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those-late-night-feels · 1 year

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Right Place, Right Time

Part 1

Summary: When Loki saves your daughter, the bond you start to form takes you both by surprise.

Warnings: Slow burn, near death experience.

A/N: Readers, your feedback is always appreciated. As a mother, I wanted to play around with how a relationship could develop in that scenario. More to come.

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

The first time your heart skipped a beat because of him, there was no warning. In fact, your heart had been pounding incessantly and the jolt you felt was like a heart attack. Distracted, running along the sidewalk chasing after a toddler who thought running away from mommy was a new game, even though you'd sat her down multiple times to explain that it was not a fun game for mommy. One minute you watched as she ran out of the playground, the next you had face planted, tripping over the broken sidewalk as she made her way closer and closer to the busy intersection.

"Someone help!" you yelled, pointing to your little girl. Startled, two men on the corner turned toward your cry, and then to the toddler next to them who had just stepped off the curb. It felt like your soul left your body as you watched the bus barrel down the road in slow motion, one man running in front of the child to stop the bus, the other clutching the little one just in time and bringing her over to you.

Sobbing and shaking, your eyes were only on her, your pride and joy, wiping your cheeks from tears you didn't know escaped.

"Sara, you gave mommy such a scare," you shakily said in between sniffs, arms out, taking your little girl from the man holding her as the other man approached. Your mind was clouded and when you turned to the blonde man to thank them both incessantly, you did a double take. “You’re…you’re…”

“Thor, and this is my brother Loki," he said with a smile, placing his hand on the other man's shoulder. "And we’re happy to have been of assistance. You certainly have your hands full.”

Adjusting the squirmy toddler in your arms, you directed your eyes up to the taller man. He prepared himself for a scream, for an angry shove, for any sort of reaction at all. But you took him by surprise, giving a nervous huff and grabbing his hand.

“It's nice to meet you both. And thank you.” Your eyebrows crinkled in earnestness as he nodded. It felt incredibly silly thinking how gorgeous he was after what you just went through, with other-worldly eyes and deep cheekbones, and his brother interrupted your thoughts. “We do need to get back, will you be ok?” You turned to Thor, shaking your head at your own silliness. Of course, they probably had incredibly important things to attend to.

“Oh yes, we'll be fine. Thank you, again.” Loki slipped his hand from yours, but not before squeezing it in return and giving you the briefest of an understanding look.

They disappeared, and you thought that would be the last time you ever saw the avenger and his alluring brother.

The second time he made your heart flutter, it had been months later and you hadn't thought about him for weeks. The fantasy of the mysterious god was exciting for a time, but the reality of a full-time job and single motherhood made you forget those frivolous thoughts. Weaving through the congested New York crowds, you'd almost passed by him without realizing it, but something in the back of your mind told you to look back.

"Loki?" He turned mid-stride, not placing you immediately, but when the recognition hit, it was evident on his face. "You're back."

He smiled warmly as you adjusted your shoulder bag. "I, uh, didn't get a chance to thank you properly for saving my daughter. Could I, um, buy you a coffee?"

He was quiet while studying your face. Did you have an ulterior motive? He didn't think so. And just when you thought he might not have heard you, he replied, "Yes, I'd like that."

The little cafe around the corner had French bistro chairs and softly played Pink Martini on repeat. Sitting at a table in the corner by the window, a latte for you and a black tea for him, you talked incessantly about yourself, your daughter, your job, while he sat there quietly listening, sipping his tea. A little embarrassed that you had just rambled on and on like a nervous teenager, you drew circles on the rim of your coffee cup. "You don't talk much, do you?"

He chuckled to himself, your words amusing him. "I like listening to you."

Your face turned pink as you looked at your hands, the remnants of your latte sitting at the bottom. "Are you staying here for a while? On earth?"

"For a while, yes."

Nodding, you quietly said, "Good."

He tilted his head upon hearing you. "You might be the only Midgardian to think that."

You shrugged your shoulders in response, not knowing what to say. You weren't dumb, you knew exactly who he was, what he had done, had watched in horror the aftermath of the destruction on TV. The glares, the whispers of others, they weren't subtle. But you also knew he was trying to make amends for his mistakes.

"It's getting late. I need to pick up Sara from daycare."

Adjusting your bag, the two of you walked toward the door. He held it open for you to pass by, taking in his intoxicatingly warm scent. Pausing on the busy sidewalk, you turned toward him. "Um, I know this is kind of silly, but Sara's birthday is next weekend and we're celebrating at that park. If…if you aren't busy…"

His smile was kind and genuine. Were you really asking Loki, god of mischief, to your child's birthday party? But he said thank you, and as you said goodbye you felt his fingertips brush against yours.

The third time your heart fluttered, you hadn't actually expected him to show up to your little girl's birthday party, but a small part of you had hoped, just maybe. Sara was full of smiles, playing on the jungle gym with neighbor kids and snacking on strawberries and pretzel sticks. The squeals of delight when she unwrapped a present and pulled out a mermaid Barbie warmed your heart, exactly what she had wanted. It was thrilling as a mother to hear those happy sounds, see her smiling face on her day and it was a good distraction from wondering if a certain someone would show up. But as you sang "Happy Birthday" and helped her blow out the few candles, the thought gnawing at the back of your mind was that he wasn't going to show. And while you felt the disappointment in the pit of your stomach, it was the nagging thought you had completely embarrassed yourself that truly bothered you. Why in the world had you invited Loki, an ancient god of the universe, the brother of Thor, to your daughter's birthday party? You groaned at the idiocy of it, imagining how he must have been so amused by you, a simple mortal in awe of the Asgardian god. Sighing, you cut slices of birthday cake, handing them out to guests. Holding a forkful of the frosted vanilla cake, you paused mid-bite as clouds rolled in and turned dark. The weather app hadn't mentioned a possible storm. First, there was rumbling thunder, and then the clouds opened up and hundreds of aliens flew out from the opening in the sky.

"Sara…" you called out in warning, picking her up from the picnic table and walking backwards from the activity in front of you. Lasers began to emit from them and your heart thumped in your chest. We need to get out of here. We need to hide.

You turned to run towards the entrance of the park, Sara covering her ears and starting to cry, when you heard your name. Looking up, you saw Loki dressed in a full green and black leather ensemble, running up to you. "What…what's going on?"

"Come with me," he said and grabbed your hand. Clutching on to Sara, the two of you weaved through panicked crowds. Don't let go of his hand!

He dodged falling objects, swerved through oncoming traffic, all while keeping you close. Your legs burned, your feet started to rub raw, but you kept with his pace.

“Only a little farther, darling,” he yelled over his shoulder. “You’re doing great.”

You couldn’t get a word in to reply, your lungs burned and your throat felt like sandpaper, but soon the massive Avengers Tower came into view among the smoke and debris. He took you through the lobby, into a back room, and you tried to catch your breath again while adjusting Sara in your arms. He spoke to a few security guards and then turned to you, never dropping your hand. “Alright, you’ll be safe here. They will take you to a room below and get you settled.”

You looked at him quizzically. “You’re not coming?”

He leaned over to look you in the eye, placing a hand on your shoulder. “Not until this invasion is stopped. I'll come check on you both soon."

The feeling of being left alone somewhere unknown was unsettling, but there was a reason Loki took you here, and that was reassuring. The security guards took you down an elevator to what you could only assume was a safety bunker. Sturdy walls, entertainment units, a full kitchen, and multiple bedrooms, but no windows. You chose a room, laying Sara down on the large mattress as she started to yawn once safely inside.

“Well bug, it's just you and me again.” You rubbed her head and sang soothing songs as she laid down to nap, heart palpitating with every loud blast outside, and soon laid down next to her, the adrenaline of the afternoon wearing off.

When you opened your eyes again, it wasn't from another resounding blast, but to gentle strokes of your hair. Eyelids fluttered as you took in your surroundings, then all at once as he came into focus in front of you, his touch delicate. Opening your mouth, he set a finger to his lips and motioned to your little girl, curled in a ball. He draped a blanket over her, then pulled you up to leave the room and allow her to nap in peace.

"You're hurt," you said when he quietly shut the door and reached up to brush your thumb under a cut on his cheek. "Do you need to have that looked at?"

A smile played on his lips as you looked at the wounds on his face. "I'll heal. Are you hungry?"

You nodded as he reached up to clasp your hand and his fingers latched on yours, pulling you into the kitchen. "Let's see what we can find."

Twenty minutes later, the two of you were eating from a big bowl of spaghetti. He told you about what had happened, how he learned about the coming invasion from Thor, and had instantly thought of you and Sara at that park.

"You've saved Sara twice now. It's like you're her guardian angel."

He smiled to himself, twirling the spaghetti with his fork. "You might be the only creature in the universe to compare me to an angelic being, y/n."

He focused more on the bowl of pasta than you. "I don't really care what people think," you said quietly, resting your hand on his.

He lifted his eyes to yours as you drew circles on his hand with your thumb. Your breath slowed and his jaw relaxed, but you broke contact first, stretching with a sigh. "I should probably get going, wake Sara up and get out of your guy's hair."

His mouth went slack jawed as he hastily got up from the chair. "I wouldn't advise that. You must stay." You paused as he rushed his words. "At least until tomorrow," he said quickly. "They could come back…and I'd be beside myself if I didn't know Sara was safe."

"Loki…thank you, but–" He cut you short, coming up to you and resting a hand on your arm.

"Please," he said softly, looking from one eye to the other. "Just so I know that you…and she…are safe."

His eyes were pleading and you swallowed the lump in your throat, pulse beating faster from his touch.

"I…" you stammered, words lost on you while drowning in his eyes.

"Mama!" You pulled your eyes away, his touch receding as you picked up the little girl running to your arms.

"Hey baby girl," you kissed her cheek and she snuggled into your embrace. "You have a good nap?"

She gave an exaggerated nod, looking around the bunker. "We go home now?"

You could almost swear you heard Loki hold his breath. Looking from her to him, you shook your head. "We're going to stay here tonight, like when we do sleepovers at Grandma's house. Does that sound like fun?"

Again, she gave an exaggerated nod, making curls in your hair with her fingers. "Where's mermaid girl?"

Your lips pressed into a line, remembering the Barbie that was left on the picnic table, along with all of her other birthday presents. "We'll have to get her later, sweet pea."

Sara stuck out her bottom lip. "Did I hear it was someone's birthday today?"

Sara turned her head quickly to Loki, an open mouth smile on her face.

"Watch," he whispered, and placed his hand out in front of her. When he opened his palm, tiny fireworks played among his fingertips. Sara giggled joyfully and clapped her hands. "Now close your eyes–you, too."

He looked at you expectantly, and you gave him a what-are-you-up-to look, but did as you were told. A few seconds passed, and then he said, "Alright, open them."

You heard the squeal of delight before you could open your eyes. "Mermaid girl!"

Before her was the blue and pink plastic mermaid, and she hugged it tightly, wiggling to crawl out of your arms and play with the doll.

"How did you even…" you whispered, but he only gave a smug little grin and watched the little girl explore the room with her new friend. He kept you company that afternoon, him a little more open as he told you stories of growing up on Asgard, the tricks he'd play on Thor, and of course, stories of his mother. Lounging on the couch with your legs tucked under you, you imagined him as the little prince, and how he grew into the man sitting in front of you, and the fluttering in your heart moved down lower to your core.

This new feeling was startling. Yes, you had found him wildly attractive, but it was like staring at a piece of priceless art. It was meant to be displayed in a museum to be marveled by all, not to hang in your living room next to a pile of laundry. You were lost in your own head as he talked, and then there was silence when he cocked his head. "Did I lose you?"

Eyes blinked rapidly as you returned to the present. "Why us?"

"Hmmm?"

"During the invasion today, why did you come back for us? You barely know me…"

He leaned forward and reached for your hand. "Y/n, you don't give yourself enough credit. You've shown me more kindness in the little amount of time I've known you than most of these Midgardians have since I've been here. If anyone deserves saving, it's you."

Your stomach tumbled, your eyes turned down, watching as his palm found yours, fingers slowly weaving together. He saw you and it was all so overwhelming. Feelings like these hadn't been present since Sara's father, and those had long since flown away. No one had truly occupied your mind but Sara for years… Sara…

You looked around the large room to find her playing under a table with her doll and a few items she had gathered while exploring the room. "It's getting late. I should give her a bath and put her to bed."

"Would you like me to go?"

Nibbling your lip, you shook your head, and as you turned to find your daughter, Loki smiled.

Sara was always an easy one to put to bed, like she was just as eager to go to sleep when you said it was time. She laid in bed after playing in the tub and listened as you made up a story about a young boy who lived in a far away land and was different from everyone else, giggling when you told about the tricks he would play on others, but really all he wanted was to be loved.

"I like it here," she whispered and you gave her little kisses on her nose and forehead and eyes, her breathing soon growing heavy with time.

Fifteen minutes later, you quietly shut her door, finding Loki lounging with a book in his hand. The massive hardcover book was propped open on his chest and you tilted your head to read the title.

"The whole world is divided for me into two parts: one is she, and there is all happiness, hope, light; the other is where she is not, and there is dejection and darkness…"

He paused, considered your words. "You are full of surprises. You know your Tolstoy."

You smiled, maybe a little proud that you could impress him. "I took some classes on Russian literature in college."

It turned your conversation into a new direction, on books and favorite authors. He pulled a book out of thin air, holding it out to you. A worn green cover and brilliant gold font, you took it, slowly cracking open the cover in your lap. "I think you'll enjoy this one."

You drew your finger over the beautiful script, the delicate pages.

The warmth of his hand met your cheek, drawing your eyes up to his. "Y/n," he paused, his body leaning in, your heart beating so hard you were sure he could hear it. "Can I kiss you?"

Lips parted, the answer on the tip of your tongue, and then the clobbering of footsteps down the hall, the bellowing of Loki's name, his hand sliding away from your face, the moment gone.

"Loki, there's been another invasion," his brother announced when he found the two of you. "We're needed in London."

Loki sighed, looking from his brother to you. "Please stay here tonight. I'll be back as soon as I can."

He left with a kiss to your hand and more questions swirling in your mind.

Part 2

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prpfs · 5 months

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‼️PARTNERS WANTED ‼️

🌿ABOUT ME: Howdy partner~ The names Nova. I’m 27 and go by they/them pronouns. I've been writing/roleplaying for thirteen years and consider myself ADV-NOVELLA / but can also mirror!

INFO: Anything in bold is what I’m CURRENTLY more into in the present moment and will lean more towards accepting partners for. As for the characters I will be musing as, they are BOLD.

FANDOMS: Shameless, The Last of Us, Stranger Things, Breaking Bad, Harry Potter, Wednesday, Outer Banks, Loki |MCU| Show.

SHIPS:

Mickey Milkovich x Ian Gallagher

Ellie Williams x Abby Anderson

Robin Buckley x Nancy Wheeler

Jane Margolis x Jesse Pinkman

Fleur Delacour x Bill Weasley

Sirius Black x Remus Lupin

Draco Malfoy x Harry Potter

Wednesday Addams x Enid Sinclair

JJ Maybank x Kiara Carrera

Mobius x Loki Laufeyson

PLOTS: >🕊️< I prefer very dark, taboo themes, a rating of (M++) let’s plan something out together, I find other peoples engagements to be more exciting. Preferably AU!

REQUIREMENTS: Please be above 18+ to commence a roleplay with me as I like to lean more toward mature topics which does include spice. I ask that you be literate/novella or at least mirror me, as of recent my mind has been heavily “quality over quantity” just don’t want a response that I cannot work with. As we discuss a plot, I will ask you to share your rules and triggers—I do not wish to make anyone uncomfortable when we write together.

ADDITIONAL INFO: We can discuss further via private messages if this is something YOU MAY be interested in. Just leave a like, and I will message you to figure out what we want to do, and afterwards… gravitate to discord (if that is something you have)

DO NOT LIKE/INTERACT: if you are NOT interested in the things in bold. I am hyperfixated heavily right now, and would like to actually find a decent roleplay partner who won’t disappear on me after sending 2-3 messages, I cannot explain how many pms I’ve had to delete because they do not answer despite seeing them active and everything even after plotting.

Leave a like, and anon will get back to you!

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roleplayfinder · 6 months

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Hii. 🖤🗡️19 year old female here looking for other 18+ roleplayers! I’ve recently watched Loki again and I’m desperate to roleplay it!! Either the series or MCU I don’t really mind to be honest!! And I’m looking to play Loki! For your Oc/ character!! I’m okay with mxm/ fxm!! I’m literate and can range between 3-5 paragraphs!! I write mainly on discord. But tumblr works too if that is preferred! I have no limits but will of course respect yours. Please no one liners. Thank you so much! If this interests you like this post and I’ll get back to you<3

#eighteen and over #loki #loki roleplay #loki rp #mcu #mcu roleplay #mcu rp #oc #oc roleplay #oc rp #ocxcanon #mxm #mxf #canonxcanon

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sugarmoonraee · 3 months

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Lokius Has Ruined My Life

Any Lokius enjoyers out there who'd want to do a little roleplay with me? After watching Season 2 I'm absolutely desperate to write them. My style is third person, past tense, lazy lit. I'm pretty chill when it comes to someone's writing and length of response, as the length of my posts will vary depending on the time of day and the scene we are writing. Just don't always expect novella for every post.

Considering this is my first time writing this pairing, I'm open to most ideas as long as its semi-canon or canon divergent. I do have a preference to write Loki. But I may be convinced to write Mobius as well. I'm a sucker for darker themes, angst and drama, as well as fluffy cheesy romance. NSFW can also be included but not a must.

If anyone is interested feel free to contact me directly. My DMs are always open~ Alternatively, you can send me a friend request on Discord (sugaraemoon) and we could talk there. Please send me a message if you're interested! I will not reach out first, as it seems Tumblr hates me and will shadow ban if I message a few people at a time.

#loki #loki x mobius #lokius #mcu loki #loki rp #lokius rp #loki roleplay #lokius roleplay #mcu #roleplay #1x1 rp #1x1 roleplay #loki series #discord 1x1 #1x1 discord

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misfit-among-the-angels · 4 months

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Ok so is there anyone who would want to be anon Loki? For an rp? 👉👈

#roleplay #rp #Loki #Loki rp #Loki roleplay #Anyone?#i promise it's gonna be fun #And it doesn't need to be as involved as my Tobi rp

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wolffenris · 4 months

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Looking for lots of threads! If your fandom is tagged, I'd love to rp with you! hit the heart or follow and message me!

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intoxicatingintimacyy · 5 months

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Hi all! Looking for some fandom plots atm cause I’m missing my angsty babies hehe. I’m 25 and go by Tulsa and have been writing since I was probably 11 or 12?? Soooo for a hot minute lol. I’d definitely consider myself literate-adv. Lit as I’m able to pump out 3+ paras depending on the scene/reply. However, I will say, my favorite types of roleplays are around 2-3 shorter paras and rapid fire *chef’s kiss*. Non-rapid fire isn’t a deal breaker though, I know not everyone has time or attention haha.

RULES:

I’m just going to quickly jot down some loose ‘rules’ for lack of a better word, but I promise I’m really not too crazy strict lol.

The one rule I am STRICT on is that all of my partners need to be 18+. I prefer 20+, but I’m not gonna knock you if you’re 18 or 19, I know it’s hard to find partners.

I talked a little bit about literacy already, but just to specify I write in third person past tense and will always reply with at least a paragraph and I’d like the same in return. One-liners just make it hard to immerse yourself. I won’t roleplay with anyone who writes in the first person though, it lowkey makes me uncomfy…

I’m a sucker for some good smut scenes, especially when they include angst or come from something angsty or toxic (pls), so I’d prefer partners who are comfortable writing nsfw content. Of course we’ll discuss specific personal triggers together too, as for kinks though my characters have different ones based on THEM, not me. This has confused people in the past so just let me know if I need to explain any further : )

As far as doubling goes, I’ve heard it described in different ways by different people. The first way is just playing side characters to help world build and give the plot more substance/drama, that I absolutely do and would want my partner to do as well. Obviously our ship will be the main focus, but other characters bring the world to life! The second form of doubling I’ve come across is almost in a transactional sort of way? Kind of a ‘I’ll scratch your back if you scratch mine’ type of thing. I don’t do that. There are a few canons I can and enjoy playing in these fandoms that we can discuss me playing for you if you have a pairing you want to do, but I just don’t like when people EXPECT me to double for ‘fairness’ sakes, it’s a big pet peeve of mine….

I think those are all of the rules I have? Well, at least that I’m remembering right now lol. Onto what I’m looking for I suppose: I’m looking for partners who are open to playing M characters in MxF plots. I have ~some~ original ideas, but I tend to like fandom plots best. These are some of the pairings I’m currently craving, the role with the asterisks (*) around them would be who you’d play. The next role would be who I’d play, with their standing as a chara in parenthesis and then the fandom after the dash!

ROLES:

*Derek Hale* x Paige Krasikeva (Canon-Divergent) - Teen Wolf

*Kol Mikaelson* x Averie Forbes (OC) - Vampire Diaries

*Loki Laufeyson* x Eira Jarrledottir (OC) - MCU/Thor Movies

*Billy Hargrove* x Kat Wheeler (OC) - Stranger Things

*Finnick Odair* x Annie Cresta (Canon) - The Hunger Games

*Spencer Reid* x Olivia Chandler (OC) - Criminal Minds

*Stiles Stilinski* x Lydia Martin (Canon) - Teen Wolf

*Draco Malfoy* x Artemis Cresswell (OC) - Harry Potter

Those are what I have right now, at least for this ad. Please keep in mind, all of my original characters have bios/backstories that are at least a page long if not longer. I know some folks have their opinions on ocs, but even just taking a look and deciding no is cool with me : )

This ad is turning out really lengthy, but just one more lil section before I wrap it all up lol: the following is what I’d be looking for out of a potential partner.

Can reply at least once a day, but would prefer multiple times. (obviously this doesn’t apply if something comes up, just let me know, I’m not strict or scary, promise!)

Loves to gush about the characters/pairings/fandom we’re writing. I love getting invested and coming up with potential future plot points or doing aus or hcs about where they could end up. It’s all so fun!

In that same vein though, I do want to set a boundary: I don’t do anything that requires me to share my voice or get off of discord. I have super bad anxiety so any kind of call or sharing of personal info stresses me out a lot. I’ve tried it once and it all ended in a mess and I’d rather not get into it again, so please be able to respect that.

If you write primarily on Discord in servers, that’s perfect! And bonus points if you use tupperbox!

OKAY! I think I’m finally done rambling lmao, sorry about how long it turned. If you’re at all interested please interact or simply add me on discord - toxicdeliquency

Also, please introduce yourself and what fandom and/or pairing caught your eye instead of just a simple ‘hi’ message, it makes things much easier and less awkward haha. Hope to hear from y’all!

#roleplay #fandom rp #teen wolf rp #stranger things rp #literate roleplay #marvel roleplay #st rp #thor rp #vampire diaries rp #spencer reid rp #literate rp #loki laufeyson rp #loki roleplay #loki rp #mcu rp #mcu roleplay #marvel rp #fandom #original character

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loki-notazombie · 6 months

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Headcanons

Headcanons based on canon and deleted scenes

A lot of MCU we see him in heightened personal situations. However, in downtime:

was the go-to prince to spend time with visitors on tours and dinners and such with his mother

knows how to be diplomatic and cautious

Above comes from spending so much time with his mother learning magic, but that also meant he was around when she dealt with the court and visitors

is therefore polite in a lot situations

is the patron of the Asgard Royal Theatre

has a special corner of Royal Library all set up for him. Tables, comfortable chairs, pillows, lamps. Palace staff know to come and go at the table on the outside edge and leave him to his studies

gravitates to anything new. In Asgard it is any new craft, fabric, technology… He often is the patron of independent artists

is uncomfortable with stagnation and boredom

is a chaotic mischievous scamp. Depending on his mood is if the mischief goes into the cruel side

is not afraid of being devious or instilling fear as a means of control

has a deep need for a place, a purpose, for multiple forms of love

yet finds it difficult to trust, especially after the family revelations

magic is such an integral part of himself he can’t separate it out

#Headcanons #loki roleplay

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mayhemandmagic · 1 year

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“Rude.”

#open RP #open starter #loki roleplay #SHORT REPLIES ONLY #temporary open starter #loki laufeyson #loki rp #marvel rp #If you want to put him in your universe just gimme a tag or a line of explanation!#OCs welcome

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those-late-night-feels · 1 year

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Right Place, Right Time

Part 3

Summary: Dealing with the consequences of your actions.

Warnings: angst, slow burn, slightly smutty.

A/N: I've got a couple ideas of where I'd like to take this moving forward, but always appreciate feedback and ideas. | Dividers by @firefly-graphics

Large elm trees passed by in a blur as the car sped down the street. Hands nervously fiddling at the hem of your dress, the last hour of the night played back in your mind: what he'd said, your heart taking over before you could think, his hands slow at first, then all over you at once. In a lust-filled haze, you'd somehow managed to pull away. What had you just done? You couldn't last even one evening without throwing yourself at him? Shit, shit, shit!

His thumb brushed against flushed skin while trying to hold back a smile. "I should go," you said, scared that your swirling heart would soon take you to his bed.

"I want you to stay."

It was your turn to hold back a smile, his thumb brushing across your lips, a kiss placed on the pad of his thumb. "That's exactly why I should go."

He held in a sigh, knowing that against every carnal desire, he had to let you go tonight. There had been many lovers throughout his life–ladies in waiting, handmaids, princesses, goddesses–why his feelings for you should be any different he didn't understand, but they were. Where once he would have pressed his body up against yours, pinning you against a wall knowing consent was on the tip of the tongue, he resisted the urge to push his luck with you.

Leaning down, he kissed your forehead and allowed you to slip through his fingers tonight.

You thanked the driver as he pulled up to the apartment building and opened the door. He held up his hand at the $5 tip offered to him, assuring that everything was taken care of.

"Hey, how was the party?" your sister, Jenna, asked as you hung your purse and coat on the hook.

"It was fun," you shrugged nonchalantly. "Very fancy. I certainly didn't underdress."

She pulled up a chair at the table. "Are you gonna tell me about this mystery guy yet?"

Your eyes flicked to her for a second. "What are you talking about? What guy?"

She crossed her arms in response. "Y/n, I've known you your whole life. There's a guy. You don't pull that dress out for a party without there being a guy involved. Don't bullshit me."

It wasn't that you were ashamed of being involved with Loki, whatever that meant. But you had seen the general public's response to him and you'd been a listening ear to Jenna's numerous rants about the attack on New York. This would take time, but that time was not now. Not until you figured out how to handle the complicated mess you just created. Because you certainly didn't kiss your friends, not like that.

"I don't know what to tell you, Jenna. It was just a party with friends." Crossing the room, you went down the hall to peek in on Sara and give her a kiss goodnight. "How was she tonight? Did she ask you to read Hug A Bug again?"

She knew you were avoiding the subject, but let it go. "Only twice. She wanted to pretend to be superheroes, kept flying her Barbie through the air saying 'look at me!'"

Your eyes got wide, but she didn't seem to notice as you both shuffled down the hall.

"Are you planning to spend the night here again? I've got a bottle of wine to share…" you said, pulling the glass bottle from the pantry shelf.

"You don't have to ask me twice!"

It was nearly impossible for Loki to stop thinking about the previous night. Try as he might, you had consumed his thoughts more than he'd ever want to admit. And your resistance to him was only fueling the fire. It was only the next morning, but he needed to see you again.

He stopped by the coffee shop you had treated him to before, picking up your previous order and made his way to your apartment. Taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door and was startled by the blonde who looked slightly similar to you opening it. The two stared at each other in confusion for a moment before Loki asked for you.

"You've got to be kidding me," she said, her jaw half dropped, her fists clenched by her sides. Jenna slammed the door in his face, then heard as she yelled for you. It took a few minutes before you opened the door, slipping on the other side.

"Hi," you said quickly, wide eyed and gripping the top of your robe. He took you in, fresh faced and hair wet. How he wished he could tear that robe off and bury himself deep inside you, making noises emerge from your lips that he'd never heard before.

He shook the thought from his head before he inadvertently acted on it and cleared his throat. "I should have called first, I'm sorry."

You shook your head, fully aware that he was looking at you like a glass of water in the desert. "It's ok, you just met my very protective sister." You paused, looking down at the paper cup in his hand. "Did you…did you bring me coffee?"

He looked down at the cup in his hand, as if just realizing it was still there, and held it out. "I think I got your order right."

You took a sip, the contents leaving a smile on your face and a warmth in your belly. "Did you come all the way over here to bring me coffee?"

"Well, you wouldn't let me bring you home properly last night. I had to make sure you got home safely somehow." He stepped closer to you, the ache in your core making you fully aware you hadn't slipped on any underwear.

"I don't believe it would have been proper if you'd taken me home, Loki," you whispered. He gave you a devilish smile and you swallowed down the butterflies in your chest.

"Have I not been the perfect gentleman to you, y/n?"

You pondered his question and bit the inside of your cheek, knowing he was right. "You have."

"I believe that you kissed me last night…" He leaned in, his lips hovering in front of yours. You ached for his lips once more. Was he going to make you kiss him again?

You were ready for a witty comeback when the door behind you opened, Loki taking a step back as Jenna placed her hands on her hips with a glare. "Sara is asking for you, y/n."

You gave an apologetic smile and took a deep breath to steady your heart. "Thank you for the coffee."

"My pleasure, darling."

You hesitated for a moment, then turned back to him. "I have to work a little today, but if you'd like to come over for dinner tonight…"

"I'd love to."

You smiled before saying goodbye and closed the door, turning to a very stone faced sister. "That's the mystery guy? Him?! You can't be serious y/n."

You went to Sara to clean her up from breakfast and get her dressed. "Jenna, you don't know what you are talking about. You don't know him."

"I know enough about him to know that he should be locked up. That he's psychotic! Isn't he like, the god of lies? Does that not tell you all you need to know about him?"

You shook your head with a sigh. You knew she would react this way. It was why you had avoided telling her about him all together. But, you had slowly gotten to know him and he wasn't as crazy or evil as everyone portrayed him to be.

"Y/n, you're a smart person and a good mom and I love you, but this… this has got to be the dumbest thing you've ever done. Getting mixed up with him? He's–"

"Jenna, you need to stop. You don't know what you're talking about. You don't know him, who he really is. You weren't there. He protected us when we needed someone. I'm aware of what he did before…but that's not him. I know you are being the protective sister, but you need to allow me to make this decision on my own."

She threw her hands up in exasperation, believing you were better than this, better than him. She gathered her stuff to leave and turned. "Just, be careful. I don't know what you could possibly see in him, but he's very smart. He could be using you without you even realizing it."

Her words rang in your ears the rest of the day. Had he been using you? And if so, what was his end game? He was smart (smarter than you, that was for sure) and calculated, and you typically thought yourself to be cautious, but maybe you had been too trusting with him.

When he knocked on the door that evening, you had decided to keep your heart guarded and defenses up, but when the door pulled open, you realized you were a goner. His clasped arms bulged from a crisp button up, the sleeves rolled to his elbows. Sara ran past you in the doorway and grabbed his hand, pulling him away to play with her, and you laughed at her enthusiasm. "Hi, dinner will be ready in a few minutes."

"Take all the time you need, love."

The endearing nickname caused you to pause. He smiled up at you as he sat on the couch and then turned his focus to Sara with her building blocks. You hated that Jenna had put these thoughts in your head.

Dinner passed by quickly, distracted by the questions swirling in your head. Sara was put to bed for the night after a bedtime story from Loki (honestly, there was no saying "No" to that little girl with her pleading big eyes). Quietly, you made your way down the hall after saying goodnight and found Loki in the living room. "You've been quiet tonight."

You sighed and nodded. "My sister…"

The muscles in his jaw flexed. It was clear he was holding back. "I assume she doesn't approve of me being here?"

You shook your head, dropping your eyes to the floor. "She's protective of me and Sara. And…she thinks you are using me. Reminded me that you are the god of lies and all…"

He sighed and walked over to stand in front of you, a long finger guiding under your chin to bring your eyes up to his. "And, what do you think?"

"I…" Your pulse raced, face heating up, stomach turning in knots. "I don't want to believe her."

He let out a small breath, but your answer wasn't enough. His thumb brushed your cheek. "But do you?"

Your eyes searched his, one eye to the other. He seemed so earnest, so sincere. "No."

His lips turned up into a smile and he desperately wished he could tear your clothes off and ravish you throughout the night. But, instead, he would take his time, gently pressing his lips to yours and sending the butterflies in your stomach to flutter to the rest of your body. When he drew the first moan from your lips, he pressed in deeper and wrapped your arms around his neck. When you whimpered, his lips found a path down your neck, chuckling to himself when he felt you tremble. Gripping your ass, he lifted you up, allowing your legs to lock around his waist. In that moment, he considered taking you to your bedroom (it would be so easy), but knew you weren't ready and placed himself down on the couch, your legs straddling his waist.

It was your turn to find those sweet spots that made him squirm. Pulling back his long locks, your lips trailed kisses and nibbles. His legs tensed beneath you as your teeth found his ear lobe, giving a gutteral "Ahh…"

Fingertips trailed the small of your back and you crushed your silky V into his thigh, breath becoming more shallow. He felt so good underneath you, and you…you were becoming lightheaded with desire. He ran his hands up your back and leaned in, feeling his length grow. Your mind wandered to how he would feel inside, how big he must be, how experienced he most likely was…images of the princesses and goddesses and orgies he must have taken part in started to cloud your mind, brow furrowing.

You felt his hand on your cheek, bringing you back to him. "Everything okay?"

You opened your eyes as he licked his lips, rubbing circles on your back and you nodded. For all your uncertainty and anxiety because of this god underneath you, he seemed to always make you feel safe.

He studied you silently, trying to determine if you were telling the truth. His stare unnerved you and you leaned in to kiss his soft lips in an attempt to quiet both of your minds. He knew what you were doing and he worried about taking things too fast, but oh those lips and your soft, beautiful body pressed into his…

Vehemently, he gripped onto the thick skin of your hips, the more aggressive manner making you swallow. "Let me make you feel good," he whispered, pausing until you nodded. He effortlessly lifted his leg up so that you straddled only his thigh, your cunt pressing into him. Slack-jawed, eyes closed, he began to rock your hips on his leg, feeling vulnerable in his grip.

"Keep your eyes on me love," he whispered. Locked on him, he rocked you back and forth deftly, soon picking up speed. You clutched onto his shoulders, moaning at the vibration, wishing to feel him inside of you. When breathing became ragged, he pressed you down harder on his thigh, watching as you bit your lip.

"Loki, I'm–" Words were lost as the electric current rushed through your body, gripping hard onto him as your body convulsed. It took all the strength you had not to scream out in ecstasy, the waves of pleasure flowing over and over again as he helped you ride out the high. Your head found a home on his shoulder while slowly catching your breath, his hand running circles on your back.

"What the hell was that?" you mumbled in his ear when you could breathe normally again.

He chuckled underneath you. "Did you like that?"

You sat up, giving him a look that told him he knew the answer to that question. "But… You didn't…."

He smiled. You were better than he deserved, he knew that. "We have all the time in the world for that darling."

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