Loki's boyfriends watching him kiss his female self

obedience

The strongest Loki Variant

Men in dresses season masterpost

do you think after this,they talked about their crush on Loki?

I’m curious

SPEND MY DAYS LOCKED IN A HAZE

Made by yours truly

Someday I will draw better and more

Did you miss me? 

Frostmaster Commission. A little heart-shaped planet you can rule on ~ © Melli ~ Don’t share/repost without credit please.

Drunk party at Grandmaster's party ship (probably too drunk to function) for @do_it_to_julia

Full pic -  https://archiveofourown.org/works/42087957

Darling, I can show you where my love hides

It's a heart beat

On a hard drive

How I imagine Loki's arrival on Sakkar and his meeting with the Grand Master :)

I started this in fucking JANUARY and at last is it done but it is over 9000 words long and a bit fucked up (because I sent them to Planet Dubcon again, oops). This is the one where Sylvie is rude, Loki is diplomatic, and the Grandmaster is absolutely going to take advantage of their obvious affection for each other.

Title: Love Is A Danger Of A Different Kind (AO3) Fandom: MCU Rating: Mature Pairing: Loki/Sylvie, Loki/Grandmaster Wordcount: ~9300 (?!!) Additional Tags: Dubious Consent, Sexual Coercion, a lot of coercion in general really, the frostmaster is dubcon the sylki is just angst-ridden, Angst, Hurt No Comfort, (well maybe a tiiiiny bit of comfort), Sylki on Sakaar, Implied/Reference Sex, Dancing, Sharing a Bed, There Is Only One Bed, Kind of dark, sylvie is rude; loki is diplomatic; the grandmaster is a terrible person Chapter Summary/Extract: Knowing how the Grandmaster has been making Loki ‘entertain’ him makes her guilt return, and as always it edges almost instantly into anger. “I’m not letting you get hurt for my sake,” she insists, hotly. He takes offence at that; “Letting me? You think I need your permission?” Sylvie pushes herself up on an elbow, as if added height would help make her point better. “Yeah, actually, I do. I never asked you to protect me from my own failings.” “You never had to,” he shoots back. “And you never will either, whether you approve of that or not.”