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ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused · 1 month

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yay i cant wait so excited i have been waiting for a while to read this fic. its loki or tony!

fem!plus size reader, wc: 580.

cw! insecure fic <3

a/n: i must admit that the plot got away from me on this one, the fluffiness practically poured out of my fingertips. it's been a while since i've written for loki, but it is always a pleasure doing so. thank you for your request!!

Being with Loki made you nervous, and not in the way that many people would think.

He didn’t make you feel threatened nor was he mean, it was just that most of the time you’re around him you can’t help but sink into your head like quicksand.

Why did he choose you when he had so many other options? Was he settling? What did other people think when they saw you guys together? Your stream of thought was almost laughable, because you knew that Loki didn’t care about what you looked like or anything trivial like that.

“What’s wrong, my love?”

Your eyelashes fluttered, breaking your dissociative state. “Hm?” You hummed.

“I asked you what’s wrong.” His tone was forever patient, his fingertips were featherlight against the skin of your arm. You were tucked into his side, the mood of your room domestic as a television show played pointlessly in the background. Loki was never really interested in human delicacies such as at home entertainment, he would much rather spend his free time with you.

“Oh… I’m just thinking.” Your voice was dismissive, almost like what you were saying didn’t really matter, which wasn’t true in the slightest because your boyfriend hung off of every word you said, committing it to memory.

He never forgot human holidays like christmas, birthdays or anniversaries, because those types of things mattered to you – and unfortunately he had to figure that out the hard way – but you bet your ass he never forgot it again.

“Please tell me what’s on your mind, dove.” Loki nuzzles his nose into your temple, placing a soft kiss on the side of your face. A shiver shoots itself up your spine, and the sensation makes you melt in his arms. Leave it up to him to basically pry whatever he wanted out of you.

“I don’t know. It’s stupid.” You shrug. “Nothing you say will ever be stupid.” You groan and curl into him deeper. “Fine. I just… I’m getting into that weird place in my head, you know? Like… it feels like no matter how many times you reassure me that I’m gorgeous and all this other super sweet stuff, none of it sticks. It’s like my brain can’t believe it.”

Loki sits there in silence for a moment, stewing on your words before speaking. He knew how sensitive this topic was for you, and though he was the God of Mischief, he would never make a mockery of your struggles.

“I understand you, darling. I know that through your years of being on earth, many humans haven’t been kind to you, and I out of everyone know what it feels like to be different, but –” He hooks a finger under your chin and coaxes you to look at him.

Though your gaze is shy, you steele yourself despite the way that your cheeks heat under his touch.

“I can assure you that I have not chosen to be with you to make a mockery of you. I am with you because you are beautiful. Your soul sings to me, my dove. You are kind and your heart is unyielding. You are true to yourself and others. That is what makes you shine.”

You feel unshed tears burn behind your waterline and you scoff wetly, but you can’t fight the smile that inevitably breaks out on your face.

“Loki?”

“Yes, darling?”

“I love you.”

He laughs, and his chest rumbles with the joyous tune.

“I love you too.”

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lostalioth · 7 months

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𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

→ premise: loki knew he was rough and mean and yet he also knew that you loved it.

→ pairing: loki laufeyson x fem!reader

→ warnings: smut | 18+, knife play, throat training, oral [m receiving], face fucking, degrading, small amount of praise, nicknames [darling, pet, throat slut, love], small amount of gagging.

→ a/n: 03 kinktober

“Get on your knees pet, gotta train that pretty little throat so you know how to shut up slut” Loki growls and grips the back of your neck to push you to the floor. He was leaning back against the soft plush black couch that sat in the center of the living room, his legs spread. One hand still holding the back of your neck and the other palming over his thigh and moving then to rub over the bulge in his pants. “And what if I don't wanna shut up huh?” You taunt and tilt your head. Yet your hand begins to crawl up his knees and lean closer. His eyes glint down at you and an evil smile forms on his lips before he lifts his hips to adjust. Loki's tongue pokes his cheek and he waves his hand to conjure up his dagger. With one swift motion his dagger is pressed against the crevice between your neck and your collar bone, softly pushing the blade against your neck. Your breath hitches and arousal pools between your legs.

“Pants off, take my pants off now darling” he grins and keeps his dagger pressed against you as his eyes shift between your face and the growing tent in his pants. Your eyes glaze over and your jaw goes slack as you nod your head in obedience, just how Loki likes it. You begin to unbutton his pants, slide them down his slender legs as well as his tight black boxers down and off his body.

He flashes his wicked smile at you for complying and pulls your mouth down onto his twitching cock filling your throat. “Oh fuck such a pretty slut you like me being rough you know it, youre dripping right now with my cock shoved down your thoat and this blade pressed against your pluse.” He chuckles softly as he bucks his hips up, his tip hitting the back of your throat. He knows you can't answer him and that only makes him more excited.

You clench your thighs as your slick and arousal soaks your panties. Your erratic heartbeat booming hard in your ears as Loki digs the blade of his dagger a bit deeper. The hand still holding the back of your neck grips harder and holds you down to the base of his cock, his cock filling your mouth and pushing at the back of your throat causing you to gag around him a bit.

“Hold it darling, hold it deep in your throat and dont gag love. Got it pet?” Loki teases and lets go of your neck to rub his thumb over your cheek under your eye.

You run your tongue over a vein sprawling across his shaft and use the spit slipping down his cock to play with his balls, your jaw relaxes and you hold him deep in your mouth without gagging. Loki lets out a breath and drops the dagger to hold the side of your neck and runs his thumb over the bump caused by his cock. It made his stomach swirl and the knot tighten as your throat squeezes him.

“Such a good slut fuck, my little throat slut huh?” He groans as his head tips back.

→ a/n: this was very short and i meant to post it yesterday but i was gonna write more but im already getting a bit of writers block so some will be shorter yk?

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ameliora-j · 1 year

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hi nani <3 happy valentine's day <3

for twisted tuesday: stepdad!loki

he's so posessive--like, in the extreme. borders on obsessive. at first you liked having a man so genuinely interested in the things you had to say. at first he was your mom's good-looking, if not mean-tongued husband. at first you thought it was sweet that he would tell you to text him if you got there safe, where you were, etc--thought that he cared about you.

at first it was just too-close brushes of your bodies. a certain look in his eyes you thought you were imagining. now, he puts his hand on your thigh under the dinner table and squeezes. now, he leaves bruises in the shapes of fingers and teeth.

happy valentines day angel!! <3

𐐪𐑂 it’s twisted tuesday ! send in ur dark au requests :>

content: daddy kink, stepcest, smut, size kink, cnc, dark content,, ALL ACTS ARE PERFORMED BETWEEN CONSENTING ADULTS! THIS POST IS 18+ MDNI

𐐪𐑂 𐐪𐑂 𐐪𐑂

he’s so mean and degrading. while he’s pounding into you ferociously as you’re singing praises to his name. your legs are thrown up over his shoulder, the golden anklet with a charm resembling his thorns dangling off your leg. “daddy please!” you’re begging, clenching tightly around him as you try to fend off your third orgasm of the night. “please i can’t do anymore!” you sob.

“it’s so cute that you think i’d care darling. you’re just a toy for my pleasure. now lay there and take daddy’s cock like a good slut” and take it you do, loving the way he’s gripping your hips for dead life, leaving bruises in the shape of his fingers and fucking his little stepdaughter with no shame

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vbecker10 · 22 days

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Laundry Day

Loki's POV of events: How Could This Not Fit?!

Bucky's spin-off fic: Loads of Fun (different Y/N character) - in progress

Pairing: Loki x female reader (ofc)

Summary: You and Loki are living together in the Avengers Tower and you've asked him to help you with the laundry. You decide it's the perfect opportunity to prank him but that might not have been a good idea... not if you wanted to sleep tonight that is.

Warnings: ... um nothing really, alluding to sex but not much

A/N: I finished my laundry and was folding (trying desperately to fold) my fitted sheet and I came up with this silly little thing so... enjoy 💚

You take a bottle of water out of the fridge in the common kitchen, laughing to yourself as you shake your head.

"Something funny in the fridge?" Tony asks from the island, looking up from his tablet.

You turn to him and open the bottle. "No, I was just laughing about something that could possibly get me in a lot of trouble with Loki," you barely explain.

"I have no idea what that means," Steve says as he and Bucky join the conversation.

You take a sip of water and set the bottle on the island. "I was tired of being the one who did our laundry all the time so I told Loki he needed to help me with it today," you start to tell them.

"Still not seeing the funny," Tony says sarcastically.

"I'm getting there," you wave away his comment and he chuckles. "So anyway, I told him to help and he did... an okay job of it. I mean, the dryer and him got in a bit of a fight but we finally got it done," you continue.

"Did he break the dryer cause I've gotta do like four loads of laundry tonight?" Bucky asks concerned as he pulls out the stool next to Steve.

"How could you possibly have to do four loads of laundry?" Tony turns towards him. "You own one hoodie and three henleys at most," he adds.

"Can we get back to my problem?" you pull their attention back to yourself. "I might not have much time left," you joke but you aren't actually sure how long until Loki comes looking for you.

"What did you do to him?" Steve asks, sounding concerned for your safety. Loki would never hurt you of course, he loved you too much, but when you annoyed him you always found it hard to walk the next day.

"Well, he put all the laundry away using his magic but I told him that was cheating. He said it wasn't and we went back and forth for a bit until I made him a bet," you smile. Loki could never resist a wager, especially since he always assumed he would win, and he usually did. "I bet him... something," you suddenly realize you don't necessarily want the guys to know the dirty things you promised Loki and they all look away awkwardly for a moment as if they understood that.

"Right, whatever... so the bet was for him to make the bed himself, without his magic," you tell them.

"Look, I still don't like him very much but, give him a little credit. I think he's smart enough to figure it out," Bucky says.

"Yeah, that doesn't really seem like a bet you're going to win, Y/N," Steve agrees.

"Well... I might not have except for one teeny tiny little bitty detail," you assure them.

"Which is?" Tony asks with a mixture of curiosity and agitation that the story is taking so long.

"I switched the sheet set," you say, they all stare at you confused and you sigh. "I gave him a full size set... and we have a queen bed. There's not a chance in hell he's going to be able to get the fitted sheet on and if he does manage it, I'll know he used his magic and still win," you smile broadly, proud of yourself for tricking the trickster God.

"Well that's a dangerous game to play," Steve says and before you can respond you hear Loki coming down the hall.

"Y/N," he says when he enters the kitchen. You swallow as your mouth goes dry, he does not look happy. "You cheated," he says without question.

"No, I was just..." you try to explain but he walks towards you, keeping his eyes locked on yours.

"You... cheated," he says slowly as he backs you into the counter by the sink.

"I mean, only a little," you say with a smile but he doesn't smile back. "And I only did it to make sure you didn't use your magic," you quickly try to explain.

"Um, I think we should go... literally anywhere else," Steve says as Loki grips your waist with both hands and keeps you pressed between himself and the counter.

"Don't worry, we're leaving," Loki says with a smirk, still looking only at you. Without warning he picks you up and throws you over his shoulder. You gasp and the suddenness of it and he uses one arm to hold you in place by the back of your legs as he turns to leave the kitchen. He pauses and picks up your water bottle. "You'll need to keep hydrated, it's going to be a very long night, love," he says as he carries you down the hall towards your room.

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holdmytesseract · 1 year

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Y/N, tiptoeing towards the bedroom after a long and tiring day of meetings...

Y/N: *opens door quietly, whispers* Babe? Are you still awake? Are the kids in- *cuts off own sentence at the sight in front of her*

Loki: *lays on his side of the bed, shirtless and in grey sweatpants, raven curls spilled all over the pillow; illuminated by the warm, dimmed light; book loosely in one hand; fast asleep, snoring softly*

Ella: *lays draped over her father's free arm; cuddled against his shoulder; wearing her Disney princess pyjamas and emerald green woollen socks; loose strands of wild, black curls falling over her sweet face; being fast asleep as well*

Narfi: *swaddled in his warm, soft, teddy bear blanket; sleeping on Loki's chest; tiny, cerulean hands clawed in the skin of his father's pecs, holding on for dear life; dummy in his mouth*

Y/N: *feels her ovaries exploding* Awww... My babies. So sweet... *coos quietly*

Y/N: *eyes settle on Loki, stares, unable to take her eyes off her husband; hormones still running wild* My baby daddy... So cute - and sexy...

Y/N: *switches between melting into a puddle on the floor and biting her lip in order to suppress her arousal*

a/n: Well... This just came into my mind. 🥰🫠 Thought I should share it! 😉

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pleasantlycrazyworld · 1 day

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I found this on Instagram and I want to write so many of these!!!!

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tripleyeeet · 6 months

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*scrambles into your inbox*

Summer! Hi! Can I request a Loki blurb in which he and the reader reunite after some time apart. Perhaps it’s an unexpected encounter? Fluff, angst, hurt/comfort… I leave the details up to you! <3

SORRY FOR DYING

PAIRINGS: Loki Laufeyson & Gender Neutral Reader

SUMMARY: After going through the motions of his death, Loki decides to pay you an unexpected visit.

WORD COUNT: 964

WARNINGS: Angst, hurt/comfort.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: God, I honestly can't remember the last time I wrote for this bastard. That being said though, it kind of felt like coming home. <3

MASTERLIST

You see him everywhere. At home, at work —in random spots all over the city, haunting you like a ghost. He’s everywhere and nowhere all the time, popping up at random, reminding you of his absent presence each moment you think you’ve forgotten.

It never gets any easier. Already with so many reminders of him lingering throughout your existence, you find yourself frequently cursing your mind for playing such tricks. For making you feel like he isn’t truly gone but instead just missing. Hiding. Waiting in the wings until the cue is sound and he’s able to return with a bow.

You hate that you miss him. That despite everything you still look at him like he’s this light. A brightened star against the backdrop of an otherwise dull existence. Because deep down, you know you shouldn’t think like that. Considering you’ve got a good life —a nice job thanks to Tony, a decent apartment in one of the nicer neighbourhoods in the city, a close-knit set of friends and family that care.

Overall, you’re privileged in a way a lot of people aren’t. Having been blessed with more than enough to live a happy life, you know that thanks is the only thing you should relate to your life. That every time you lay your head at night you should just appreciate what you have rather than long for the one thing you let slip through your fingers time and time again.

God, you wish you could.

More than anything, instead of focusing on what you lost you wish you could feel acceptance. That, as you walk through the hallway of your apartment late one night, eyes half closed with exhaustion, you wish you could envision anything but him crawling through your fire escape.

Swearing under your breath, you rub your eyes and tell the vision to go away —to leave you alone just this once because you’re too tired.

Having dealt with a seemingly endless trail of paperwork thanks to some stunt Tony had pulled at a gala last night, the last thing you want to clearly see is him draped in all his colours, using his magic to push open the window before crawling inside. No, instead you want to lie on your couch and watch reruns of your favourite show until you fall asleep. To escape reality for the remaining time you have left.

Except you can’t. Not when he’s huffing into the air, his chest heaving once then twice as he looks towards your frame, blinking.

Angrily, you groan and palm the sockets of your eyes, forcing your mind to reset its cruelty as you begin to turn on your heel, suddenly feeling a hand.

It locks roughly against the space above your elbow, pulling you slightly back. In response, you drop your hands reluctantly and turn to look, seeing the vision from before mold into something real. Tangible in a way that has your heart pounding in your chest —your eyes searching for potential signs of error.

Quicker than anticipated, you find that there are none. As you stand before him, taking in the uncharacteristic warmth that radiates across his skin, creating pools of sweat across his brow, you realize he’s really there. Standing in front of you, gripping your arm. Holding you with such deep distress you can practically feel the tremors of his anxiety.

“You’re alive.”

The words sound wrong. Like the lies you often heard spilled from his lips, it feels like you’re at the opening of another trick, waiting at the entrance for the punchline to hit.

“I am.”

“How?”

The edge of his lip twitches, as if he’s prepared to offer you that signature smirk before he realizes that he shouldn’t. You’ve just found out he’s alive after all, and as funny as it would be to downplay the situation as nothing more than just another game, you both know the thing you need most is comfort.

“It’s, uh, it’s complicated.”

He licks his lips as he looks you over, taking in your features, familiarizing himself with their placement despite already committing them to memory.

Somehow you look the same yet completely different. A copy of yourself, he decides.

“Complicated,” you repeat, practically gnawing your own words through clenched teeth as you feel his grip begin to loosen.

Neither of you know what to say then. Considering you hardly spoke of the issues spread between you when he was alive, it feels wrong to start now. To pretend like suddenly everything’s okay. Because even if his death could signify a clear upheaval of old habits, you know deep down he’ll never change. He’ll always be the same complicated, stubborn God just like you’ll be the headstrong to a fault mortal he mistakenly fell in love with.

“So, uh how—how’ve you been?”

His voice crashes through your skull despite being barely above a whisper. Wreaking havoc amongst your thoughts, it’s the kind of ridiculous question that manages to distract you long enough to forget that sometimes your body tends to detach from your mind. Doing whatever it wants in the form of stepping into his space and grabbing hold of his waist, you pull him roughly towards you, feeling your mind immediately calm.

“Terrible.”

Pressing your cheek against the leathers of his armour, you feel his awkward chuckle reverberate against your skin, reminding you of the few times things were good. Easy. Moments where instead of forcing yourself to hate him in between arguments you were able to just exist with him.

“I’m assuming that’s my fault.”

You feel his arms wrap around you then, weaving through your nervous frame to settle against your shoulders as he places his lips to your head, as if to say I’m sorry for dying, please forgive me.

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majo-tsukiko · 1 month

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Too often I am plagued by the trope I saw on TikTok in 2020 where your fictional favorites also favorite you in their world.

I giggle at the thought of my faves staying up late to read (Me) x Reader smut and how they mutter to themselves that my canonical husband would “just have to deal” with them wanting me carnally and being there.

That’s such a warm thought to have: My faves having blurb accounts where they argue about my morally gray decisions and how it’s meant for something larger. How they’d write fics of me and have head canons and the fanon version of me is wildly removed from what’s real 🤣

It’s also funny imagining I have fictional people that love to absolutely hate me and write fics of me suffering 🤣 I love you bitches too ho 🥰❤️

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ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused · 1 year

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fem!plus size reader, wc: 576.

cw! poor self worth issues :(

a/n: im super happy to be able to give my fellow plus size friends a fic for comfort! <3

Even though Loki came from Asgard, he was an Earth man, through and through, why wouldn’t he be? That was the planet where he had found you. It was a complete accident, at least in your end, bumping into him on the street where he stood with his brother. If you were anyone else, he would’ve snapped on you, but it was as if his words died in his throat, and for the first time in what felt like centuries, the god of mischief, the man that always seemed to have something to say, was rendered speechless.

He couldn’t help but let his gaze follow you, even after you apologized to him. All he could recall from that day was Thor saying, “That’s a good one, brother.”

And a good one you were. At least in his mind. Loki considered you his goddess, a queen that everyone should bow down to and worship for the rest of their days. Sadly, you didn’t see yourself that way. At first, he was angry, angry that these pathetic humans ever dared to talk down to you, to make you feel any less important than you truly were. To him, you were the sun, the moon, the stars, the creator of the universe, the person that made his life make sense, but your insecurities only got worse when you’d visit Asgard.

“Loki…” You said unsurely as you stared at the dress laid out on the bed before you. Even though Loki despised his “family,” it would be the first time that they had met you, and he demanded that you’d have respect. “I don’t think this is going to fit.” Which was a half lie. The gorgeous cloth was intimidating; with beautiful intricate golden details to the corset which was even prettier. To you, you felt as though you had no business wearing something like this.

“Darling,” You heard him state as he walked over to you. “I’ve had that dress made just for you. It is one of a kind.” You shook your head, trying to conjure up any other excuse, but coming up empty handed. “I don’t deserve to wear this.” You said as your shoulders slumped. It was embarrassing really, how harshly you looked down on yourself to the point where you couldn’t allow yourself to enjoy the fact that you were on a whole other planet, let alone dating a god.

He placed his hands on your waist lovingly, turning you around so that you faced him.

“That’s nonsense and you know it.” He said sternly. “You are more deserving than anyone in the cosmos. You have hung the stars, my love.” His hands innocently traced your body, no lust in his intentions as he looked at you earnestly. “You are gorgeous. Perhaps the most enchanting woman I have ever met. It kills me, my sun, to hear you speak of yourself this way.” Your heart beat fast in your chest as his hands cupped your full, rounded cheeks that he adored so much.

“Loki I…” You went to say, but he was quick to cut you off. “No, I refuse to listen to such ridiculous words.” He then in turn, grabbed the dress and handed it to you. “You are my queen, and a queen deserves everything pleasant the universe has to offer, but,” He said with an airy laugh, “A dress is a great way to start.”

And for a moment, you believed him.

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lostalioth · 2 years

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𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥

→ premise: loki gives his subjects a small treat by allowing them to watch him fuck you, making his princess feel like a pretty show girl for their king.

→ pairing: loki laufeyson x fem!reader | king!loki

→ warnings: eighteen+, smut, king kink?, public sex [loki fucks reader on the asgardin throne in front of lots of people], nicknames [baby, princess, my love].

→ a/n: 03 kinktober! I’m behind and had to get this out fast, day 4 should be coming tonight as well. this was meant to have master kink in it but i forgot and it was switched to king sort of.

Loki adored you from the very moment the two of you began dating, he couldn’t stop himself from constantly showing you off, bringing you up in conversation and gushing about how in love he was. He just had a hard time believing that a woman like you wanted him, he always had a hard time understanding the idea of any woman wanting him. Therefore he couldn’t keep his hands to himself even when it was needed, seeing as he’s king. His father often scolding him for being so handsy with you in public around his people.

That was how the little show you and Loki were putting on for the other Asgardians began. He simply wanted to show off the gorgeous ball gown you were wearing for the annual asgard dance. How that ended in his cock being slipped out of his black slacks, his button down shirt completely open exposing his pale. Your wonderful dress discarded revealing your black lacey matching set, and his cock buried inside you as you ride him in front of almost every asgardian on his throne was a mystery to you [not really ;)]

The golden throne is ice cold on your legs in contrast to the blazing heat where your body was connected to the god.

“Such a good girl for me my love all spread out for everyone to watch the way you twitch on my cock. They all can't stop looking at you baby, if only they got to experience this glorious pussy” he groaned as he leaned back and moved his eye off the audience and glued to your hips. How they were desperately bouncing and grinding, trying to milk his cock.

“Just wanna show them how good i treat their king, how i make him cum” you whine and bounce your hips harder the more that knot in your stomach tightens but its not anywhere near ready to snap not when you can't get loki's long, throbbing cock to reach that spot on your own.

“My little show off” he scoffed with affection and watched with a mocking smirk at you trying your best to fuck your self on his cock. Loki decided he would give them a real show finally, picking you up with his hands hooked under your thighs and holding onto your ass. He turns your bodies around laying you back on the throne's fragile seat he wastes no time in thrusting his cock back deep inside you. It doesn't take long before he’s hitting and abusing that wonderful spongey spot inside you making you let out a spring of loud wanton moans that sounded almost like you were screaming bloody murder.

“All these worthless little subjects are gonna get watch just how messy and beautiful you look when you squirt on my cock baby, they aren't deserving to see such a wondrous sight but i could care less” “my princess deserves an orgasm that’ll knock the wind from your chest for looking so ravishing in that dress and delicious in these skimpy undergarments” he smirks and dives his head in the crook of your neck to leave small bites and kisses up and down it making you whimper and buck your hips.

It wouldn’t be long now before the knot in your stomach snapped and it was gonna snap hard.

→ a/n: this is quite short and shitty cause i rushed and was losing motivation for it :\ it was meant to have a lot more and be better

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theaudacitytowrite · 9 months

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Y/N: Listen, I know we don't always see eye to eye-

Loki, leaning over: That's because you're too short to do so.

Y/N: You moutherf-

Peter: *holding Y/N back as they try to pounce at Loki*

#loki #loki x reader #loki drabble #loki blurb #loki laufeyson #loki odinson #loki friggason #loki incorrect quotes #loki x you #loki x y/n

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lokiprompts · 2 years

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A Second Chance - Part 2

Welp, guess I am going to make this a three parter. The third part will be the last part, I swear!

Summary: You didn't really like Loki, but you lost your memories and Loki takes advantage of the situation by pretending to be your boyfriend. What could go wrong?

Warnings: Some smut if you squint. Also didn't proof read this cuz I'm le tired. Sorry.

Words: ~ 3k

Part one on my master list.

You furrowed your brows at the man in front of you, who apparently was named Loki and was your boyfriend. None of this looked familiar, but something about him being so close to you felt…weird, but also right. You believed every word he said. Loki, or so he calls himself, was rubbing his thumb over your hand and you were thankful that you weren’t here in this hospital bed alone.

“I’m sorry that I don’t remember you.” You continued to look down at your joined hands and you genuinely did feel bad. How horrible must it be for him for his lover to forget who he was? You said so out loud and he gave your hand a gentle squeeze.

“It’s okay, Darling. I am not upset. I am just glad you are okay.” His eyes were glassy, and he looked at you. The love and affection were apparent in his eyes, and you felt obligated to give him a little smile.

“How long have we been together?” It was an innocent question, but Loki seemed thrown off by it. Thankfully, the God of Mischief was good at thinking on his feet.

“It’s relatively new,” He cleared his throat awkwardly, “but we are very happy.” He looked so stiff, but you just assumed it was because his girlfriend forgot who he was and the stress of that.

You laughed and that seemed to perk him up a bit, “I will take your word on it.”

There was a knock on the door and a nurse, followed by Dr. Strange came into your room. The doctor flipped through your chart and smiled at you, “I see you are awake. You hit your head pretty good, Y/N. How are you feeling?”

You shifted a bit, looking to Loki because honestly, you had no idea who this doctor was, but he spoke to you as if you knew him. “I, uh, I don’t remember much. I will be honest; I am very confused.” The more you thought about it, the more upset you got. You had a raging headache, the more you tried to remember, but it was all static. It was so frustrating!

“I don’t know where I am. I feel like I should know, and I feel like I should know who you are too, but I don’t.” By the time you finished, you were choking your words out in between tears. The sympathetic looks from everyone in the room felt like knives to your heart. All you wanted to do was remember, but you couldn’t.

“I know it is so frustrating Y/N. Thankfully, all your tests and scans came back fine. You just have a mild concussion and so, with amnesia like this, your memory will likely come back very quickly and probably all at once. So, you just have to be patient.”

The news was reassuring, but you were never one to be patient. That is something you knew about yourself, at least.

“We can make arrangements for someone to help take care of you. You shouldn’t be alone, and you will need help with your leg.”

You looked to Loki, confused. Maybe the doctor wasn’t aware of your relationship, “Well, I just assumed he would –“

“I will take responsibility for her, Doctor!” Loki interrupted, jumping to his feet with a big smile and a wave of his hand.

Strange looked between you and Loki with narrowed eyes, “Are you sur-“

“Yes, yes, I am her partner. I will be helping her. The rest of the team is busy on missions, and I am here, so it makes the most sense.”

That answer seemed to placate the doctor as he went over discharge instructions with Loki. Though, you wondered why Loki didn’t mention your relationship.

Then, before you knew it, you were making your way out of the Med Bay to your room, or what you were told was your room. You hobbled down the hallway on your crutches and Loki was there to catch you as you found your rhythm. The staples that were in your leg was gruesome, so you were thankful for his help. It was sweet, actually.

Loki took your room key from you and opened the door. He helped you in and started with a barrage of questions.

“Do you need anything? Are you hungry? Thirsty? Are you in pain?” You smiled softly at him and placed a gentle hand on his shoulder.

“Did you always worry like this?”

He looked down at your hand on his shoulder and then back at you. “Always. I always worry about you. I just want you to be okay, to be happy.”

“Well, some pasta would make me very happy, Loki.” You shuffled your way over to the couch, with Loki on your heels of course, and sat down.

“Yes, right, of course. Right away, Darling. Whatever you need!” And the tall man made his way into your kitchen. While you heard him banging pots and pans in the kitchen, you took in the apartment around you. There wasn’t very much there. There were a few photos of you with the Avengers, but no family that you could recognize. You remembered your initial training days with the team, but after that it was a blur. The décor in the apartment was quite plain, outside of some plants here and there. Overall, the apartment did not give you many hints about the time you had lost.

You heard whispered yelling coming from your kitchen in a language you didn’t understand. You strained your neck to try and peak and see what was happening.

“Is everything okay in there?” You called out and Loki popped his head out from the kitchen, so you could see him.

“Oh yes, perfect, Darling. It will be the best pasta you have ever eaten. The most magnificent!” Then, as quickly as he appeared, he was gone. Loki seemed very confident, but something was telling you that he was bluffing.

“You don’t know how to cook do you?” You yelled. As soon as you said that there was a giant crash of pots and pans in the kitchen. Frankly, he sounded like he was destroying your kitchen.

Loki scrambled back out to your line of sight again. He wiped chonks of his hair out of his face as he tried, but failed, to keep a cool and collected image. You covered your mouth, trying to stifle your giggles.

“No, what makes you say that?!” You gave him a pointed look, and he all but crumbled under your gaze, “Okay, fine. I am not a great cook, but I want to take care of you. Please let me try.”

Loki towered over you, but here, hanging outside of your kitchen, he looked so small and so unsure. So far, as much as you knew, he was the only one in your life to come check on you. He wanted to make you a meal, even if it meant going outside of his comfort zone and even making a fool of himself. The gesture warmed your heart, so you decided to throw the man a bone.

“Okay, but will you let me help you maybe?” He glared at you, as if he was daring you to get off of that couch, and you laughed, “From the couch, okay? Grab the orange box from the cupboard and come here.” He disappeared for a moment and then was by your side. You were craning your neck to try and look at him.

“Do you mind?” You motioned for him to join you on the couch, but he surprised you by falling to his knees in front of you. You asked him to turn around and he looked skeptical at first before complying.

“The first thing we have to do is put that hair back” You grabbed a stray hair tie that was on your coffee table and ran your fingers through his long, black hair and gathering it in your hand for a low pony. You could have sworn you heard him purr and you smiled. You twisted the tie around his hair and secured it into a neat ponytail for him.

“I like your curls.” You simply said. He turned around to face you and he had a lovely dusting of pink on his cheeks. Loki’s hands gingerly touched his hair and he smiled softly at you before murmuring a whispered ‘thank you’. You wondered if he was always this shy, but either way you thought it was cute.

Picking up the box of pasta, you showed him the instructions on the back. “See this tells you how to cook it. You know how to use the stove, right?” He nodded his head enthusiastically, but really, he had just figured it out not even five minutes ago when he accidentally lit a potholder on fire. The less you knew, the better.

You told him where to find the pasta sauce and assured him it’s hard to mess up a pasta dinner. He made a joke about how anything was possible with him and when he winked at you, you couldn’t help but blush yourself. Loki surprised you, and he seemed genuinely surprised himself, when he reappeared with two plates of perfectly cooked pasta. There was some sauce on his face, so you reach forward and swiped it off with your finger and tasting it on your tongue.

“This is good!” You exclaimed, carrying on and taking a bite from your plate as if you didn’t just cause Loki’s heart to burst with pure joy.

In between bites you continued to talk to him, “I just glad that I remember pretty much everything. I think it is just this last year and a half that I don’t really remember. Like, how did we meet? How did our relationship start?”

He slurped up some pasta and a sauce covered noodle flicked over his nose. The man was huge, but he was so childlike. It was endearing. He sheepishly wiped his face with a napkin and turned to you.

“Well, I came to the Avengers very…reluctantly. I admit, I was sour about the whole situation, and it reflected in how I interacted with others. I wasn’t pleasant to be around,” He smiled tight lips. It was clear he was embarrassed by his behavior. “But you were always kind to me. No matter how rude I was or how I tried to push you away. You always tried to make sure I was included. You wanted me to feel like this was my home.”

He looked into your eyes, and you found yourself getting lost in his. There was so much emotion pooling in those crystal blue eyes, and you couldn’t tear yourself away even if you wanted to, but you didn’t want to, “That is how I fell in love with you. Your heart is so big and so pure, and you are amazing out in the field. Really quite impressive. And you’re stunning. The most beautiful creature I have ever seen. I just want to be around you all the time…and I am rambling.” He put his head in his hands out of embarrassment, but you did hear him laugh a little bit.

“Loki?”

He lifted his head from his hands to look at you. He looked terrified of what you were going to say. “Yes?”

“You love me?” You bat your eyelashes at him as you teased him.

He chuckled, “Yes, I do. It took me a long time to admit it. You actually were the one to call me out on it. You knew before I even knew I was feeling. Of course, you teased me about that too.” It wasn’t a lie.

“And do I love you?” Loki’s eyes locked on you. The God was frozen. He knew the answer, but he didn’t know what to say to you. So, he tried to answer as honestly as he could while still maintaining the façade.

“Honestly? I don’t know. You haven’t said it to me yet, but it doesn’t matter. I am content to just be in your presence. It’s an honor, truly.” The way he looked at you told you that every word he said to you was genuine. He looked at you liked you hung the sun, the moon, and the stars and while you did not remember him, you liked the way he looked at you.

And you liked looking at him.

Your eyes danced over his face, taking in his features. His sharp jawline. His black, long curls that still hung in your ponytail. His impeccable cheekbones and pillowy lips. There was no denying that he was incredibly handsome.

“You’re starring, Darling.” He smirked. That smile, too, oh it was starting to do things to you.

You nudged him playfully with your elbow, “You’re my boyfriend. I can stare if I like.” He smiled back at you and tenderly brushed some of your hair behind your ear.

“You certainly can, Darling.”

The two of you fell into a comfortable silence and now with a full and happy belly, you couldn’t help but yawn.

“Ahh, time for bed then.” You nodded at him, the exhaustion really hitting you hard. You reached for your crutches to help you get to your bed, but he stopped you. With one quick, yet careful movement, he scooped you up in his arms as if you weighed nothing and started to make his way to your bedroom. You wrapped your arms around his neck and nuzzled in. His arms felt so comfortable, like you belonged there. It felt wonderful and you wondered how often he carried you like this to bed. You wished you could remember.

“Do you always carry me like this? It’s nice.” You murmured into his chest. Loki squeezed you closer to him. He was committing this feeling to memory. He had always wondered what you felt like in his arms, all warm and cozy. The only other time you were in his arms was when he was carrying you to the Quinjet, unconscious. If he could cast out that memory and replace it with this one, he would in a heartbeat.

“Not as often as I would like to.” It was another non-answer, answer, but you seemed satisfied with it. The god knew he was on borrowed time. It was only a matter of time until you remembered everything and realized he was lying about being in a relationship. Typically, Loki was a planner, and he was always three steps or more ahead of whatever problem he was facing. But now, he had no plans. He will face your wrath with pure gratitude that he even got to dream of a life with you.

Tenderly, as if you could break like glass, he placed you on your bed. He tucked you in so sweetly, your heart swelled. You wondered if he always cared for you like this. You missed those memories. Loki wished you a good night and turned to leave, but you called out to him.

“Can you please just hold me?” The god stood awkwardly in your bedroom, bouncing on his heels.

“I am not sure if that is a good idea. You don’t really remember me. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.” He argued, looking down at his feet that shuffled on the floor. But really, he worried that you would hear his heart beating so loudly just being next to you.

“I am asking you to stay, so I am not uncomfortable. I don’t want to be alone…and I trust you.”

Loki’s eyes shot up to yours, “You-You do?” You smiled up at him.

“Of course. I know it is silly since I don’t really remember you. You could be lying through your teeth,” You laughed at the idea and missed the slight wince that crossed Loki’s face, “I just know I can trust you. You will take care of me. Please? Will you stay?”

You gave him your best puppy dog eyes and you saw him melt into a puddle right in front of you. This man was truly putty in your hands, and you were starting to love it. Without another word, Loki crawled into bed with you. He insisted on being on top of the covers, something about decency, but he still wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you close to his chest. Over your shoulder, you heard a contented sigh and you fell asleep with a smile.

Sometime, during the night, Loki had made his way under the covers. He had a death grip on your body as he held you so close to him like you might try to escape. You bit your lip, feeling his bulge poke against your back. The man behind you was sound asleep so you boldly wiggled your hips against him. The low, rumbly growl that came from his chest lit your whole body on fire. Part of you felt a bit promiscuous since you still didn’t remember him, so it was like grinding on a stranger. But this stranger was crazy hot and technically he was your boyfriend, so why not right?

You let out a quiet moan of your own when you felt wet kisses under your ear and the back of your neck. And just as quickly this all started, it ended. Loki woke up and registered what was happening. His lips on your neck and his hard on rubbing against your ass. He jumped out of bed, almost tripping on it as his long legs got caught on your comforter. He turned his back to you and quickly readjusted himself in a feeble attempt to hide his obvious erection. The God was blessed, he knew this, but he still wanted to do this right. This was his second chance, after all.

You turned in bed to face him and giggled at his frantic behavior, “I didn’t realize I was so unappealing.” If there was one thing you learned about your relationship with Loki, it’s that you love teasing him.

His brain just about short circuited, “No, no, no, Darling. No. You are amazing. I mean, your face! Your body!” He gestured with his hands towards you, as if you knew exactly what he meant.

You flashed him a sweet smile and it seemed to help ease his panic, “Thanks Loki. So, what’s the plan for today?”

He sat down on the edge of the bed, and he caressed your messy bed head with his hand. The feeling was so nice. You couldn’t remember the last time you felt so loved, but a part of you was just blaming the amnesia.

“I was thinking we could do something today that might help with your memory. I wanted to recreate our first date.” He beamed down at you. You thought the idea was so incredibly sweet, and a great way to maybe trigger your memories back. But little did you know that it would, truly, be your first date with Loki.

“I love that idea.” You smiled at him, lost in his sweetness. He offered you his hand and helped you out of bed, careful of your leg.

“Then let’s get you ready, my love.”

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elliewlums · 1 year

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holdmytesseract · 2 years

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Ella, sitting on Loki's chest, raven locks in her tiny hands...

Ella: *tugs at his hair*

Loki, shouting playfully: Ow, Princess! That hurts!

Ella: *looks at her dad with big, blue eyes*

Loki: *lunges forward to blow a raspberry on her belly*

Ella: *giggles uncontrollably, what turns into a sneeze, causing her to suddenly shift into her Jotun form*

Loki, shifting as well: *starts to smile brightly at the fact that every time Ella sneezes, she turns into an adorable blue ice cube, because she can't control entirely the ability to shapeshift yet* Bless you, my sweet little ice cube.

#loki blurb #the baby fever au #loki x reader #loki laufeyson x female reader #loki x female reader #loki x y/n #loki x you #loki laufeyson x reader #tom hiddleston x reader #tom hiddleston characters

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asgardwinter · 1 year

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hi bianca!! i have a request if that’s okay!!

so i work in an elementary school, and some days are better than others. can i request a little blurb where reader comes home after a bad day and is crying and loki comforts her and says he’ll make anyone who mad you cry and you’re like honey they’re six year olds and he’s like. oh. well then they’re cute. what am i supposed to do? 😭 idk i just love the idea of loki and kids bc i know he would secretly actually like them

I hope I made justice to your request, it is absolutely adorable and I can totally imagine something like this happening

tiny little mortals

summary | A bad day with Loki's antics was always a surprise.

pairing | Loki x Reader

warnings | fluff, Loki being funny AND adorable

word count | 558

author’s note | sorry if my writing isn’t that good, I’m trying to get back on track so be kind lovies :)

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There were days where your kids made you smile and laugh and jump around the place. You’d be taking care of them and someone would’ve come near you with flowers as a cute gift and they would say adorable things and be adorable children.

Just perfect.

But on other days everything seemed to be off. The kids were being… Well, they were behaving like kids. Crying because you wouldn’t let them put themselves in danger, because you called them out, the whole package. And a bonus was that when they were unhappy you couldn’t be much happier either, and their parents were just as upset.

In a few words this whole combination left you crying in the living room of your apartment, not even realizing Loki got home.

“I swear, my love, I’ll make them regret it.” You hear his stone cold voice behind you. “Anyone who makes such a beautiful thing like you cry should not be living and...”

“Love, they’re six years old.” You cut through his monologue, a half smile made its way to your face with how shocked he was to hear it.

“Oh my.” He looked quite embarrassed, you never thought you’d see him almost regret a death threat. “Well, if they are small humans… it might complicate things a bit.”

“Just a bit, right?” You nodded towards the picture you had up on the rack, a gift from some of the kids with a picture you took during one of those special days they had.

“They’re cute. Too cute!” He looked more closely at the picture. “What am I supposed to do now? What can I do to some tiny little mortals?!”

“I don’t know, honey.” You dried some of the tears with the back of your hand. “Just please don’t follow on with the murder plan. I’d be a little happier if they’re there tomorrow when I get to work.”

Loki sat by your side on the couch, his arms around your shoulders to give you some support while you could almost see the engines in his brain working to solve your problem in a way he wouldn’t hurt the “tiny little mortals”.

“I have a plan.” He suddenly announced. “And I believe you’ll approve of it.”

You stared at him, suspicious of his intentions. The only relief was that you knew he wouldn’t hurt a kid, even if he also would do anything to assure your well being.

“Tomorrow I will pick you up at work and them we can go to that cafe you love so much…”

“And…?” You could see there was way more into his words, Loki was just a master at stalling you.

“...before that I’ll have a little chat with these little ones there.”

“Loki…”

“Like I even need permission.” He scoffed, clearly offended at your lack of faith in his abilities of staying off the radar of the people in charge.

“Do whatever you want honey.” You gave up, leaning against him to emphasize your words. “I just don’t want kids crying or parents coming in for my head.”

“Trust me, my love. Everything will get better.” He winked and you just knew he was telling you the truth.

And if you had seen the careful way he talked to the kids, you’d be even more surprised with his adorable manners next to them.

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