Pairings: Loki X Reader
Warnings: None yet
Summary: Reader is raising her twins in New Asgard, the sons of Loki. One night reader and her boys are having a fun Friday night when they get an unexpected guest.
I don’t know where this is going yet…we’ll find out together…🤷🏻♀️
“Vali! Momma said we need to finish our homework before we can play!”
Vali rolls his eyes at his twin brother, “relax Narfi, I’m just taking a little break.”
Narfi exhales and continues doing his work.
“Narfi! Vali! Are you guys done with your homework?” You yell from the kitchen where you are preparing dinner.
“Almost!” Vali responds back quickly getting back to doing his work. Narfi grinned at his brother and finished the remaining problems in his math homework.
“Done!” Narfi announces proudly, he packs up his books into his backpack and runs to the kitchen to claim his plate of food.
Vali once again rolls his eyes at his brother, over the little goody two shoes attitude. Vali was more prone towards mischief and having fun! Narfi was definitely a momma’s boy.
Vali finishes his work, puts away his things and heads towards the kitchen to wait for dinner.
Narfi was filling his plate and Vali apparently didn’t feel like waiting so he used his developing magical ability to get his serving so he didn’t have to wait.
“Hey!” Narfi yelps.
“Vali, how many times do I have to tell you? No magic in the house. You remember what happened last week don’t you?” You ask exasperated.
“I’m sorry mom, I’m starving! You know how much I love your lasagna..” boy gets his flattery from his father.
“Mmhhm..come on boys sit down and eat.”
The three of them sit down at the dinner table and have idle talk about their day. The boys talked about how school was and what they were learning, any assignments they have due. Narfi was excelling in his studies of course, the boy loved to read and he absorbed all of it like a sponge. Vali was doing well enough in school, he loved his physical activities and magic school. Thank goodness for New Asgard, if not for the remaining Asgardians she would have no idea how to raise such magical children.
Also the idea of them being alone terrified you, they had such a long lifespan and with Loki gone..you were the only parent they had left and you had maybe 60 more years left if you’re lucky. Thor usually came around to help with the twins, they were the only family he had left and you knew he would always be there for them.
You loved those boys. They were a piece of Loki. The only piece of Loki left.
You met when he tried taking over Earth, he was enamored by you and when he was posing as Odin he brought you to Asgard to be with him there. You knew it was wrong but you fell in love with him and Odin was an asshole. The last time you saw him he was shoving you onto the escape pod with his people when you were all escaping Ragnarok. He tricked you into believing he was going escape with you but in the last moment he shoved you forward and closed the door behind you.
You screamed for them to open the doors and slammed your hands against them. The people inside the pod grabbed you so they can strap you in and all you could do is stare at Loki while he looked sadly at you through the window. Tears were falling down his face and once he saw that you were safely strapped in your seat with the rest of the people he pressed the release so the pod can fly off the doomed vessel.
To this day you hear yourself screaming for him in your dreams.
You found out you were pregnant shortly after you arrived on Earth.
At first you were devastated, you wanted Loki to be here with you. You weren’t supposed to do this alone. But then you saw it as a blessing, a part of him will live on. And then you found out you were having twins, Thor was so happy he burst into tears.
The birth was tough, they had never seen a jotun/human hybrid before so the healers didn’t know what to expect. Luckily Thor asked for the assistance of Pepper Potts and she was able to get the best doctors that were still there after the snap. They worked alongside Asgards remaining healers and delivered your twins successfully.
Years went on and then after the Avengers defeated Thanos, Thor took some time to travel around the universe. The boys were older and they were starting to go to school, you made sure to teach them your Earth customs while they were also living in New Asgard surrounded by Asgardians learning their culture as well.
The boys are now going on 8 years old and are currently in the 3rd grade. They have their math, science, social studies and language arts classes but they also have seidr lessons. Another trait that they inherited from their father and they almost destroyed your house on multiple occasions. Never on purpose of course, most of the time it would be completely random. You didn’t know anything about magic so you asked one of the Asgardian healers at work and she recommended one of the old seidr teachers that survived Ragnarok.
So now twice a week after their other classes, they have their seidr lessons.
They know who their dad is. You explained to them about what happened in New York, how he was controlled by Thanos, you didn’t tell them how he died..maybe when they were older. You did make sure that they knew he would’ve loved them desperately. And you know he would have, you just hope you are raising them the way he would’ve wanted.
You all finish your meals, “alright guys, you wanna watch a movie or have a game night?” It was Friday night so no need to be up early the next day for school and being Prince Loki’s baby momma has its perks, like not working on the weekends…
Narfi looks at you, “can we go outside and make s’mores?”
You nod, “sure baby we can do that..Vali? You ok with that or did you want to do something else?”
He shakes his head and leans back in his chair, his eyes trained on the ceiling, “no, s’mores sounds good. Just gimmie a minute, I’m stuffed..”
You giggle at his silliness, “alright boys, help me clean up here and we can go outside and get the s’mores started.”
They help you clean up after dinner and collect all of the items for their s’mores, you get outside with some blankets just in case you get cold. The boys of course never get cold..
You start the fire in the small pit you have in your backyard and hand the boys their tools for s’mores.
You are about to get started roasting and then you see an orange door pop up out of nowhere on the other side of the backyard.
You stand up and make sure the boys are behind you, you get your phone ready to call Val just in case.
You wait a moment and then out steps Loki.
He’s wearing a dirty button up, a tie and slacks. His short hair a mess and he’s covered in bruises and cuts.
He looks at you for a moment, “y/n?”
“What the hell is this?” You ask breathlessly.
“Mom?” You hear Narfi behind you sounding so small and afraid.
You turn and look at the twins, “go inside and lock the door, do not come out until you hear my or Aunt Val’s voice. Understand?”
Vali stands tall, “no mom, we’re not leaving. Is that….?…”
“I don’t know who that is baby, but it is not your father.” You try to calm him.
“I beg your pardon? Did you just say father?” You hear Loki ask behind you.
You turn around, “You..You don’t talk!”…you say sharply to him.
He holds his hands up in surrender, his eyebrows raised at the tone of your voice.
“No baby, it’s not. Your dad died, I wouldn’t lie to you about that.”
“How can you say that?! He’s standing right there!”
“Vali, let me talk to him alone and see what this is about.”
“No, we talk to him together.” He insists.
“No Vali, he could be dangerous..”
He ignores you and looks to Loki.
“Are you my dad?”
Loki looks uncomfortable, “I…It’s hard to explain.”
“We have time it’s not a school night.”
“Vali! Go inside with your brother.”
“No! You lied to us. You just wanted to keep us from him!”
“No baby, I promise you. Let me talk to him, when I know it’s safe you and your brother can ask all of the questions you want.”
Vali looks at you and then looks at Loki.
“Don’t hurt my mom.”
“Loki holds up his hands again, “I wouldn’t dream of it.”
Vali takes Narfi by the shoulders and leads him inside, no doubt to sit by the window and keep a close eye on the two adults outside.
You watch them close the door and you turn your gaze to Loki.
“Who are you?”
“I am Loki, though not the Loki you knew. I am from a different timeline.”
“Ok..and what are you doing here?”
“As I said..it’s hard to explain.”
“Well like my son said, it’s not a school night…I have the time.”
“Are they truly my…your Loki’s children?”
You take a moment to think about how you should answer him, he could still be an imposter just wanting to hurt you and take your powerful children. You can imagine the children of Loki would sell for a high price.
“And he died?”
“Yes, Thanos…” you clear the lump in your throat and try to hold back your tears, “Thanos killed him on his way to Earth. What are you doing here?”
“I am looking for a new timeline to call home, you see my timeline no longer exists. I have no home, I have been traveling to different timelines to find one where I can assimilate myself into. So far this is the only one that seems like it would fit my needs.”
“Your needs? And what would your needs be?”
“Peace. I just want peace.”
“So you choose a timeline where you have kids? You sure you don’t want to search some more?”
“No, please..they seem…wonderful. What family do I have left in this timeline?”
“Umm..your brother is still alive..that’s it.”
“Ah..I was hoping I found one where mother might’ve survived..”
“This is crazy, why should I believe any of this?”
He takes a few steps towards you closing the distance, “I remember you from New York, you tried desperately to save me, to reach to my humanity. To be honest with you whenever you were around the Other’s influence was less effective. The last I remember of you, I had left you at your home far away from the city to keep you safe. I promised you I would come for you after my victory.”
“Yea well you lost and went to Asgard and then you came and got me like 2 years later. We lived on Asgard together for a while and then when Ragnarok happened we all came here..well you died on the way..”
“Yes. Thanos..he..he his dead on this timeline now yes?” He asks nervously.
“Yea he’s dead, thanks to the Avengers and then some.”
He breathes in relief, “good…good.”
You take a good look at him and he looks disheveled, “did you want to come inside and get some water?”
“Yes, water would be lovely, thank you.”
You make your way to the house and you hear the sound of the boys running from the window, probably getting into a position to make it look like they weren’t watching them from the window.
“Boys? You can come out..”
You see them walk out of Vali’s room hand in hand.
“Ok guys..this is a lot to take in..I’m not even sure if I understand it to be honest..come sit and I’ll explain.”
The twins sit down and you tell them what Loki told you, “so you see guys, your father, from our timeline did die. This Loki is from a different one where you guys don’t exist yet.”
Narfi finally finds his voice, “so this daddy doesn’t love you?”
You look over at Loki and he again had a very uncomfortable look on his face, “no baby, this Loki doesn’t love me.”
He looks down sadly, “oh..”
You lift up Narfi’s face with your finger, “what’s wrong baby?”
His blue eyes fill with tears and he sniffles, “I was hoping that this daddy would stay with us and we can be a family…but if he doesn’t love you then he won’t want to stay..”
Loki kneels in front of Narfi, “oh my boy, I have to learn my place here in this time, I wish to spend as much time with you two as I can..if that’s alright?”
Loki looks over to you, silently asking permission. You look over at the twins and they have the same look on their little faces. Spitting images of their father.
“It’s getting late, we’ll talk more about all of this in the morning.”
“But mooommm!” Vali let’s out a wine, “but mom nothing, you guys are up way later than usual. Come on go brush your teeth and get in bed.”
“Fiiinnee..” they both walk over to you and give you a hug and a kiss.
Narfi walks over to Loki and puts out his hand, Loki looks down at it and then takes Narfi’s little hand in his giving it a little shake.
“It’s nice to meet you.”
“It’s nice to meet you too Narfi.” Loki looks over to Vali, “and you as well Vali, I am glad to see your mother has a strong protector in her home.”
Vali doesn’t say anything, just looks at Loki suspiciously and reaches for Narfi’s hand. “Come on Narfi, let’s get ready for bed.”
The twins leave you and Loki in the living room and you look over at Loki, “hungry?”
He thinks a moment, “actually yes..”
“Ok, I’ll fix you a plate.” You get up and go to the kitchen, you grab some of the left over lasagna and warm it up. As you’re getting his meal ready, Loki walked into the kitchen and watched you work.
You place his plate on the table and pull out the chair, “your meal your highness.”
He laughs and you are hit was a pang of sadness, you missed Loki so much, but this isn’t your Loki.
He sits down and starts to eat, “this is delicious!”
You giggle, “thank you. You can sleep in the guest room, it used to be Thor’s old room so you might find some of his things in there still.”
He all of a sudden looks upset.
“Ah, so even the woman that bore my children was enamored by my brother. Tell me. Did you wait to jump into my brothers bed after my death or did you did you wait until my body was cold at least?”
“You don’t get to do that. You have no idea what it has been like. Your brother was all we had after you died. I have never, will never sleep with Thor. I haven’t been able to sleep with anyone since you died. I can’t stop seeing your eyes when I close mine, your laugh, your smile..your death broke me Loki, if I wasn’t pregnant with the boys….”
You dry your eyes and stand up from the dinner table, “the bathroom is down the hall, last door on the right. The guest room is next door to it, you can use that for now while we try to get ahold of your brother to figure out what we’re going to do from here.”
You don’t say anything else and you don’t give him the opportunity to say anything, you just turn around and leave towards your room.
You get to your room and close the door, you rest your back against it and slide down, tears streaming down your face. This was too much. How were you going to do this?
Knock Knock Knock
“Y/n” you hear Loki’s voice on the other side.
“Can we speak? Please?”
You dry your face once again, stand up and open the door.
You see Loki, looking down in shame.
“I’m sorry y/n. I had no right. You are absolutely correct, I have no idea what it was like for you after my…his death. I am thankful my brother stayed and helped you with the twins, it’s what I would expect of my family.”
You look up at him and finally meet his gaze, “thank you for your apology Loki, I forgive you. I’ll see you tomorrow morning, we’ll talk more ok?”
“Yes. Until then.”
He turns and walks down the hall, you close the door again and get ready for bed. Anxious for what tomorrow is going to bring.
Loki: No gender. Just shitty black nail polish.
Bucky Barnes x reader x Loki Laufeyson
Summary: In which you are forced to choose between the two men that you love, but you don't know if you can make that decision.
Warnings: Angst, fluff ending
“You have to choose y/n, I can not handle this any longer darling,” Loki stated running his hands along his face, tired of the games you had been playing with him and the other man in your life, Bucky.
You and Loki were standing in your room in the avenger’s compound, Loki having barged in after you had just finished taking a shower, never bothering to knock when he came in.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about Loki,” you say, unable to make direct eye contact with him, guilt heavy on your heart. You knew he was right, you knew what you were doing was wrong, but you couldn’t help yourself, neither Bucky nor Loki had bothered to try to make anything official between you, so if they didn’t step up, why should you?
“Listen, I don’t know what you want from me here Loki, you never made any moves to try and make this official between us, so why should I lend you those pleasantries when you hadn’t bothered with them yourself?” you stated, not wanting to have this conversation. You liked how it was with your two men, each of you pretending everything was okay, pretending like you didn’t want more with the other, and the endless affections you got from them.
They each knew about each other of course, you weren’t that type of woman, they had said they were okay with it at the beginning, but as time went on, you could tell that neither of them were any longer, and frankly neither were you at times. Sure you loved the arrangement but sometimes you wished for more.
Each man had something immensely different to offer, Loki was intense, strong, whitty, and a very great and experienced lover. Bucky on the other hand was sweet, loving, and very soft when he opened up with you. You had never admitted it to either of them yet, but you loved them both, and didn’t think you could choose, at least not right on the spot like Loki was trying to put you on.
“This isn’t as easy a decision as you make it out to be, Loki,” you said, finally looking him strongly in the eyes, letting him know how you were feeling inside, upset and lost. You didn’t want to be upset with him, you completely understood why he was doing this, but it hurt and you both knew it.
“I do not understand what it is you must think about, I am a God y/n, how is this a difficult choice?” Loki arrogantly mentioned.
You rolled your eyes, typical holier-than-thou attitude Loki always had when the topic of your other lover came around. “That’s not a fair tool of judgment Loki, God or super soldier, I don’t care what you are, that's not what this decision is based on and you know it.” You didn’t want to have this conversation with him any longer, you knew it would not be productive so you walked out, heading to the kitchen to think about all of this.
Unfortunately for you, Bucky was sat at one of the bar stools by himself, you really didn’t want to see any of the men right now, knowing it wouldn’t be productive to your thought process.
“Hey Buck,” you said dejectedly.
“What’s wrong pretty?” Bucky asked sweetly.
“I don’t really want to talk about it right now if that’s okay?” You always told Bucky everything, him being the more emotionally sensitive of the two men, but this wasn’t the time for that right now.
“Of course doll, you know where to find me,” Bucky understands the need to be alone sometimes, so he stepped out to leave you alone.
You really appreciated that about him, he understood your emotions and how to treat and take care of you during whatever emotions were storming in your head.
You made yourself a cup of coffee and sat down to think for a while.
You made a pro’s and con’s list in your head, juvenile, you know, but it was the only thing you could think of to start sifting through all the information about the two.
Loki was a God, in form and in bed, he was strong, possessive, protective, and would do anything to protect you. On the other hand, he could be emotionally detached sometimes, and you knew he would outlive you by thousands of years, you had never spoken to him about that and how it would work in the long run.
Bucky was gorgeous, understood you and your emotions, was extremely sweet and gentile, and he had that beautiful vibranium arm that you adored. In contrast he sometimes kept his own emotions from you, choosing to close himself off rather than open up to you.
It seemed pretty clear to you the choice you had to make, one option was exciting, unpredictable, and fun, while the other was more practical, loving, and long term. While you wish you could have both of them for a while longer, you knew the cracks in your relationships with them were getting substantially larger, and everything was starting to crumble, so you could either jump to safety, or fall down with the rubble.
You found Loki first, looking down at your feet as you approached him. “Hey Loki, I thought about it for a while and you’re right,” you stated lowly.
“I knew you would see it my way princess,” he said triumphantly, slotting his hand against your cheek to raise your eyes to his. When he saw the tears in your eyes, a look of confusion overcame his features.
“Loki, you know it wouldn’t work between us long term, you live for thousands of years, I’d be lucky to make it to 100, you need to find someone who can be with you forever, not my forever, but yours.” You tried to make him understand.
He stepped back, not understanding what you were saying, “wait… we could figure it out y/n, please, we could find a way,” he tried to reason with you.
“Even if we could find a way for me to live longer, what would happen if it didn’t work out? If you got tired of me, didn’t want me any more? I would be stuck to live for thousands more years without you and I don’t want that Loki, you know I wouldn't,” You could see in his eyes that he started to understand where you were coming from, he knew from the beginning that this was your reality, but he didn’t want to have to come to terms with it so soon.
He said nothing more, and teleported away, you knew he wanted to be alone with what you had told him, letting the reality of the situation sink in. You gathered your emotions, wiped the tears off of your face and went to find Bucky.
You found him in his room, laying on his bed staring up at the ceiling. “Hey Sarge, anything interesting up there?” you teased.
His eyes snapped to you, he sat up quickly and patted the spot on the bed next to him with his metal arm. Lord, I cannot wait to have that forever. You thought to yourself as you walked over.
“Me and Loki are done,” you told him shortly.
He looked at you with a surprised look in his eyes, but also that of confusion lying underneath. “What? Why? Did something happen?”
“No, no, you know we weren’t serious, and I decided I need to do what is best for my future, and I never could see that with him, but I can with you Buck,” you told him, grabbing the hand you loved way too much.
“What are you saying y/n?” He asked, wanting the final clarification from you.
“It’s you Bucky, it always has been you, I was just too stubborn to see that, and I am sorry that it took me this long to understand,” you told him sadly, it really wasn’t fair everything that you put him through, you could tell that he loved you, and despite that, you went off with another man some nights, and that hurt your heart to think about what he was feeling then. “I never should have treated you how I did, if you don’t want to be with me after all of this, I would never blame you, I hope you know that,” you said as you started to get up to leave.
His hand grabbed yours to pull you back down onto the bed, “wait, please don’t go,” he begged. “You’re insane if you think I don’t want you, you’re all I’ve wanted,” he said breathlessly. He grabbed the sides of your face with both of his hands, the contrasting temperatures, something you always enjoyed. Looking in your eyes one last time for any indications of regret, to which he found none. “I love you so much,” he said before he kissed you strong and hard, like it was subsequently the first and last time.
You pulled away and said, “I’ve always loved you Buck, I am so sorry,” you said again, the confession of love bringing a weight off of your chest that you had been feeling for far too long.
You couldn’t help but think about Loki as well, you hoped he wasn’t too upset, you know you hurt him, and you would spend however long it would take to help him see why it was for the best.
Bucky was still on the forefront of your mind as he sat in front of you. Words escaped your brain and all you could do was look at him and drink in how beautiful he looked when he was this happy. It wasn’t often you saw his genuine smile, the stoic man he often was, it made your heart leap to know how happy you made him.
With the feeling of his hands on you and his eyes looking into yours, that you knew in your heart you had made the right decision, no matter how hard it had been. Bucky was your forever and you could see that every time you looked at him.
Bucky brought his lips to your head, “thank you,” he whispered into your hair, “thank you.”
(This was the very first thing I’ve ever written so please be kind! I’m super nervous about posting this :))
Long Live The King
Pairing: Jotun Loki x Asgardian F!reader
Warnings: assassination attempt, not much this time, mild fight near end...
Summary: you are an assassin sent by Odin to kill the King of Jotunhiem, nothing could have prepared your for what happened......
You sat in your chamber sharpening your dagger when a knock came at your door. "Come." You called out continuing your work. "Lady y/n, the king requests your presence." You heard, looking up seeing an Einherjar standing attention in your doorway. "What does he require?" You asked sheathing your dagger. "He requires your presence." He said again making you roll your eyes "very well, lead the way." You said getting up. Following him down the abandoned halls you came upon the large golden doors of the throne room. "Lady y/n to see the king." He said to the other guards as they opened the door.
You walked in seeing Odin sat on the throne gripping gungnir. "My king." You said placing your fist on your chest going down on one knee. "Lady y/n, glad you could join me." He bellowed through the room. "If I may be so bold, what is it you require of me?" You asked bowing your head. You heard him bang the spear on the floor "leave us." He called out, looking around you saw all the guards filter out. "Y/n, what do you know of the frost giants?" Odin asked making his way down the steps. "That they are cruel, evil beats, monsters your highness that the realms would be better off without." You gritted "very good y/n, I have a task for you." Odin said. You looked up at him furrowing your eyebrows "come, I will show you." He said turning on his heel, his cloak billowing behind him.
You followed him into a small room behind the throne, walking in you saw a desk heaped with papers and maps. "Y/n, I do not give you this task lightly, but I trust you can handle it." Odin said rounding the desk "and what task is that?" You asked "the King of Jotunhiem has been attacking our allies on Vanahiem and Alfhiem, cutting off trading to the realms." He said shifting through some of the papers. "And there are talks amongst the people that they will try here next." He said handing you a scroll. "Their king is ruthless, blood thirsty. He will not stop until he rules the nine realms." He said.
"Why not send Thor? Does he not posess mjulnir?" You asked looking at him. "He is too brash, I need someone trained in stealth to sneak in under cover of dark and end him while he sleeps." Odin said "and that's me?" You asked raising an eyebrow "yes y/n, I have seen you train. You are quiet, agile. I believe you best suited for the task." He said. "Very well my king." You said placing your fist on your chest. "Very good, pack only what you can carry, speak of this to no one and meet me at the bifrost within the hour." He said "yes my king." You said bowing leaving the room. You went to your chambers layering your clothing, grabbing your thickest cloak with fur trimming fastening it to your shoulders you grabbed your daggers strapping the holsters to your thighs, slipping another into your boot you grabbed your gloves heading towards the bifrost.
You walked in seeing Odin and Heimdall "my king... gatekeeper." You said bowing. "Y/n, we will have to send you by other means, the bifrost will alert too many." Odin said talking to Heimdall. "Here, take this." He said holding out a small bottle "if something happens and you cannot return you will freeze to death. This will make it more....bearable." He said as you nodded slipping it into your pocket. "Good luck y/n, may the God's favor you." Odin said "my king." You said bowing. You felt Odin place a hand on your head reciting some sort of spell, closing your eyes your body felt light as his words began to fade to the back of your mind. You felt a cold wind hit you face, opening your eyes seeing the barren landscape of Jotunhiem.
The cold wind blew through you as you squinted in the dark. You pulled your cloak tighter around you, shielding you from the snow while you looked around trying to get your bearings. You looked into the distance seeing Utgard shooting up to the sky "there you are." You said to yourself smiling beginning to walk towards the large structure thinking of a plan. The further you walked the worse the storm became, forcing you to take shelter in a near by cave until it broke. You huddled into a corner pulling your cloak up when you heard footsteps at the mouth of the cave. You got to your feet pulling your dagger out ready for a fight "h..Hello? Is anyone here?" You heard making you freeze. "Please..i...I n...need help!" They called out. You slowly stood looking around the rock seeing a man hunched over rubbing his arms.
"P..please....I don't know where I am!" He called out again. You sheathed your dagger slowly walking out "who are you?" You called out getting the man's attention. "My name is Magnus, who are you?" The man asked. You walked closer taking him in, his long black hair was stiff from the cold, his lithe frame only covered by a green tunic and black leather pants "how did you get here....Magnus?" You asked circling the man "I don't know! One minute I'm walking down the street the next I'm here." He said sitting down leaning against the rock wall. "And how have you not froze to death?" You asked watching him. "I..I j...just got here." He said, his teeth chattering. "Where are you from?" You asked keeping your distance. "I...I'm f..from V..vanahiem." be stuttered pulling his knees up to his chest.
You unclasped your cloak walking over to him draping it over his shoulders. "W..where are y..you from?" He asked looking up at you, his bright green eyes catching your attention "Asgard." You said plainly stepping away from him. "S..so you c..can call t..the bifrost?" He asked pulling the cloak around him. "Yes. But I have to do something first, stay here, remain hidden." You said walking to the mouth of the cave. "W..wait...don't l..leave me." He said getting up. "W..what if t..those monsters show u..up." he said looking at you. You sighed "fine, come on but stay out of my way." You said walking out.
You jogged to the capital, hoping that if you kept your blood pumping you wouldn't freeze, ducking behind a large block of ice you looked at the gates. "W..where is e..eveyone?" You heard Magnus ask next to you. "I don't know, just..stay here I will return shortly." You said pulling a dagger from your holster. "B..but..." he started "I said stay here!" You growled glaring at him as he sunk back down. You crouched down slowly making your way to the gates, noticing the only sound was the wind howling. Your gut was screaming something was off but you would not fail the king. Steadying yourself you continued crouching down in front of the gated seeing them slightly opened. You looked back seeing magnus's black hair blowing in the wind waving for him to get down you slipped through the gate.
You stayed to the shadows, slowly looking for where the kings chambers may be when you came upon two large ornately decorated doors. "Well, this is probably it." You whispered to yourself. grasping the handle you slowly pushed it open slipping inside. You ducked behind a chair looking around, other then the fire the room was dark, the wall was lined with bookshelves, a desk sat in the corner with papers strewn across it. Seeing another set of doors across the room you slowly made your way to it, gripping your dagger you slowly pushed it open seeing a large four poster bed as someone shifted under the furs. You crouched down, slowly making your way to the side of the bed, standing up you held your dagger up ready to pounce.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." You heard making you freeze. Looking over you saw Magnus leaning on the doorframe admiring his nails. "What are you doing you idiot, I said wait for me." You whisper yelled. You watched as he unclasped your cloak tossing it aside "you aesir....so naive." He laughed stepping into the room. "Wha.." you trailed off, seeing his skin begin to turn blue, his red eyes boring into you. You stepped back looking at the now empty bed "h..how did..." you stuttered hearing him laugh. "A simple illusion, although I don't expect your tiny brain could comprehend it." He snarked walking closer.
You gripped your dagger "so, who are you really then?" You gritted watching him slink closer "oh, where are my manners, i am Loki Laufeyson King of Jotunhiem." He said smiling holding his arms out. Taking in his height he was much taller then you but much smaller then a frost giant. "How do the jotuns feel about a runt leading them?" You snarked. "You will take care how you speak to me asgardian." He growled "well, we won't be speaking long." You said lunging at him but he was much quicker, grabbing your arm he flipped you over his shoulder, your back hitting the floor hard. Gasping for air he straddled your hips, his knees pinning your arms down as he smiled down at you. "Oh, I disagree, we have much to discuss, but that can wait." He smiled placing his hand on your forehead he said something you didn't understand as you were pulled into darkness......
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A Year Without Your Love
Summary: Loki leaves for a year not realizing the damage he has caused you until he returns.
Paring: Loki X Reader
Word Count: 1,951
Warings: Angst, crying, yelling,
A/N: this was a Wip i thought i post while i try and work on Lokis’ bay part 8, so enjoy :)
You had walked down stairs quietly to find your dog Apollo messing with something under the couch. As you inspect closer you see he has a hold of your necklace with your engagement ring on it, you quickly yet gently grab it out of his mouth. " How on earth did you get this?" You look at Apollo thinking he's gonna respond “wow i really am going crazy” you thought to yourself.
You sat on the couch as you held the ring in between your fingers, Apollo laid jumped on the couch and rested his head In your lap. As you sat on the couch you put the necklace back on, you couldn't help but fidget with it as the memories flew back to the night you got it.
Loki and you had been together for a year. The two of you were madly and deeply in love with one another there was no doubt about that. On the night of your 2nd anniversary, Loki popped the question and asked you to marry him. You automatically said yes as tears filled your eyes. That night was a very special night to the both of you.
A couple weeks after your anniversary you had planned a nice romantic dinner with a gift for Loki , as the night came Loki never showed up. You thought it was strange he didn't show. The next morning you woke up to sunflowers in your room with a note from Loki.
" My dearest love, I'm deeply saddened to say this; however I must return to Asgard with Thor for some family business. Please forgive me dear darling for missing dinner and enjoy these beautiful sunflowers, I shall return in three days"
Singed your love, Loki ♡
Little did you know those three days would soon turn into a week, a week into a month, a month into a year as Thor and Loki never came back, let alone visit .
As the months passed Tony and every one could see you were not yourself. You had started to withdraw from everyone. Tony and you decided it was best for you to move out of New York and back to Your hometown in California.
You always loved the idea of how Clint and his family were, and you wanted that with Loki. Tony made sure to take care of everything once you moved back to California. He had the best security system installed for you, a secret weapons rooms in your house, anything you can think of he made it happen. You were like a daughter to tony and he wanted the best for you.
As you stop thinking about the past you look at your phone and yawn as you stretch and Apollo hears and he automatically knows it's bedtime, he runs up the stairs to the bedroom getting in his spot.
You looked at him and smiled a little, when you entered the room you checked the small space next to it and smiled before you got into bed and drifted off to sleep.
As you were sleeping a frighteningly loud sound flew through the room as lights flickered and flashed. You heard a swirling "whoosh" followed by the faint sound of a voice as the sound repeated itself and all became calm once more. You shot up out of your slumber and Apollo was already on alert, you checked the spot again next to your bed.
You typed in a code near the dress and emergency protocols were put in place, you then grabbed the small handgun as you were headed downstairs cautiously. As you made it into the living room aiming the gun to the shadow figure standing there. You automatically put it down as you couldn't believe who was in front of you.
There he stood, adjusting his costume which was a traditional suit from his own world. Not the black suit and tie you were used to.
"My dear, you won't believe the day I had”. He ran his fingers through his hair to pull it out of his face, he looked up in the opposite direction of you. "Darling? Y/N-" he turned, "oh- there you are." He was relaxed, nonchalant and didn't even appear that excited to see you.
" One year" You mumbled.
"What was that?" He leaned in closer.
"You've been gone For one ...Year...Loki!." You whispered yelled, He raised his brows, surprised. He often was when he learned how long it had been. Time went differently for him. " I can't even stand to look at you! " You huffed past him as you made your way to the kitchen. He gave a weary sigh, and shuffled to follow you.
"Darling.." He muttered as he reached out to place a hand over yours. You pulled away as you sipped on a glass of water.
"Don't call me that!" You barked as you turned, staring into his eyes, and then stomped back into the living room.
"I get you're upset but you're being a bit dramatic, darling."
"I'm not being dramatic! One whole year, and not a word! You were off, god knows where, doing god knows what-" you paused, "fucking god knows who!"
"Y/N!" He practiced scolding.
Apollo moves in front of you in a protective stance as he senses your distress.
"No! I get to say it. You probably already have some goddess wife"
"You know that isn't true..." he growled.
Apollo begins to growl at him, " Apollo stand down" you order him and he listens, he sits down by your feet waiting for your signal if you need him to attack.
You turn your attention back to Loki "How would I? You go missing for a year!No notes, no gifts, you just left out of the blue, making me wonder if you found someone new or if you were even alive!..." your angry expression dropped in realization, " Was I just a play thing to you, did you even mean what you said when you proposed!?" You cried.
"You are not my love… he looked from side to side as he spoke and then dropped his arms down to his sides as he sighed. "I have given you my word, you are my only when I placed that ring on your finger"
"Then how come you never came back to me!"
"I had to take care of some things"
"How do I know that’s not a lie!? You're the god of lies after all."
"Mischief. You know that."
"Please...Y/N..." he begged.
"No! I'm sick of this!" You went to storm out of the room, but he was faster. He blocked your way to go up stairs. . He looked deep into your eyes and they burned with frustration. His voice was deep, and smooth.
"You are my only escape. My only relief from my own world and my own madness." As he spoke, he moved closer, but you moved away. He walked you back, towards the railing . "I keep you here, where you are safe and I am at peace. I bare my soul to you, and you alone." He wrapped his fingers firmly around your wrist as he pulled you close to him.
"You didn't keep us safe Loki!" You pull your hands out of his grip, his eyes lock with yours " Look around Loki we're not even in my apartment in New York!" You yell almost on the verge of tears. He can see how hurt you are, he then looks around to realize he is in a house, then he realizes again it's your house.
He pressed your chest against his and held you there by the small of your back. You couldn't help but cry, you then placed your forehead against his and his hand on you cheek. " Read me" you say as you lay your hand on top of his hand. Without hesitation he reads your mind, every thought, every emotion, every memory, you ever had in the year he's been gone.
He pulled away from you and began to cry “ my god what have i done, I’m so sorry love". Just then a small cry came from the bedroom as you loosen yourself from his grip to head to the bedroom. As you enter you see your 1 year old daughter Luna crying. You could tell she heard the yelling and awakened from her slumber. “ m- mama!” was all that she said and you could feel yourself jump into action. Picking her up from the crib and bringing her to your chest as you pushed her raven hair away from her face and cooing at her. “ hi sweetie i'm sorry mama woke you up”
She continued to cry but eventually calmed down and you placed her back in her crib. Loki had entered and the sight of you putting your daughter to sleep made him cry even more. He knew he probably shouldn't but everything in his heart was telling him to hold you.
So he wraps his arms around you tightly as he hugs you too. You began to cry into his chest as he kissed your forehead and just rubbed your back, you stayed there for a couple seconds enjoying the feeling of his embrace. You pull back and look him in the eyes.
" I was all alone.... And scared... I didn't know what to do'' your voice cracks as you try not to cry again. " I needed you Loki.... and you weren't there.. you weren't fuckin there!" you whisper as you fist his shirt with tears streaming down your face and you can feel an angry build again. He quickly just bears hugs trying to calm you down as you cry.
After a while you begin to calm down. Loki takes you down stairs and you sit on the couch as he makes you some tea. The two of you sat there for hours, he just watched you as you talked and explained everything, the only time he did talk is when you looked at him for a response. You told him how hard your pregnancy was and how you came up with the name Luna and everything there was about her.
You told him about the house and the dog. You told him you forgave him and how much you loved him. He apologized almost a million times. After a while you begin to get tired again and notice the sun has already come up. He picks you up bridal style and walks up to the bedroom. He lays you down on the bed as he begins to walk out. "Loki.." you say hesitantly, " Yes" he turns around.
" can you please sleep in the bed with me I- d- don't want you to l-l-leave again" Your eyes begin to water and he quickly rushes into the bed in embracing you. " I'll do anything for you my love... with everything in me I am truly and deeply sorry to see the pain I caused you, I never wanted this to happen I am truly sorry" you look up at him and can tell he is genuinely hurt by the pain he caused you and you see tears form in his eyes.
You put one of your hands on his cheek as your other hand pulls the necklace out of your shirt and shows him the ring. " I never took it off, although you've caused me pain Loki..... truth be told you're the love of my life and I'm still very much madly in love with you... I always have and always will love you."
Just then both your heads turn as Luna says something you thought she and Loki would never get to hear or say. “ Dada”
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The Sweatpants [Avenger!Loki x Female Reader] 18+
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Relationship: Avenger!Loki x Female Reader
Summary: Loki being a sex god in sweatpants. That's it, really. A bit of plot involving Bucky. (w/c 2.2k)
Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI. Massive thirst for sweatpant!Loki. Smut. Fingering. Sex. Language. Sexual tension. Detailed descriptions of Loki in sweatpants. A/N: It had to be done.
“Even if you were the last man on this planet Loki Laufeyson I would never fuck you.” you hissed, “Never.”
“What about another planet? There are quite a few you know.” he said calmly, the trademark smugness radiating from his stupid smug face.
You groaned in frustration as he chuckled. The doors which led to the outside world away from your infuriating colleague refusing to open despite your repeated attempts.
“…and I’m sure I don’t need to remind you that- “
“-That you're not a ‘man’ - I get it…we all get it…Jesus H Christ.” you huffed as you swiped your key-card again at the exit. The red light flashed mockingly. Why did it never seem to work with him around?
Since an ill-thought-out session of heavy petting at one of Stark’s parties, Loki wouldn’t leave you alone. Everywhere you went, there he was – with a horny glint in his eye and a suggestive comment on his lips.
“Wrong God, darling - but you’re getting very close…” he leant over you, pressing his large hand gently over yours, guiding the key-card in your fingers through the grooves. The green light flickered.
You rolled your eyes, sighing loudly.
“Laufeyson…let me be clear. You could be walking around this tower looking like an Abercrombie and Fitch model and I still wouldn’t be interested. OK?”
Loki was silent. His piercing gaze running over your resolute face as he folded his arms over his suit, containing a smirk. God, he was so smug.
“Fine.” you said, breaking the silence as you pulled the door mercifully towards you, “I’ll see you around.”
Loki waited until the glass pane slotted back in place, watching you leave with a confident spring in your step. It was adorable when you thought you had bested him. “Indeed you will, Y/N.” he murmured to the empty hall.
You strolled into the kitchens a few hours later with both hands laden with groceries, heaving one bag awkwardly up to the counter as Bucky ran up behind you, catching a bottle before it hit the floor.
“Nice catch!” you smiled, as he brought the hot sauce to safety.
“No worries doll…you doin’ alright?” he said as he leant against the counter with his metal arm, angling to peek inside the bags.
You nodded. You wanted to vent to him about Loki’s unrelenting flirtations, his appearances which seemed to be becoming more frequent, his heavy innuendos which made your imagination rattle with possibilities. You wanted to ask Bucky’s advice to make it stop – but then you might need to take it.
Your laughs rang around the kitchen as you and the Winter Soldier unloaded that week's junk food. The sound of Guns n’ Roses blared from the speakers as he recounted Steve’s recent attempts to make him cut his hair, "…untidy, apparently. He’s obsessed. So anal.”
You reached to place another of Thor’s boxes of pop-tarts on a high shelf, stretching your arm as you raised on your tip-toes.
“Oh, hey man.” Bucky said casually from behind the open cupboard door. You leaned backwards, peeking out ready to greet whoever it was that had just walked into the kitchen as you slotted the box in place.
Loki sauntered barefoot across the floor as your eyes widened.
He was topless; dark curls hanging around his jaw, brushing against his naked collarbone. The god’s broad shoulders swept down to toned biceps which flexed effortlessly with every stride, making your breath hitch.
A pair of grey jersey sweatpants hung low on his hips, the ruched waistband sitting snug against his pelvis as soft material fell fluidly down his legs. His face was neutral; sharp cheekbones framing exquisite features as he reached the counter and picked up a bag of pretzels.
“Barnes.” he replied lazily, pinching the bag between his fingers and opening it.
You turned your attention back to the pop-tarts, rearranging the boxes on the top shelf and trying to compose yourself as they exchanged pleasantries.
“…I would, but I don’t think Y/N would be interested in playing with me.”
You closed the cupboard door, leaning against the counter as Bucky’s gaze flickered between you and Loki warily.
“Interested in playing with what?” you said, being sure to look at Loki’s eyes and only his eyes.
“With me.” Loki replied, tilting his head towards Bucky, “…and him. Monopoly, was it?”
Bucky nodded silently, clearly wishing he hadn’t suggested it.
“I’ll play with you – just don’t be too sore when you lose…I know what you’re like.” you quipped, grabbing a glass and turning on the tap.
Bucky mumbled about setting up; making his way to the sofa area as Loki leant beside you on the counter, regarding you curiously.
“Excellent idea Y/N – the last thing you want during a spirited game is to be thirsty.”
You turned your head, the expanse of his perfectly defined chest straight in your line of vision as you slowly raised your gaze. His tongue darted to run across his lips as he bit down gently, drawing them into his mouth as he watched your reaction.
Water overflowed from the glass spilling over your hand as he chuckled, turning to walk towards Bucky who was shuffling cards.
You wiped your palms on your skirt, unable to draw your eyes away from Loki’s muscular ass shifting beneath the soft fabric; his long legs moving gracefully across the floor with soft pats from his bare soles.
With the two men occupying the sofas, you took a seat on the floor to complete the triangle, resting your elbows on the glass coffee table as Loki brandished the sheet of rules like a royal decree.
“I will be the Gamesmaster… so I shall be the overseer of any infractions--“
“Dude you’re literally the God of Lies – no way are you 'overseeing' anything…”
You let them bicker as you pressed the metal game token between your fingers. You couldn’t stop staring. Loki’s body was angled towards his adversary, one long leg drawn up to rest under the opposing thigh.
“How dare you insult my pre-ordained authority in this manner…”
His bare torso was tight, the side muscles of his abdominals clearly defined as the ripples danced tantalisingly in front of you. You followed the lines down to his lower stomach, where a fine trail of dark hair ran beneath the band of the sweatpants. His muscular hips creased slightly as he bounced with animated irritation, the thin lines forming on his smooth taunt skin at the edge of the tantalising material making your mouth water.
“Look man, all I’m saying is if someone’s gonna cheat it’s the guy with the magic pockets alright?”
Loki ran his large hands down his thighs, pressing into the skin beneath the soft cotton which clung to him. You could see the muscles shifting underneath his touch, fighting for space against the fabric which constrained them. His palm crested in waves as he slid down his legs firmly, riding the landscape of his sculpted body as he tried to centre himself.
“Your feeble mortal mind cannot begin to understand the complexities of my abilities and why I would never--”
“-- I literally saw you use magic to skip the line at Starbucks the other day so don’t even man…”
Your mind was racing, heat rising in your cheeks as you willed yourself to break away from the sight of the God of Mischief’s insanely hot body wrapped in your sexual kryptonite. It was as though your brain had been in self-preservation mode for the previous ten minutes…and now it had imploded.
Loki had leant back on the sofa, his hands clasped together over his face as he struggled to contain his frustration. His defined stomach clenched under impatient laughter, his bare feet now firmly on the floor as his hips widened. The stretch of those damn grey sweatpants created an inviting curve between his thighs that you wanted to bury your face in.
You noticed that the waistband of the joggers had crept lower. It teasingly revealed the dents of his hipbones, flashing invitingly between the expanse of firm flesh that held the deep V of his lower stomach in definition that would put even seasoned models to shame. Shit, he really was a God.
He shifted again, propelling himself upwards to rest two thick forearms on those perfect thighs. Fuck, how you wanted to bite into those thighs.
You wanted to sit on them. Grind your pussy deep into the expanse of his rock-solid lap beneath you. You craved feeling the soft scrape of the jersey sweatpants against your centre, marking the fabric with your wetness. His biceps strained against the pressure as he bore down on his femurs; shoulders flexing as he wrung his hands together in frustration.
Between his legs you saw the outline of his legendary cock shifting, the one you’d felt pressed hard and rough against your ass the night of the party as he ran his hands down your dress towards your needy clit. The dancefloor had been full, and dark. You had spun to face him, wrapping your legs around him when he raised you to press yourself against his straining length – the moan that had escaped him had been fucking primal. You shivered.
“This is why people don’t like you Barnes you’re so difficult—”
“Wow, wow buddy, I’m difficult? You’re the king of difficult—”
“Well at least I’m King of something, you pompous one-armed scrub…”
“Nice self-burn there pal, shouldn’t you be actually ruling something by now in your five year plan?”
You stood silently and walked back towards the kitchen as the voices became heated behind you, picking up Loki’s discarded bag of pretzels to distract yourself from the sea of pooling wetness between your legs.
The sound of metal clanging against the thick glass table rang as Bucky flipped the untouched Monopoly board, scattering cards and paper money across the floor before striding out the doors.
Loki looked at you with eyebrows raised, a look of amusement in his eyes as he feigned innocence, “I think that means I win by default?”
You rolled your eyes as you crunched another pretzel, trying not to acknowledge him as you spied the god stand and re-adjust the waistband on his hips from the corner of your eye. He approached as you methodically cleared crumbs.
“I take it from your lack of interest that this is not…’Abercrombie and Fitch’ enough for you?” he murmured over your shoulder, his tone notably more earnest than you were used to.
You turned with a smart retort hovering only to be met with his face inches from yours, his bare pecs tantalisingly close to pressing you against the edge of the counter.
“...I had to ‘Google’ it? But I must say, I thought this was a fairly decent attempt.” he smirked, as your eyes involuntarily ran down his stomach – God you could slice bread on his hip muscles.
“They’re just sweatpants, Loki” you choked; the need wavering in your voice as you inhaled the delicious scent clinging to his neck.
“Oh darling. You and I both know that these are not just sweatpants.”
You swallowed. His forefinger began tracing up the bare skin of your thigh, teasing underneath your skirt as he watched you intently for signs of resistance. The tip drew lazy circles on your tingling skin, pressing gently towards your soaking core. Loki’s coy smile widened as his touch drew shortened breaths from your lips, his eyes narrowing in satisfaction.
“Go on, Y/N …you know you want to.”
His words were like a starting pistol. Your starved hands flew to his torso, feeling the waves of his muscles as they slid down his waist. They found the ruched material of his waistband, snug to his impeccably lithe frame as you slipped your fingertips underneath the material and ran them around the tight fit to press into the top of his ass.
A low moan escaped you as he placed his hands on either side of your body, placed firmly to the counter.
Like a woman possessed, you slid your digits to the front of his sinful attire, reaching down to grasp his newly hardening cock which stood proudly against the willing fabric. You squeezed.
Loki’s slid his tongue desperately into your mouth, keening into you as your hand moved fluidly up and down his manhood. Tendrils of his dark hair fell across your face as you felt two fingers enter you with ease, curling deep inside as you groaned into him. The soft material of his sweatpants rubbed against the fronts of your legs as he knocked them wider, his knuckles already soaking with your arousal as he began to pant under the movement of your hand.
Your eyes flickered to the kitchen entrance, the brazen display between you and Loki on full view if anyone walked through those doors.
Adrenaline like drugs hitting your bloodstream flowed as Loki’s palm shot upwards, rubbing against your swollen clit as you moaned into his open mouth; fingers still wrapped around his thick velvet cock.
“I want you, Loki.” you panted between heavy breaths, as his fingers slowed their thrusts.
“I’m sorry darling? What was that?”
You could feel the flex of his jaw against your cheek as he enjoyed a hidden smile of smug satisfaction, the perfect accompaniment to his goading words.
“You heard me Laufeyson…” you groaned, “…fuck me.”
He withdrew from you, stepping backwards. His waistband snapped to his hips at the departure of your touch, the pink tip of his engorged cock poking teasingly out of the top of the trousers flush against his flat stomach as he ran his eyes down your body thoughtfully.
“Just so I’m clear Y/N – you are now ‘interested’ in me?”
You pressed your eyes shut, screwing your face up in a silent grimace as you reluctantly relinquished the game with a nod.
“As I suspected.' he smirked, 'Now say please.”
You opened your eyes, disbelief clouding them at the return of his cocky demeanour so close to your submission. He really thought he was irresistible. Although wearing those damn sweatpants, he was right.
“…fuck me please.” you murmured through gritted teeth, watching a devilish smile curl on his lips still wet from your needy kisses.
Loki ran his hands through his curls, revealing the sharp jawline beneath as his biceps flexed to his sides. His chiselled stomach stretched as he raised his arms, the edges of the sweatpants lowering teasingly against the movement. You felt like passing out.
“Turn around, darling.” he growled, his bulging thighs outlined perfectly against the thin cotton as he squatted slightly, his hand reaching down the front of the trousers to grip his straining cock.
You turned, hips colliding against the low cupboards as one of Loki’s hands pressed on your lower back making you bend. Placing your elbows obediently on the counter, you closed your eyes in anticipation. The vibration of blood rushing to your pussy was electric, the slick entrance between your thighs ready to be filled by Loki’s perfect arousal…finally. You had no idea why you had fought it for so long.
The edges of your skirt breezed upwards, swept to the side as a low hum of approval floated from behind you at the sight. Your breath hitched as his thick tip grazed against your soaking lips, rubbing it teasingly through your folds.
“Lokiii…” you keened, as you strained against him – the strength of his palm on your back preventing any movement. A dark chuckle radiated behind you, before Loki’s wide girth mercifully slid inside you, bottoming out in one slow thrust.
A low rumble of satisfaction dripped from your throat as he filled you, muttering dirty praises from behind as you took all of him effortlessly.
He thrust upwards, the fabric of his trousers which had been pulled down to expose his long cock rubbed against the back of your legs. The feeling coursed over your skin making you clench; the clandestine nature of the fuck heightening every sensation.
He angled himself to hit the sweet spot in your channel; making you whine beneath him, your forehead lowering to lean against your arm as you moaned his name pathetically. Two strong hands made their way to your hips, pulling you back firmly onto his arousal as he purred behind you; calling you his good girl, telling you how well you were taking him. You were definitely going to pass out.
You extended one hand behind your shoulder, grasping for purchase as he hovered before crashing his lips to yours sideways in a desperate kiss.
His firm nakedness pressed against your back; the heat from his skin making your body flex as you teetered on the brink of a devastating climax. Your twisted hand sought the hips behind you, clawing at the sweatpants as he thrust into your dripping channel again and again. Your needy fingers gripped the fabric of his lowered waistband, trying to pull him deeper as you felt the ripples of orgasm fire in your belly around his mighty cock.
Loki moaned wantonly in your ear, the primal sound sending you over the edge. You braced against the countertop as you came hard, a growl of his name falling from your lips as you tried to mute your cries of pleasure.
With a final snap of his jersey-clad hips, Loki spilled his seed inside your channel – your orgasm had been too much to bear. Long curls trailed across your neck as he pressed you down, flattening you against the cool surface below as he panted through his intense release with a loud groan.
You closed your eyes as you listened to his breathing, pining the loss of his cock inside you as he slowly peeled his chest away from your back. Turning towards him, you watched as he slid his lowering manhood back inside the grey fabric, twanging the snug waistband with a snap before raising his wickedly sensual gaze to yours.
“I am amazed that your resilience was broken by a mere piece of clothing, Y/N. Truly…” he drawled sarcastically as he hoisted himself up to sit on the counter.
You inserted yourself between his spread legs, running your hands up the material which clung like heaven to his muscles– the pangs of lustful need still fluttering in your core as you stared up at him.
“Oh ‘darling’” you echoed in dramatic imitation, “You and I both know that these are not just sweatpants.”
Loki winked, a flirtatious smile edging across his lips as Bucky stormed back through the kitchen doors, looking at his phone.
“and another thing – where do you get off telling Thor I’ve been eating his Pop Tarts man, he’s sent me a screenshot…we’re supposed to be on the same si-“
He stopped, taking in the scene before him as you and Loki both looked up with eyebrows raised in anticipation. Bucky gestured towards you, a low laugh radiating from him as he shook his head with a smile.
“I really didn’t think it would work Y/N, I swear to God…Loki you win, man. You’re the King. I owe you twenty bucks.”
Your eyes flickered to Loki as he chuckled apologetically beneath you, understanding dawning as you realised they had been in cahoots all afternoon.
“Cool… well I’ll leave you to it but uh… wash those sweatpants before you give em’ back to Steve ok? He’ll know and then I’ll be in deep shit.”
Bucky pointed to Loki before tipping you a salute, walking backwards through the kitchen doors as your eyes fell to the God of Mischief’s lap, a wet patch of cum leaking out across the fabric.
“You really need to get a pair of your own sweatpants, you know.” you muttered, palming the source of the growing stain.
“How about two?” Loki replied, reaching around your waist to pull you closer between his open thighs.
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Incorrect Loki quote #?
Y/n: If I turned into a worm would you still love me?
Y/n: you heard me, would you love me if I was a worm?
Loki: are you turning into a worm?
Y/n: no. Just answer the question.
Loki: what kinda worm?
Y/n: just a normal worm, just answer the damn question!
Loki: Yes, I would shapeshift myself into a worm so I could still be with you.
Y/n: *heart eyes* I love you so much!!
Tony: hmmmm, PEPPER!!! WOULD YOU LOVE ME IF I WAS WORM!
No bc you know something's wrong when EVEN this mf would be a better Captain America than John Walker
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HI AGAIN IT'S CAL HOW ABOUT ONE WITH LOKI FINDING OUT YOU HAVE A PRAISE KINK AND HE USES IT WHEN HE WRECKS THE ABSOLUTE SHIT OUT OF YOU
a little drabble of sorts! because i'm getting back into writing after a whole semester of Not Writing™️. NSFW under the cut, as always.
You're so, so close.
You're almost completely silent. Loki holds you so tightly and so close to his own body, thrusting into you slowly. His arms are around you; one holds you by the waist (you can feel his wedding ring on your skin; it's cold, but you don't mind) and one holds you up to his chest, hand on the back of your head, so that your head is nestled into the crook of his neck. You're almost hugging. But, of course, you're doing more than hugging.
You whimper, shaking in his grasp. The pressure in your lower stomach is dangerously close to breaking, to spreading across your body. It's a warmth, an electric current. "L-Lo..." you whisper, "'m.. 'm close... s-so..."
Loki hums. You can hear the satisfaction there. "I know... That's it, sweet girl," he murmurs.
He hears the way your breath hitches, the way you go tense as the air in your lungs leaves you. He can feel the way you grip him tighter. He hears you moan out the smallest little "oh".
His smile grows. "Hmm, it seems... like my sweet girl... likes to be praised." His phrases are punctuated by his thrusts into you. "Don't you?"
You can barely manage a nod. But you do, and you are able to whisper out a little "uh huh". Your legs are shaking and twitching just the tiniest bit.
"Come," he says, "come for me. Come on, angel. Be a good girl. Make me proud — oh—"
As soon as the words "make me proud" leave him, you're coming. You're gone, lost in the euphoria of release. You bite his shoulder. He holds you through it... thrusts through it.. while you sob out your little whimpers of pleasure for only him to hear.
He gasps, breath trembling from the force of it. "That's it," he gasps, "there you go... that's my girl..."
He has already made the mental note. She likes that. She likes that... a lot.
Long Live The King. Masterlist-
Pairing: King Jotun Loki x Asgardian Female reader
Warnings: assassination attempt, forced imprisonment, torture, enemies to lovers, slow burn, eventual smut, 18+, minors dni, will update as series progresses!!
Summary: alternate universe au, Odin never took Loki, he ascended the throne of Jotunhiem. You are an assassin set by Odin to murder him, leaving the throne vacant as Loki has no heirs. But you are caught and imprisoned. The longer you are there, you begin to realize Loki isn't who you thought he was.....
My requests are open!
Paring: Loki x Fem!Reader
Word count: 3.3k
Summary: After Loki refuses to fuck you in his Jötun form you decide to take things into your own hands. Will you finally convince him?
The link to the website mentioned is here - https://bad-dragon.com
Warnings: SMUT (ONLY READ IF YOU ARE 18+) fingering, oral sex (male and female receiving), BDSM (choking, spanking, general rough sex), unprotected sex, anal (blink and you’ll miss it), breeding kink, use of sex toys, Jotun!Loki, monster fucking I guess?
You had seen Loki in his Jötun form before, but only briefly in your time together.
There had been the time when he had been fighting on a mission and specks blue rippled over his soft skin. Another time you were showing him how to have a snowball fight and ‘accidentally’ hit him in the face with snow, turning his cheek a shade of sapphire.
But you had a favourite memory of him in his true form. It had been the middle of the night, you’d woken up in your large bed alone with Loki nowhere to be seen. You heard the shower running in the connecting bathroom and decided surprise him by joining him, he did always love your presence in showers and baths with him.
Stepping into the bathroom the door was left open just a crack, as you wiped the sleep from your eyes you blurrily made out Loki standing there naked underneath the cascading water of the shower.
As your eyes adjusted to the light you saw him standing there nude under the water facing the wall towards the shower head. There was no steam and the bathroom was cold bringing you to the realisation that the water must be freezing.
Silently you take in his wet black hair hitting his shoulders, the water beating down over his entirely blue skin. The lines of lighter blue almost appearing as tattoos, they traveled over his entire body including his face. Stepping out of your silk night dress you place it quietly on the floor, stepping into the shower.
As you quietly step towards him he turns away from the wall, unknowingly facing you as his eyes remain closed so not to get water in them.
Your breathing growing heavier as your eyes roam down his torso, as muscular as he usually was the sapphire shade seemed to highlight his toned body. Continuing down you take in his length, you’d seen him naked a hundred times, but never like this.
The patterns etched into his skin even covering his cock, which in this light even unaroused looked much bigger than usual. Your breathing growing more urgent as you long to touch him, as you reach out to touch him in a curious fashion his eyes snap open, suddenly aware of your presence.
His red eyes appearing startled by his naked lover standing before him, if you didn’t know him better you could have mistaken his look for anger. You let out a audible gasp as your eyes meet his for the first time.
‘Darling.. I..’ He stutters out, his eyes meeting the floor, looking slightly ashamed.
You jump into his arms and wrap yours around his torso, bumps appear on your skin as you step underneath the freezing water. He reaches back and turns the tap up to a warmer temperature, as you step onto your tip toes placing a kiss on his soft azure lips.
As the room fills with steam and with the heat from your body pressed against his, his skin resumes its usual colour.
‘I apologise my love, I didn’t mean for you to see me in this state’ he gestured to his skin that continues to shift back to its usual light colour.
‘Loki, your beautiful and I mean..’ your words trailing off as blush covers your cheeks.
‘I wouldn’t mind touching you like this as well as just seeing’ you giggle out as Loki smiles politely back at you.
‘Pet I’m afraid that this is one wish I cannot grant’ he says as he brushes your now wet hair from your face, his skin now entirely back to its usual, almost translucent, colour.
‘Why?’ You question pulling a cute pouty face that you know he can’t resist.
‘Because, sweet thing, I wouldn’t want to hurt you. I’m not sure I could contain myself. Also I don’t share my Jötun form with anyone, you could say that i am ashamed of my true appearance’ he says trailing off at the end of his sentence.
‘I don’t mind if you hurt me’ you say as your arm wraps around him gliding down his torso towards his length.
‘And I think your beautiful in whatever form you take’ you say as your hand slips lower, wrapping around his rapidly hardening length.
‘Darling, I..’ his sentence ceased by a strained gasp leaving his lips as your hand begins to pump up and down along his shaft.
You place soft kisses down his torso as he lets out a deep moan. Kneeling, your hand continues to pump his length, placing kisses up his thighs. As you place a final kiss onto his tip you taste his salty pre cum stain your lips.
His hands running through your hair encouraging you to make contact with his throbbing length as you softly kitten lick his tip.
Your soft licks stopping as you place his length into your open mouth, sucking in time with the pumping of your hands. His head falling back against his shoulders as your speed increases, his growls spurring you on feeling your warm wetness pool between your legs.
His hands tighten in your hair, signalling that he was close to his climax, as you hollow your mouth more, his tip reaching the back of your throat causing you to let out squelching gagging noises around his cock. His eyes falling to meet yours as you look up at him as he grinds his length further into your mouth.
‘Darling, look at me as I ruin that little throat of yours’ he says between bated breaths.
Your eyes dart up to meet his as he pulls your mouth further down his shaft, taking in all of him. His hand in your hair tightening once more as the warm liquid spills down your throat. His growls echoing off the walls of the shower as he comes down from his high still in your mouth.
As he heaves for breath you suck him into your mouth once more cleaning the last of the cum from his length, releasing him with a pop.
You stand up to meet him as he presses a passionate kiss onto your lips.
‘Your such a good girl for me my little princess’ he says between kisses.
‘Are you sure I can’t change your mind?’ You ask fluttering your eyelashes up at him.
‘Not in this instance I’m afraid my little love’ he says, continuing to kiss you.
‘Now, let’s get you back to bed’ he says as he grabs a towel, wrapping your body in it before carrying you back to bed, tucking you both in as you fall asleep against his chest.
In the days and weeks following, you practically beg him to fuck you in his Jötun form, his answer always remaining the same, no.
After that night you grew almost obsessed with it, he was beautiful in his other form but you wanted to experience all of him. You almost managed to convince him a few times but he grew too scared of hurting you after a short amount of time, something you found entertaining considering the amount of pain mixed with pleasure he had given you in your previous sexual encounters with him.
After a while you gave up asking, and although you usually lived with him on Asgard, this week you were visiting earth staying in a apartment you shared together when you traveled. A few weeks ago you had recalled a website you’d once seen before you met Loki, Bad Dragon.
You opened up the page and scrolled through all of the options. After a while you settled on one that looked most like his cock, you customised the colour to match his Jötun form and used the customisable option to draw the patterns on it the same as you had seen on Loki’s skin.
After contemplating your choices for a while you decided to buy it, naturally you chose the largest option they had to match Loki’s truly enormous length.
After a few days of waiting you received a text telling you that your package was going to be delivered today, with Loki out on a mission with Thor and the others you thought that this must be the perfect time for it to arrive considering that you were trying to keep it as a small secret from your lover.
After excitedly pacing by the door the parcel swiftly arrived. Eagerly opening the package you take it out and marvel in all its blue veiny glory, admiring how close a likeness it was to Loki’s Jötun form.
Moving to your shared bed you pull a bottle of lube out from the draw in the cabinet beside your bed. You quickly take your all of clothes off, dropping them onto the floor as you lie on your back with your head against the pillows.
Placing some of the lube onto your fingertips you begin circling your clit, your breath immediately catching in your throat as your wetness builds ready to take your highly anticipated toy. You dip two fingers into your warm entrance letting out a quiet moan.
Lifting the toy to your heat you drag the head of it over your clit, gliding it through the synthetic wetness you placed there. Dragging it down through your glistening folds you dip the tip of it inside yourself, a louder breathier moan leaving your lips as you push it in deeper, feeling as if the toy is splitting you in half.
After a few pumps inside yourself you adjust and settle into a rhythm, looking down watching the toy move within you as you imagine the body you wish it was attached to, Loki.
The bumps and grooves on the toy similar to the veins on Loki’s cock stimulating you further as you feel your climax build, your walls contracting around the toy.
As your moans build louder you don’t notice the door to the apartment open as Loki walks into the entrance hall.
Quietly putting his weapons down in the hall he hears noises coming from your shared bedroom. Making his way to the door you left ajar in your excitement the sound of your moans fill his head, causing him to immediately harden within his constricting leather trousers.
He silently pushes the door slightly further open to take a better look at his lover, taking in the sight of you writhing with pleasure against your shared sheets.
His eyes traveling down your body as they meet your throbbing heat, your entrance spread wide as the huge toy opens you to his view.
After a few seconds of watching you he realises that the toy closely resembles his cock in Jötun form, slightly too closely for it to remain a coincidence specially considering all of your requests for him to fuck you in his true form.
Using his magic his clothes vanish as he stands in the door way of your shared bedroom. His hand working up and down over his length as he watches you writhing in the pleasure he wishes he was providing you with. As much as he loved watching you he felt a pang of jealousy spread over him. He knew it was stupid to be jealous of a toy you had created in his likeness but nevertheless, jealousy spread over him like a plague traveling through every cell. Your moans still filling the air as you almost reach your climax, it’s in that instance you feel a cold kiss press against your open inner thigh.
Your eyes opening startled by the unexpected presence between your legs your eyes meet Loki in his Jötun form between your legs. His red eyes filled with lust as he takes control of the toy, thrusting it in and out of you pulling truly explicit moans from your throat.
‘Is this what you wanted little pet? For me to fuck you with my large Jötun cock? To see a monster filling your innocent little cunt?’ He growls out in mock anger.
His pace increases, as with one hand he fucks you with the toy, his other hand circling your clit with his long fingers.
‘Don’t you dare cum on this useless Midgardian toy, if you refrain from this I will show you how it feels for your earthly little quim to cum all over my Jötun cock’ he says with a growled tone as he thrusts the toy even faster within you as he watches you try to stall your impending orgasm.
You try and follow his orders but as much as you try, you feel as if maybe he wants to make you cum as his pressure on your clit builds rapidly pulling screamed moans from your throat.
‘Loki, I can’t.. I’m going to..’ you stutter as one hand grips the bed sheets and the other reaches down to try and stop Loki’s movements against your clit.
‘Don’t you dare little one’ he says as his cool mouth meets your clit, continuing to pump the toy in and out of you.
With the feeling of his cold tongue circling your clit you tighten around the toy cumming all over it and Loki. Your hands reach down for him as your eyes flutter open, coming down from your high.
‘Loki.. I.. I’m sorry..’ you say shyly, you recognise the look spread across his face, pure aroused anger.
Without a word he pulls the toy from you, placing it on the night stand as he kisses and bites his way up your body. He wraps a large azure hand around your throat, placing one kiss onto your lips.
‘What did I say little one, my only simple command. Or maybe you wanted to be punished?’ He asks before he slaps you firmly across your cheek causing a pink blush to spread across your face. Immediately after he presses a harsh kiss into your lips causing you both to moan into the kiss. You had always felt tiny compared to him, but now with him towering above you in his Jötun form, you truly felt microscopic underneath him.
With his free hand he reaches down to his sapphire length, pumping it a few times before running the tip over your dripping sex.
The lines on his length were exactly as you remembered them, you memorised every inch of his remarkable body towering above you with his hand wrapped around your throat.
Without warning he sheaths himself inside you, his freezing length feeling even bigger than the toy that had just made you cum.
‘Oh my god.. Loki’ you moan out, his grip increasing on your throat, your words turning to silence under his grip.
Giving you no time to adjust he begins to relentlessly pound into you, your wetness audible with every thrust as your eyes roll back and your head falls further back into the pillow.
Feeling your second climax already building and your heat gripping around Loki he releases your throat. His hands working their way down to your hips, gripping you tightly as his pace increases. You almost scream as your feel his cock beating against your cervix, the feeling verging on pain as your eyes fill with tears.
Now with your body pressed firmly under him, you realise that this situation was exactly what Loki was trying to avoid, he was hurting you. But in his Jötun form his primal urge had taken hold, there was no way of stopping him even if you wanted to, but luckily even enduring the pain, stopping him was the last thing you wanted.
Your hands wrapping around the back of his neck playing with his hair as he uses his grip on your hips to move himself in deeper. Your legs pushed back almost to your shoulders, his lower abdomen rubbing against your clit with every thrust, threatening to pull your orgasm from you.
Feeling you tighten around him he lifts your body with almost no strain. He flips you over onto your hands and knees, your ass pointed up towards him as you arch your back. He kisses and bites down your spine, as he reaches your ass he bites down harder leaving teeth marks in your soft skin.
Kissing further down he places his lips to your heat, spread open before him he licks a stripe over your clit to your entrance, tasting your hot liquid dripping from you. Without warning be licks another stripe from your clit all the way over both of your holes causing you to gasp. He moans at the taste of you, his low sounds vibrating within your core.
Kissing back up your spine he grasps one of your hips, his nails digging into your skin as he plunges back inside you. His other hand wrapping around the back of your neck, forcing you further into the bed.
‘You asked for this little mortal, I’m going to breed you, my little human will provide me with an heir’ he growls into your ear, his length hitting all the right spots within you making you almost delirious, too cock drunk to protest.
His grip on your hip loosening for a second as spanks your ass hard, as you buck against his length in shock you hear a dark chuckle from behind you before he resumes his grip on your hip. His other hand moving from the back of your neck to the front, gripping your throat once more almost cutting off your air supply.
He pulls you up to him, your back pressed against his chest as he sits you down on top of him still on your knees.
You begin to feel his length pulsate within you, using your body like his own personal toy as you bend easily to his will.
‘Cum for me little mortal, let me feel your release on my true form’ he demands, his hand slipping from your hip to rub quick circles into your clit, maintaining his relentless assault on your sex.
Your orgasm washing over you, you feel yourself gripping his length as you squeal out in pleasure, one of your hands darting to his around your neck, the other pressing against his thigh to hold yourself up.
As he feels you cum around him, he releases inside you, his cold liquid coating your walls, his cock pressed into your cervix holding you against him so that none would escape.
Your mutual heaved breaths filling the now quiet room he kisses down your neck as he releases your throat. As he surveys your body he notices the marks he’s left on you. His hand around your throat had left a bruise, the teeth marks in your ass almost bleeding.
‘My love, are you okay? .. I’m sorry’ he asks and then immediately apologises. Looking behind you, you capture his lips on yours, kissing him deeply.
‘I loved it Loki’ you say with a giggle.
‘Maybe we could do it again? Perhaps in a few days once I can walk again’ you joke, making him laugh in turn.
‘Whatever you wish my darling’ he says kissing you back.
Removing his length from you, he places you down in the bed, taking care of every bruise and bump he had left on your skin.
As he kisses the marks and soothes your aching muscles he begins to shift back into his Asgardian form.
‘No, don’t! I like you like this, you look pretty’ you say as the blue returns to his face, smiling up at you as he rubs an Asgardian lotion over your skin.
Curling up in bed naked together your fingers trace the patterns on his skin as you snuggle and giggle together.
After a few hours you both fall asleep, Loki keeping the bed cool from the warmth of the thick duvet as your wrapped up sleepily in his arms.
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