubtedly terrified him and thus she concluded that he refused the longer stay.
Thinking of it, the only time he was at some sort of ease while in the hospital was when they took baby Leo for his newborn check up and even then he was anxious. The check-up had been a necessary. Just to assure the new parents that their little one was alright and properly checked on since a homebirth lacked that formality. The man himself had been the one to insist on the homebirth and Emma didn’t object to that, wanting to give the man a sort of peace as they brought their child to the world. His fears only eased once the doctor told them that everything is just as it should be about their newborn and there and only then did he relax as he rejoice on the fact that they had a health baby boy.
That clued her enough of his fear of hospitals and that information didn’t help her at all now.
‘The doctors are coming back in the morning for the results but after that, he insists on leaving’ he continuous to inform her, wary of her lack of response.
She hasn’t said anything since the start of his recount. Not a sound could be heard from her end of the line, and it unnerve him, making him check to see if the call was still on and it was. It took him a few good minutes, but he deduced why she was so silent.
He knew his sister well and the things he’s regaled to her… he just knew it was breaking her being apart.
‘Emma’ he called out, wanting to be sure he was still taking to someone. ‘you still there?’
‘yah’ she muttered, barely audible but he heard.
She had sunken to the floor, leaning against the counters as she pulled her knees to her chest, arms wrapped around them as she silently cried. Her phone still sat atop the island, her call with her brother-in-law still ongoing yet there she was, listening, tears running her cheeks as she listened to him describe the torment her beloved endured.
‘He needs you’ the man murmurs, pleading for his brother’s sake that she come back. He knew his little brother wouldn’t take it if these pains continued on and he feared the day he would give up. And without the person he loves most, the person that had been his solace long before, his rock and home, he is terrified of that end coming too soon.
The woman could only swallow at the man’s words before clamping a hand on her mouth and burying her head to her knees as an unrelenting sob escapes her. She had no control of it and the others that followed but she did have control of how loud they would come to so she did her best to make as little sound as she possibly could.
Try as she did though, Thor heard her. Muffled as it was, he knew that sound better than he liked to admit and not once did his heart break not break for her every time.
‘just… please come back’ he begs her once more, intending to end the call and leave her to some privacy. He stays on for a bit longer and just as he was about to press the end button, she called out to him, saying his name in an unsteady voice, congested and clear that she had been crying.
Two days she wanted to say. Give her two days and she would do everything she could to be there as soon as possible but what left her mouth wasn’t so. ‘Take care of him for me’ she pleads her own, on the brink of another fit of sobs but she held on till the call ended.
‘Always’ he responds before ending the call and with that her resolve crumbles.
Once again, her hand flies to cover her mouth, going in to cover and muffle the onslaught of sobs she had no hope of controlling but… they never came. Whether it was for some preservation for Leo’s deep sleep or her sudden inability to, they never come. What took its place though was a rush of tears and a heavy heart.
Leaning back on the limewashed cupboards, she let her tears run and her heart sink for she thought she deserved it. The guilt eating at her from the inside. Churning her stomach to knots and crushing her heart to shreds. It manipulated her. Turning her to the villain at the heart of this mess when she had done nothing but protect herself and her son from the tragedy that was once a happy family.
Her mind was a cruel and fickle thing. Making her believe the lies it comes up with and without the one person who knew how to lead her out of the labyrinth, she was lost. Facing every new dreaded possibility at every dead end without escape or clue on how to get out because the person that always led her to the exit, became the reason she was lost and missed it.
She didn’t blame him though. Despite what the others do, not once did she blame the poor tortured soul of her husbands’ because how could she. She could have helped him and stayed by him, just as she vowed but breaking that promise lost her the right to blame, not that she would.
In sickness and in health… clearly she didn’t hold her promise on that.
She drew her knees back to her chest, letting her heart wrench while a hand rose to reach for the bottle of wine that still sat on the bench. Once she got that down, Emma took a big swig right out of the bottle, never minding the glass she used before. Her only goal. To suffer and hope she’d be numb enough to stop the tears from flowing.
And that’s how she spent the rest of the night. Sat on the kitchenette floor of her suite, back against the cupboards as she let her tears dry out while burning a bottles’ worth of wine through her liver, letting her guilt and sorrow drape over her as it would a child under a tablecloth on Halloween.
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Have Some Tea
I know it's been a long time since I posted. Life is kicking my butt badly. BUT! I was able to find a pocket of time to write this. Inspired by this TikTok, I decided to write a Loki story, a character I haven't touched in far too long.
Also my first non-drabble posted to Tumblr. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did and that the fluff makes your heart warm on these cold, winter days. Divider courtesy of @firefly-graphics. Make sure to check them out!
Pairing: dad!Loki x mom!reader
Summary: In an attempt to copy her father's habits, your daughter has what equates to an impromptu tea party with the King's diplomatic convoy.
Warnings: fluff, more fluff, Loki's heart melting, very minor angst (in the form of some sadness, but more sugary fluff than sadness by far)
Word Count: 1,253
Days like these never got any easier. When Thor became king of Asgard, he promoted Loki to be his second. The job was one that fit the prince perfectly, however, it was never easy to watch him leave on diplomatic travels.
A new round of negotiations needed to happen on Nidavellir and Thor, Loki, and their entourage were going to be gone for a week or two to settle the dispute of goods that went between both worlds. You always missed your husband greatly whenever he went off world, but this time would be harder.
Your three-year old daughter, Asta, was usually attached to his hip with every free second he had. If Loki was stuck in a meeting, she didn't want to eat dinner until he was seated with you both. She had to have tea just like him. She pouted whenever they couldn't work on her steadily growing magic skills. "Can we go see Daddy," was a question you heard at least five times a day easily.
Your daughter, despite looking like a carbon copy of you, was your husband's mini-me.
You knew that the next several days would be hard on her. Yet, despite knowing it'd be hard, you'd agreed to her request to see the convoy off. You were waiting at the Bifrost as the convoy began their trek down the rainbow bridge, one hand holding your daughter's and the other twisting anxiously in your skirts. As they began to get close, a flash of pastel green drew your attention.
Looking down at Asta, you saw she had summoned a child-sized teacup in her hand. Between Loki's teachings and her own desires to be "just like Daddy," she'd started to summon items.
Your brow furrowed as you asked, "What is that for, Asta?"
Your own eyes looked up at you as she replied, "Daddy has tea before he goes work. They go to work, right?" At your nod of confirmation, she continues, "They need tea before work too."
You couldn't fight the smile that pulled your lips up. "I think that's a sweet gesture." Before you could point out that the cup was empty though, the first of the convoy was about to pass you both. You recognized them as two guards that you saw frequently. Asta raised her cup to Dag and Folke, saying, "Have some tea."
Dag stopped, kneeled to the little princess, and took the cup and raised it as if to drink from it despite its lack of contents. He sighed in satisfaction before passing it to Folke, who'd kneeled as well and repeated the same gesture as his fellow guard. Passing the teacup back, the both bowed their head as they said, "Thank you, Princess Asta," before rising and heading into the Bifrost.
Your heart filled with pure joy that the two had been so sweet as to entertain your daughter that way. What you hadn't expected, and what had brought tears to your eyes and widened your smile, was for every other member of the convoy to do the same. Asta continued to offer each one tea and guards, maids, pages, and advisers all repeatedly stopped to pretend to sip from her teacup and offer their gratitude for her kindness.
At one point in the slow procession, you'd looked up the line as movement out of the corner of your eye drew your attention. About halfway down the line, you saw Loki pop out from between people to see the scene in front of him. One of Thor's handmaiden's was "sipping" from the cup and the pride and happiness on Asta's face was spreading joy and warmth amongst everyone. The look of annoyance, you assumed at the line taking so long, quickly warped to softness and love. You two were the lights of his life, and it was written on his face.
You both greeted and thanked each person as they passed until suddenly she beamed with excitement at the next person to kneel in front of her. "Uncle Thor," she squealed as she jumped up to hug him. Just as Thor wrapped his large arms around your daughter, engulfing her against him, a pair of cooler, very familiar, toned arms around your waist. "Care to explain why our convoy took severely longer to enter the Bifrost than normal?" The words could be taken as annoyance, but you could hear the smile in his voice.
"Asta's just emulating her father, as always."
"Elaborate."
You turned your head to meet jade eyes peering down at you with love. "Well, our ever observant daughter noted how you never leave for work without having a cup of tea to start your day. After explaining to her that everyone was leaving Asgard for work, she took it upon herself to summon a cup of tea to offer them. She still can't quite summon the tea itself, but each person acted as if she had."
Loki's gaze shifted from you to Asta, affection shining in his eyes along with pride. "Is that so, little flower? Have you been serving tea as everyone departed?"
Asta looked up at her father and nodded her head eagerly. "Just like you, Daddy!"
None of you commented at the sliver of water that pooled in Loki's eyes before he blinked it away. You fell even more in love with your husband as he kneeled in front of Asta. "I seemed to have forgotten my tea this morning. Might I have a cup, please?"
Not even considering that she could summon a new one, your daughter turned on Thor and said, "I need my cup. Daddy needs tea." She held out her hand expectantly, her face the picture of Loki's when he's impatiently waiting for something to be brought to him.
You stifle your laughter at the scene as Thor feigns incredulity. "But Asta, I wish to take this tea with me. I have not finished yet."
Asta's eyebrows furrow in thought before she finally responds hesitiantly, "Okay, Uncle Thor. You may."
Loki's shoulders shake in silent laughter before he asks her to summon a new cup. Eagerly, she does and thankfully doesn't notice the twitch of his fingers as he assists her in summoning the actual tea in the cup. "Thank you, my heart," he leans forward and kisses her on her forehead before standing with his cup in hand.
Loki's face morphs into a serious one as he says, "You will behave and listen to your mother while I am away, yes?"
"Yes, Daddy," she responds in kind.
"And you will continue to practice your magic and work on the lessons you've been given."
"Of course, Daddy."
"Good. I will miss you, my heart." He looks at you, "You as well, my love."
Thor quickly hugs both you and Asta, saying a quick goodbye, before allowing your little family to have a loving, tearful goodbye. As he pulls away from you both, you see how much of a struggle it is for Loki to do his duty and depart, but his little light leaves him smiling as she cheers, "Be a good dip'omat, Daddy!"
Suddenly, as you watch the king and prince depart, you feel more at ease with knowing that your daughter will make it through him being so far away from home alright. In fact, before you can even miss him for long, Asta is already tugging you away from the Bifrost.
"Come, Mommy! I need to go practice my magic so I can show Daddy when he gets home!" With a chuckled, "Alright," you both go back to the castle to fill your time and await the return of your God of Mischief.
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Hey!! I really like your stories, and would like to request one, if that’s alright. Well, basically, Loki realizes he wants to be a father, and tries to convince the reader of it. She tells him she does want to be a mother too, but not right now because she isn’t ready yet, and he gets a little sad and upset, but respects it. He then starts trying to convince her over time, and when he finally does, they start trying for a child. Bonus points if it has fluffy smut too! Hope you can write this, thank you so much! 💗
Hello! I am so sorry it took me so long but you requested when I closed requests
Hope you like it!
Let's have a baby | Fem!Reader x Loki
Summary: Loki wants to be a father, but do you?
Cw: Slight angst, fluff, lots of breeding and cum, exaggerated cumming
Life was different for Loki now that he had you in his life... He had matured and changed his ways... After moving from Asgard to earth with you it was all different...
Getting used to Earth's customs, and how life went by here, it was all a new experience
You had been married since Loki was young, and you too, you were a princess from Alfheim, who was paired with Loki for marriage
Back on earth, you guys were living in a secluded cottage, it was different now doing chores, not having anyone to do everything for you
Months went by and Loki had a sudden urge of making you pregnant, he wanted a kid and he wanted it now, with you
"Dear... I want a baby"
You dropped your fork on your plate, making a loud noice that startled him
"Darling you okay?"
"Loki I... That sounds wonderful but... I'm not ready yet..." You said with a frown, feeling bad for making him sad
He felt his heart shatter, he looked down "But... You want to have a baby?"
"Yes, but... Not right now... And I don't know when to be honest..." He stood up "Honey please don't be mad"
"I'm not mad... I'm just... I'm okay, I'll respect it honey" he smiled at you, tears in his eyes and walked away to your shared room
You sighed when he left "Damn it..."
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That night you felt bad about Loki being sad, so you planned something to cheer him up
"Loki...." You chanted his name seductively
He turned to look at you while reading a book, crooking an eyebrow, you opened your robe and let it fall, a sexy dark green lingerie on you, he grinned but looked down
"I'm sorry honey... I'm not in the mood..."
Your face fell, was he being serious? He never denied sex!
"Are you serious?" You scoffed
"I respected your desires in not having a baby, so now respect mine in not wanting to have sex..." He said blandly
You scoffed again, picking up your robe "If this is your way of talking me into agreeing it won't work!" You said huffing, going to change back
He just sighed, this was going to be hard...
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Three months, three months Loki didn't touch you... Only soft kisses and caresses, but three months where Loki didn't have sex with you
You were going nuts, he might have blue balls all day but he didn't care, he wasn't going to get to pregnant if you didn't want a baby right now, but it was so annoying, you were craving some touch from him
So after thinking it through, you were ready for that baby to come to this world
"Loki... I think I'm ready now" you said to him, he put his book down, looking up at you
"Ready? For... A baby?"
You nodded, he kept staring at you
"Please don't tell me that if you don't mean it..." He said even though he didn't detect a lie from you
"I'm not lying! I'm serious" he didn't sense a lie, never
"Then let's do it sweetheart"
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"Feels good right? Knowing I could get you pregnant right now, my fertile seed filling your insides?" Loki said in a raspy voice as he fucked into you
Since he entered you he set a brutal pace, his hips snapping against your's making you move up the bed, so he placed an hand on top of your shoulder on the bed to hold you, making his movements more centered and exact
"L-Loki... Fuck-" you choked on a moan as he kept fucking you
"That's right baby, say my name, say the name of the god that will make you pregnant" he growled in your ear "I'm so close baby, I've been keeping this cum for you, so so much of it so it will take"
"Loki... Please I'm so close" you moaned at him, his emerald staring at you "Breed me daddy"
That made him snap, with a last brutal thrust he came so much inside you, your orgasm came as harder than ever, his dick twitching violently as litters, literal litters emptied inside you, so much it made a bulge on your belly
"Fuck! Y/n!" He moaned as he kept cumming
"Loki it's- so much" you sobbed, feeling his cum seep out of you
"That's what happens when I don't cum for months..."
"It's so much Loki"
"I know baby, but this cum will make us a baby" he smiled at you
"A beautiful baby" you kissed him tenderly
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dad Loki x teen half elf and half Jotun reader x Avengers (featuring Peter)
Age:14 reader Chan is an Elf/Jotun hybrid from Alfheim she's the last of the light elves after the dark elves invaded and ends up on earth meets the team, Peter and her long lost father and is growing fond of life on earth, btw civil war never happened, Peitro lives, and Loki is living in the tower because Odin and Frigga didn't want him to rot in a cell happy Thanks giving.
Nick Furry is standing in front of the interrogation room looking through the window to see Maria Hill talking to a young S/T (skin tone) pointed eared girl with H/C thigh length hair and nose length bangs, E/C eyes, and a F/S (face shape) face.
She had on a pastel F/C tunic, black leggings, black knee high boots, black elbow length fingerless gloves, a silver circlet on her head and silver hoop earrings on her pointed ears.
He saw that she was cooperating as he sees her lips moving and Maria smiling and nodding her head with occasional wide eyes.
"How you think it's going sir?" Agent Philip J. Coulson asked his boss walking in with three cups of coffee and a cappuccino "I say it's going good with the way it's going the kids cooperating well." as Furry says this he takes a cup and Maria walks out with the girl behind her "So, what's the info we got on our guest here?" he asked Maria handing her one of the other cups "btw the cappuccino is for the kid." Phil said handing the young girl the cappuccino "thank you." she said blowing on it to cool off "her name is Y/N Astriddottir, she's from Aflheim, her mother was killed by the dark elves when they invaded her planet eight years ago, she knows nothing of her father, and she has cryokinesis, shape shifting, teleportation, sharp eyesight and hearing." Maria listed making the two men surprised but sad at the fact that she lost one parent and never meet the other "Should we do a DNA test sir?" Phil asked.
Before Furry could answer a familiar voice is heard "hey Furry we're here." they turned to see the worlds mightiest hero's arrive "who's the kid?" Clint Barton aka Hawkeye asked pointing to the young elf sipping her hot drink "I'm Y/N Astriddottir." she said her voice melting their hearts "we are about to do a DNA test to find out who her father is." the avengers had curiosity in their eyes "her mother died eight years ago and she never meet her father." Phil told the avengers "Well what are we waiting for? Let's do that test." Tony Starks aka Iron man said enthusiastically.
Y/N sat on a chair as Bruce Banner aka the Hulk draws blood from her arm.
After waiting for a few seconds he takes the needle out and puts a bandaid with a cotton ball on the spot "we just have to wait for the results!" Bruce said to the man you know as Furry who nodded.
A few hours later:
the sound of a small printer is heard as a long strip of paper comes out of the scanner "all right let's see who Y/N's dad is" Tony said as Bruce takes the paper from the scanner. "HE'S HER DAD?" Everyone screamed in horror as the name of your father appeared to be the god of Mischief "Loki is her dad? The Loki who tried to take over New York and killed me once?" Phil asked in terror "I can't believe Reindeer games has a kid." Tony said in shock "looks like she's half Elf and half Frost giant." Maria said "guess she's Y/N Lokidottir." said Steven Rogers aka Captain America.
The horror of you being the daughter of Loki was cut by the god of Thunder Thor Odinson "she's my brother’s child? that means. I HAVE A NIECE." he said excitedly as he picks you up and tosses you in the air earning a laugh from you "Loki isn't gonna be happy about this." Natasha Romanov aka black widow said making everyone nod.
Outside S.H.E.I.L.D H.Q:
You and the avengers are about to enter the car when an all to familiar arachnid themed teen hero swings by "hey guys and new girl." he said blushing at you "Man of spiders, meet Y/N daughter of Loki." Thor said making Peter's eyes wide.
Your POV:
as my new uncle introduced me to the Man of Spiders Mr Tony cuts in "kid, shouldn't you be in school?" He asked making the boy's eyes widen even more "oh shoot, I have my science test in a bit and lunch is almost over, BY MR STARKS, GUYS, and Y/N." he said swinging away as if he was being chased by a Chitauri "what am I going to do with that kid?" Mr Tony asked face palming "that's what kids do, they give you grays" Mr Clint said "let's get to the tower to face Loki" Mrs Natasha said.
At the tower:
We enter a giant tower with the word "Stark" on it.
I was in awe at the decor making the avengers chuckle "well kid welcome to your new home." Mr Tony said with a proud smirk "but first let's get you to your father sweetheart." Mrs Nat said as all of us go into a small room.
As the room move I see all of New York and my new uncle Thor telling me about my father making me excited to meet him more.
We finally exit the tiny room but as we did I see a man with Black shoulder length hair and emerald green eyes in green and black clothing with Gold armor sitting on a couch reading a book "is that my father?" I asked Mrs Natasha who nodded "BROTHER WE HAVE SOMEONE WE LIKE YOU TO MEET!" Uncle said loudly hurting my sharp but sensitive ears "you fool I'm right- who is this elf child?" He asked anger turning into confusion and pointing to me making Uncle Thor smile "Brother this is Y/N Astriddottir your child, well she's actually Y/N Lokidottir now." Uncle said happily but everyone else face palmed while my "father" was frozen "Astrid had a child and didn't tell me?" He asked in shock looking me up and down but as I was about to open my mouth he bolted out of the room making me go on the verge of tears "Mr Stark, Mr Loki requested no one disturbs him, he needs some time alone." a strange voice said "THANKS FRI." Mr Tony said "don't feel discouraged little one he just needs some time to think of this." Uncle Thor said "does he not, want me?" I asked "of course he does sweetie he's just surprised by this." Mrs Nat said "ohh hey look Spidy is here." Mr Sam said as we see the boy from before but with his mask off making me blush 'by Odin's beard he's perfect.' I think to myself.
Peter's POV:
I entered the avengers floor to see Y/N with the Avengers by god she was pretty her shiny thigh length H/C hair, her E/C colored eyes, her S/T colored skin and her F/S Shaped face in other words she was gorgeous I smiled at her my face flushed "hey I don't think we had a proper introduction, I'm Peter, Peter Parker." I said re introducing myself making her smile "Y/N Astriddottir well, Y/N Lokidottir since I finally meet my Dad." she said in a voice that could put Princess Leia to shame "ah Peter I see you two already became friends, why don't you two go out maybe do some shopping Y/N needs new clothes." Mr Starks said giving me one of his many credit cards "wow thanks Mr Stark." I said happily glad that I finished my homework early "come on Y/N and while we're out I'll take you to my favorite sandwich place and introduce you to my friends." I told Y/N happily taking her hand.
No ones POV:
Everyone smiled as the two teens exit the tower together "only been here for about three hours and she's already making friends!" Clint said happily making his teammates laugh "I don't like the way they looked at each other." Loki said making the Avengers jump "Reindeer games, how long were you there?" Tony asked the god of mischief who replied "long enough to see them blushing at each other." everyone looked at each other it was clear that Loki is already protective of Y/N "Brother your alright with the fact that Y/N is your daughter?" Thor asked his younger brother "I'm still in disbelief that Astrid had my daughter but didn't tell me. I missed out my daughters life I doubt she'll want anything to do with me." Loki said in sorrow "I think she does, I mean when she saw you she was exited to finally meet you for the first time." Steve said fondly of the young hybrid "Capsical has a point, Point break told her the positive things about you." Tony said gesturing to the oldest avenger "plus Peter will protect her at the mall he is spider man after all." Clint said making everyone nod "and if it makes you feel better I put a tracking chip on her tunic just incase." Natasha said.
At the mall:
Y/N, Peter, MJ and Ned were having the best time of their lives shopping First they went to Boscoves for jeans and a few shirts, Journeys for vans, MJ took her to Victoria's Secrets for under garments, swimsuits and other things a girl needs, and finally they introduced her to hot topic where they got her graphic tees, accessories, and stuff to decorate her room with but before leaving they went to a book store so MJ can get a new book but Y/N saw some she liked so they got those.
After a long afternoon of shopping they are at Peter's favorite sandwich place having lunch "this is amazing." Y/N said happily munching on her sandwich "yeah they are the best sandwiches in queens." Peter said happily "yep Loser 1 is right!" MJ said bitting hers "so Y/N Where are you from?" Ned asked making Peter and MJ curios as well "ohh I'm from Alfheim realm of the light elves, but I'm actually half elf and half Jotun." the youngest teen said making the older teens eyes wide "I thought you were cosplaying when I saw your ears." Ned said "I actually saw that they are real when I saw them twitch a bit." MJ said "That's sooo cool" the two boys said "hey while it's light out let's head to the tower to decorate your room." Peter said.
At the tower:
The Avengers are sitting in the living room watching TV but Loki is always glancing at the time "Parker should have been back with my daughter by now!" he said angrily "relax Reindeer games Nat put a chip on your child. Plus they are almost here along with MJ and Ned." Tony told Loki for the one hundredth time "Mr Starks we're back." Peter said as he, Y/N, MJ and Ned exited the elevator with lots of bags making everyone eye wide from the Boscovs, Journeys, Victoria's Secret and Hot topic bags. "Geez I didn't think you'd go crazy." Tony said looking at the bags as Loki ran to Y/N and began checking her for injuries "Dad I'm fine we only went shopping then we went for food." she told her father making him sigh in relief "she's all ready giving you grays." Clint said making everyone laugh but Loki roll his eyes.
"Hey Mr Starks where's Y/N's room? we wanna help her decorate it." Peter asked Tony who smiled and lead them to a futuristic looking door.
The room looked futuristic but plain at the same time but they could work with it "alright let's Start decorating." Peter said happily as all four of you took the room decorations you brought from hot topic.
Two hours later:
Your room was now butterfly themed since they're your favorite insect with your walls being F/C thanks to your powers and after decorating you used your powers to put all your clothes, shoes, accessories and books away but organized.
"That was fun!" Ned said happy with the work, "yeah I see you love F/C and butterflies Y/N." MJ said sitting at your desk making you smile "they are my favorite insect, my mom and I use to go see them in the meadows of Alfheim." you said happily but sadly remembering one of your favorite memories with your mother before the invasion "hey since it's still early let's show her some movies." Peter said excitedly "hey Pete your aunt called she has a last minute business trip sooo your staying the night, oh I see you guys helped Y/N decorate." Tony said looking at the decor of the room then Loki came in "I see my daughter loves butterflies." he said walking in but stopped at the neatly organized shelf of books "and reading!" he said grabbing one of her new books.
Your POV:
I sat in the living room with Peter, MJ and Ned.
We are watching something called Star Wars, I love it so far we already watched three movies but MJ looked at her glowing box thing "hey it's almost eight we better get going." she said as Ned soon looked at his own glowing box "yeah we have our science test tomorrow." Ned said "ok then I'll walk you to the lobby, I'll be back Princess." Peter said but as he relies what he said we both are blushing "Son of Parker go take them to the lobby." my dad said looking like he was holding back rage.
Not waisting anymore time Peter, MJ and Ned ran out of the room. With them out of the room Dad turns to me with a very stern look on his face "you are never to see that boy again." When he said that I got furious "AND WHY NOT?" I yelled making my skin and eyes turn blue and red and him angry "don't use that tone of voice with me young lady, I am your father and what I say goes you will stay away from Son of Parker end of discussion." I stormed to my room and screamed "YOUR NOTHING HOW UNCLE THOR DESCRIBED YOU." and slammed the door in anger.
No ones POV:
Loki stood there in anger, trying to cooldown his temper as his skin and eyes turned blue and red from the rage "brother, perhaps you were a little harsh on her!" Thor said as he walked into the living room with the other Avengers "I agree with point break, I mean the kid lost her mother and home eight years ago, what she needs is you and to interact with other kids." Tony said as Loki is debating on building a relationship with you "you two just got off the wrong foot, She's really a sweet and polite kid." Natasha said "and a great prankster." Peitro said walking in with a pie on his face "She is definitely your kid alright." Clint said.
Your POV:
I lied in my bed clutching my pillow and biting my lip in anger for my so called Dad "jerk face." I say in anger until I heard knocking "Y/N,the others told me you went to bed early, so I came to tell you good night." I hear Peter say making me shout out "GOOD NIGHT." I hear Peter's footsteps leave my door. I lied there for a little more and started dozing off.
In the morning no one's POV:
You wake up to the sound of FRIDAY's voice "Mrs Lokidottir. It is time for breakfast." You slowly got up with a Yawn, went to shower, brushed your hair and teeth and got dressed.
In the dining area:
the avengers, Loki, Bucky and Peter are about to eat when Friday interrupted "Mr Stark. Mrs Lokidottir is coming." She said to her creator "Thanks Fri." Tony said to the AI as you walked in "ohh speak of the elf there she is." Clint said nudging Loki who was starring at your outfit "That skirt is to short!" Loki whispered "Brother please. You agreed to make amends with Y/N." Thor reminded his brother "I highly doubt she even wants anything to do with me. I mean we only just meet yesterday." Loki whispered forgetting about your great hearing "Dad I do want to spend time with you, I always wanted to meet you ever since I've heard the stories about you from mom, including the one when Thanos brainwashed you to get the tesseract." As you say this Loki is crying on the inside because what you said made him emotional but the avengers can see right through him.
With time you lived happily with your new family.
You helped uncles Bruce and Tony in the lab along with your best friend Peter, go on runs with uncles Bucky, Steve, Sam and Rhodas and big brother Peitro, meditate with Big sister Wanda, Trained with aunt Natasha and uncle Thor, shoot arrows with uncle Clint and practice how to use your powers and reading with Dad.
Loki enjoyed parenthood ever since you came into his life he became more opened and stoped using sarcasm so much (he still has his silver tongue).
But what you and Peter enjoyed most was pranking him and the others "WHO POURD DYE IN MY SHAMPOO?", "WHO SWAPPED OUR CLOTHES?", "WHO SET FRIDAY TO ONLY SAY HAMBURGER?" You and Peter are hiding in the vents laughing super hard while taking Pictures to send to MJ, Ned, Wanda, Peitro and Furry (who is laughing super hard."
Bonus ending:
Nick is looking at the picture Peter sent him it showed Natasha with hot pink hair, the guys wearing each other's cloths, and an audio of FRIDAY answering to Tony Hamburger "I love those kids!" He said laughing while sending it to the other shield agents who are laughing.
When Tony fixed FRIDAY's settings she ratted you and Peter out. "Peter no lab for a month."
Tony said "Y/N your stripped of your powers for a month." Loki told you.
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I love you
Dad! Loki x ex F! reader
18+ | contains alcohol, smut
Running around the house with one heel on, you tried to put your earring in whilst looking for your phone. Victorious, you called Loki’s number as you put your other heel on.
“When are you going to be here?” You asked once Loki had finally answered.
“I’m pulling up now.” He replied. Glancing out of the window, you watched as he parked onto the driveway. Making your way to the door, you let him inside.
“Daddy.” Amelia squealed, running towards Loki as he entered before wrapping her arms around his legs.
“Sweetheart.” He greeted, picking her up.
“Be good for daddy okay.” You spoke, pecking her cheek.
“You look nice.” Loki noted, quickly taking you in.
“Thanks.” You answered, flashing a hint of a smile but not meeting his eyes. “She’s already eaten, you’ve just got to read her a story before bed.”
“I have her on weekends y/n, I know how to look after our princess.” Loki replied.
“Yea, yes of course.” You agreed, feeling stupid for even mentioning it.
“Anyways, where are you off to? Somewhere nice?” Loki questioned.
“Just a restaurant.” You shrugged.
“A date.” He guessed.
“With friends” you lied, not sure why you felt the need to.
“Well, have fun.” Loki wished.
“Thanks.” You said again with another hint of a smile as you glanced up at Loki, standing tall, holding your daughter, a reminder of how things were before. Saying bye to the two of them, you left.
“So, what are your interests?”
You almost flinched as you were brought back to reality, your daydream slipping from you as your surroundings came back into focus. You were on a date, in a restaurant with a cute guy yet all you could think about was how Loki looked.
“I—umm” you thought, “I like to write.”
“Sounds interesting.” He replied before silence settled between you both again. Picking the glass of wine up in front of you, you brought it to your lips, smiling over it as your eyes met with the man sitting opposite you. Before you could swallow your sip, your phone vibrated on the table, the screen lighting up in the process.
“Is that your niece?” He asked, looking down at your phone, the screensaver a picture of you and Amelia.
“It’s my daughter.” You spoke, putting your glass down.
“Oh” he almost choked on his wine, “wow, you’re a—you have a—” he stuttered.
“Child” you finished for him “is that a problem?”
“No I just” he swallowed thickly “I wasn’t looking to raise someone else’s child so soon.”
“Good thing I’m not asking you to then” you smiled sarcastically, offended by his assumption that you’d want him anywhere near your child; she already has a father. “Bill please!” You called the waiter over.
“Are you sure you wouldn’t like to order any food?” The waiter asked, standing next to your table.
“Come on, we can still have a good night, even if it’s the only one we share.” Your date intoned suggestively causing your eyes to widen.
“Absolutely not.”
“You’re back early.” Loki greeted you as you entered the house, stepping out of your heels. Looking at him, you noticed that he was lounging on the couch with Amelia asleep against him.
“You didn’t put her to bed?” You asked, walking into the living room.
“She wanted a movie night with daddy, I couldn’t deny her.” Loki smiled, causing you to do the same as you reached out for her.
“Come on princess, let’s put you to bed.” You cooed.
“I’ll take her.” Loki insisted, gesturing for you to sit.
When Loki went upstairs, you made your way into the kitchen, pouring yourself a glass of wine and having a sip of it.
“So, how was your date? Bad I assume.” Loki teased, entering.
“It wasn’t a date.” You lied, still not sure why you felt the need to.
“You’re wearing that perfume” Loki inhaled “your date perfume.”
“I do not have a date perfume.” You chuckled.
“You do, you wore it every date night.” He persisted.
“Whatever you say.” You giggled, rolling your eyes.
“So how was it?”
Sighing, you took another sip of wine.
“Do you really want to know how my date went, Loki?”
“Yes.”
“It was awful,” you relented. “We didn't even eat, he started talking about how he doesn’t want to raise a child, like I’d ever need anyone else to help with that, and then I couldn’t stop thinking about—” you paused.
“About what?”
“About—about you.” You whispered the last word.
“I’m flattered.” Loki smiled coyly.
“I mean not you—us-no!” You stuttered.
“Y/n, it’s fine.” Loki paused your rambling. “Look, why don’t I make you something to eat quickly and then I’ll go.” He offered.
“You don’t have to.”
“I insist.”
“Fine.” You gave in, picking up the bottle of wine and making your way back to the living room.
“You forgot your glass.” Loki called after you.
“Don’t need it.”
Smelling the food, you stood up from the couch and made your way back into the kitchen, pausing for a brief moment at the door as your eyes ran down Loki’s form. You really had missed this, him cooking, the mundane things. Approaching him, you stood behind him, his back to your chest as he mixed whatever was in the pot on the stove.
“Y/n.” Loki exhaled as you wrapped your arms around him, placing a kiss against his back.
“Something smells good” you grinned, one of your hands trailing down his torso “tasty.”
“Stop.” He uttered, unconvincingly.
“You want me to stop?” You queried, your hand sliding underneath the waistband of his trousers.
“Fuck.” He bit back, removing your hand before spinning around, pushing you back against the opposite counter. “Don’t start something you’re not going to finish.” Loki warned.
“I always finish with you.” You smiled coquettishly
“You’re drunk.” He stated.
“I’m horny.” You countered.
“That’s not an excuse.” He tutted.
“Isn’t it?” You grinned, biting your lip seductively, Loki’s eyes dipping to them. “Come on Loki.” You dared, hopping onto the counter and widening your legs causing Loki to inhale sharply as his gaze ventured between them. Using one of your legs, you wrapped it around his, pulling him closer. Grabbing one of his hands, you guided it underneath your dress, between your legs, exhaling as Loki took over, his fingers toying with your clit. Your mouth fell open, eyes hooded as he removed his hand, bringing his fingers to his mouth before he lathered them in his saliva, bringing them back down to your centre.
“Loki.” You moaned breathily as he entered you with two of his fingers. His movements were precise, acquired, he always knew exactly how to push your buttons. Wrapping your arm around the back of his neck, you pulled him down closer to you before you kissed his ear, just how he liked. “I’m not drunk Loki, but I do want you.” You murmured against his ear before licking the shell of it again and just like that, everything was forgotten.
Drawing his hand back, Loki lifted his shirt, you helping him before discarding it on the floor. He drew his trousers and boxers down enough to expose his hard length, pointing upwards and resting against his abdomen. You licked your hand before wrapping it around his cock, rubbing it with long strokes as you and Loki’s gazes met, both lustrous, both needy. Replacing your hand, Loki lined himself up with your entrance before pushing inside of you, kissing your neck to stifle his moan. It had been so long yet you still fit him perfectly. He barely pulled out before pushing inside of you again, filling you completely as his name slipped past your lips. With each thrust, your moans grew louder. In an attempt to quieten you, Loki brought two of his fingers to your lips, prompting you to take them into your mouth which you did, you always did. He had to control himself, will himself to continue despite feeling your tongue swirling against his fingers whilst your warm heat throbbed around his cock. It was heaven, being so close to you again, breaths heavy, bodies receptive to one another’s, he felt at one with you again, like nothing had changed. He didn’t want it to end.
Lifting you, Loki made his way to the living room, laying you down against the couch before continuing to fuck you, both of you nearing the finish.
“Fuckk” you mewled, Loki grinding his hips against yours as he looked down at you “I hate that no one ever makes me feel like you do” you panted, Loki speeding his thrusts “I hate that I still love you Loki.” You almost cried, clinging onto him as your orgasm hit you like a wave.
“I know I’m sorry I-fuck—I love you y/n, so so much.” Loki admitted, movements stilling as he came before kissing you deeply.
Wordlessly, you turned over, Loki laying behind you with an arm around you as you closed your eyes.
“Should we go to bed?” He asked, quietly.
“Yes.” You agreed.
Apologies for my inactivity - I have so many amazing fics I need to catch up on and I will do! For now, I hope you enjoyed this thing I wrote in the waiting room whilst waiting for my mum to collect me from the hospital because silly me forgot that OBVIOUSLY you cannot go home alone if you’ve been sedated 😅 (I’m fine)
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Something Real: Chapter Six
Pairings: Loki X Reader
Warnings: Language, Mild Violence, Fluff and Smut
Summary: An incident happens at Readers job. Reader shares her own insecurities with Loki. Loki makes Reader feel better 😈
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A few weeks have gone by and things have been going well since you introduced “Aunt Sylvie” to the kids. They really don’t have too much interaction with her, when they go visit Thor at his house she either leaves or stays in her room.
You and Loki have gotten…closer…you haven’t had sex yet but you both are certainly taking your time exploring each other’s likes and dislikes. For you it was more of a review of things you already knew about Loki but for him, he was learning your body’s reactions to things. He technically had never been with you before, in his timeline he never came back to be with you.
Currently you’re at work at the nurses station, staring off into space, distracted by thoughts of Loki.
“Hello..Earth to y/n!!”
You shake your head.
“Oh shit…sorry Kelly.” Kelly was one of your fellow nurses in the hospital, the hospital in New Asgard was a combination of the healing practices of Asgard and Earths practices as well. Some donations came from Wakanda, mostly medical equipment and technology. It was a wonderful place to work and you loved helping people, the people of Asgard have always been so kind to you. All of them treating you and your children with the respect that comes with being related to Loki the fallen prince.
“It’s alright, you ok?”
“Yea, just a lot on my mind..”
“I can imagine, how are the kids?”
“They’re great, all A’s and B’s. Their magic is finally under control thanks to Loki, they’re wonderful.”
“And Loki? How’s everything going with him?”
“It’s…going..”
“Uh oh..”
“No, everything is great. Having him around is everything that I have been wanting for the kids.”
“What about you y/n?”
“I just..it’s just too good to be true you know? I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop.”
“I think the other shoe dropping was him dying y/n… This is your second?..No! Third chance with him…you’re going to regret it if you waste your time.”
You knew she was right, you just couldn’t help but feel those same insecurities you felt before with Loki, what if you weren’t enough? You knew he would never leave the boys but he didn’t have any obligation to you. He didn’t have to be in a relationship with you in order to have a relationship with his children.
“Hello? Can I get some help please?”
You look up and see a middle aged man, he was sweating and looked a little worse for wear.
“How can we help you?” You ask.
“I’m having some abdominal pain.”
“Ok, let’s get you in an exam room and get you seen.”
You escort him to one of the exam rooms and get him situated, you get his name and the rest of his information. Immediately there’s a warning on your tablet, this gentleman has been flagged in other hospitals and emergency rooms for abusing the system in order to get drugs. How did he even get in to New Asgard? Not too many humans were walking freely around just yet but tourism was starting to pick up so you assume the guards haven’t been as picky about who they are letting in the gates.
“Ok Stanley..I’m gonna go grab the doctor, you sit tight ok.” You didn’t want to alert him that you knew what he was really there for, you needed to get to the guards quietly so they can deal with him without too much of a fuss.
Just when you were about to leave the room he grabs you and covers your mouth with his hand. You feel something poking you in your lower back.
“Alright lady, this is how it’s gonna work..you’re gonna get your little nurse friend to bring you some of the shit that I need and I will walk out of here quietly..no need to make a fuss.”
You try not to panic and your brain immediately flashes images of your boys. You needed to be smart about your next move in order to get out of this.
“Nod if you understand.”
You nod.
He releases you and you turn around to look at him and see a gun pointed at you, “I’m just a nurse I can’t prescribe you anything.”
“No, but you can still get me what I need, I know the shit you have in this hospital is different. Sent here direct from Wakanda. Their shit has to be the purest of the pure.”
You move over to the cabinet next to you and act like you’re reaching for a bottle of pills, he doesn’t know it but there are panic buttons in every single one of our exam rooms. You press lightly on the button and pull out the pill bottles you had in there.
“I only have antihistamines in here, all of our pain killers are locked up in a secured room.”
“Well then, lets take a walk..”
“You don’t want to do this Stanley…We can get you help.”
“I don’t need help lady! I want the drugs you got in this place, I’m dying to taste that Wakandan high..” he smirks evilly at you.
He reaches for you and pulls your body into his hold, putting the gun against your back. As he starts to walk to the door guards burst through.
He takes the gun and places it next to your head, “move and I kill her.”
“Drop the weapon! Do you have any idea who you are threatening presently?!”
“I don’t give a shit who she is..she’s just another person in my way from what I need. Now get me some pills and I will leave here without hurting anyone.”
“You’re not getting anything from us..release her.”
“No! Get me my shit now!” He cocks the gun, your body starts to shake and you start to cry. You didn’t want to die.
“Move! Out of my way!” You hear Thor’s booming voice first and then you see him and Val burst through the front line of guards holding their weapons up ready to take out the addict.
“Release her. Now.”
“Oh, an Avenger? This your boyfriend?” He sneers down at you.
“No..he’s not.” Stanley whips around to the voice that came from behind you both. And you see Loki there looking furious. “I am. Do as my brother says and release her and I will not maim you.”
“Fuck off pretty boy.” Stanley sneers at Loki.
“Wrong answer.” Loki sneers right back.
Stanley stood still for a moment then yells, “fuck you and your bitch!”
You close your eyes as you feel him pull the trigger but no loud bang followed. Nothing does, the man behind you is completely still. You open your eyes and dare to look up and over your shoulder and see Stanley is not moving at all, completely frozen in place.
“Come here darling, it’s alright.” You look over at Loki and he is holding his hand out for you to take.
You immediately reach out to him and as soon as he has your hand in his he pulls you to his body, hugging you tightly.
He kisses you on the top of your head and holds you close. “It’s alright, you’re ok”, he looks over to Thor, “you can remove the weapon from him Thor. He won’t move until I drop the enchantment.”
Thor removes the gun from his hands and one of the guards moves to put him in chains, once he’s secure Loki drops the enchantment.
Stanley’s eyes blink a few times until he recognizes his predicament, “what?! What the fuck?! How?!”
“Be thankful this is not the Asgard of old, Odin would not have been able to stop me from ripping you apart.” He nods at the guards and they drag Stanley.
Loki looks down at you and takes your face in his hands, “are you ok?”
You nod, your nerves were still on hyperdrive so you couldn’t speak just yet.
“Y/n, I just need you to tell me exactly what happened and then you are free to go home, take the rest of the today and tomorrow off to rest.” Val tells you.
You nod and tell Val about what happened as best you could. Your adrenaline was starting to wear off and your body was starting to shake uncontrollably.
“I think that is all you need, I’m taking her home.” Loki gets up with you and he makes a portal to your house. Thor followed you both through.
“I am going to pick up the children this afternoon after school and take them to my house, when you’re feeling better I will bring them home. Alright?”
You nod and Loki says the words you can’t verbalize, “thank you brother. I will inform you when you can bring the children back.”
Thor nods walks over to you and gives you a hug, “be well sister.” He nods his goodbye at Loki and walks out the door.
Once Thor leaves Loki turns his attention toward you, “y/n..will you speak to me please?”
You don’t say a word just stare at him and then your body is in motion and your kissing him with so much force his body bows back.
“Whoa..whoa..easy darling..what’s this about?”
Your eyes fill with tears from the mix of emotions you’re feeling. You’re thankful that you’re alive, you feel some remnants of the adrenaline that was coursing through you and now you feel rejection.
“Sweetheart you need take a moment and process what just happened to you. I know exactly what is going on in your mind right now. So many emotions and nervous energy, you don’t know where to direct it. Take a breath. Breathe with me. Just be here with me.”
You’re both standing in the middle of the room, he’s still holding you close and swaying your body back and forth.
After a long period of silence you quietly whisper to him, “thank you for saving me. How did you know?”
“Val sent a message to Thor about the panic button being pushed at the hospital, I was with him when he received it and we immediately went there. When we arrived your friend Kelly informed us you were the one who pushed the button for help. I was so worried darling, seeing you there in that man’s grasp..a gun to your head..it was terrifying for me I can only imagine what terror you were feeling.”
“Will you kiss me please?” You ask him.
He smiles softly at you and gives you a sweet kiss.
“I was so afraid..it’s funny I was talking to Kelly before all of that happened about us. About how I was feeling stupid insecurities about you and our relationship. I almost died today, I almost wasted this chance with you and our family.”
“What insecurities?” He asks.
You look down, feeling some embarrassment about your feelings.
“I just…are you sure I’m enough? You wouldn’t rather be with someone that isn’t so fragile and helpless?..temporary?..”
“My girl, you are more than I deserve. I want to protect you from any and all things. And when it comes to you being temporary…I’m going to be honest with you, I try not to think about your mortality…I choose to enjoy every single moment I have with you, I will cherish everything I experience with you and our family. And when it is time for you to follow my mother to the stars, I will be forever broken until we meet again.”
You kiss him, this time with no urgency just with the passion you wanted to show him to thank him for coming to your rescue and now his reassurance.
The kiss continues and Loki places his hands on your lower back and pulls you closer, your hands wrapping around his neck.
Tongues start dancing together and moans start to fill the quiet room.
Loki places his hands under your bottom and lifts you up and you wrap you legs around his waist. He walks towards your bedroom and presses you against the door, kissing you even deeper than before. He starts to gyrate his hips against you, his hardened member rubbing against you sending pleasure through your whole body.
“Loki please. I need you.”
He pulls you off of the door, your legs still wrapped around his waist and throws you onto the bed. He resumes kissing you and rubbing on you, both of you still fully clothed.
You frantically start to reach for the bottom of his shirt to remove it, he extricates himself from you and lifts his shirt over his head, throwing it on the floor.
He kneels over you and stares at you while you rub your hands on his chest, enjoying the feeling of his hard muscles.
He leans down and kisses you again and you both touch and grind together until you are both a moaning mess.
“Fuck..y/n..”
You rip your scrub shirt off and Loki puts his hand over yours when you move to take off your pants.
“Are you sure y/n? I don’t want you to do anything you are not ready for.”
“Please Loki..I need to feel you. I’ve waiting long enough..”
With those words Loki quickly removes the rest of yours and his clothing with his magic. He moves slowly on top of you and kisses you lightly and you can feel his hard cock in between you legs. You kiss some more as he rubs himself on your pussy to get him nice and wet.
Once he was confident he was slick enough he started to slowly press into you. It had been so long that to Loki it felt like he was deflowering a virgin. You were so tight around him he was close to cumming already.
“Oh darling..oh…mhmm..that’s it my girl. Open for me.”
You spread your legs wider to give him more room and you take a deep breath. He was so big, bigger then you remember.
“Fuck Loki..you’re so big..”
“I know darling, but you are taking me so beautifully. You were made to be filled by my cock….mhmm…Gods..”
His cock is finally all the way seated inside of you, you can feel the tip of him brushing against your womb. Every thrust brings the most heavenly feeling, your emotions again get the best of you and you start to silently cry.
Loki hears your quiet sniffle and immediately looks at your face, “darling? Are you alright? Do you want to stop?”
“No! No please!” You wrap your arms around his neck and bring him down to you again holding him to you.
“Alright darling, shushh…breathe my heart…here..” he places your hands on his waist. “Guide me, show me how you want me..”
You move your hands to his ass and start to guide his thrusts, showing him how fast and hard you wanted him to fuck you.
“Mmm..delicious darling…you feel so good..fuck..you’re close my girl..I can feel it..your pussy is fluttering around my cock so beautifully...do you want to cum my love?”
“Yes! Yes!”
Loki rises up a bit and moves his hands to the headboard for leverage, his thrusts become harder and faster. He’s slamming himself into you and all you can do is just hold on and then it felt like the dam broke. You came so hard you can feel your juices squirt out of you all over the sheets beneath you, Loki’s frantic breathing and desperate moans bringing you back to reality.
“Fuck..fuck…fuck..I’m cumming..fuck..y/n!”
Loki pumps himself into you a few more times, you can hear the sounds of your combined juices as he slowly comes to a stop.
“Fuck…” Loki falls on top of you, his weight an odd comfort.
“Shower?” You ask.
He lifts his head and gives you a dazed look and nods his head heavily.
He pulls out of you and picks you up off the bed and brings you into the shower where you both wash each other. He makes love to you again, the feeling of being free to show each other affection this way overpowers whatever remaining feeling of anxiety you had left from your ordeal.
The next morning you wake up to a text from Thor, he sent a picture of him with the boys eating breakfast. All three of them with silly smiles on their faces, you smile at the picture and read the message underneath it.
“I hope you are doing well. The boys did all of their homework and we will be departing to go to school shortly. They say they love you both.”
You smile at the message and respond, “thank you Thor, for everything. Loki and I will pick them up from school later.”
He likes the message and you look over to the other side of the bed and find it empty.
You run your hand over the sheet and feel that it is cold so he has been out of bed for a while.
You get up, freshen up and walk out of your bedroom. The first thing you notice is that the house smells..amazing. You follow the smell and it leads you to the dining room where Loki is setting up the table with one hell of a breakfast spread.
“What’s all this?”
He looks up and smiles his signature smirk, “breakfast for a Queen…my Queen.” He walks over to you and kisses you softly.
“How are you?” He asks.
“I’m ok, still a little shaken I think but I’m ok. I told Thor we would pick up the kids from school. I want to see them.”
“Of course darling, how about we enjoy the day together just us and then we will pick up the boys together and have a nice evening together as a family.”
“I like the sound of that.” You lean up on your tippy toes and give him a kiss.
“Thank you Loki, for everything.”
“Of course darling..I love you.”
“I love you too.”
You kiss him one more time and then walk over to the table.
You enjoy your breakfast and a quiet afternoon with Loki. Kelly called you to check in and you let her know you were ok and would be back to work on Monday.
It was time to pick up the boys from school so you and Loki made your way to the school.
The bell rings and the kids file out of the school, you see Narfi and Vali and they make a run for it towards you as soon as they see you.
“Mom!” Narfi yells and throws himself into your arms, Vali wraps his arms around your waist and gives you a big hug.
“Oh my boys, I missed you.” You voice starts to shake a little and your eyes fill with tears.
You need to get in control of your emotions…
“You ok mommy?” Narfi asks, the boy able to sense your emotions.
“Yea baby I’m ok, like I said I missed you both.”
“We were only gone for a night mom geeze.” Vali says.
“Come on, let’s go home.” Loki smiles at his family, he rubs your back knowing that you are feeling a flood of emotions you weren’t sure how to control.
You smile at him and grab Narfi’s and Vali’s hands and start your walk home.
When you get there it’s just like a normal day, the boys get out their homework in the living room with Loki assisting them while you got dinner ready.
Once they finish and you are done preparing everyone’s meal you all sit down at the table and the boys fill the previously quiet home with stories from their day or things they couldn’t wait to tell their dad about. Their laughs bringing a smile to your face and then you had a small moment of panic, what if you weren’t here? What if that man had shot you and you died? You would never experience this with your family ever again. How close you had been to losing all of this.
You start to feel the tears in your eyes again and you stand up from your seat and start to clean up the kitchen. Loki notices your quick departure and get’s up taking his empty plate with him making it seem he was leaving the table to assist you.
“Darling…”
“I can’t shake it Loki.”
“I know.” He moves your body so you are facing him, your back against the sink.
“Close your eyes. I want you to focus on nothing but the sounds coming out of that room you just left.”
You do as you are told and close your eyes and shut out all sound except for what is coming out of the dining room. You hear your boys, laughing and giggling as they finished their meals and it brings a smile to your face.
“Now, open your eyes and I want you to focus on what is in front of you.”
You open your eyes and are immediately met by his intense stare. The feeling of gratitude now filling you. You were so grateful you were here with your children and the man you love. You lean up, give him a sweet kiss and then he rests his forehead on yours.
“Thank you.” You whisper to him.
“Hey!!! Did you guys just kiss!!!”
You look up at Loki eyes wide and he has a wide grin on his face.
“Oops.”
To be continued…
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Marvel x Y/N
TW: Suicide, Pills
Quick info: Loki is addressed as "Boba"
Peter: I saw on the news that someone committed suicide.
Wanda: Oh dear...
Thor: How unfortunate
Bucky: That's horrible...
Y/N: Yeah, don't do that with pills it doesn't work well, they taste nasty Not even looking up from their school work
Peter: No the jumped from a building, how- how do you know that?
Y/N: Shrugs and goes back to their schoolwork
Bucky: Something you wanna share with us sweetheart?
Loki: Very worried Boba look
Y/N: What? It's not like I'm dead, chill
Peter: You TRIED
Y/N: Yeeeah, not the greatest moment of my life. Like bro, I could've been a fucked up pinata.
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Okok so it’s totally ok if you don’t remember much because honestly I don’t either 😭
Loki x son!teen!reader this one is gonna have like, plot holes, but we’re gonna just ignore that- ok so some how, we don’t need to come up with a big back story, but for context reader ends up getting imprisoned (?) by the TVA with his dad Loki. Time skip, they end up in the void where they meet the other Loki variants, but once Alioth (the big purple fog time monster) starts coming after them, they all try to run for shelter but reader and Loki get separated. Maybe reader ends up with president Loki but has attitude with him because that Loki isn’t his actual dad. And all reader wants to do is find his dad, and vice versa with Loki. They end up finding each other and reader just runs and tackles him with a huge hug, both of them thinking they lost each other.
ANON this is so cute- it does have a few plot holes, likely, and I hope I did this request justice.
please enjoy, and have a wonderful day/night wherever you are
[Almost] a Loss
Dad!Loki x !son!teen!reader
cw: violence, some blood (quick), implied death
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All around, the landscape is gray, barren, and foggy. With nothing but wreckage littering the dirty ground, a few disheveled trees, it looks like something from your worst nightmares.
Which that, it was.
You stand in the middle of this void, searching this dry ass landscape in hopes of seeing your father, Sylvie, any of them. But your eyes only see so far before any silhouette becomes blurred in the fog’s shadow.
“Damn it.” You mutter- seeing no sign of him. The real him, that is.
During the chaos of violence between all the Loki variants, you had followed your dad and kid Loki through Classic Loki’s smoky, green portal to escape the madness.
But, something went wrong.
Before your body was fully passed through, the edges turned a deep purple color, and you felt a rush hit your head. Stumbling, you came out in a completely different spot. It had taken you a second to realize, too, that you were now alone.
“No, no no no-“ you think in a quick panic, whipping around in hopes that your dad will be right behind you, but your heart drops when you see no one. You’re lost.
“Shit,” you curse, spinning around like an idiot trying to find even a silhouette, a shadow. But the misty smoke that had crowded your vision before evaporated with the rest of the portal, and your shoulders drop with a shaky breath.
Until you find them, you’re on your own.
The crack of a stick snaps no more than 20 feet away from you, and your head snaps towards the sound.
“Ugh- those damn bastards-“, none other than President Loki walks towards you, coming out of seemingly nowhere. He’s grunting, and still missing a hand. Great.
Your stare hardens into a glare, and the small glint of hope shriveled in the back of your mind.
President Loki is still trudging forward, grasping on to his wrist painfully. Curses jumble on the way out of his mouth, and there’s a blade sticking out of his shoulder. You wince, seeing the small stain of red that surrounds the handle.
“Ngh- help me, will you?” Using his free hand, he grabs the handle and rips it out of the busted shoulder pad hastily- not too deep, but blood still glistens around its sharp edges. You look away when he throws it to the ground, and scoff.
The man side eyes your hunched figure, bitterly.
“Some respect,” he hisses, “would be great.”
It’s beginning to feel cold, the air around you, and the heat from your crossed arms fails to do much. You’re cold, tired, angry, and your father has disappeared with three other versions of himself- one being a reptile. Hearing the bitter quips in his words, you roll your eyes and begin to walk away.
You want to be out of this damn void, to be as far from here as possible.
President Loki scrambles after you, the cracked sticks and gravel crunching under his boots.
“I never thought ‘my son’ would be so rude-“ he says, and your head snaps to his direction.
“I’m not your son, don’t get twisted. You’re not my father, just some clone.” You say through gritted teeth, clenching your fists tightly. This man is infuriatingly obnoxious, it’s sad to think he and your father and almost the same.
“Excuse me-“ the still intact hand reaches for your shoulder, dried blood smeared across the edges of his palm.
“Don’t touch me-“
Before you could successfully slap his hand away from you, a sudden surge runs through the ground, the soil. Its force makes you both stumble, and your shoes scuff against the ground as you try to regain your footing.
“Oh gods,” President Loki mumbles, eyes wide, “not again.”
Your eyebrows furrow. “What do you mean,” he doesn’t answer, too busy looking around in sudden panic, “what is it, what’s happening?”
The fabric around your shoulder scrunches between his knuckles, and he’s dragging you. To where, you don’t know, but the continuous rumble under your feet doesn’t let you stop.
“Hey!” You yell, running the best you can when he’s still dragging you by your collar.
“Just keep moving!” He yells.
Out of the corner of your eye, a growing form turns in the distance. Clouds of black fog whip around in the air, a face formed of red light and smoky features hurls itself across the land. Your eyes widen.
“Oh. Shit.”
Suddenly, you’re pushing past P. Loki’s strong grip and sprinting forward. You tug his sleeve, telling him to follow.
Across the way, you spot a dusty, rotting shell made of wood sits broken on the ground- looking like the remnants of a ship. It smells like wet soil and dirt, the odor pricking your nose while you press your back against it. Panting, President Loki joins you.
“What the hell are you-“
“Shut up.” You say, breathless.
“I’m saving your life, you ungrateful little weasel-“ he scowls. Exasperated, you finally give him a second glance.
“Can you fuck off?” You pant, and he grumbles.
Ducking your head around the bend of the boat, you spot the creature once more. It’s gotten bigger, it seems- it’s getting closer.
The few structures and scattered objects in its path disappear under its foggy form, lightening strikes every time it gets closer.
You whip your head back around, and shrink further into the rotting wood. You wonder where your dad is, if he too has shrunk beneath the monsters smoke. The thought makes you wince.
“What is that thing?” The pads of your fingers dig into the soil beneath you, as if grasping for something to hold.
President Loki swallows the lump in his throat, head tilted against the boat.
“…the Alioth.” He speaks hesitantly, voice hushed like someone might hear.
“The what?” The name is unfamiliar to you, just like the new scared tone coming from someone who mere minutes ago was being as obnoxious as ever. But now, its tense- birds screech in the distance, and dust glides across the surface from the “Alioth”.
“It-“
Instead of a rumble, the almost relieving sound of another person is what cuts off his voice. It’s a bit distant, harder to hear over the whispers of power that seem to bounce from Alioth’s smoky figure.
“Come and get me!” You peak over the edge of the boat’s rim, seeing two lights in contrast with the bright red. Green, surging in circles in front of someone, another Loki. And orange- the waving flicker of a flame.
The raspy yell is all too familiar, and your heart pounds. It couldn’t be your dad, no, not the real him.
The two figures are far away, you can barely make out any more than their silhouette, but there’s such a chilling feeling rattling your insides and you just can’t shake the feeling that maybe it is.
“No…” you swallow shakily, hands clutching the wood so tightly your knuckles feel strained on its surface.
“What are you-“
The question barely registers itself in your head, blocking out President’s voice. You’re up, running right towards the figures, towards the monster.
“Hey! Come back you moron!” President Loki shouts after you, “Hey!”
But you don’t listen, you don’t turn around. Stumbling over rocks, around weeds and forgotten poles, you run. He’s too close, your dad always got too close to danger. It’s not the first time, no, and you’re not going to let it be the last.
“Dad!” You scream, voice feeling hoarse. Your heart is pumping against your bones, your breathing loud in your ears.
“Dad!-“
Suddenly, a wall forms in front of you. You skid to a halt, stumbling back from the sudden action, eyes wide.
It’s not just one wall, though. Various walls, pillars, and walkways begin to appear right in front of your eyes, all outlined by the smoky green of Classic Loki’s magic.
The man stands proud and tall, flowing with all his power in the middle of the growing buildings. Green energy circles his hands, and with strain in his muscles, in his voice, he stands.
You’re unable to see your father anymore, now blocked by a building that you know you’ve seen many times. As the city gets higher, bigger, you know from where.
Asgard.
Glorious golden pillars, now shadow and smoke.
“Go!” Classic Loki shouts, and only now you recognize the fog beginning to seep closer to the city’s edge. It’s a distraction.
More shouts, but you can’t make out the voices anymore. Too much is happening around you, smoky tendrils are beginning to circle the area in which you stand. The fake city breaks and rebuilds with green energy, and you begin to stumble trying to back away as quickly as possible. Soon, it breaks.
Through the vines of black smoke you faintly see another green energy- Sylvie. But you don’t know how to get there, don’t know where you are. Across the way- Classic Loki stands in front of Alioth with all the power left in his bones.
“Glorious purpose!” Are his last words, before he’s swept away by the Alioth’s wrath.
A surge of wind flows, you nearly tumble to the floor. You have to move, have to get away.
You have to find your dad.
More tendrils fly, snaking around the dust. You try to run, feeling something coursing through your veins. A quick glimpse at your hand and you see the electric green glow, like linework on your skin.
You face the monster again, still walking backwards hoping to have some way to defend yourself. But when your foot catches a rock, you trip and land on the ground.
“No, no.”
Your veins still flow through your skin, still course with adrenaline and power. But you feel frozen, stuck in the path of destructive fog. You squeeze your eyes shut, turn your face away.
.
.
But nothing happens.
Slowly, you open your eyes once more- only to find smoke falling like ash.
It takes you a moment to process, to realize that the red glow had disappeared. It had been broken.
Alioth is dead.
Shakily, you sit back up, but can only go as far as kneeling. Your heart still pounds from the shock, and for a moment you feel dazed.
“Y/n!”
You freeze, and look to the voice.
Your dad comes running, shirt dirty and nearly torn, and immediately it’s like a weight lifted from your shoulders.
A sigh of relief, and you’re stumbling onto your feet again. You don’t have time to think before you’re running, running until your dad is right in front of you again. He throws his arms around your shoulders, and pulls you so close that your cheek is pressed into his collarbone.
“Oh my god… oh my god…” you mumble, mind racing out of relief. He’s here, alive and not some pile of dust left behind in the ashes of this void.
Even as the cloud begins to part, stricken with electric green, and the old manor is revealed from its foggy haze- neither of you are able to let go just yet.
“I thought I’d lost you back there.” He laughs, pulling away to examine your face. You shake your head.
“I thought you got obliterated.” He laughs at that.
One last time, you hug him again as if you’re still not entirely sure that it’s real, that he’s there.
You feel Sylvie watching, but you stay close to his side. Loki’s arm rests across your shoulders, and he pats your arm.
“Ready?” He asks, and you look out at the road ahead.
“Ready.” You reply, before walking forward with your father close by and Sylvie shifting to your left.
You’re almost there.
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The first New Year || TS!Loki x Reader ||
A/N: I am writing this because I would really like to have something out tonight! Happy New Year to everybody!
Warnings: fluff, parent!TS!Loki
Since it was New Year's and the first one that you will get to experience with Haven and Loki, the latter had rented out a room in a hotel close to the river where the fireworks would be clear to see.
Loki had decided to take you and Haven down to the river to be able to watch the fireworks and your daughter had not stopped chattering with excitement since you all occupied a space on the grass and camped out. The city lights covered the sky, preventing the night sky that Haven was used to while living in the Cabin back in Norway but she didn't care; it kept her awake - sort of.
When the clock showed 11:50, you turned to find Loki lying back on the green blanket with Haven lying on his chest, her eyes shut and her breathing even. She had fought off sleep as much as she could but her tired eyes had shut an hour ago and Loki didn't have the heart to wake her.
This was her seventh year and you knew that she'd remember this moment for the rest of her life, the grandeur of New Year's celebrations in the capital city of England. Since Loki was banned from America for his invasion, he couldn't take you both to Times Square but he could give you this.
You rested your hand on Loki's bicep and watched his emerald eyes snap away from his darling girl to you and you pointed to the clock. 11:59.
With a smile, Loki looked down at the sleeping girl on his chest and slowly blew on her face to wake her and his heart swelled at the sight of her beautiful nose scrunching up at the disturbance. Her emerald eyes slowly opened to stare up at her daddy and a small smile spread across her lips as she whispered out a tired, "did I fall asleep...?"
Loki let out a small chuckle and nodded as he pressed a soft kiss to her nose and sat up. Just then, an idea clicked in his mind and he looked over at you before his fingers gleamed a beautiful emerald and without warning, your feet left the ground with Loki and you were now standing above the trees, the best view in London.
As everyone began the ten second countdown, Haven pushed the hair away from her face and her eyes looked toward the sky, mumbling the numbers beneath her breath before everyone screamed 'HAPPY NEW YEAR' beneath you and your little family and fireworks soared into the air.
The immediate surprise on Haven's face when she saw the colours lighting up the sky was so worth the wait that you all had made. The cracks, fizzles, pops and bangs of the fireworks amazed the little Princess of Asgard as the fireworks reflected in her eyes so full of wonder and excitement. The girl raised her hands aloft, as if to reach for a firework, and tiny fireworks sparked from her hands and fizzled in the air along with the other fireworks.
You pointed your phone at your daughter and husband, amazed at how both of them reacted to the fireworks. Loki looked completely intrigued by the spectacle and a childish smile pulled at his lips while Haven was laughing eagerly and applauding the fireworks exploding before her eyes.
Once the fireworks died down, Haven's arms lowered and she released a tired laugh as she sunk further into Loki's arms. "That was fun," she whispered tiredly against his shoulder, yawning cutely as her eyes drooped, "thank you, daddy."
Loki smiled lovingly and held her close and in the next moment, you were in the hotel room and Loki laid Haven down on the second bed with a gentle kiss to her head.
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After an hour of sitting on the sofa in silence, listening to the soft breathing of your daughter, you turned to Thomas and whispered, "Mr Sharpe?"
Thomas hummed softly from behind you, his nails scraping through your hair as he read a novel.
"I'm pregnant."
Thomas's book was on the floor in the next moment and he was on his knees beside the sofa as he stared into your eyes. "Truly?" he whispered, tears brimming in his eyes as his hand covered his mouth.
"Yes," you replied with a laugh, yelping with surprise as Thomas pressed his lips to yours.
After a very passionate kiss, you pulled away from him and whispered, "happy new year, my love."
Thomas released a happy laugh and kissed all over your face before whispering, "happy new year to you and to our new little treasure."
His hand fell to your stomach and his thumb caressed the skin there gently with a dopey smile on his face, "I love you."
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I have a big feeling that BoyDad!Loki won't raise a guy, but a man, but GirlDad!Loki will surely raise a Daddy's Girl✨️🥰
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