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lokigodofmyheart · 1 month

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The Secret

Loki x Female Reader.

Summary: Y/N and Loki had been best friends for a long time now. After the fight in Jotunheim and Thor’s banishment, he had been distant with you after discovering he’s a frost giant and afraid she will hate him when she found out. - 2.774 words.

Y/N had checked everywhere for Loki. The library, kitchen, gardens, training fields…the only place left it was his chambers, so she makes your way through the halls, towards the Prince’s Chambers. Loki’s quarters were usually very quiet. However, now it seemed way too quiet, colder than usual. She approaches his door slowly and knock.

“Go away…” Loki mumbles from the other side.

“It’s me.” Y/N says. She knew Loki hated when people interrupted him, but he never mind when it was her.

Loki remains silent. She doesn’t hear him get up from his bed, but the door slowly creaks open until he’s facing her “Go away, Y/N.” Loki mumbles again, still not looking straight at her.

Y/N had a smile on her face when he opens the door, but it quickly vanished when she sees the state he is "Hey, what happened?"

He doesn’t say anything, but his gaze finally meets hers. He looks exhausted, there are bags under his eyes and he’s paler than usual. He mumbles again, this time louder “I said go away.”

Her hands found his face, holding him to look at her “You're not okay...”

Loki pulls himself away from her grasp, moving back into his chambers and sits down on the edge of his bed again. He buries his head into his hands. There’s so much he’s been trying to process lately, but now it’s finally catching up to him. He mumbles yet again, this time she can make out what he’s saying “Please...go away…I’m fine…”

She follows him, closing the door behind her before she sits by his side, sighing “You know you can't lie to me.”

He looks up at her, a little annoyed by the way she’s insist on staying. However, his expression softens “I know you’re persistent…” He mumbles again, hiding his face in his hands again “Please…can we drop it…I’m fine…”

"If you don't want to talk about it, I won't press you." Y/N puts her hand on his shoulder to comfort him.

Loki leans into her touch, finding a small sense of comfort in the gesture. He lets out a deep sigh, “Thank you…” He mumbles, a quiet and almost defeated tone to his voice. He seems like he still wants to talk, but can’t bring himself to say the words.

She gives him a small smile "But I hope you know that I'll listen to you if want to talk about...you know that, right?"

Loki finally moves his hands from his face, looking straight at her “I know, I know, I just…” He trails off, there were so many things he wanted to share with her. So many things that had been bugging him, but he couldn’t bring himself to bring them up “Just thank you…” Loki remains silent for a little longer, closing his eyes and thinking to himself. He sighs and then finally turns to look at her, once again ��Hey…can I…tell you something?”

“Of course.” Y/N says to him.

He takes a deep breath, preparing himself for what he’s about to tell her “I…I just want you to promise to not tell anyone, okay? No one can know what I’m going to tell you…” He looks away, taking another breath.

“I promise.” She says. Loki takes another sigh, trying to find the right words to say. He’s unsure of how she'll react, but she’s one of the only people he can trust.

“I…I found out something and I…well…it’s not a good thing and I just…” He trails off, unable to express exactly how he’s feeling. He takes another deep breath and closes his eyes for a moment as he tries to work up the courage to tell her. Loki takes another deep breath and stares at the ground. “Do you know what a frost giant is?”

Y/N nods at him “Yeah...big, blue and cold creatures.”

Loki’s face turns ghostly pale as he continues, still not meeting her eyes “What if I told you…I was one…?”

She thinks for a few seconds "Is this one of your pranks?"

He looks up at her, finally making eye contact again. He shakes his head, unable to hide the seriousness in his expression “No…No. I swear it’s not…”

“Oh...” she keeps looking at him “Okay.”

Loki’s body suddenly tenses up. He’s waiting for her to react, waiting for her to judge him. He’s expecting nothing but scorn in her voice, anger and disgust. However, when she only give him a simple “okay” instead of saying any of those, Loki’s heart stops for a moment. “A simple okay…?”

"Sorry, I'm still assimilating what you just said..." Y/N says calmly.

Loki is still shocked by her lack of judgement. He keeps staring at her, trying to make sense of the lack of reaction after she just found out something so shocking. “You’re…you’re not disgusted?”

"I'm a bit shocked, that's all..." She smiles slightly at him "Is that why you been distant after..."

Loki nods as she mentions the fight and Thor’s banishment, but he doesn’t really know how to explain everything to you. Everything has been a lot lately and he doesn’t know what to do, this is all new to him as well. He just looks down at the ground as he mumbles once again “Yeah…”

Y/N chuckles again, shaking her head "I thought I had done something to you..."

He sighs as you chuckle. It’s not funny to him “No…no, you didn’t do anything. It’s just that…I’m…it’s just...” He trails off again, not able to get the words out.

"I get it." She smiles, holding his hand into hers to comfort him. Loki looks down at their hands together. She holds his hand so gently, so tenderly. It’s an unexpected touch, something he’s not used to. He looks back up at Y/N, unable to hide the small smile that’s formed on his lips. Y/N is the first one to break the silence this time "Can you....hm...turn blue?" She asks carefully.

Loki chuckles at her question; it definitely caught him off guard “Yes…yes, I can.” He says, his hand still in hers. She notices that his touch is cold.

"Can I see it?" She asks again.

Loki hesitates for a second, unsure of if she actually want to see it. He’s never shown his true side to anyone, not even Y/N. He’s scared she won’t accept him for who he is… He nods slowly, letting go of her hand. “Okay…” He says, standing up from the bed. Loki takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. He focuses on his powers for just a moment.

When he opens his eyes again, his skin is now blue, his veins clearly visible as they’re now a light shade of blue and his eyes are red. The chill of his presence feels more profound than before, with a cold breeze seemingly circulating around him. Y/N looks amazed at his new form, standing up to get closer to him, seeing the marks that he has in his blue skin. Loki stands still as she get closer to him, staring at her face the entire time. She looks fascinated, as if she’s staring at a rare and magnificent creature.

Y/N looks at all his exposed skin before she looks back at his eyes "Can I touch you?" Loki doesn’t say anything, just stares at her with a slightly raised eyebrow. After a few seconds, he slowly nods, allowing Y/N to touch him. Her hands trace the marks on his forehead, before both her hands found his cheek. She had a small smile on her face.

Loki can feel his cheeks warming as her fingers trace the marks on his skin. He remains still as Y/N touch his cheek, unsure of what to do. He’s never had someone do this to him…no one has touched him quite in this particular way before.

"Are the marks sensitive?" She asks curious realizing the way he’s reacting.

He shakes his head slightly, her fingers on his cheeks making it difficult for him to focus. His cheeks feel like they’re on fire, he feels oddly embarrassed right now. “No…”He whispers, trying to remain composed.

“Okay.” Y/N replied with the smile still on her face.

Loki knew that if his skin wasn’t blue, he would probably be so red now. He continues to stand still as her fingers run across his cheek, trying his hardest to distract himself from how his body feels while her skin is touching his own. However, it’s impossible; he feels too vulnerable and exposed right now, he’s never been touched in such a familiar way before… He’s a bit lost for words right now.

"You're skin is cold, but I guess that's normal, right?" She asks looking at his eyes. Loki nods at her question. He can’t help it, her touch is making him feel all sorts of ways. He keeps his eyes locked on hers, trying to read what she’s thinking. Y/N smiles at him and notices that they’re really close "I liked this form of you."

Loki’s heart feels like it’s going to burst out of his chest. The way she’s smiling at him…it all makes him feel like she’s looking at him as something more than his friend. His eyes keep staring at hers, unable to look away. He moves his head just a tiny bit, a few inches closer to her, but Y/N doesn’t move back. Loki’s face is only an inch away from hers and he feels like he’s being drawn in by her gaze, closer and closer.

Y/N kept her hand in his cheek while she moves closer to his face. Loki’s breathing grows heavier, his heart beating wildly. He can practically feel each pulse as it runs through his body. He doesn’t know what came over him, but he decides to act upon his growing desires. His face moves that tiny bit closer to her, until their lips are just millimeters apart. Y/N leans in, brushing her lips slightly against his.

Loki freezes. The second their lips actually touched, his body reacted almost instantly, and he pulls Y/N into his arms. His head meets hers, their lips locked in a passionate kiss. She kiss him more passionately and Loki returns the kiss with equal, if not more, passion. His arms are wrapped around her. Y/N can feel the chill that’s radiating from him, her heat matching his cold.

He was taken off guard by her sudden boldness when her tongue asked permission. The touch of her tongue made him shiver in a good way. He opens his mouth, allowing her tongue to slide into his own. Everything feels new, everything feels strange and unfamiliar, he never thought this would happen to him, but he can’t fight it. He just lets the sensation wash over him, not allowing himself an inch to resist her.

Eventually, Y/N had to break the kiss to breath, and she do it smiling at him. Loki also need some air, keeping his eyes locked with her when she pulls away. A shiver runs through his body as the heat leaves his skin, but he only keeps looking at her with passion.

"I thought you were push me away..." She chuckles.

Loki just shakes his head as he continues to look at her. His smile from before is wider now; he’s never felt like this before. He had never felt this close with someone, never felt this…passionate. He likes it. He wants more. But, he wants it with her.

"Can you go back to your 'normal' form?" She smiles "I know you're blushing, and I can't see with your blue skin.”

Loki chuckles a bit at her words. He moves his hands from her waist, and slowly his body changes. His skin slowly changes back to its usual pale color, and so do his eyes. Loki smiles back at her and his cheeks are still a very light shade of pink. “Better? Now you can see my blush?” He says jokingly.

"Uhum" Y/N nods with a smile.

He chuckles again and runs his fingers through his hair “I…that…you caught me off guard back there…” He says as he shifts his feet a bit.

"When I touched your face?”

Loki nods, now looking away from her gaze as he speaks “And when you kissed me…I just…I didn’t expect it…”

"Oh, I'm sorry..." Y/N looks down, realizing she might had screwed their friendship now. Loki quickly moves his hands on her chin, forcing her to look back at him.

He’s still smiling, he’s not upset or anything of the sort. On the contrary, he looks almost delighted. “Don’t be sorry…” He chuckles, still smiling, but then his smile shifts into a smirk “I enjoyed it…”

"You did?" she smiles.

Loki chuckles and nods once again “Yes…I very much did…” He says as he shifts back, looking around the room momentarily before looking back at her. “But are you sure it’s alright? I just…don’t want you to see me any differently…”

Y/N laughs and shakes her head "I just kissed you in your frost giant form and you're worried that I'll see you differently?"

Loki chuckles and looks down for a moment. He’s actually enjoying having this conversation with her, it’s making him feel less awkward. “Well, it is…unusual for friends to kiss one another…”

“It is.” She says with a soft tone.

Loki laughs and shrugs his shoulders. He’s not sure how they got to this point, his sadness long forgoten, but he’s not particularly complaining. Maybe it was the kiss, maybe it was the whole frost giant thing, but Loki’s feeling pretty good about the situation. “So, what now? Do we just...ignore that whole kiss thing and continue our friendship...?”

"Is that what you want?" Y/N asks him.

He thinks for a moment. “No…I don’t think I want to go back to how things were before.” Loki smiles a bit when he says this, and his eyes lock onto her as he leans towards Y/N again. She smiles, leaning in too and kissing him again. His hands reach to her waist and grip her against him. He kisses Y/N once again, passionate, like he had before, but in his usual form this time. He moves his hands from her waist to her hips, trying to stay as close as possible.

When they break the kiss, they don't move. Y/N smiles at him "I don't want to go back to how things were before either..."

Loki feels relieved at her words and he smiles, his smile a bit wider than before. “So, you really don't mind that...that I am...” He says, starting to stutter slightly before he collects himself and continues “...a frost giant?”

"No, Loki. I don't mind." She smiles, caressing his cheek.

He stares at her with disbelief for a few moments before he nods slowly, seemingly accepting her words for what they are. He smiles back at Y/N. She doesn't treat him like an alien.

"I also wouldn't mind you being blue sometimes, you know." Y/N smiles at him.

Loki blinks a bit and stares at her for a moment. She's not afraid of him in his frost giant form...she actually like it... He tries to hide his shock and delight, but it shows on his face anyway. “You wouldn’t...?He says incredulously.

"What? You're quite handsome in both forms." She chuckles.

He laughs a little too, your comment catching him off guard. “That's the first time I've ever heard that, actually...” Again, his cheeks blush.

"That you're handsome?" Y/N asks confused.

Loki nods, feeling strangely vulnerable. “Yes...you're...you're the first to actually compliment my appearance...”

"I found that so hard to believe, Loki." She laughs, her arms going around his neck. Loki chuckles at her comment and wraps his arms around her as well. "You have to promise me something, though..." She says serious.

Loki’s heart sinks a little at her sudden serious tone, his grip around her slightly harder. His eyes are fixated on hers, eager for whatever it is she’s going to say. “Yes?” His voice is almost a whisper.

"Whenever you blush in your frost giant form, you have to turn back. I can't see you blushing like that.” Y/N laughs.

He chuckles as well, his smile growing. "You almost gave me a heart attack just now." He says lightly.

"Sorry.” Y/N laughs and Loki follows her. “So...” She smirks at him “Can you turn blue again?”

Loki chuckles at her smirk, but then nods his head and do as she asks, his form changes back into his frost giant form. He remains still for a few more seconds before he speaks once more. "Test away..."

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fruityspaceboy · 1 year

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Tony: *panicking* What the fuck are you two doing?

Y/N: *smiling like an idiot* We're blooping Tones, he loves it, look! Y/N: *continues poking Lokis's blue cheeks while saying 'bloop' with each poke*

Tony: *screaming* He's a fucking Ice-Giant Y/N! He's dangerous! *tries to come towards you*

Loki: *stretches one of his long arms out to keep Tony from coming too close to the both of you and growls*

Y/N: He's not dangerous, protective maybe but he would never hurt me.

Y/N: *uses hands to squish Lokis cheeks and make his face look funny and squished together*

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art-ro-vert · 3 months

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Several people asked for Jotun Loki, so here it is! I am so proud of this artwork honestly :)

We all know that Mobius loves Loki in any form 🥺

Thank you for prompts @jurassic-cunt @inkyspirit and sammy_of_the_sue (on Instagram) 💙

I still take Lokius prompts! So, please use the “ask button” or any other way if you wish to share your ideas!

Ps. I don’t draw all of them, just the ones that resonate with me <3

#Lokius #loki season 2 #loki series #loki #mobius m mobius #mobius #loki x mobius #jotun loki #jotun form #loki laufeyson #art ro vert

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jotun-design-party · 4 months

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that's it for jötun design party! i had so much fun seeing everyone's designs. the most difficult part was picking the winners, but i got there in the end! here are the winners, why i picked them, and the prizes they won!

as i will not be using this account anymore, i'll leave this as the pinned post and link to This Post as well as the #orientalism search for anyone who may stumble upon this blog in the future ❄️

Jötun Design Party Winners

First Place

Prize: full-body drawing of a character (original or otherwise) of their choice. I have your discord, and will contact you when I have the time to start and complete your drawing!

@therese-lokidottir

elegant and cohesive, it's clear that a lot of thought was put into the world and culture of jötunheim. every design is distinct and filled with personality while still maintaining a singular aesthetic. looking at these designs together, it's easy to imagine how the characters might interact with each other and their vibrant world.

Second Place

Prize: half-body drawing of a character (original or otherwise) of their choice. Please message this tumblr with your preferred method of communication (Discord, Instagram, or Tumblr itself) and I will contact you when I have the time to start and complete your drawing!

@ak800

looking at this design, it's easy to tell how much love, time, and effort was put into it. with elements that mirror loki's canon moteifs altered in ways that feel cozy, it's undeniable that there was a lot of thought put into the jötnar as a people. they mirror asgard in a way that directly contrasts the claims we see the aesir make of them, while still feeling like a separate and distinct culture with their personalized magic, unique horns, and clear social dynamics

Third Place

Prize: bust-shot drawing of a character (original or otherwise) of their choice. Please message this tumblr with your preferred method of communication (Discord, Instagram, or Tumblr itself) and I will contact you when I have the time to start and complete your drawing!

@corvusartchronicles

while deceptively simple, this design is thoughtful and paints a very different picture of jötunheim than we are used to seeing in canon. this design implies a combination of mythologies, which we are very used to in marvel, while giving love and thought to a vivid world of religion which is not often given the same respect as norse or greek mythology. protected from the weather in a way that would not make a temperature-sensitive frost giant overheat, loki's design is full of love for both fantasy, and the very real people who often inspire it 💞

it means the world to me that as many people participated as they did and i really hope that this contest helped make this fandom a more inclusive space in some way

picking the winners for this was SO DIFFICULT. so under the cut, i have also enthused about some of the submitted designs because i wanted to be able to share my thoughts on more of them. i'm so sorry that i wasn't able to get to everyone!!

treacheroustrickster

all of those shades of green? i am in love

red tichel!!! was this a callback to loki's red hair in mythology? I AM IN LOVE EITHER WAY!!!

i know it's based on a canon design and russian ashkenazi fashion but the hair jewelry just looks so in-place here. if it was cold enough outside that i needed to layer my clothes then i too would prefer to wear my metals in my hair where it wouldn't feel cold against my skin

newsted

this one specifically is just so ROYAL to me. far more than most of the entries! it has my heart

the riding pants >>>

the fingerless gloves >>>>

this design, with the minimal layers of clothing mixed with the warm cloak, makes me feel like it's designed to keep loki protected from the cold winds that comes with riding horses at high speeds in the winter

vvviktor

NY FRIEND I LOVE THE DETAILS

the embroidery on the sleeves

and the idea of loki in bronze instead of gold is one that i adore. i associate gold so heavily with asgard AND with loki that whenever i try to design jötun lokis, it's incredibly difficult to pick whether to use gold or not. bronze is the PERFECT solution to this

also shut up the feet literally are not bad

du-ed

HOOVES!!!!!!

okay cuteness aggression aside i think this is such a smart idea for the jötnar.

it helps with that balance of showing them in minimal clothing to get across their lack of sensitivity to the cold while also actually protecting them from the snow they are likely at least knee-deep in half the time

like yes. just yes

of COURSE they would look like this it just makes sense to me

imreaallyasorry

look at this. JUST LOOK AT IT. what more do i need to say

its perfect. i will be following you on my new account

this is the cutest thing i've seen in my entire life

also the staff/scepter is so cool, it's gorgeous, that's MY moon queen and magic theatre

unityrain24

this one is SO COOL, it's my absolute favorite out of the designs you submitted.

it looks so warm and sleek, and the idea that travel wear is so different from everyday wear makes me wonder just how harsh the conditions on the planet are.

i'm an absolute sucker for designs that are distinctly alien like this and it has my heart i love it so so much

#jotun loki #jötun loki #jotun design party #marvel #frost giant loki #jotun loki fanart #loki fanart #loki art #loki of jotunheim #jotun form #jotunn loki #marvel loki #loki fandom #marvel fanart

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holdmytesseract · 11 months

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moodboard by @chennqingg <3

Rules To Break

Jotun!Prince!Loki Laufeyson x fem!Æsir!Princess!Reader

Summary: Prince Loki of Jotunheim - son of King Laufey and heir to the throne is assigned to train a bunch of Asgardian men, in order to turn them into warriors. What happens when Odin's daughter, Princess Y/N crosses his paths in ways he would've never expected? While the Prince is completely unaware, the Princess struggles to keep up her several masquerades...

Warnings for this Chapter: Odin being the best father ever *coughs*, swear words, mutual pining?

Word Count: 2k

a/n: Okay... First things first. I split the originally last chapter up in two, so that means there's gonna be another chapter after that! 🥳

Divider by the lovely @fictive-sl0th 💚

Tagging: (Y'all in the comments again!)

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Chapter Four / Chapter Six

Chapter Five

Almost Four Months Later

You sighed, as you sat down on the windowsill with your book in hands, watching the birds fly by and the sun shining down on Asgard. You could see the blooming trees and flowers of the royal gardens from here. It was beautiful - if you were only allowed to go outside.

After what had happened at the training camp almost four months ago, your father was more than just angry. His wrath was so big, that he didn't talk to you for over two weeks. Your punishment was cruel. You weren't allowed to leave the palace - for at least a whole year. You had to stay in your room and were only allowed to come out for breakfast, lunch or dinner. It was horrible - and yet you had no other choice than to accept it. In the time you weren't eating, reading, sleeping or staring aimlessly out of the window, you were thinking... Thinking about the traitorous asshole which called himself prince Loki Laufeyson. You hated him for what he did. At least a part of you did. The other part was still reminiscing about the intimate moments you shared with him at that damn lake. You just weren't able to get him off your mind. He was always present – in some way.

A knock against the door of your chamber brought you back to reality. You looked up, "Yes?" and clapped your book shut. The door opened slowly, revealing your dear friend Estrid. She was carrying a tray with two small golden bowls. In one were nuts, in the other grapes. "I thought you could need something to eat, my princess." Estrid was your saviour. Your ray of sunshine on cloudy days. "Thank you." You smiled up at her, as she placed the delicacies on your desk beside the window. The young woman gave you a nod, and stayed for a moment, looking at you intensely. "What?" You asked, lifting an eyebrow. "Something is on your mind, I can tell. Or rather someone...?" Of course you told Estrid what happened back in the camp and the lake. She was your best friend after all. You sighed, defeated, rubbing the heels of your palms in your eyes. "I just can't forget him, Estrid. Even after four months, he's constantly on my mind, bothering me. I just don't know why..." The maid cocked her head, smiling. "If I may be so bold to say this, but-" "No, no, no. No. We already had this conversation – twice! I told you. I am not in love!" Your friend giggled. "Well, your mind can't seem to forget prince Loki... and the way you are denying it so vehemently, I think it's very clear that you are in love, your highness."

You just scoffed, shaking your head. "Why won't you just admit that you fell in love with him?" "Because I do not love him, Estrid, I-" You cut off your own sentence, averting your eyes; jaw clenching. "You what, my princess?" Estrid asked, stepping closer. "May I?" She gestured to the free space beside you on the little sofa. "You may." You gave her the permission to sit down beside you - what she did. "I understand you, Y/N, but I also don't understand you. Where lies the problem? Loki is everything your father wants as a future husband for you - as far as I'm concerned. He is a prince, future king. He's of status. The son of his closest ally. He's a warrior - a fighter. Why not give in to the love? Marry him." You swallowed at her words. Yes, you asked yourself. What even is the problem? Estrid wasn't wrong, was she?

"I-I don't know, I... I highly doubt that he feels the same." The maid placed a hand on your shoulder, smiling. "I highly doubt that he doesn't feel the same. After what you told me..." She said, standing up. "This sounds like a story of love to me." Her lips curled in another smile, before she left the room; closing the door silently behind her.

"And therefore, the next hunt is planned to be-" Laufey's eyes landed on his son's, who sat across him at the table. He was staring aimlessly across the dining hall, poking around in his meal. The king frowned. It wasn't the first time his son seemed to be very absent-minded. It happened a lot recently. "Loki." No reaction. The king balled his hand to a fist and slammed his fist on the stoney table, causing the prince to flinch. His gaze landed immediately on his father. "Have you heard a single word I just said?" Loki nodded, eagerly, "Of course, I-" but the critical gaze of Laufey silenced him. He knew. "Haven't, father. Apologies." The king shook his head, crossing his arms over his chest. "What is bothering your mind, son? You've been absent-minded all the time recently. Tell me - and don't say it is nothing!" Loki swallowed hard. He knew exactly what was bothering him. He hoped to hide it from his father, but it was no use. He couldn't. So why deny it longer?

"I..." Loki started, clearing his throat. "I am afraid I fell in love, father... And now I can't stop myself from thinking about her." Laufey looked at Loki like he had just seen a ghost; completely in disbelief. His son falling in love? A thing the king never thought possible. "You are what?" He needed to hear it again to truly believe it. "In love, father... I'm in love." The king blinked, still a bit taken aback. "Well, I'm surprised, but happy for you, son. I do hope she is of royal blood, though. Or well, at least of high status. I won't allow you to court a mere mai-" "She is, father." Loki jumped to interrupt him. "You even know her. Princess Y/N, daughter of Odin." Laufey's eyes widened. He definitely hadn't seen that coming. "Princess Y/N?" The young Jotun nodded. "Did you meet her on your trip to Asgard?" "Yes, but that is a story for another time. I have to go to her. I have to see her; talk to her. My heart is aching; in desperate need to see her." Loki closed his eyes for a moment as he paused, before taking a deep breath. "And... And I wish to marry her. Please, father." Laufey was still kind of shocked, but nevertheless gave his blessings. "You may - but this isn't just my decision. You have to speak to the Allfather; ask for the princess's hand in marriage." The prince nodded. "I will, father, I will. Do I have your permission to leave tomorrow morning for Asgard?" "You have my permission, son."

Loki wasn't able to find sleep that night. A trillion thoughts were running at lighting speed through his head; thinking through every possible scenario. What if Odin rejects me and won't allow me to marry her? What if I'm not enough for her in his eyes? What if she's already promised to someone else? What if she doesn't love me? But the signs have been clear, haven't they? Or did I read them wrong? What if she doesn't want to marry me? What if I screwed it up with rejecting her like I did?

His mind just wasn't able to settle down and rest. So, he tossed and turned; literally waiting for the morning to arrive. When it did, the young prince was up early, of course. Standing up with the sunrise, he prepared everything for his journey and visited his father, before he left.

"I'll be going now, father." Laufey gave him a nod, just having some breakfast. "Good luck, my son. Princess Y/N will be a good future wife and queen." Loki nodded approvingly. "She will. I'm certain of it." Taking a small bow, the prince backed up, on his way to leave, when the king held him back. "And son?" Loki looked over his shoulder, expectantly. "Yes?" "I'm proud of you. After every discussion we have been through… You, finding love is a true blessing." He couldn't help but smile at his father's words. "Thank you."

Not much later, Loki stepped out of the Bifrost, faced with the guard of Asgard - Heimdall. The Æsir gave him a nod and a bow. "I saw you coming, prince Loki." Loki winked at him. "I bet you did. Is the Allfather...?" "In the palace, yes." "Thank you." So, Loki made his way to the palace. After explaining to the guards that he was here to talk with Odin, they let him in and another guard accompanied him to the golden doors of the throne room.

"Prince Loki, son of Laufey..." Started Odin, as he laid his eyes upon the Jotun prince. "What brings you here on such a beautiful day? I hope nothing bad." Loki shook his head and got down on one knee, taking a deep bow, just like it was taught to him; upholding his good manners. "Rather the opposite, Allfather... I hope to bring good news." The king of Asgard gave the Jotun a nod, "Speak." looking at him expectantly. Loki swallowed and took a deep breath. Was that nervosity he felt? "I wish to marry your daughter, princess Y/N." Odin's expression changed. He couldn't hide that he was more than surprised. "You wish to marry my daughter?" "Yes, your highness." The king looked at the prince for quite a few seconds, literally staring him down, before he spoke up again. "Well... You are a of status - a prince, with good manners. A great leader and warrior, future king and the son of my greatest ally... How could I turn such an offer down? You may marry my daughter, prince." Loki couldn't suppress the bright smile which threatened to cross his face. So, he lowered his head in order to hide it. "Thank you, Allfather. I promise to be a good husband for her - but... I have got one more wish. Am I allowed to speak?" "Speak." "I... I don't want this marriage to be arranged." That was Loki's 'condition'.

Yes, he loved you and yes, his father and your father agreed to this, but he didn't want to force you into marrying him. If you didn't love him and didn't want this, the prince wished to accept your decision. Sure, he would be heartbroken, but forcing you to be his wife - to love him, wouldn't change a thing. Loki wanted you to be happy - even if that was the prize he had to pay. He would pay it in a heartbeat.

An almost high-pitched laugh escaped the Allfather's lips, as if Loki just said something scandalous. "You wish this marriage to not be arranged?!" Loki nodded. "Yes, my king. I beg of you." "Why?" "I want princess Y/N to be happy and not bound to a man she doesn't love, because..." The prince paused for a moment, took another deep breath. "Because I truly love your daughter. With all my heart." Once again, Odin just stared at him for a moment. "I owe you and your father. You trained my people to become excellent warriors. Therefore, I'll agree. If my daughter doesn't wish to marry you, she won't." Odin's answer took a load of Loki's mind. He was definitely relieved; took another bow. "Thank you. May I go and speak to her?" "Of course. After all, she is your future wife - perhaps."

That was, what Loki did. A guard led him all the way to your chambers. "I thank you. Leave now." The guard obeyed, bowed and turned to leave. Loki had to take a few deep breaths, before he was ready to knock on your door. Before he was brave enough to knock on your door. After all, a lot had happened between you and him. Not to mention that it was kind of his fault, that you were trapped in your room. He regretted it, but he also had no other choice back then and was hurt as well... Nevertheless, he had to talk to you and take a chance. Otherwise, Loki feared to die, because his heart was aching so painfully for you. So, he knocked; and when your delicate, sweet voice echoed from the other side of the door and told him to come in, a pleasant shiver ran down his spine. It was almost therapeutic to hear your voice again. Taking a last deep breath, the prince stepped inside.

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magpie-murder · 8 months

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loki art request bc i saw you ask:

fem/androgynous loki where they are like half in their aesir/asgardian form and half in their jotun form (like it's splotching/spreading) and they are surprise/worried about it?

idk if that's too vague or too specific. but. idk hopefully it might inspire you?

beloved…….

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ladylovesloki · 2 years

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Hot Tea: One Shot

Pairings: Loki X Reader

Warnings: Language, smut

Summary: You burn your throat with hot tea..Jotun Loki to the rescue.

You had been in the mood for tea all day. Not just any tea, the tea you specifically buy for your own personal use that you bust out when you’re not feeling well or when you’re having a shitty day. Today was option B, you had the most irritating day at work and all you wanted to do was relax and have your cup of tea.

You get to your apartment, you say a quick hello to your boyfriend Loki and start making your tea. You’re bouncing with anticipation waiting for this water to hurry up and get to the right temperature. You finally hear that glorious whistle and finish making your tea.

You give it a half assed blow to “cool it down” but immediately regret it.

It is piping hot, you feel like your tongue and your throat are now on fire.

“Fuck!” You start to cough. “Darling! Are you alright!” Loki comes rushing over to you, “what happened?”

You point at the cup and then your throat and make a fanning gesture with your hand in front of your throat hoping he understands what you’re trying to express.

“You didn’t wait until it was safe to drink again.” It’s not a question, he already knows what happened. You did this often enough, “I’ll get the milk and honey.”

He walks over to the fridge and then it hits you. He’s a frost giant, maybe he could help you with a little bit more than just milk and honey…

You walk over to him, trying to ignore the burning pain in your throat, you didn’t want him to turn you down because you were in too much pain.

You wrap your arms around his waist and start to drift your hand towards his sleeping member.

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing?”

He turns around as much as you allow him, you open the freezer, take his hand and place it inside the ice. Loki’s glamour on his skin starts to recede leaving his icy blue skin.

You take his now blue finger and put it in your mouth, dragging it down your tongue towards the back of your throat where you let it sit. Enjoying the cold feeling, relishing in the relief, you had your eyes closed and you were moaning so sinfully when you opened your eyes Loki’s pupils were so dilated his eyes were black. You look down and see his tented pants, seeing the effect your little experiment had on him.

“Y/n, you need to tread carefully.” He warns you, you have done a lot of things together sexually but never in his jotun form. He would use the excuse of not wanting to harm you but in truth, he was terrified you would be disgusted by his jotun form. Knowing that his true form lies underneath an illusion might be enough to deter you from ever wanting to make love to him ever again. You tried to convince him multiple times but he always refused, it doesn’t really look like you’re giving him much of an option today.

“Please baby? My throat hurts so much, don’t you want to soothe the heat for me. I’m burning for you daddy.” You’re voice in super raspy from the scalding hot tea, it hurts like a bitch but you were so turned on by this you barely felt it anymore. Now you just wanted to suck his big blue cock.

He looks at you for a moment, closes his eyes and he transforms before your eyes. He doesn’t open them to look at you assessing him, still too afraid of your reaction. You take your hand and you caress his face, trail your finger down his nose and cup his cheeks gently using your thumbs to brush over his closed eyes. You get on your tippy toes and you kiss him, softly at first and then you deepen it. Even his tongue is cold, so naturally, you suck on it making sinful noises as you do.

You stop the kiss and he opens his eyes, the ruby red of them taking you by surprise at first. Not because you find them revolting, you’re just amazed by them, the ruby reflecting the fire burning in your throat.

You take his hand, turn around and walk towards the couch. Before you sit him down and you remove all of his clothes yourself. After every piece of skin revealed you leave kisses where the article of clothing was. You start with his shirt, revealing his chiseled blue chest, showing more of his jotun markings. You lick each one. Then you get down on your knees in front of him and you take off his shoes and socks, kissing the tops of his feet. Still on your knees you unbuckle his pants, maintaining eye contact the whole time and finally pull his pants down painfully slow. His long, thick, weeping blue cock bobbing enticingly in front of your face. You lick your lips and start to lick him.

You rise up from your knees, lightly kiss him and push him lightly so he sits down on the couch, you get to your knees again and spread his legs apart. You grab the bottom of your shirt and lift it over your head, he gazes down at your breasts while he strokes himself slowly, getting some more of his essence to seep out of the tip.

You lean down and lick that delicious pearl, feeling the cooling sensation already.

“Mmmm, daddy you taste so good.”

“Do I? Is it helping your pain darling?” He’s starting to stroke your hair, feeling his longer pointed nails scratch your head gently.

“Yes daddy, it feels so much better, but I still feel a little burning..” you take his hand and lay it on your throat, “right here…”

“Well let’s see what we can do about that..” he removes his hand from around your throat and wraps it around the back of your head, pushing you toward his begging cock. You wrap your lips around him and slowly move your head up and down, massaging him with your tongue as you go.

“Yes, oh y/n…”

You take him as deep as you can, feeling the relief from the heat of your burn almost instantly. You keep him in place deep in your throat, enjoying the feeling of his cold cock, you slowly start to move. You start to speed up your motions and move your tongue around a little more, you start to feel him twitch like he’s about to cum.

“Are you close daddy?”

“Yes my darling, so close.”

You can’t have that.

You pull away from him and start to lick him and place light kisses all over him, dragging out his sweet pleasure.

All of the teasing got him worked up even more, “my darling please, I don’t think I can take anymore. Please I beg of you.”

His nails are ripping into the fabric of the couch beneath him, the sound making you want to give in to his pleas.

You make eye contact with him and take him in your mouth, as deep as you can go. You move much faster than previously and rapidly swirl your tongue all around him.

“Y/n! Y/n, please!”

You grab his balls and massage them as you shove his cock all the way down your throat, feeling the tip press against the back of it.

That sets him off.

He’s screaming your name and you feel his cock twitch harder than before, then his ice cold cum shoots down your throat, further soothing the uncomfortable burning sensation. The relief you felt when you took his finger in your mouth before was nothing compared to this feeling.

You slide him out of your mouth slowly, he’s fully reclined on the couch, legs still open wide, cock slowly softening and eyes staring at the ceiling.

He’s breathing so heavy, “you ok baby?” You ask.

He shifts his head and looks down at you, his red eyes staring at you so intensely it was almost like he was seeing into your soul.

“I’m more than ok my darling, how’s your throat?”

You smile, “better, thank you.”

He laughs, “you’re thanking me, after the way you just made feel. YOU are thanking ME?”

He laughs fondly at you again, exasperated by his lady love. “You are unbelievable.”

You rose to your feet and started making your way to the kitchen.

“Where do you think you’re going my love?”

“My tea should be the perfect temperature now!”

“I don’t think so darling”, he runs over to you and throws you over his shoulder walking straight to the bedroom.

“Wait! What about my tea!”

“I’ll make you more later woman!”

He takes you to bed and makes love to you in his jotun form, you were in such a good mood afterward you found you no longer needed your special tea to make you feel better after all. All you needed was your beautiful prince to soothe you.

The end.

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hrefna-the-raven · 11 months

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Tome of Fate

Masterlist

Chapter 1 - Chapter 2 - Chapter 3 - Chapter 4

Chapter 5 (finale)

Summary: This is basically an AU story about Loki, prince of Jotunheim, and the reader, princess of Asgard, meeting in the Utgardhall's library.

Loki drinks up some courage to confess his feelings to you :)

Words: 2013

Warnings: drunkenness, smut (18+)

As all of you stumbled into the local tavern, the air thick with the smell of stale ale and sweat, he couldn't help but feel a flutter in his chest. He'd never been drawn to the rough and tumble atmosphere of the local watering hole, full of brawny warriors, foreign merchants and rough-hewn townsfolk. But tonight felt different. Tonight he was here with you and the anticipation just as the anxiety of ruining the blossoming friendship were almost too much to bear. At the same time, you were busy fighting your own battles against your anxious mind, being torn between the curiosity of observing the full spectrum of the inhabitants and visitors of Utgard and the discomfort caused by being stuck amidst so many people, this was a foreign place after all. As you sat down at a table in the corner of the tavern, you scooted close to Loki, your hand finding his under the table, holding it tightly, giving him a shy smile. Bjalki continued to bring the finest and strongest ale to the table and you started to ease up after the third drink, coming to the conclusion that Loki's friends actually were good at heart despite mostly acting coarsely. You believed it to be the Jotun way and you could somewhat relate to it, almost sure that you might have grown up to become the same if you had to survive in Jotunheim's rough climate. As the night wore on and the group was shouting, laughing and drinking to their hearts' content, Loki became increasingly talkative and it seemed as if he tried to impress you with his jokes and antics, recounting the tale of him getting into a heavy flyting with the brother of an elven princess in a desperate attempt to escape the marriage to be arranged between him and her. Loki levied several insults on the prince, accusing him of being a coward and mocking his arrogance for doubting a frost giant to be neither intelligent nor good enough to become his sister's husband.

"You did what?", you laughed at his antics.

"I called him the greatest coward claiming that when arrows are loosed, here barely dare peep from behind his shield.”, Loki slurred.

"Why didn't you just marry her?", you asked, a slight tremble in your voice.

"She was not my type", he stated quietly, swaying a little on his seat while he took another gulp from his jug.

“His type seems to rather revolve around tiny Aesir women”, Simul chuckled, winking at you.

The prince shot her an angry glance which only earned him a hearty laugh from her. A few drinks later, Guma started making out with Bjalki at the counter while Simul disappeared with another Jotun, leaving Loki and you alone, while he felt a sting of jealousy at his friends finding love and company so naturally. He sighed, knowing that this was probably his only chance to make a move before you headed back to Asgard. He downed mug after mug of ale until he was too drunk to stand but finally lost that last bit of his composure and restraint, that last part of the wall holding him back from the wave of undeniable attraction towards that beautiful soul of yours. So he took a deep breath and held your hand on his chest.

"My Princess!", he slurred, "I have something to tell you!"

"What is it, Loki?", you rolled your eyes in a faint attempt to hide the blush.

"I know this is probably the ale talking, but I just had to tell you," he slurred, “I've had feelings for you since the first time I met you in that library!", his voice cracked at the last part, being louder than he anticipated.

You couldn't help but laugh at his drunken confession, not failing to notice the touch of sincerity in his words.

"I mean it," he said as he leaned in closer to you, his warm ale ridden breath fanning over your face, his raspy voice growing dangerously low and urgent, "I've never felt this way about anyone before."

You smiled, your eyes sparkling in the dim light of the tavern.

"I believe you, my prince" you said softly, pecking his cheek, “even though you're very veeeery drunk”, you giggled groggily.

"Yes, I am drunk. But that doesn't make my feelings any less true. I would do anything for you, my lady. I would even...I would even fight a dragon for you!"

"Loki, there are no dragons in Jotunheim."

"Well, then I would find a dragon and bring it here just to prove my love for you!", Loki pouted playfully.

"Loki, you don't need to prove anything. Just be yourself."

"That's the problem, my princess”, he purred, “when I'm myself, I can't help but be mischievous", Loki grinned, suddenly feeling very dizzy.

His hand wrapped around your neck and he pulled you close, his lips crashing on yours in a heated drunken kiss. His lips felt cold but soft at the same time and you almost whimpered as his tongue ran over your lower lip, demanding entrance. You pulled away, panting, your mind racing to desperately decipher what just happened and what consequences giving into it would drag along.

“Loki, I...”, you whispered, unsure of what you wanted to tell him, avoiding his gaze.

“We should head back to the palace”, he leaned his head against yours, his nose nudging your soft hair, your sweet floral scent filling his nostrils as a dark groan rumbled deep in his chest.

Both of you got up and left the tavern, staggering along the way back to the palace, or more precisely, your room. You weren't sure what exactly you would allow to happen when you arrived at your destination but the warmth of the alcohol cursing through your system and the pooling heat between your legs inevitably pushed you to continue walking.

As soon as the door fell shut, Loki pinned you against it, one hand sneaking around your waist as he slammed the other against the wood beside your face, bending down so he faced you directly, gaze flickering to yours, his crimson eyes filled with primal desire and a hint of nervousness.

“Princess, I-”, he breathed but you cut him off, capturing him in another heated kiss.

Your tongue slipped past his lips, dancing around his while your hands wrapped around his neck in a desperate attempt to pull him closer. Loki could sense the urgency and need in the swirls of your tongue and it ignited a primal need within him. He broke the kiss with a feral growl, lifted you effortlessly and carried you towards the bed, placing you gently on the furs. His ruby eyes gazed deeply into your soul, leaving you captivated and yearning for more.

“Loki”, you moaned, eyes falling shut while your hands tugged at his tunic.

Loki yearned for intimacy with you, to experience the sensation of your touch and your soft skin pressed against his chilly, blue form. He desired to express his affection for you by satisfying your every desire in a sacred union of body and soul, a moment that would last for eternity. Nonetheless, his heart was riddled with doubts as you moaned with delight beneath him.

“Princess, I-I-I”, he stammered, the drunken courage suddenly leaving him as a barely audible confession left his lips, “I've never done this before.”

He anticipated being ridiculed when he revealed that despite being a formidable Jotun prince, he had never been intimate with a woman until now. However, to his surprise, you did not judge him and instead when he looked into your eyes, he found nothing but comforting affection once the initial surprise subsided.

“Then I would love to be your first, my prince”, you spoke softly, your hand cupping his cheek.

You felt a strange tingling sensation and your eyes widened at the sight of a pale blue mist engulfing both of you, dissipating your clothes, revealing his large cock as he positioned himself above your suddenly naked body. You gasped in surprise, your right hand instinctively moving up, fingers delicately wrapping around his throbbing member. Loki moaned your name, his hips bucking into your touch. Your hands on him felt divine, filling him with warm sinful bliss. You stroked him slowly, smearing the drop of precum around his tip, eyes hungrily fixed on him as you licked your lips. In the twinkling of an eye something snapped in Loki. His usual calm restraint self vanished, replaced by an overwhelming untamed craving, unleashing the beast he didn't know was trapped within him. One of his hands shot to your chest, pressing down with force and pushing your entire body further up until his face was dangerously close to your slick folds. He bit your inner thigh before he ran his nose up to your wetness, deeply inhaling the scent of your sweet arousal before burying his tongue inside you. Your head fell back, your hips jerking at the sudden sensation and a shiver ran down your spine as Loki's feral groan rang out to your ears, his tongue eagerly thrusting deeper inside of you, lapping at your juices like a thirsty animal.

“Loki ooooh”, you moaned, your fingers scratching at his scalp, pushing his head down while you were grinding against him.

The prince instantly stopped, lifting his head, staring mindlessly at you, his thoughts growing increasingly hazy as your taste and smell invaded all his senses as you laid trembling before him. His body moved up, the tip of his cock pressed against your entrance while his hand now wandered to your shoulder, his long fingers digging into the soft flesh, still holding you in place.

“Princess, I-I-”, he hissed, a last faint attempt to pull himself together and resisting the unbearable urge of ruining you, “don't know if I can resist this an-”

His words fell silent at the luscious sensation of your hips jerking up, his cock being swallowed by your wet folds, gliding inside. You shuddered at the coldness of him buried deeply in your heat, he felt unlike any other man and you weren't sure if you'd ever want another after this. He was like an unblemished sin. This tall gorgeous chaste and yet wild prince filling you up so perfectly, the sound of his deep groans echoing through the room as he continued rutting into you at a fast pace, bringing you both closer to the edge with every thrust. Loki lowered his torso, burying his face in the crook of your neck, dragging his tongue over your sensitive skin as he kept on grunting into your ear like a feral creature, drowning both of you in the abyss of the purest form of pleasure. As your walls clenched around his cock and he spilled his cold seed into you, coming undone broke any barriers that held both of you up, a mist of pale blue and emerald surrounded your bodies and the crackling sounds of your combined seidr grew louder. Suddenly, your control caved in and the mist exploded, shattering the mirror next to the bed into a million fragments, the frame hitting the floor with a loud thud. Despite the chaotic outburst, the closeness between you remained unbroken. Loki panted heavily, feeling as if he was floating, lost in his own thoughts and emotions. The room spun around him, a blur of colours and sounds that he couldn't quite make sense of invading his hazy mind as he blinked and looked down at you. He had never felt this way before, never experienced such a rush of sensation that seemed to consume him entirely. As you lay there, catching your breath and basking in the aftershocks of your orgasm, you couldn't help but marvel at the man who had brought you to such heights. You could have never foreseen that a simple conversation with the prince of Jotunheim and a drunken night at the tavern would result in something so profound, just like how you never thought you would develop strong feelings for him. However, now you found yourself entwined with Loki Laufeyson, forming an unbreakable bond that was sealed with the intimacy of your bodies intertwined.

Note: I'm not entirely satisfied with this chapter but I'll post it for now to avoid withdrawal symptoms from the lack of Jotun Loki smut :-p

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unityrain24 · 9 months

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Jötunn Loki

Oil pastel with posca pen detailing

i made this all in one sitting last night. This seems to just be a thing with pastels for me. I won't use pastels at all for weeks and weeks and months and then all of a sudden out of nowhere i'll bust them out, get hit with inspiration, and create an entire finished piece all in one sitting. This isn't the first time it's happened. It's especially wierd since i like.. never make finished pieces.

Anyways. I like how it turned out. I think i accomplished what i wanted with the piece and i like the colours and the abstract elements and the emotion. Jotun Loki <3

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natendo-art · 10 days

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✨ "A marriage of form and function" ✨ . . Celebrating this fine day of Lokius being canon with a little Asgardian wedding moment 💕

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artlordofthesith · 2 months

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Jotun Sylvie. This was a gift for the 2023 Sylki Secret Santa Gift Exchange.

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fruityspaceboy · 1 year

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Loki: *whispers* Future Husband say what. Y/N: *confused* What? Loki: *screeching internally*

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rodinia211 · 4 months

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#twhiddleston #ai art #loki #ai #lokiedit #loki laufeyson #jotun loki #loki of jotunheim #jotun form

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donaweasley · 1 year

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His True Form

Okay, so here is another snippet from another WIP because Heaven knows when I would finish the story!!

Read time: ~5 min

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“What is your true form?”

Her question was met with silence and with eyes that were trying to answer and question at the same time.

“You’re a frost giant! Of course! That’s your true form. How could I forget!”

Loki cast his eyes down. “Yes, I’m a frost giant,” he agreed with a remorse in his voice, “I’m a monster. That is my true form.”

“Show me.”

“What??!!!” Eyes wide, he wondered if he had heard her properly or had misunderstood her words.

“Show me your true form, Loki. I want to see you.”

“I cannot! I...It is not something you would like to see. Trust me.”

“I trust myself. And I trust you. If you know me, then you must know that I like you for who you are, and not for who I imagine you to be.”

“Well, part of you does like the imaginary me in your head,” he jested.

“I do, yes,” she shook her head, “But...at the core, it’s all about who you are, Loki. I like you regardless of what you have done. Or what you look like. Don’t you see? A change of colour won’t change anything.”

Determined, Loki shook his head, replying more to himself than to her, “No.”

Seeing his stubbornness, she sighed, “I won’t force you. I never will. But...if you trust in what I feel for you...well, I don’t know how to put this. Know that I feel all of that for what’s in here,” she placed a hand over his heart, “and not what’s on here,” and moved the hand to place on his cheek. “Well, some of it is,” She concluded with a laugh.

Loki gave her a sad smile, and looked at her face. He was looking into her.

Less than a second later, a small gasp left her mouth, as his porcelain skin gradually started blending into a shade of blue that could only match that of the western sky at dawn. Her hand slowly drew itself away from his face as it turned cold. The green eyes that were boring into hers morphed into a shade that was richer than vermillion, the colour of life and eternity. The once smooth skin now displayed a million ridges, ones that reminded her of waves of a swelled up sea.

She stared at him shamelessly, unable to believe the spectacle unveiling before her eyes. Under her very roof! She had imagined it, read about it, and now...she was actually witnessing what was no less than a miracle to her.

Loki stood with his eyes glued to her feet, not daring to look at her face, lest any fear etched on it should stab him. He stood there fidgeting with his fingers while the cold breaths coming out of his mouth became more and more erratic.

He was on the verge of spinning on his heels when he heard her. It was barely above a whisper, but he heard it clearly.

“Beautiful!”

His hands stopped their movements. With knitted brows, he looked up at her, unable to believe what he had heard. He was ready to believe that he had broken her but...what was that?

“What?” His own voice had lost its strength.

“You are beautiful!” She managed a little louder this time. “You’re...you’re...I’m sorry, I-I think I lost my words!” Her breaths formed adorable little wisps as she spoke.

“Can you hear yourself? Did I scare you so much that you are blabbering nonsense now?” He almost scoffed.

This snapped her out of her trance. “What? I’m...I..I’m speaking what?”

He did not say anything.

“No, mister,” she spoke confidently, “I’m absolutely aware of what I’m saying. You are,” and her voice dropped back to the enchanted one, “even more gorgeous than what I had imagined. You...” her hand moved up to his face and before she had hardly touched one of his lines, she pulled it away. “I-I’m...I’m sorry.”

“It is alright,” Loki said gently, “You may.”

“Are you sure? It’s...”

He gently wrapped his slender, icy fingers around her wrist, “I am”.

She shivered at the sudden contact. But Loki now knew that it was the cold and not fear that made her react. So, instead of backing away, he slowly pulled her hand up and laid it on his face.

As her fingers gently landed on a ridge, it made her gasp and made him close his eyes. For a moment, he stopped all thoughts, and simply relished in the soft, warm touches that her fingers paved across his cheeks, across his chin, down his neck…

But her path lasted just till there. As if suddenly awakened, she cleared her throat and simultaneously, removed her hand from where his skin got lost inside the collar of his tunic.

“I’m sorry. I...got lost...” She gulped.

“No. It is fine. It is absolutely fine,” he convinced her.

She gave him a nervous smile.

As they were, once again, covered in a comfortable blanket of silence, he noticed goosebumps forming on her arms.

The cold.

In the blink of an eye, he was back into his porcelain skin.

“Wh-What happened?” She wondered aloud. “Was it uncomfortable? I’m sorry if I pushed you too far!”

“It was not,” he gently held her by the arms, “not for me, at least. But I do not want you to catch a cold.” His fingers were comfortably cool now.

She searched his face for an answer to her confusion. Loki simply gestured at her arm with his eyes. And she realised.

Oh!

She quickly rubbed her arms in an attempt to make them go away. Not because she was uncomfortable. But because she thought that Loki might be.

He probably guessed it, having known her pretty well by now. Especially now, when he knew what she really felt for him.

“It does not bother me,” he said with a smile, “unless it bothers you. I am sure goosebumps are never pleasurable.”

“Not if they are a result of something pleasurable,” her natural tendency to make quirky remarks slipped out before she could gauge the situation.

Shit!

When her face turned crimson, Loki took the opportunity to regain his charm that was momentarily buried under a wave of emotions. He tilted his head with a smirk, and took a few steps towards her, enough to eventually back her up against the desk.

He leaned in, his breath - now warm again - fanning over her ear, and spoke in a gravelly voice, “I was only teasing you.” Leaning back, he took her hand and brought it to his lips, “Good night, darling!”

Before her flustered brain could resume proper function, the air mingled with a soft green glow, and somewhere amidst it, a smirking Loki disappeared from view.

“Rascal,” she huffed. But her frustration was quickly taken over by a wide grin and a ferocious blush.

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