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How Like A Winter Your Absence Has Been, What Freezings Have I Felt | Loki x Asgardian!Reader
Learning that Asgard has been destroyed you follow the Asgardians to Midgard, crash landing in a Norweigian forest. When Loki is sent to collect you old hurts are raised, new hurts are healed and an understanding is found.
Warnings: soppy snow based shinanigans, sort of friends to lovers with an enemies to lovers vibe, hurt/comfort, reader is hurt and needs stitches. Kissinngggg.
Loki calls reader 'Vennen' which is a term of endearment, between friends and lovers, but can be seen as patronising in the wrong tone or context.
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The sullen silence filling the cabin of the car weighed heavy on Loki’s shoulders. It’d been years since you’d seen each other, before Ragnarok, before Odin had left Asgard. Years. And yet the familiar awkwardness of your presence still ate at him.
In the passenger seat you fidgeted. Frustrated that your return had ended like this, helpless in a Norwegian forest you’d never visited, returning to a home you’d never seen. News had travelled slowly across the galaxies, but as soon as you’d heard that Asgard had fallen you’d been trying to return. Your ship had fought you all the way, trying to set a course to a world that existed only as errant space dust and you’d floated there, fighting off the creatures that crawled among its ruins, until you’d received word of a new settlement, here on Midgard.
It hadn’t surprised you, both brothers had always been obsessed with the place and, driving through the night, flashes of snow carved out of the darkness by the moon, you could understand why. Norway was a beautiful land.
“So, you still can’t pilot your ship.” Loki’s voice cut through the silence and you huffed in response.
“I’m not the one who blew up a planet. It’s not built for landing in Midgard’s atmosphere, how was I to know it’d start burning up.” You looked out of the window, how dare he make jokes about Ragnarok, how dare he.
“I doubt the builders will be able to salvage it.”
“I don’t care, leave me alone.”
It was Loki’s turn to huff out a laugh, “you intend to walk back to New Asgard, vennen? Be our guest, I care not.”
He slowed down as the endless skies opened and a new flurry of snow swirled around the car.
If he could’ve chosen a way to spend a cold, snowy night before Solstice Loki would’ve chosen reading by the fire or drinking with Val and Thor. Maybe even an evening’s walk on the cliffs. He certainly would not have taken Thor’s Avenger’s issue Land Rover to trawl through miles of empty forest, but looking for you, that was a task that he had felt was his and his alone. So why was spending this much time alone together, in a confined space, when you hadn’t seen each other for eons, making his skin feel tight.
“Then why did you come?”
“Because despite Thor’s abdication I still owe a duty to my people, I would never leave an Asgardian stranded.” He kept his eyes on the road ahead, he knew if he turned you’d be looking at him with those beautiful eyes, studying him in that way that always made him nervous, and his eyes twinkled at the thought of you rattled. “Besides, I couldn’t resist the opportunity to tease you mercilessly while you have no escape.” He chuckled, but stopped abruptly when you made a noncommittal noise in return and turned back to your window, sliding a hand into your jacket. .
The car jostled again, wheels catching in the patchy road. You’d been able to land your ship well enough outside of New Asgard to not hurt anyone, somewhere in the vastness of the forest, but it had been a bumpy landing after a harrowing few weeks free falling through the devastation of your home. You were in no mood for teasing, even if you had missed that glint in Loki’s eye, the way his smile twitched at the corners of his mouth. It had been too long to dwell on that now, you were here to settle with the rest of your people and that was the extent of it. It was nothing to do with Loki at all.
Another noise escaped your lips as the road took a sharp turn and this time Loki noticed, turning his head slightly, you refused to think about the way the upturned collar of his coat emphasised the sharpness of his cheekbones. Why would you care about such a thing anyway?
“Are you injured, vennen?”
“No.”
“Are you certain, you made a noise?”
“Do you not think me capable of assessing my own bodily needs?” You snapped, digging your fingernails into your palms in an effort to stave off the groaning pain in your side.
“As you wish.” He sighed, holding a hand up as if in surrender and turning his eyes back to the road, now turning this way and that as it made its way back down the mountainside. At each turn the wheels of the car span in the mud and snow caked along the side of the road, and each time you stifled your pain.
The road evened out again and Loki put his foot down, slush and snow spraying up the sides of the 4 x 4 as he sped through the night.
“Careful, Loki, we’ll -” your warning was cut short, the back two wheels fishtailed, dragging the car across the road in a wide circle before coming to a stop. Loki hit the steering wheel with the palm of his hand.
“By the norns, this infernal fucking machine!” He griped.
“I told you to - “
“Yes, yes.” He lowered his forehead to the wheel and took a deep breath. “Let me inspect it.”
He opened the door, bracing against the gust of wind whipping up the open path the road made through the otherwise dense forest. The door closed with such finality that for a moment you were alone again, suspended in the debris of a former life and wishing for home. You couldn’t take the silence and, though your skin stretched painfully around your injuries, you opened your door too.
Loki ran his fingers through his hair, leaving the long dark waves spiked and tangled to be played with by the wind. There was a huge patch of ice in the middle of the road leading back up the mountain. He placed one hand on the back window to steady himself, his mind reeling, he could’ve hurt you. In his haste to get back to the village he could’ve hurt you.
The slamming of the door echoed through the trees and he looked up to see you shivering in the snow. You were dressed for space, not for Norway, fitted leather leggings and tunic hugging every familiar curve of your body, he only had to glance at you to remember the feel of you when you’d last sparred in Asgard, your waist corseted beneath his palms, the beat of your heart so close to his, your breath, ghosting over his lips before you’d pulled away abruptly and left him lying there in the dirt.
Your only sensible clothes were your boots, heavy and solid, and your jacket, padded and warm against the cold of your spaceship, but not the biting ice of a Norwegian winter.
Loki looked away, the car wasn’t buried in the snow or stuck in the mud, it would be fine with a shove. But when he looked up you had gone, your footprints leading to the edge of the forest.
He followed, concerned, despite your warrior training. Loki breathed a sigh of relief when he saw you brushing snow from the needles of a fir tree, pressing the flakes into a small ball. His mouth lifted at the corner, so it was going to be snowballs, he could play that game. Loki’s magic shimmered as he gathered snow into a perfectly formed sedir built snowball, but paused. Instead of turning and throwing it, as he expected, you lifted the ice to your face, wincing. His hand opened and the snowball fell to the permafrost with a dull thud.
“Loki,” you looked surprised, dropping your ice as well and wiping your face with the sleeve of your jacket.
“What happened to your face? Why are you icing it?”
“Nothing, it’s nothing. Can we leave? Is this thing broken? The carar?” You eyed it warily and it occurred to Loki that despite all your time travelling in space, you’d never actually been to Midgard. “It doesn’t appear to be very sturdy considering the conditions.”
“The car,” he smiled, “is fine. Your chariot awaits, my lady.” He opened the door and you allowed him to help you back into the passenger seat, if only to hide your other injuries.
Loki kicked the snow from the tires and used a gust of magic to blow the snow from the solid mud beneath before returning to the car.
“I have become accustomed to the ways of this planet over many years and I forget that for you, this is your first visit.” he said, quietly, as soon as the road evened out again,
Loki never took his eyes from the road, but you saw the subtle twitch in his jaw, knew the movement all too well, he couldn’t say sorry, but he would admit his faults in his own way and hope that you forgave him.
“Everything is new here.” You answered, quietly, an acceptance of his statement, no acknowledgement of his apology.
The next bend was more gentle and Loki took the angle slowly, but you still hissed, biting your lip to hide the pain.
“You have hurt yourself.”
“It’s nothing.”
“If it were nothing, you would be silent.” Loki raised an eyebrow, peering ahead into the dark night and spotting a gravelled area away from the road with a picnic bench, bin and parking space.
He’d spotted it on the way out too, there’d been a few cars parked there with their headlights on, a group of friends in huge coats and hats sharing a flask of something steaming hot and toasting each other. Now, in the darkness, there was none of the warmth of their gathering left, but at least there was a quiet.
Loki put his arm over the back of your seat, his palm flat on the wheel as he reversed the Land Rover into the middle space, and you pressed your knees together at the memory of his hands on the tiller of the flying faerings as you raced them between the pillars of the bridges on Asgard. He had the same easy grace, his fingers dancing on the metal as they did over the leather of the wheel. You squeezed harder, ignoring that same building of fire and need you’d experience then as well. This was nothing, there was nothing, between the two of you. He had been sent as a courtesy, you had arrived because you had nowhere else to go.
“Let me look.” He ordered, removing his seat belt and pushing his seat back so he could turn to face you properly.
“No, it’s under my shirt.” You protested, pressing your hand harder into your rib. “Besides, it’s probably just broken. I’ll bandage it when you take me to my lodgings.”
“Move your hand.” His voice had dropped slightly, more akin to the Princely demands you were used to him making, his eyes were dark, the sharp angle of his cheekbones picked out by the harsh interior light.
“You can’t order me about, Loki, you’re not in charge here.”
“I am still concerned, please, let me see.” Those dark eyes softened, and he reached his hand out to pull your jacket away from your body. Between your fingers the soft brown and bronze of your tunic had turned maroon, the bloom of blood soaking through like watercolour. “You’re bleeding.” His eyes roved from the poppy shaped stain emerging from beneath your fingers to your face. “You’re bleeding and you kept this from me.”
“It’s nothing, I’ll fix it later.”
“It’s not nothing, please let me help you.” He tugged on your sticky fingers, the residue of your blood staining his own long digits and for a moment you allowed his hand to hold your own and then -
“I don’t need your help,” you snatched it back.
“Please, let me -”
“No.”
“I can fix it for you, I can help.”
“I don’t need your help, Loki. I don’t - I don’t need it, I learned to live without you.” You stormed, tugging your coat back around you to hide the evidence of your injury. Even facing the window you could see his stunned face behind you, reflected in the darkness beyond.
“You learned to live without me?” Loki sighed, his shoulders sagging under the weight of your words. “Vennen -”
“Don’t call me that, don’t call me that when you know we are not friends, I am nothing to you and -”
Loki reached across the centre console of the car to touch your shoulder but you flinched, eyes staring out at the road again, unable to look at Loki or his reflection.
“How can you say that?” Loki withdrew again, brows furrowed, “how could you think you are nothing to me?”
“Where were you?” You rounded on him, “where were you that was so much more amusing than being with us, I thought you dead and gone, I thought you buried on some fearful planet far from Valhalla for all eternity, I thought I would never see you again in this life or the next and - and - and you have the audacity to collect me like some lost thing on this planet and expect me to fall in step beside you as always, well. No more. No more, Loki. I don’t need you. Take me to see the King and leave me there as you always do.” Tears spilled over your cheeks, dropping in heavy splashes on your hands as you bent to hide your angry sobbing. But the movement only caused further pain, blood spilling from under your tunic onto your lap.
In a moment Loki was by your side, the car door open and his arms wrapped around you, holding you close to his chest as he carried you to the back of the vehicle. He set you down gently, opening the door at the back and sitting you on the open ledge.
“I must tend to this wound now, before it gets worse. They don’t have the same technology here yet, our doctors -” he paused, swallowing down the guilt that he couldn’t have saved more of his people during Ragnarok and quashed the feeling for another day, “we are short on doctors, should something happen to the wound -” he trailed off, opening a small green box that had been hooked onto the door.
He warred with himself, fighting down the urge to defend all that he’d done, the pain it had caused him to leave his friends and family for so long.
“Fine.” You conceded and pulled your tunic up as high as you could, revealing the large gash in your side. Norns, it was worse than you’d thought, curving around your side, over a rib or two and down towards the top of your trousers.
Loki’s touch was gentle as he mopped up the blood, wringing the cloth clean with his magic until he could see each side of the cut clearly. Every touch made goosebumps erupt on your skin, the tingle of his magic mixing with the softness of his touch, the warmth of his fingers.
“What happened to you?”
“I told you, my ship is supposed to stay in space, it’s not supposed to enter the atmosphere.”
It had begun burning up on entry, flames licking up the sides of the small craft and you’d squeezed your eyes shut, bracing against the inevitable fall. You didn’t remember the landing, only waking up with your own blood on your hands, shards of metal surrounding you and feeling colder than you ever had before.
“We should have sent someone to meet you, I - I apologise.” Loki kept his eyes cast down, long fingers fiddling with a needle and thread.
“Yes, you should have.” You looked down at him, crouched by your legs in the snow, the ice no doubt biting through his leathers already and he looked up, eyes wide and wet with unhushed tears.
“I am, truly, sorry, for what I made you go through. Please, will you forgive me?” He set the now threaded needle down on its sterile tray and placed his hands on your thighs instead, his hands were cold now, but a wave of warm sedir washed over you, brushing away the shivers wracking your body.
“Maybe, Loki -”
“I know, I have a lot of apologising to do, I don’t deserve your forgiveness-”
But he was considering it, it was the first time you’d ever heard the words uttered from him, and it made your heart yearn for the safe harbour of his friendship again, even if you knew better than to believe the storms were over.
“It’s not that, it just, it still hurts, I want to forgive you, but it still hurts.”
A frozen tear held steady in the corner of his eye, but he nodded in understanding.
“Can you at least forgive me the pain this will cause,” he tipped his head towards the needle, “I can numb you as much as possible, but I have no doubt it will sting.” With a flourish he produced a cut glass with a healthy measure of whisky inside, “drink this first.”
You downed the burning amber in one gulp, allowing it to warm you deeply and nodded. Loki stood, that familiar glimmer of gold and green drying his wet legs and knees, removing the snow that clung to his coat.
“Lay back,” he removed his coat and folded it, placing it under your head as he helped you lean into the boot of the car. Prone and cold with your tunic shucked up to your armpits you felt ridiculous and exposed, but there was no teasing when Loki asked if you were happy for him to start.
The first stitch was the most painful, but his cold fingers made your skin numb as he worked quickly and steadily until the aching pain was at least unaccompanied by the hot seeping of your blood through your fingers.
Loki stood back, surveying his work in the cold white light from the tiny bulb in the car’s interior, and brushed his damp hair back from his face. “Does that feel better?”
“Yes, thank you.” Swiftly you pulled your tunic down, and shuffled to sit on the ledge of the boot again, feet hanging off the edge.
Loki left you like that, pacing away from the car and surveying the road ahead. The snowfall had increased since you stopped and the drifts were now encroaching further into the already narrow track. It would be a treacherous trip back down the rest of the mountain.
“I think we should camp here tonight.” He said, steadily, though his heart beat wildly beneath his sweater.
“Loki, it’s freezing cold, below freezing.”
“It’s one of my brother’s friends’ cars.” Loki said, flippantly, as if that explained anything at all instead of raising a hundred new questions.
You raised your eyebrows, waiting for him to elaborate.
“It has - things - inside. He spent some time with the Avengers? You must have heard of them, terribly annoying, but I must say their accessories are very helpful.” He stared at you waiting for you to understand.
“You and Thor and your little Midgardians,” you laughed, “I have no idea what you’re talking about, but let's see these accessories that will keep us warm in a car in the snow.”
Loki stretched out his hand, helping you get your feet back on the ground. You felt dizzy after your stitches and the no doubt centuries old whisky Loki had conjured for you, but he held your arm politely while he walked you over to a picnic bench.
“Settle here and all will be revealed.”
He allowed himself a smile and, unbidden, you smiled too. It was hard to remain angry when this was all you’d wanted for so long, this adventure into the unknown was exactly what you’d been missing.
Loki ruffled his hair again in thought before pushing the long, icy strands away from his face. He examined the car, then pushed the rear seats down flat. With a hum they fell forwards, creating a wide flat platform. He pulled at another lever and the carpeted floor flipped over, revealing a padded mattress beneath.
You laughed in shock, what funny contraptions these Midgardians had. Loki allowed his smile to linger, listening to the tinkle of your laugh in the quiet woodland, it echoed and returned to you both ten fold until you were both laughing. He pulled again and a second mattress appeared so that the entire back of the car was now a bed.
He shut the door to conserve the heat inside and used the step at the side of the car to reach into the roof box, pulling out a metal box.
“That’s quite the trick, Loki.” You conceded, still smiling at the simple joy of it. To hide a bed inside a vehicle, you couldn’t help another giggle.
“Well, it comes in very handy when I find myself stranded in the wilderness,” he winked, opening the tin box and extracting an odd metal item, cups, a small pan and what looked like powdered food.
“What’s that?” You wrinkled your nose as he flicked something on the side, pumping a few times and then allowing a spark of magic to dance across the circular top. Fire erupted from between the spokes of the circle and you jumped backwards in shock before bursting out into another uncontrollable laugh. “Loki! What is that?!”
“It’s a camping stove, I thought we could make hot chocolates.” He looked over shyly now, a peace offering.
“That doesn’t look like chocolate,” you picked up one of the brown packets, on the front was a picture of a steaming mug, but inside was definitely powder and not solid chocolate.
“It’s a sort of powdered drink, I need to get some water.”
“Not cream?”
“That would spoil the fun, would it not?” He grinned, pouring water into the pan from his canteen.
As he worked you wound your jacket tighter around yourself, wondering if your nose was frozen or if it was normal to not be able to feel it. After a few minutes he lifted the pan from the odd round fire and poured the contents into the enamel mugs, handing one to you.
Warily you sniffed it and then took a tentative sip, it was fine, you supposed, “it tastes nicer with cream.”
Loki’s smile turned indulgent and, in a swirl of green, a silver bowl appeared settled in the snow atop the picnic bench, laden with heavy, whipped cream. Delighted you spooned out a generous helping and stirred it into your drink. Sipping it slowly before turning your eyes back to Loki.
He looked resplendent in the moonlight, snow glittering over his night black clothes, the sweater only accentuating his broad shoulders and lean waist. You longed to wrap your arms around him and press yourself into his embrace, to feel as close as you once had. Everything felt different now, you had spent so much time apart that the idle games of your shared youth were just a distant memory.
“We should get back in the car.” He announced. Now that he’d accomplished all the practical tasks that he could think of to help you, he found himself lost for words. Your admission that he had left you, failed you, somehow was a deep and painful wound. He hadn’t intended to leave and never return, he had always meant to stay and yet some force always dragged him away. It had even dragged him here. Loki had been distraught when he realised you were not on the transport out of Asgard, only reassured by Valkyrie’s insistence that you were safe, travelling.
“I’m going to put my boots by the seats, so we don’t get snow in the beds.”
Loki didn’t look around as you made your way slowly back to the car, politely angling his head away so that he didn’t see you slide out of your wet clothes either.
“You can enter.” You called, now wrapped in the thick sleeping bag that lined the mattresses.
Loki opted for magic to create his own privacy, his black sweater and jeans vanishing in favour of black sweat pants and a long green t-shirt. You smiled again, so Midgardian, he looked nothing like the swaggering prince you knew, always bedecked in silk and sumptuous fabrics. He looked, normal.
“Do I have chocolate on my face?” He asked, climbing into his own sleeping bag.
“No, it’s nothing.” You sighed and, with a flicker, the cabin light went out plunging you into darkness.
In the vastness of the night, cold fingers sought your own, the fingertips pressing into your palm.
“I truly did not mean to leave Asgard for so long.” Loki whispered, “it was a fate not of my own making.”
You sighed, rolling onto your back and away from his hand. “I believe you.” Focussing on your tired limbs you attempted to sleep, closing your eyes and exchanging one darkness for another. But sleep refused to take you, dangling you on the precipice of unconsciousness, only to remind you of all that you had lost, before you could plunge into oblivion. You woke again, your heart in your throat, your stomach in knots, and Loki lay beside you.
His features were relaxed, his breathing even, the lines of his cheekbones looked softer, somehow, now that his lips were partially open. The temperature must have cooled, for each breath was like a will-o-the-wisp, dancing from between his plush lips and fogging the windows. How you wished you could join him in sleep again, you couldn’t remember when your dreams had taken you, but the moon had moved around the car so sleep must have found you somehow.
Betrayed by your own hands you reached out for him, touching his arm with a single finger, just to make sure he was still there.
“If you are cold, vennen, you have only to say.” His voice startled you, your hand jumping back as if burnt.
“I - I didn't mean to.”
Eyes still closed, lashes brushing his cheeks, he held his hand out and you took it. Snow had covered the little glass window in the roof of the car, so you could no longer see the stars. All was gone, yet Loki lay here with you, his fingers laced with your own.
“I did not wish to cause you pain, truly, it was not your doing nor did you deserve to suffer because of it.”
“I know, Loki.”
“Will you let me make it better for you?”
You turned to meet his ice blue eyes, still sparkling, filmed with tears he was too scared to shed.
“There is nothing to be done to bring Asgard back.”
“I am aware,” he smiled, “but I wish to heal you nevertheless.”
“You have stitched me, that is all that can be done.”
“Vennen,” you looked at him again, his face serious, “let me heal this between us.”
You stared back, confused, and then his free hand reached out and cupped your bruised cheek and that was all you saw before his lips were on yours.
Loki tasted like expensive whisky and dark chocolate, his lips like velvet, warm and soft as they brushed against your own. You fit together so perfectly that you couldn't help but roll closer, pressing a hand to his chest and feeling the warmth of his heart beat beneath.
But then the stitches over your ribs pulled, your hiss of pain swallowed by Loki's protective kiss. With gentle hands he rolled your back, hovering over you and blotting out the darkness with his smile.
“If you hurt yourself more, I shall have to continue to heal you.” His lips skated over yours, so tantalisingly close.
“Then I suppose I’ll need to crash my ship again,” you smiled up at him, your Loki, and for the first time since you’d landed you didn’t feel the pain or the cold or the fear of a new place. Only Loki’s lips on yours and the knowledge that he would never leave you again.
The title is from Shakespeare's Sonnet 97:
How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December��s bareness every where!
And yet this time removed was summer’s time,
The teeming autumn, big with rich increase,
Bearing the wanton burden of the prime,
Like widow’d wombs after their lords’ decease:
Yet this abundant issue seem’d to me
But hope of orphans and unfather’d fruit;
For summer and his pleasures wait on thee,
And, thou away, the very birds are mute;
Or, if they sing, ’tis with so dull a cheer
That leaves look pale, dreading the winter’s near.
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Long Live The King
Pairing: King Jotun Loki x Asgardian female reader
Warnings: healing, mentions of injury, recovery, swearing, soft love making, p in v, unprotected sex, switch!loki, insecurities, self doubt, mentions of past relationship.
Summary: you are reunited with a friend as you heal...you and Loki have a much needed talk...
A/n- aaahhh!!! We've reached the end!!!! Well there will be an epilogue but this is it! A very very special thank you to @mochie85 for all your support and vibe checking!!! I appreciate you more then you know!!! 💚💚💚
Part Twelve--Part Thirteen-(finale)
You slowly waded through the darkness, the sound of rushed voices surrounded you but you couldn't make out who they were, couldn't see anything but the all encompassing darkness. "Do something!" Loki's voice resonated through you. "She may never wake my king." Another echoed through your mind. You wanted to open your eyes, to see his beautiful face, to reach out and touch him, assure him you were still here but it was no use, your body wouldn't budge as your mind screamed "I'm here!" Into the void.
You weren't sure how long you floated, disembodied in the darkness when another voice pushed through pulling you towards it.
To be, or not to be, that is the question:
The voice was familiar, soothing. You tried to move towards it as it continued
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
You felt the soft fur under your fingers as you slowly regained your senses. The pillow under your head making you sigh.
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles And by opposing end them. To die—to sleep,
You tried to take a breath, a stabbing pain shooting through your chest making you exhale quickly, gripping the fur under your hand,
No more; and by a sleep to say we end, the heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
You slowly opened your eyes, a soft light shone through the room, licking the stone ceiling when the familiar voice sounded again "y/n?" Slowly tilting your head you couldn't help smile seeing Alrik sat next to you, book in hand "a...alrik..." you sighed, your voice hoarse and strained seeing him smile "thank the norns." He sighed, spotting a tear run down his cheek you slid your hand closer to him feeling his engulph yours. "We...we were afraid you may not wake." He said shakely looking down. "W..what.." you whispered, trying to clear your throat "you were...run through." He said looking back up at you "the king spoke to me of your bravery, that you saved his life." He said smiling "I did what I had to." You said trying to sit up, wincing at the pain in your chest when Alrik gently grabbed your arm "no y/n, you must rest." He said pressing your shoulder back down.
"Ah fuck." You hissed placing a hand on your chest feeling the bandages "h...how long..." you asked seeing Alrik reach over to the table "it has been two weeks since the king brought you back." He said filling a cup with water "two weeks.." you whispered feeling your eyes burn "yes, you lost a great deal of blood." He said "now lift up a bit." He said gently placing his hand under your head he brought the cup to your lips tilting it back slowly you couldn't stop the moan that escaped you as the ice cold water hit your tongue. "Easy, not too fast." He cooed pulling the cup back. "When you are ready I will have food brought up, but you must go slow." He said sternly. "Where...is Loki..." you trailed off looking around "He has sat with you from the beginning, but I told him he needed to rest so I made him leave." He smiled making you laugh. "You made the fierce king of Jotunhiem take a nap?" You laughed gritting your teeth through the pain. "It was either he went willingly or I would drag him, he chose the former." He said, you both laughing.
"Oh I wish I could have seen that." You said wiping a tear from your eye. "I can be quite persistent." He said smiling "I can see that." You said looking into the fire. "What were you reading?" You asked seeing the book on the bed. "Oh, it is one of the Kings favorites, Hamlet by a man named shakespear." He said picking it up "the king has a great love for the written word, this is a midgardian author and while he usually doesn't enjoy their literature he is quite fond of this one." He said opening it back up. "Would you...if you don't mind..." you started seeing him smile "lay back and I shall continue." He said clearing his throat. You pressed your head back to the pillow, closing your eyes you focused on his voice as you drifted off back into a deep slumber.
Washing your hands you slowly made your way out of the en suite bracing against the wall seeing Alrik walk in with a tray in his hand "y/n, you are supposed to be resting." He scolded setting the tray on the bed quickly walking over holding out his hand "my apologies, but nature waits for no one." You laughed placing your palm in his "well, alright then I suppose I can understand that." He said guiding you back to the bed "I brought you some soup and fresh fruit." He said nodding at the tray "Alrik, it has been several days now, when will i get actual food?" You whined hearing him laugh "when I believe your stomach can handle it." He said helping you onto the bed, fluffing the pillows behind you before pulling the furs up over your legs "um, has Loki come by?" You asked quietly looking down as he set the tray on your lap. "He has, you were sleeping and I told him not to disturb you." He said taking a seat next to you. "I...I miss him." You whispered stirring your spoon through the soup "He does as well, but he knows you must heal, you have been through a great deal." He said making you sigh.
"Do not fret, you will see him soon I assure you." He smiled standing up walking to the fireplace. "Sure..." you sighed setting your spoon down. "What is the matter?" He asked stoking the fire. "Alrik, what if..." you trailed off leaning back against the headboard "what if he...doesn't want me." You asked quietly looking down at your lap "well that's preposterous, of course he does." Alrik said rejoining you on the bed "but what if he changed his mind? He's jotun...I'm asgardian...we..." you sighed feeling your eyes burn "when we were in Asgard he...he spoke of her..." you said looking into the fire "y/n..." Alrik started when you shook your head "He called her the woman he loved." You said fidgeting with your fingers "how am I to compare to his warrior princess?" You asked feeling a tear slide down your cheek.
"Dear Y/n, that was long ago. Yes he loved her, he mourned her but he has let her go." Alrik said grabbing your hand squeezing "I know him better then most and I assure you if he did not feel the same for you, you would not be here now." He said rubbing the back of your hand with his thumb. "Trust me when I say your feelings are not in vain, but you will need to speak to him, it is not my place to say how he feels." He said squeezing your hand again before letting go "but he has not come, how am I speak to him when I do not see him?" You asked crossing your arms "He has been occupied with the princess from vanahiem... and not in the way you think." He said as you opened your mouth "he tried her for treason and had her sent home, she has been banished from this realm." He said as you nodded.
"Well can he come now?" You asked biting your lip. "Unfortunately no, he is in Asgard presently." Alrik said looking down "wha...why?" You asked sitting up "he has been meeting with the Allmother and the new King...Thor." he said "they have been negotiating the return of the casket of ancient winters to our people and getting to know eachother better." He said smiling. "They have alot of catching up to do." He said standing up "but the moment he returns I will tell him you are requesting to see him." He said as you nodded. "Alright..." you sighed settling back. "Eat and rest, I will inform you the moment he returns" He said walking to the door "and y/n..." he said making you look up "be patient with him, his path has not been an easy one." He said opening the door "i...I will." You smiled as he walked out closing the door behind him. "Loki..." you whispered, closing your eyes you tilted your head back against the headboard hoping Alrik was right.
You tossed and turned unable to get comfortable as your mind raced. It had been another few days and still no word from Loki and it was making you anxious. Maybe he has changed his mind you thought as you sat up running a hand through your hair. You pulled the furs back, swinging your legs over the side gasping as your feet touched the cold stone floor. "Where are those..." you trailed off spotting the fur slippers Alrik gave you by the fireplace. You pushed yourself up, your knees wobbling as you made your way to the chair next to the fire, you sat down slipping them on looking around spotting the dark green robe he had left on the bed. "Maybe a walk will help clear my mind." You said to yourself gripping the sides of the chair you stood up, walking over you slipped the robe on tieing it, the material cascading down pooling around your feet reminding you of the long dresses princesses wore.
You pulled it up around your neck, bringing the soft material to your nose closing your eyes inhaling deeply. Loki's scent lingered on it, flooding your senses reminding you of the night in the bathing chambers, the feel of his cool skin pressed to yours, the way his eyes pierced your soul making you shiver when you thought back over the last few weeks, how he hadn't come and seen you...the trips to Asgard, he's probably arranging your return your mind raced, opening your eyes a tear slipping down your cheek making you sigh "one more look around, for old times sake." You said wiping your cheek you slowly opened the door peeking your head out.
The sitting room was dark save for the fire burning low in the fireplace. You tried to take a deep breath, a dull ache still present in your chest as you slowly exhaled lifting the front of the robe you slowly walked towards the door, the material trailing behind you reminding you of how much larger he was when you heard a soft groan come from the darkness making you freeze. You turned your head, squinting seeing a large figure laying on the chaise that you once called yours. "Alrik?" You whispered, earning another groan as you slowly crept closer, your eyes adjusting seeing the figure was definitely larger then you yet not as much as Alrik. "Loki..." you breathed stepping next to the chaise you looked him up an down. One long leg hung over the side, his bare foot sitting on the floor while the other bent at the knee leaning against the back, his long fingers linked over his stomach. Your eyes traveled up watching his chest slowly move up and down with each breath.
He can't be comfortable you thought seeing his head propped up on the arm a small pillow under his neck, loose stands of his ebony hair hung down curtaining part of his face. You slowly reached out, your fingers grazing his skin as you gently pushed his hair back hearing him sigh when a hand suddenly grabbed your wrist pulling you forward, freezing feeling a sharp object pressed to your throat "l...loki?" You whispered closing your eyes "y/n?" He asked, quickly pulling the object away from your neck, looking down seeing it was a dagger as it hit the floor, the light reflecting on the blade "i...I'm sorry, I didn't meant to disturb you, i..." you rambled as he quickly released your wrist, taking a few steps back you watched him sit up.
"You did not, I have just learned to sleep lightly." He said, his deep voice heavy witj sleep running a hand through his hair. "How are you feeling?" He asked looking up at you "why haven't you come to see me?" You asked taking a small step closer "I have, you were resting." He explained leaning back spreading his knees apart "and...your trips to Asgard..." you trailed off looking down "what of them?" He asked sharply "are you..." you sighed rubbing your wrist looking up into his eyes "do you plan on sending me back?" You rushed out biting your lip "wha...no." He said sternly leaning forward "unless...that is what you wish." He said quietly as you nodded, his eyes trailing down to your wrist. "D...did I hurt you?" He whispered as you shook your head "no, I was only startled." You said seeing him hold his hand out "may I see?"
You took another step forward, standing between his parted legs he grabbed your wrist to see if he had bruised you...gently pushing the sleeve of the robe to your elbow his fingers ghosting over your skin as they traveled back down to your wrist, your eyes fluttering shut at the sensation "how does that feel?" He asked, his cold fingertips trailing along your warm skin leaving goosebumps in their wake "g...good." you breathed opening your eyes they met his as he brought your wrist to his lips, placing a soft kiss on the inside "l...loki..." you breathed when he moved down kissing your palm "hmm?" He hummed bringing your fingertips to his lips "i...I don't want to go back." You whispered, gasping as his lips wrapped around your finger sucking lighlty, his cold tongue running the length of your finger as he slowly moved his head back, arousal pooling inside you as he pulled off your finger with a quiet pop.
"Then stay here...with me." He said lacing his fingers with yours, his ruby eyes soft as they met yours again. You reached your free hand out, cupping his cheek watching his eyes flutter shut as your fingers traced the ridges along his skin. You pulled away from him making his eyes shoot open "y/n..." he whispered as you reached up untying the robe "what are you..." he trailed off as you reached down lifting your shift you placed your knees on either side of his thighs, straddling his lap bracing yourself on his broad shoulders "i...I do not think this is wise." He stuttered as you kneeled up making him crane his neck up to look at you. "You are still healing y/n." He said more sternly, his voice wavering near the end making you smile. "Shut up Loki." You purred leaning down you pressed your lips to his.
Your fingers gripped his tunic tightly while the other traveled up to lace through his hair cupping the back of his head you tugged his hair lightly skimming your tongue along his lower lip, a groan escaping his mouth as he parted his lips. You slid your tongue into his waiting mouth, slowly swirling your tongue with his earning another groan when you felt his hands slide up your bare thighs towards the hem of your shift. Tilting his head he teased your tongue with his sliding his hands slowly up your sides to your shoulders, gripping the robe in both hands he slid it down your arms to your elbows, his fingers moving with precision back to the straps of your shift, sliding his fingers under he slowly slid them down joining the robe.
You moaned into his mouth feeling his hand slide across the bare skin of your back, his fingertips ghosting across the newly scarred flesh. He pulled back slightly, his lips trailed kisses across your jaw down your neck. You tilted your head down gripping his hair tightly in your hand feeling his teeth graze across your pulse point "loki..." you panted into his ear, his lips continuing their path across your skin as you held his head your chest. You tilted you head back, screwing your eyes shut feeling his fingers at the top of your shift, slowly pulling it down revealing the mark on your chest. "My warrior..." he breathed against your skin, placing a gentle kiss on the scar sending a shiver down your spine. You dropped your arms to your sides letting the robe slip off your arms and slide to the floor as he pulled the shift down, lifting your arms you let him slide it off pooling at your waist leaving your chest bare to him.
You instinctively lifted your arms to cover yourself when he gently grabbed your wrists, eyes meeting yours shuddering seeing his pupils blown wide "please...do not hide from me." He said, his voice shakey with lust as his eyes drank you in "so beautiful..." he breathed, releasing your wrists you closed your eyes feeling his hand slide to your back pulling you towards him his other sliding to your collar bone, his fingers wrapping gently around your neck as he leaned in pressing open mouth kisses at the swell of your breast, the sensation making your core clench "loki...please..." you panted, rocking your hips against him gasping as his lips sealed tightly around your nipple, his cold tongue swirling around the tip making your back arch into him.
You pressed your palm to his chest, sliding down your fingers searched for the fastening of his tunic needing to feel his bare skin against yours when you felt the air around you vibrate. Opening your eyes you saw a green light envelope him before leaving him bare under you. "Gods... Loki..." you moaned, your fingers tracing the ridges of his skin up his chest to his shoulders digging your nails in when he bit down on your nipple "aahh...fuck..." you groaned "p...please...I n...need you." You panted feeling his erection press against your thigh. He pulled back with a soft pop looking up at you, reaching down he grabbed the shift pulling it over your head tossing it aside when his hands slid to your bare thighs
"i...I wish for you to command me..." he said, his voice husky with arousal "tell me what you want." He breathed looking into your eyes "make me yours Loki...claim me." You growled seeing something feral flash in his eyes "y..yes my queen." His voice gravely as you kneeled up slightly, one hand grabbing your hip while the other wrapped around his cock, guiding you forward you groaned feeling his tip slide through your folds when his eyes met yours again. "You are certain? This is what you want?" He panted, his eyes searching yours as you leaned forward pressing your forehead to his "I have never wanted anything more then I do you...loki laufeyson." You said seeing him smile. "Now please...give me what I desire." You whispered feeling the tip of his cock at your entrance "as you wish." He growled, gripping your hips he pushed you down hard, stretching your walls to their limit as you sank down on him
"m..my q...queen..." he groaned, screwing his eyes shut you felt his nails dig into the flesh of your hips "h..holy fuck..." you moaned as you took him all in, your hips meeting his as he bottomed out inside you. "N..norns your s..so...tight." he growled lifting his hips slightly making you moan "f..fuuu...loki..." you gritted clenching around him "aahh...if you keep doing that..." he panted looking up at you "im afraid I will not last long." He said holding your hips to his. "Let's see about that." You smiled, slowly lifting your hips you watched his head fall back against the chaise, his mouth open in a soundless moan as you sank back down. "Y..y/n.." he panted as you set a steady pace, gripping the chaise on either side of his head you leaned down capturing his lips with yours as you slowly rocked up and down.
His hands slid around to cup your ass, his hips thrusting up to meet yours as you wrapped your arms around his neck, holding yourself to him you kissed him hard, pressing his head back claiming his mouth as he was claiming you. You pulled back biting his lip hearing him groan as you took him in. His lips red and swollen, his cheeks flushed, his hair a mess of disheveled curls...he had never been more beautiful then in that moment "w...mm...what is it?" He asked, thrusting hard into you clenching his jaw "aahh fuu...you...you truly are b...beautiful." You breathed pressing your forehead to his seeing him smile again "i will n..never tire of hearing you say that." He said placing a gentle kiss on your lips.
You quickened your pace, feeling his cock twitch inside you making you shudder "i..ahh I'm going to..." he moaned snapping his hips hard into you "come Loki...give me everything." You demanded, feeling the coil in your stomach tighten your walls clenched hard around him "i...i lo..." the words died on his lips as your fingers laced through his hair, pulling hard at the nape you closed your eyes, the room filled with your moans, the sound of his skin against yours sending you over the edge as the coil snapped "L...loki!" You yelled tilting your head back you came hard around him "i...I love you y/n..." he moaned, gripping your hips he thrust up hard, holding you there as his cock throbbed spilling inside you. You rocked your hips a few more times, riding him through his high before collapsing against his chest, feeling his heart racing.
You closed your eyes, the sound of the fire cracking mixed with your combined breathing soothed you as you pressed your hot skin against his as you floated through your euphoria "How are you feeling?" You heard him through your blissful haze, smiling feeling a soft warmth envelope your shoulders. Opening your eyes you saw a deep green blanket wrapped around your shoulders feeling his hand slide up and down your back "i...I'm good." You whispered snuggling closer to him feeling the dull ache in your chest "Alrik has told me you are doing well in your healing." He said making you pull back frowning "Well you could have seen for yourself." You said seeing his eyebrows furrow "I did y/n, several times at great threat to my person." He said tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "Well, I never saw you." You whispered looking down tracing a line across his chest.
"Y/n look at me." He said sternly making you stiffen, your eyes meeting his "I did not and will not leave you." He said, a seriousness in his tone leaving no room for argument "but...nevermind" you sighed pressing your face into his neck wrapping your arms around his middle "but what? Tell me." He said running a hand through your hair. "Your...her." you whispered closing your eyes "her who?" He asked grabbing your shoulders making you sit back "your...princess." you whispered looking down "y/n, I banished her, i..." "no...Her!." You snapped making him fall silent, his hands sliding down your arms as realization hit him
"y/n, please hear me when I say that was my past." He said cupping your cheeks in his large hands "you are my future." He smiled rubbing your cheek with his thumb "my asgardian." He said making you smile. "And I will spend the rest of my days showing you how much I love you." He said pulling you forward pressing your forehead to his "I love you too Loki...my king." You whispered feeling him twitch inside you "mmm...you have no idea what you do to me." He growled closing his eyes "but you are about to find out." He said lacing his hands under your thighs he stood up as you quickly gripped his shoulders wrapping your legs around his waist "let me show you how...deep my feelings are." He cooed waking towards the bed chamber capturing your lips with his.
Pulling back as he gently laid you on the bed leaning over you feeling him harden inside you "Loki..." you moaned rocking your hips up to his "I do hope you like my chambers, you will be spending a great deal of time here." He growled snapping his hips into you "im afraid I will never have my fill of you." He groaned, leaning down peppered kisses along your neck to your ear, biting down making you clench around him. "Mmm interesting....let us see how far i can bend you hmm?" He whispered in your ear making you shudder "y..yes my king...."
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If We Ever Meet Again
Title: If We Ever Meet Again
Summary: You and Loki were childhood friends but Odin banishes you on the eve of Loki’s birthday, claiming you were not suited for him. He banishes you to Earth and once Loki finds out, he vows on Odin’s life that he will find you again.
Pairings: Loki x reader
Warnings: this one I’m putting an 18+ on it; mentions of sex (not really smut but mentions briefly); being attacked/kidnapped; banishment; unconsciousness; and I think those are the major ones you need to look out for. I apologize if I missed anything but you are responsible for what you read.
Wordcount: 2,480
You were laughing as you ran away from the man behind you, a bright smile on your face. You glance back over your shoulder only to find him gone, causing you to stop in your tracks. The sounds of the forest fill your ears as you listen for any movement. You were about to turn around but a twig snapping nearby causes you to jump. You laugh to yourself and try to convince yourself that it was nothing more than an animal. When you turn around though, you slam into a hard body. You look up at the man and a huge smile forms on your face when you realize that it’s Loki. He is smiling down at you as he wraps his arms around your waist. You couldn’t stop the butterflies from forming even if you had tried but honestly, you didn’t want to. Loki pulls you closer to him as he tucks a piece of your hair behind your ear.
“And where do you think you’re going, pet? Trying to get away from me?”
You can feel his warm breath fan over your face and you can’t help but melt into the feeling. “I would never, not in a million years.”
Seeing Loki’s smile grow bigger causes yours to do the same. You let Loki tilt your head up as he places his index finger and his thumb on your chin. Your breath catches as he begins to lean forward and before you know it, he is slotting his lips against yours. Instantly, they begin to move perfectly against each other and you couldn’t help but feel how right and good this felt.
You remember when you met Loki, it was at school and he was your first friend. As the two of you grew up, a certain attraction began to bloom between the two of you. He was your first kiss at the young age of fourteen, which seems like a lifetime ago. Whenever somebody tried to court you, Loki would get insanely jealous and scare them off. Which honestly, you didn’t mind because you weren’t interested in anyone but him. And you did the same thing to him. When the two of you parted, you were both breathing heavily and soaking in the moment. He presses his lips gently on your forehead before resting his own forehead against yours. When you finally catch your breath and it returns to normal, you finally speak up.
“I thought there was something that you had planned?”
He straightens himself up and a huge smile curls up on the corner of his lips. “Right. Follow me, love.” He then grabs your hand and with child-like excitement, he pulls you along behind him. You couldn’t lie, you loved seeing him like this.
After a while, Loki finally comes to a clearing and he pulls you to his side. A gasp escapes you when you see the view in front of you. There’s a small waterfall that spills into a pool of crystal clear water, it was beautiful. The whole area is surrounded by trees, so you and Loki had complete privacy. To the side, there was a blanket spread across the vibrant green grass and on top of the blanket was a basket along with a beautiful bouquet of flowers.
“Loki, this is beautiful. I love it!” You squeal before giving him a quick peck on the cheek.
“Come on, let’s go enjoy ourselves, darling.” Loki then leads you over to the picnic.
After you and Loki had eaten the lovely spread that Loki had prepared, the two of you laid there for a while. You were curled into his side with your head on his chest and an arm draped over his stomach. As you listened to his steady heartbeat, he was combing his fingers through your hair. You didn’t want this moment to end. You begin to wonder how long the two of you had been laying there but time seemed to have stood still in this place. You let out a sigh of contentment causing Loki to glance down at you, wondering what you could possibly be thinking.
“What are you thinking, love?” Loki inquired as he continued to comb through your hair with his fingers.
“Nothing.” You pause for a brief moment before continuing. “We’re having one of those moments right now.”
Loki’s curiosity begins to rise. “Oh? What moments?”
“One of those moments when everything is so perfect and so wonderful that you almost feel sad because nothing can ever be this good again.” You try to explain.
Loki lets out a soft laugh. “So, basically, I’m depressing you?”
“Yep.” You reply, giving him a slight squeeze.
“You’re very weird.” Loki couldn’t help but chuckle.
You crane your neck up to look at Loki the best that you could. “And you’re wonderful.”
Loki couldn’t help the warm feelings that started to bubble up inside of him. In all of these years, you were the only one who could make him feel good about himself. He says your name and he waits for your reply.
“Yes, Loki?”
He takes a deep breath before speaking up again. “I love you.”
You immediately sit up to look at Loki to see if there’s any of him not being serious. The longer you look without saying anything, you can see worry beginning to form in his eyes.
“Did you hear me?” He inquired, arching a brow as he did.
You don’t even respond, you simply lean in and press your lips against his. He immediately begins to move his lips against yours and he adjusts you so that you are now straddling him. You break apart from the kiss first to catch your breath and as you do, you stare him in the eyes, lovingly. You lift a hand up to cup his cheek and he leans into your touch. A fond smile tugs up on the corner of your lips at the man beneath you. You’ve loved this man since you were old enough to love and now after all of these years, he’s finally admitted it.
“I love you too, Loki.” You finally reply.
In a swift movement, you were on your back and Loki was now on top of you. He was peppering your face with kisses and you couldn’t help but giggle. When he was done, you remembered that his birthday was in a few days.
“Oh, what do you want for your birthday?” You have a feeling that you already know what he’s going to say.
Loki groans at the mention of his birthday but recovers by pressing a kiss to your neck. “You know, I don’t want or need anything for my birthday.” Loki pauses briefly before continuing, pressing another kiss to your neck. “Well, there might be one thing that I want.”
“And what would that be?” You inquired, humming in approval as Loki pressed yet another kiss on your neck.
“I think you know darling.” Loki says seductively and he grinds his hips into yours.
The next several hours, the forest was filled with yours and Loki’s passionate moans and groans as the two of you made love to one another. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the trees as your bodies started to cover in sweat. When you were finished, you laid there just soaking up this wonderful moment that you and Loki had just shared. This wasn’t the first time nor would it be the last time that this had happened between the two of you. When the two of you decided to head back towards the palace, you had the biggest smile on your face. However, little did you know that the two of you were being watched. Odin was watching from one of the balconies and he started to shake his head in disapproval.
It was the night before Loki’s birthday and as you walked up the palace steps in your glittering gown, you couldn’t help but stop in awe at how lit up the palace looked. You couldn’t help but stare up at the palace, you closed your eyes as you took in a deep breath and you let the music fill your ears. After a minute or so, you continue up the palace steps and you make your way to the extravagant ballroom. You were just outside the ballroom and you were taking in the glamorous scene before you. The party was in full swing and people were already dancing with smiles on their faces. Those who weren’t dancing were off to the side talking, waiting for a turn to dance or were simply just watching. You searched the crowd for Loki when you finally spotted him by the thrones with his mother, Frigga. A smile begins to curl up at the corner of your lips at the sight of him. You were about to take a step into the ballroom when suddenly a hand is covering your mouth and you’re being dragged away from the party. You tried to scream out for help but it was no use, it came out muffled so no one could really hear you. The unknown assailant continued to drag you away and he eventually grew tired of you fighting against him so he knocked you unconscious and he threw you over his shoulders.
When you finally come to, you slowly sit up, groaning as you do. As your vision comes to, you begin to realize where you had been taken to by your captor. You were in the Bifrost. Loki had taken you here a few times, you loved crossing the Rainbow Bridge on horseback. However, being in here right now, you have a different feeling. Especially when your eyes land on Odin, his face scrunched up in a stern scowl. You immediately scramble to your feet.
You bow your head and curtsy as you do. “All-father, your majesty.” When you stand back up and your eyes meet his narrowed gaze, a shiver runs down your spine.
“Do you know why you are here?” Odin’s voice is deep as it booms through the Bifrost.
“No, your majesty, I don’t believe I do.” You answer honestly. You notice the exchange between Odin and Heimdal and worry begins to form in the pit of your stomach. Whatever is about to happen, it can’t be good.
“You are not good enough for Loki and never will be. I do not condone this relationship.” He slams his staff down and it echoes throughout the Bifrost.
You couldn’t help the hurt that just struck through your body. You had always thought fondly of the King and Queen.
“I am banishing you from this realm and sending you far away from here. You will never see Loki again.” Odin informs you, his voice stern and unwavering.
Your eyes grow wide with fear and shock. A tear slips down your cheek and your voice cracks as you speak up. “Please, no.”
“My word is final.”
You glance over at Heimdal who was in the process of activating the Bifrost. Suddenly, the walls begin to move and they slowly begin to build up speed. Odin is next to you in a flash and he has a tight grip on your arm.
“You are henceforth banished from Asgard and never to return!” Odin orders.
The next thing you know, you’re being pushed into the portal that the Bifrost has opened. “Loki!”
Loki, who had sensed you being in trouble, he excuses himself from his current conversation to go find you. But by the time he gets to the Bifrost, he was too late and the portal had already closed. He glances between his father and Heimdal but it doesn’t take long for him to figure out what has happened.
“Father, what did you just do? Where’s Y/n?”
“I did what I had too. She was not worthy.” Odin answers, almost as if it was completely obvious.
“Tell me you didn’t.” Loki doesn’t need an answer though to know that it’s exactly what his father did.
“Loki-” Odin begins but Loki cuts himself.
“This was not your decision to make! I vow to you father that I will find her again and when I do, you will regret ever banishing her!” With that, Loki disappears, leaving Odin and Heimdal alone in the Bifrost.
As you traveled through the portal, your body was being tossed around like you were a rag doll. Everything blurred past you and it made your head spin. It felt like you were in that portal for a lifetime before you finally found yourself falling in a night sky. Tree branches scratched at your delicate skin and tore the fabric of your dress. When you landed, your vision began to darken as you went unconscious. In the distance, there was a farmhouse and a little girl had witnessed the entire thing.
“Daddy, I just saw a shooting star!” She exclaimed excitedly, her eyes were wide with it.
The father chuckles as he goes to join her at the window, peering out it to see if it is still there. “Darn it, I must’ve missed it.”
“Can we go check it out?! I saw where it landed, please!” She begs as she pouts at her father.
“Yeah, alright. Come on Lila, let’s go see this shooting star.” Her dad agrees, a smile on his face.
After putting on their shoes and coats, the pair leave the house to go find Lila’s shooting star. She leads her father to the woods and they end up walking deep into the woods. When they finally found what they thought was going to be a shooting star, they were shocked when they found a body instead. Lila begins to take a few cautious steps forward when her dad pulls her back.
“Lila, go back to the house with momma and your brother.” Her dad firmly instructs.
The young girl looks up at her dad. “But-”
“No buts Lila. Now.”
Lila sighs but does as she’s told and starts off running back towards the house. You’re finally starting to come too just as the man is slowly approaching you. You begin to sit up, groaning as you do and the man rushes over to you.
“Woah, woah, easy there.” He tries to soothe you, his voice calm and even.
Your vision finally clears, you begin to panic, not knowing where you are nor the man in front of you. Your breathing is heavy as you continue to panic and in between breaths, you manage to finally speak. “Where am I? Wh-who are you?”
“Hey, hey, it’s okay. You’re in Iowa and my name is Clint Barton.” He pauses as he looks around, the branches all over the ground cause him to look up. A clearing was made when you passed through the trees. “Where did you come from?”
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Chapter 2: Childhood Best Friends to Lovers - (Headcanons Loki Edition)
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Pairing || Loki Laufeyson x Asgardian!Female Reader
Summary || Where Loki and you are childhood best friends and become lovers.
Word Count || Around 500
Warnings & Contents || Reader is Female!Asgardian, you're Lady Sif's sister, two idiots in love, mention of violence and fight.
Author's note || This headcanon can be set before Thor 1 (2011).
Disclaimer || English is not my first language, so my apologies for any misunderstandings or mistakes.
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You have been Loki's best friend since you were kids. You were Lady's Sif sister and since you were a child you spend some time in the palace. And you bonded with Loki.
Loki was the best best friend you could have. He would walk with you in the garden, even if it was late at night, he would teach you magic, he would do magic tricks for you (your favorite was the firework) and he would go with you to the library to read books. You were one of the few people that Loki showed his affectionate side.
Honestly he wouldn't mind dating you at all. In fact, he was in love with you from the first day he lay his eyes on you. So did you fall in love with Loki too. But neither of you knew.
Loki was afraid to lose you, to ruin the friendship you created by telling his true feelings for you. And you thought the same. Two idiots in love huh?
But one day everything changed.
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Loki's Silent Sentry (Part 1)
Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 ( Part 6 in progress)
Pairing: Loki x female reader (y/n)
Summary: You are not just a soldier in Asgard's Royal Army, you are Lieutenant Y/L/N, Prince Loki's personal guard, his sentry and you are not supposed to fall in love with him. If you followed your training properly, you should never have even spoken to him. As a sentry, you are expected to remain silent and invisible as you shadow your appointed member of the royal family or member of the court protectively throughout their daily tasks.
Rumors (that happen to be true) begin to circulate through the palace that you serve the younger prince of Asgard both outside and inside his chambers. There is little you can do once word of your off duty activities spread through every maid, cook, gardener and seamstress in the palace. You soon find even the soldiers in your own company are now questioning how exactly you had come to earn your seemingly quick rise to lieutenant.
As the annual Winter Solstice Ball approaches, you come to the heartbreaking realization that your relationship with Loki must come to an end if you are both to fulfill your duties.
Warnings: Angst, arguing, Thor being an absolute ass, Odin being a terrible father
A/N: I did some googling quickly for military terms and ranks (since I have no previous knowledge of them) as well as some basic information about the royal guards in England. I took some of what I found interesting and then made up most of the rest to fit what I needed for my story so there will be some similarities. Also... I haven't written anything in like a year (maybe longer) so be nice please 💚💚
You stand at constant attention in silence outside of Prince Loki's private office. You listen to the birds singing through the open window across the hall from where you are posted and wonder how long you could go without making a sound. You have been trained by the Royal Army for years to remain silent, vigilant, always listening and watching your surroundings for anything dangerous or out of the ordinary. You are always on guard, ready to protect Prince Loki should the need arise. Not that someone with his fighting skills or magic would need protection from a simple soldier like you. You were assigned this post purely because it was customary for each member of the royal family to have a sentry, whether they actually need one or not.
Your attention is drawn to the sound of footsteps approaching from your left. You are unable to determine how many people are coming but judging by their pace and heavy boots, they are most likely all soldiers. Commandant Thorn, the soldier in charge of your company, makes his way down the hall at a steady pace. He is followed by your captain, Captain Skye who is holding a leather bound book containing the names of all the sentries and their current posts. Trailing the two older men, are four low ranking soldiers you can't remember the names of.
The group of soldiers comes to a stop in front of you and your fellow guard and you both salute your commanding officers. "Lieutenant Y/L/N," Captain Skye says, opening his book for a moment. He closes it and looks up at you, "Prince Loki will of course be attending the Winter Solstice Ball. You will be required to escort him to the ballroom and remain on guard there until he dismisses you for the evening."
You nod in response, carefully hiding the heavy emotions you have surrounding the upcoming ball. The soldiers move on and you are left alone with the other guard again. She says nothing to you and even if you were allowed to speak, you know Sergeant Sands wouldn't talk to you. She is not your friend, none of the members of the Royal Guard are your friends. It wasn't always this way though, it is only since you were promoted to the rank of lieutenant that the guards you work with began to distance themselves from you.
You had been assigned to Prince Loki for three months when you were promoted from sergeant to lieutenant. Your fellow soldiers immediately assumed the young prince had a hand in it as he did little to hide how he favored you over the other guards who were previously assigned to him. The rumors about you spending the night in Loki's chamber instead of guarding it flowed through the palace soon after. You adamantly denied these rumors and any favoritism from the prince but it was a wasted effort. It also happened that the rumors were true to a point.
The door to Loki's office opens and you stand at attention as the court accountant exits, holding several rolls of paper and mumbling to himself. Sargeant Sands follows him without any orders needed, she is his sentry and will go where he goes. As she walks past by, she glances at you with what can only be described as a look of disgust. You look down at your boots, fully aware of what she is thinking.
You wait quietly for Loki to open the door again but you know him, he will want to read through all of his notes from today before he finalizes his meeting schedule for tomorrow. You have roughly half an hour until he will be done, half an hour to stand here and think about the dreaded Winter Solstice Ball.
Another half an hour later, as expected, Loki opens the door and walks out. Waving his hand towards the door, he uses his magic to seal the room. He smiles warmly at you and you smile back at him for the first time today. This was your favorite part, the part where the sun goes down and Loki frees you from your constant silence.
He touches your cheek softly and leans in to kiss you. You kiss him back but pull away quickly as you hear footsteps approaching. You step away from Loki and stand at attention as Prince Thor comes around a corner. You keep your eyes straight ahead but you can feel Loki stiffening next to you, he and his brother get along much better when they are at court than they do in private.
The brothers greet each other politely and you silently wish the older prince would simply continue on his way but it doesn't seem likely. Your attention shifts to the window across the hall from you again, you can just barely glimpse the sunset over the tall evergreen trees in the distance. You know Loki will tell you if he and Thor discuss anything interesting so there is no need for you to listen to their conversation. The two of them continue for several long minutes before you realize Thor has said something to you.
"Lieutenant Y/L/N?" Thor says and you shake your head as you shift your focus.
"I'm sorry your highness, I was unaware you were speaking to me," you apologize. He had never spoken to you before and you were unsure why he would start now. Loki folds his arms across his chest and you feel uneasy at how annoyed he seems.
Thor laughs which does nothing to make you feel better. "I was wondering what it was about you that made you my brother's favorite," he says. "You must truly be special, a sentry's post typically only lasts three months, perhaps six at the most. You have been with Loki for how long now?"
You think for a moment before replying. You had been assigned to Loki for only a month before he first spoke to you and you had quickly become close friends. Three months after becoming friends with the prince, you slowly became more until you were completely in love with him.
"Fourteen months," you answer him in as few words as possible.
Thor looks at his younger brother with a smirk, "Fourteen?" Loki remains silent and you can tell his older brother is not even close to letting you leave soon. He turns his attention to you again, "So is it true then?"
"Is what true your highness?" you ask quietly.
"That you follow my brother's orders when you are wearing your armor and when you are not?" he laughs and his sentry smiles then looks towards the ground. "I could use a sentry like that, I grow tired of being followed by these shadows."
Loki's fist clenches but he answers Thor calmly. "Maybe if you learned your sentries name and weren't so insufferable to be around, they would remain at your service for longer than a month at a time," Loki says. "And you are the last person I would expect to listen to palace rumors. According to the most recent ones I've heard, you've slept with nearly half of the kitchen staff this month alone."
Thor smiles, proud of himself. You and Loki realize the stories you had overheard were true, if not understated. He explains, "That is why I assume the rumors of you and your little pet are true as well."
You find yourself in that brief moment wishing Loki would confirm everyone's suspensions. Not necessarily that you were sleeping together, that you were in love and wanted to be together. You know wishing for this is as useful as wishing it would rain gold. Once again you remind yourself that this is the way it will always be, until he marries a woman of high status and you are forgotten.
Instead of responding, Loki turns from his brother and walks down the hall towards the stairwell that leads to the royal family's chambers. You follow him silently, staying a few steps behind as always.
"Come now brother, I was merely joking," Thor calls from behind you but neither of you stop walking.
The two of you continue on in silence until you reach the top of the stairs and Loki's pace slows so he is walking next to you. His hand finds yours, his thumb gently stroking your knuckles. As soon as you feel his touch, you begin to relax.
"I'm sorry about my brother," he says quietly.
"His behavior isn't your fault," you reply. "And he is far from the first person to corner me about our relationship. I am used to denying the truth."
He stops, causing you to turn back towards him, your hand still holding his. He then takes a few small steps, closing the distance between you. Loki touches your cheek gently with his other hand. "I'm sorry Y/N," he tells you again. "I wish we didn't have to hide but you know there are some rules even I cannot break so openly. Maybe I should have hid my favoritism towards you better but I couldn't bear to have you reassigned. You mean too much to me."
You smile, "So I am your favorite sentry?"
He lets out a laugh, "You are my favorite person in the nine realms." You giggle at his answer and his fingers trail down your cheek until his thumb gently runs across your lips. He leans down to kiss you but just as his lips touch yours, you feel your heart jumps in your chest.
You hear several sets of footsteps and separate yourself from Loki in an instant. He looks down the hall as his mother, two of her maids and one guard come into view. She smiles brightly at both of you as she comes closer and you bow to the queen in respect. You find it hard to miss the side eye from her sentry or the whispers shared between her maids. Loki gives his mother a hug and wishes her a goodnight. She tells him to have a goodnight as well and continues on her way.
You and Loki walk off in the opposite direction towards his chambers and once you are alone again, Loki moves to take your hand but you flinch away. He looks hurt by your momentary rejection but he doesn't say anything. He knows how nervous you are about being seen touching him or speaking to him. You round the next corner and are flooded with relief as Loki's door finally comes into view. You fight the urge to smile, holding onto your composure as you've been trained.
Loki opens the door and steps inside, you follow him as you always do and he closes the door. He flicks his wrists towards you without a word and the heavy armor you wear over your clothing instantly settles itself neatly into a large chest. You take a few deep breaths, feeling as if most of the weight you have been carrying leaves you, but not all.
"Thank you your highness," you say out of habit.
"Please, never call me that in here," he reminds you gently. "In here I'm not a prince, I'm just Loki." He walks towards you and you don't realize you are moving away from him until your back hits the door and his body comes flush to yours. One hand settles on your hip while his other hand lifts your chin, causing you to look up at him. He continues, "And you are not Lieutenant Y/L/N, you are Y/N. The woman I am so deeply in love with." He smiles and you can't help but smile back at his words. All your worries vanish the instant his lips meet yours.
You lay in Loki's arms watching the sunlight fill his room through the sheer curtains. You try to memorize the sound of his slow, steady breathing and the feel of his heart beat against your back as he holds you even in his sleep. You inhale deeply and focus on deciphering every herb and oil Loki uses to keep his hair soft. Closing your eyes, you use your senses to bring an image of Loki's face into your mind and try to hold it there.
"What are you thinking about my love?" he asks in a sleepy voice. You open your eyes and shift closer to him, pulling his arms tighter around your body. "Y/N, what's wrong?" he asks, now much more awake.
You swallow hard, trying to find the words. You had been thinking about what you needed to do most of the night but now that it was time, you weren't sure you would be able to do it.
"I've told you, you can speak freely here," he says softly, urging you gently as always to speak your mind when you were with him. His fingers move slowly up and down your arm as he tries to comfort you without knowing what is causing your distress.
"I need to transfer to a new post," you tell him. You hear him inhale sharply as his fingers suddenly go still.
You stand outside Loki's office with Thor's new guard and two others in silence waiting for a very long meeting to conclude. You stifle a yawn and shift uncomfortably on your feet before regaining your composure. The tall guard standing across from you rolls his eyes while the woman next to him mumbles something that can only be about you.
It has been two days since you told Loki you wanted to transfer and you hadn't heard anything from your commanding officer. In the meantime, you decided to go back to sleeping in your assigned room at the soldiers quarters. You had forgotten how much you hated it there. The common areas are loud and there is little privacy, everyone is in everyone else's business. You barely leave your room, which is a surprise to no one. They wouldn't speak to you even if you did. You live in a world of utter silence surrounded by never ending noise.
You feel as if you are shattering from the inside out and you try to remind yourself that it needs to be this way. The two of you hid in his chambers as if it protected your relationship but it could never be real. How could it be when he could barely acknowledge your presence when in public. He is a prince and you are a soldier as were your parents, you were not high born. Loki is destined to marry the daughter of a council member and you will guard them and their children.
The door to Loki's office opens, you and the three guards stand at attention. Prince Thor walks out first, followed by two council members. They walk off in different directions, shadowed closely by their sentries but you remain, as always, at Loki's door.
You stare at the wall in front of you for what feels like eternity. Your mind wanders between your favorite memories from your brief time with Loki and the crushing weight of your current reality. You stand up straighter when you hear the door swing open and Loki steps out.
"Lieutenant Y/L/N," he says, "I need to speak with you."
You nod and follow him into his office, closing the door behind you. You stand motionless, taking in his office and how much it feels like him. The dark wood bookshelves crowded with leather bound books, the chair pulled close to the window so he can see the garden below when drinking his afternoon tea, the green and gold accents on various pieces of furniture.
You sigh to yourself as you follow him to his desk. He takes a seat and you stand across from him with your arms behind your back, waiting for him to speak first.
"Y/N," he says informally but you don't relax. "Your transfer to a new post was not approved."
"Can I ask why your highness?" you keep the formalities as you've been trained.
"The Winter Solstice Ball is in less then a week," he answers as if you could forget. "The Royal Guard seems to be too busy tightening security and preparing for everyone's arrival to complete your paper work at this time."
"Understood, your highness," you say. "I should return to my post." You turn to head back outside of his office.
"Wait," he calls and you freeze just before you reach the door. You hear him get up from his seat and walk around the desk. "Please stay, talk to me Y/N. I miss you so much it hurts."
"I can't," you say almost in a whisper
He touches your arm and you turn to face him, seeing the pain in his eyes. "I miss the way your laughter filled my chambers. I miss hearing you hum to yourself when you think I can't hear you. I miss the sound of your voice and how easy it is to talk to you," he says and you force down a smile and the urge to hold him tightly.
"I can't bear to be without you," he tells you and you want to tell him you can't be apart from him either but you remain silent for fear you'll lose your resolve completely. He strokes your cheek gently and you close your eyes as you lean into his touch. "I love you," he says.
"I love you too," you tell him, seeing a spark of hope light his eyes. You shake your head and take a step away from him, "But I can't do this. I'm sorry." Before he can say anything else you tell him, "It will only hurt more the longer we wait to end this."
"We don't have to end this, now or ever," he insists as he steps towards you. "I promise I will find a way for you to be mine, not just when we are hidden away, but always. You believe me, don't you?"
"I want to," you tell him truthfully. Loki had promised several times to find a way to marry you but you thought it was false hope. "But this isn't a fairytale my prince, we don't always get a happy ending."
You want to disappear into the marble floor, to be sucked into the wall behind you or simply vanish into thin air but you can't. Instead, you must stand perfectly still and silent as you watch the dancing and merriment around you. You momentarily wish you would go back to a time when you didn't feel an ache in your chest at the mere thought of another woman being in Prince Loki's arms. Shaking your head just slightly, you chase away the thought. As much as this hurts, you will always cherish the limited time you shared with him.
The music changes tempo as the first of seven courses comes to an end. Couples begin to take to the open floor in the center of the ballroom. Prince Thor and Prince Loki make their way to the group of single, eligible women awaiting them, each at a different pace. The older prince seems to now exactly which woman he would like to spend time with first. He offers his arm to her and declares her the most beautiful woman at the ball, causing her to blush and giggle. The younger prince takes his time walking to the crowd and simply takes the hand of the closest woman without so much as glancing at her. His lack of interest does little to dampen her excitement however.
The dozen or so women who were not chosen move away from the dance area and you have to hold back a groan as they gather directly in front of you to wait for a chance with one of the princes. You can't help but listen to them discuss which prince they think is better looking or who they would prefer picked them. The first song ends and the two princes each select another dance partner. Again, Prince Thor takes little time deciding who he wants while Prince Loki simply offers his hand to the first woman he sees. You can practically hear him sigh as she holds his arm and walks quickly to the dance floor.
As the second song begins, one of the women briefly looks at you over her shoulder before motioning towards you to her friends. Your ears go red with embarrassment as she tells them the rumors of your past relationship with Loki just loud enough that she knows you will hear. Of course she gets the ending wrong. She assumes, like everyone else, that the prince grew tired of you and banished you from his bed chambers. You had to admit, it seemed a far more likely story than the truth.
You shift your attention to the ceiling for a moment, hoping that counting the candles in the chandeliers will distract you from their stares and comments. You only count to twenty seven before the sound of a glass shattering draws your gaze back to the guests. A council member laughs loudly, clearly drunk already, as a servant cleans the wine glass from the dance floor.
Your eyes scan the room and easily find Loki at the center of the crowd, a third woman in his arms. Your drawn to his face, studying his features. He smiles at the woman as he twirls her and she giggles but she doesn't know him like you do. She doesn't know that's the smile he uses at court, not the smile he shows you. Showed you, you correct yourself. He glances away, not holding eye contact with her as they move effortlessly across the dance floor.
After the final course is served, the dance floor fills for the last time and you sigh with relief that the night is almost over. You shift on your feet, looking down for a moment when the chatter of the women in front of you begins again. Why must they stand here to wait, you think to yourself.
The princes once again make their way to their potential dance partners and Thor makes his pick quickly. Loki stands in front of the women for a moment and your eyes lock with his as he looks between them.
"Pardon me," he says politely to the crowd as he moves forward, slipping past the confused women. He makes his way towards you and your breath catches in your throat. He stands in front of you and holds out his hand. You look at him, stunned by his actions. He smiles when you don't move, "Will you dance with me, my love?" Still you remain silent, looking past Loki to see how much attention his actions have drawn. "Don't look at them," he says, touching your cheek softly as you look at him again.
You steady your nerves and place your hand in his. The moment his fingers close around yours, you are surrounded by a light cloud of green, shimmery smoke. When Loki's magic fades, you are wearing a flowing emerald green gown with golden trim, perfectly matching his dress uniform. Your hair has been restyled to hold a small gold tiara with short horns, mirroring the helmet he had worn during his entrance.
"Gods, you look gorgeous in my colors," he says with a wide smile, causing you to blush. "To be fair, you are always beautiful but now it is clear to everyone here that you are mine." You feel as if your heart might burst when he calls you his, he had said it before but only when you were hidden away.
Loki keeps his fingers interlaced with yours as he leads you to the dance floor, straight through the group of now very angry women. Some cross their arms, others give you dirty looks and several make rude comments as you pass. You pause before stepping onto the dance floor, the chatter and stares coming from the guests near you holding you back. He senses your hesitation and leans down to place a kiss gently on your cheek.
Your mind can barely begin to process what is happening as he takes you straight to the middle of the dance floor. He places one hand on your hip and you place your hand on his shoulder as you had done so many times over the last few months. You and Loki shared several secret dances in his chambers and his office, he found it difficult to listen to music sitting still.
He holds you close, his eyes never leaving yours while you dance between the other guests. You focus on how amazing it feels to be back in his arms, ignoring the strange looks and whispers that surround you. He twirls you gracefully and you spin back into him, giggling as you final feel at ease. As the song draws to a close, Loki spins you one final time. When he pulls you back to him, he leans down slightly and your lips meet his.
You smile up at him, hoping this isn't a dream when you see his mother approaching you. You take a step away from Loki but he keeps his hand on your waist, not letting you go too far. You bow to the queen and she says, "I think it is my turn to dance with my son."
You nod quickly in agreement and Loki let's go of you, his magic fading instantly as your armor reappears. You walk through the crowd with your head down and return to your post, once again wishing you were invisible. The women watch you, gossiping wildly as you pass again. You can only imagine what they are saying but they are not your biggest concern at the moment.
Anxiously, you watch Queen Frigga and her son move across the dance floor. You can't hear what they are saying of course, but you can tell by her expression that there will be consequences for his actions. As the song ends you see your captain approach you and your stomach drops. Loki will not be the only one to be punished for choosing you.
"The king had summoned you to the throne room," he says in a stern voice. You nod in acknowledgement and when you look back towards the dance floor, Loki and his mother are gone.
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Fractured
Prince! Loki x Asgardian reader
18+ | contains some smut. This was so random I know but I had a lil idea and wanted to see where it went.
You were one of the first told of Loki’s arrival back to Asgard and his arrival in the palace. Unaware of where Frigga had sent him, you made your way to his chambers before preparing him a bath, wanting him to be able to relax. You didn’t know what condition he was in or what state of mind. Word of him looking worse for wear spread around the palace like wildfire before you heard the door of his chambers opening and managed to see for yourself how he looked.
“Loki.” You greeted as you took him in. You couldn’t help but smile at his valiant form; it had been a while since you had seen him dressed like that. “I have prepared your bath.”
“Join me.” He insisted, making his way through to the next room where his bath was waiting. You followed after him, your brow furrowed in slight confusion as you tried to gauge his state.
“Loki?” You began, looking away slightly as he quickly undressed.
“If you wish to leave, you can leave” he dismissed, stepping into the bath “although take note, my heart grows ever fonder in your presence.” He smiled, eyeing you almost hungrily.
Taking a deep breath, you undressed for him, reveling in the feeling of his powerful gaze on you as you exposed yourself to him. Everytime his eyes were set on your body, it felt like the first time. Once you were naked, you grabbed a rag before stepping into the bath. Soaking the rag, you gestured for Loki to come towards you as you pointed to the gash on his forehead. Coyly, he shook his head no leaving you huffing as you moved closer to him before reaching up and dabbing away at the dried blood. You leant over him, your bodies touching as you reached above his brow. You couldn’t help the small smile that played on your lips as Loki took the opportunity to kiss down from your neck to the swell of your breasts. You couldn’t deny how much you had missed him, how much you had missed simple moments like these ones where you could just be content with one another, the times where you found solace in his presence.
“I have missed you.” You hummed, eyes closed as he took one of your erect nipples into his mouth.
“Don’t fret for I am right here.” He answered, releasing it with a pop before pressing a loving kiss against your lips.
“Do you want me to wash your hair?” You offered, opening your eyes.
“Let me wash yours,” he answered, “turn around.” He smiled. Turning around, you settled between his open legs, allowing yourself to rest backwards against his chest.
“Someone really has missed me.” You giggled feeling his hardening length nudging your back.
“Ignore him.” Loki chuckled, reaching for a bottle of shampoo before squeezing some into his hands and massaging your scalp.
“That feels so good.” You spoke, melting against him, your husband, as his skillful fingers worked through your hair. Cupping some water, he washed it out of your hair as you remained relaxed against him. Eventually, one of his hands left your hair before running down your back and snaking around your body where it trailed down your stomach. Instinctively, you opened your legs, eagerly awaiting his touch before his name fell breathily from your lips.
“Just stay relaxed for me.” Loki spoke in your ear, placing a kiss just below it as his other hand cupped your breast, kneading it as his finger traced your clit.
“Loki.” You mewled softly again, your back arching away from him as you threw your shoulders back.
“Relax.” He whispered, licking the shell of your ear as he applied more pressure to your clit, circling it fast as your hips moved on their own accord. The water around you both sloshed against the sides of the bath, almost spilling out as Loki lightly pinched one of your nipples, two of his fingers working against the bundle of nerves concealed between your legs.
“Norns Lokii.” You sighed contently, feeling that familiar warmth spread through your body.
“Let go.” He commanded, rubbing fast circles on your clit before you came with a quiet call of his name. It had escaped you how much you truly had missed him, even in his presence.
Eventually, the two of you got out of the bath, Loki helping you out as your shaky legs threatened to give way beneath you. You made your ways back to his bedroom where you dried off in comfortable silence.
“You know when I was out there, I thought about you, I prayed to you.” Loki spoke as he dried the ends of his hair.
“What?” You answered, slightly confused as he stepped towards you, his cock heavy between his thighs.
“You are my strength” he smiled fondly, looking into your eyes as you looked into his with an almost sadness “like the—” he began, running his hand against your cheek before he noticed you shy away from his touch. You didn’t mean it, it just happened. There were moments like these ones, when you’d piece together where he had been, where he had been sent and it felt like a million tiny daggers piercing your heart at the same time. “What’s the matter?” He questioned, concerned.
“Nothing” you lied “nothing's the matter.” You smiled, reaching up to kiss him. Loki kissed you back, his arms wrapping around your body as he held you. The kiss grew more feverish, both of you getting onto the bed before Loki was lining himself up with your entrance and thrusting inside. Your hand moved up and down his bare back as he fucked you. You tried to settle your mind, to enjoy this rare encounter but you could only think about the repercussions of this meeting. You’d feel good now, you’d share a bed now and then you’d be heartbroken again. A stray tear fell from your eye as you closed them, focusing on now. You felt Loki’s tongue against your cheek, licking it away, making everything better.
“As I slayed men where they stood, I thought only of you” he mused, thrusting harder as you bucked your hips up into his, his words the million tiny daggers “I slaughtered them in their droves y/n.” He reminisced, moving faster.
“Loki.” You said, the word coming out as something between a moan and an attempt at interrupting his ramblings.
“You should have seen me, you’d have been proud” he grinned, slowing his thrusts as his cock moved through your folds leisurely “I was valiant y/n, a king.”
He quickened his pace again, his head falling into the crook of your neck as he fucked you into the mattress, your body pleasured but your mind troubled.
“I watched the life d-drain from their eyes and yet my—my mind still conjured images of you” he grunted against your ear, thrusts growing sloppy “my q-queen.”
“Cum Loki.” You spoke into his ear, your hand holding the back of his head as you commanded him like he had done you earlier. You couldn’t take it anymore, it was too much. You moved your head to the side as he kissed your neck, sucking against it as he came, breaths heavy. You comforted him through his high, kissing him before you insisted he was tired and needed rest. He was more susceptible now, whatever charms placed on him wearing off as he fell asleep.
Once you were sure his breaths had evened out, you left the bed, securing a robe around yourself as you made your way to Frigga's rooms. Knocking, you awaited her greeting before entering.
“He is unwell” you stated, eyes full of worry “where did you send him?”
“I—” she began before you interrupted.
“He still speaks of war, he still lays with me as one would a wife.”
“Y/n.” She tried to relax you.
“War is what ruined him in the first place.” You protested. “How could you?”
“The war is in his mind y/n, he isn’t in danger, he finds peace when I transport his mind there.” She tried to reason.
“He was bleeding when he came back.”
“Merely for theatrics.” She dismissed.
“So what do I do? Continue playing the doting wife until he’s lucid again and remembers we’re severed?”
“You love him y/n.” Frigga countered.
“But he doesn’t love me and it breaks me every time the old him shines through.”
“You vowed you’d help nurse him back to health y/n, all I ask of you is your love for him.”
So like the real battle is his fractured mind? On reread/edit, I’m not sure what this is at all 💀
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What an eventful night
Bruce: *leaving Thor’s room*
Loki: *leaving Strange’s room*
Y/n: *leaving Bucky’s room*
Loki: Really sister? The Russian assassin?
Y/n: First of all, he’s from Brooklyn. Second of all, Bruce, did you just leave Thor’s room?
Bruce: Yep
Loki: I knew it
Valkyrie: *leaves Carol’s room*
Peter: *comes back from MJ’s house*
Bruce: You too, kid?
Loki: Nice 🙂
Steve: *leaves Nat’s room* 😳
Scott: *leaving Hope’s room*
Sam: *leaves Maria’s room*
Sam: I knew you were fucking Nat!
Y/n: I already knew.
Peter: My OTP is real?!
Steve: Shut up!
Val: I just wanted toast
*Silence*
Steve: No one tells Tony or Pepper
Peter: Deal
Loki: Captain, my sister is fucking Sergeant Barnes
Y/n: Loki!
Steve: I have been shipping you too for so long
Sam: Haha! This is awesome!
Bruce: *enters Thor’s room* Thor, I’m sleeping with you
Y/n: *enters Bucky’s room* Yeah, dekta I’m sleeping with you
Bucky: *laughs because he overheard the entire conversation
Wanda: *opens her door* Shut up! Vision doesn’t know about all this and he is too fragile to comprehend this!
Peter: Yes Miss Maximoff
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Loki Introducing Sylvie To His Siblings...
Y/N: It's so nice to meet you! I've always wanted a sister!
Thor: Really? Why?
Y/N: ...I love you too, Thor.
Loki: Really? Why?
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The Maid - Part 5
Pairing: Loki x reader (on going series)
Warnings: Angst, abuse, mental health (depression, mentions of suicidal thoughts), swearing, mentions of torture and rape. Loki being an ass.
Please read at your own risk. Your own media consumption is not my responsibility. Please read and review the warnings before proceeding.
Thank you and enjoy!
Author's note: Sorry for the wait! Work and school got hectic. Hope you enjoy!!
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Your head is pounding as you begin to stir awake. You groan as your hands sink into the soft sheets. You stop abruptly.
This isn't my cot.
Your heart is racing in panic. Your head is laying on the fluffiest pillow you've ever touched and the silk from the sheets slide smoothly across your skin.
You become acutely aware that you're lying face down again and feel the shiver from the cold across your back. You jolt up and groan out loudly in pain as your wounds on your back stretch from the sudden movement. You’re breathing heavily and shaking as you sit up, feet dangling off the bed.
You take in your surroundings, realizing the room seems very familiar, as you scan the room and notice the emerald green sheets on the bed and the book on the night stand.
I'm in the king’s chambers.
You gasp and your eyes go wide as you fumble off the bed. Your chest is exposed, and you grab onto the first green blanket you spot and cover yourself, so you're decent enough.
You're alone. It's quiet. You turn to the large mirror that is up against the wall facing the bed and examine your back. You notice that it has almost healed completely, leaving thick, ragged scars across your back.
How long have I been out? This should have taken at least one month to fully heal… the wounds are completely closed, the scars are white and red.
You're staring them, realizing that they will forever be there marking your skin of the trauma you've endured.
"You're up." you hear a voice from behind you say.
You scream in surprise and jump in the air, backing away from the sound.
You look up at lock eyes with the king.
"Your majesty, I'm - I don't - I woke up…" you stumble over your words trying to explain yourself. You notice that you are indecently exposed within the kings chambers, uninvited, and hug the blanket closer to your chest.
You decide to stop talking and stare at the floor.
He smirks as he crosses his arms, evaluating the scene before him "I requested Banner clean your wounds after our conversation in the kitchen."
You look up at him confused. Why would he care? He ordered I get whipped for my retaliation… for defending myself…
You feel the anger bubbling inside you.
How dare he pretend to care? To make up this act before me when all he has done is make me suffer since the day I arrived.
You say nothing as you bite the inside of your cheek to prevent the words from spilling out. You know the consequences of speaking to a royal in such manner, let alone a king, would land you in much more dire situations than before.
The king takes a tentative step forward and you take a step back. He notices this and stops in his tracks, folding his hands together behind his back.
"You fear me. You despise me." He declares matter of fact.
You say nothing again. I'm much better off keeping my mouth shut. You stare at him with a fire in your eyes. Anger which you can never act upon.
He steps forward again, and you step back.
"I healed you. Your wounds were very badly infected. Banner thought you wouldn't make it past the night. I used my magic but couldn't get rid of the scars… they are too deep." he explains to you.
Because of you, you spoiled sheltered asshole! Oh, fuck it. If he kills me now it will be better than living this so-called life.
You straighten your posture and stare at him directly in the eyes. A sign of confidence and defiance. You think you see a spark behind his eyes as you do this and a small smirk tugging at his lips.
"Why?" you say stoically.
"Why, what? Be specific, darling." he says smugly.
"Why did you heal me?" you ask angrily, voice rising slightly from frustration.
"Because you were hurt."
Your jaw ticks. He's doing it on purpose to piss me off.
"Why do you care that I am hurt?" you push further.
"Hmmmm….." he taps his foot and lifts his chin in thought.
Pompous prick.
"I missed your work as my maid. You were rather thorough." he replies, head tilting to the side in challenge.
That's it. I've had enough. Fuck the consequences.
Your voice rises as you let go of your pent-up anger "Are you kidding me?! You missed my work as your MAID? Am I just an object? A toy you can fuck around with when you're bored?!"
He says nothing as he lets you continue your rant.
"You send those disgusting rats you call guards to beat, rape and abuse the staff all they want. We can't say a damn word about it without getting beaten to a pulp to keep our mouths shut. I have succumbed to MONTHS of this fucking treatment, beaten down like a dog when I refused to submit to the Snake's desires. Every time he said it was a special message from YOU as a result of my defiance.” You point your finger at him and approach him challengingly, eyes seething with rage and pain.
“I don't regret a single thing I did. I wish I would have gouged his fucking eyes out when I had a chance! I defend myself from being forced onto and you order them to whip me because of it?!” What kind a monster are you? I've heard the stories, and I believed them when it came to war, but I never thought you to be so callous towards your own people, your own staff.”
You’re waving your arm in the air and your eyes and stinging, tears forming. You swallow hard and blink them away, refusing to let him see how much pain he has truly inflicted upon you internally. Feeling the anger bubbling up again, you continue.
“Then! THEN, YOU come to MY aid like I'm some damsel in distress? I DON'T DESERVE ANY OF THIS SHIT!" you’re panting and your voice is raw from screaming out your rant.
You realize your breathing heavily and look down at the floor, taking some slow breaths to calm down. The reality of what you’ve just done dawns on you, and you accept your fate. Your eyes become void of everything. When you lift your gaze up to his and lock eyes, you see something flash across his face. Pain? Worry?
"Just kill me now. I don't care what or how you do it just end it already. I will not be treated as a toy you can bend to your own desires and beat for your own pleasure. This isn't a life worth living. I would rather die than live another day inside these palace walls." Your voice calm and stoic.
You stare at him and notice all smugness has disappeared. Now, his jaw is locked, fists tightly at his side making his knuckles turn white. The anger in his eyes terrifies you.
You have nothing left in you to start begging he spare your life.
"I understand the consequences of my actions." you say while slowly getting to your knees and maintain eye contact "Nothing I said was a lie, I regret nothing. I only ask for one thing: End it quickly."
You hear him approach you when he stops mere inches away. You close your eyes in anticipation, expecting the inevitable and let out a deep sigh.
You begin to smile, realizing your pain will be over soon and you will be able to join your family again among the stars. You feel a single tear fall down your cheek.
"Get up." he commands. Your brows furrow in confusion as you open your eyes and look up at him.
"Do not make me repeat myself." he says sternly.
You slowly get up and face him. Your neck slightly craned up from his imposing height, to meet his gaze.
“Here. Change in the bathroom. I will be waiting. There is much to discuss.”
You stare at him quizzically, brows furrowing in confusion. What is going on? In your confused and shocked state, you grab the clothes he has outstretched to you and walk to the bathroom. You look at your reflection, your bruises and cuts are gone but the look in your own eyes surprises you. Apathy. You realize you feel nothing, you care for nothing anymore.
Sighing heavily, you throw on the green pyjamas he provided. They are clearly too big for you, but you manage to tighten the shorts as much as possible around your frame with an elastic and the short-sleeve shirt cascades down to your knees.
What will he do to me? Fear courses through you, adrenaline kicks in and you start flinging the cabinets open.
There has to be something in here, please. Your breathing is heavy as you shakily throw things around until you spot the scissors and snatch them.
This is it. Do I do it? I can’t win against him. He’s a god for fuck’s sake! This is my only chance to escape. I know what he is capable of, he will hold me hostage and bend me at his will. I would rather die than let that happen again. I’ll be damned before I let a man control me again.
Your back is facing the door ,wrist outstretched as you raise the scissors. As you begin to lower them towards your wrist, you feel a strong hand grab onto yours, stopping it mid-air.
Suddenly you’re spun around and pinned against the wall, facing the king.
You stare into his eyes and notice the shocking swirl of emotions in his bright emerald eyes as they bore into yours. You don’t understand what it is. It looks like hurt?
His nostrils are flaring, his hand harshly holding yours above your head.
You gulp heavily. Suddenly aware of your proximity to him, your chest only inches apart.
“Drop it.” He commands.
You’re breathing heavily out of… fear? Adrenaline?
Before you can decipher your emotions you feel his hand place pressure over yours as your hand reflexively opens and the scissors scatter across the tile.
“You forget I am a God. I see all, I hear all, I know all.” He says, leaning in closer.
You realise there is no way out. Might as well go out with a bang.
“Do you? Hear all? See all? Know all? Almighty god”. You see his eyes flash and a smirk form across his face.
“Watch your mouth, maid.” He hisses.
“Or what?” you challenged. “You’ll kill me? Throw me to the dungeons? Be my guest. I’ll just try killing myself again until I succeed. I don’t care about this world, it has brought nothing but pain into my life. I don’t care what you do to me, but I’ll be damned before I let another man control me. God or not.” You say through gritted teeth.
He sees your eyes flash with emotions you can’t place.
There she is. Loki thinks to himself.
“I have more fitting plans for a woman such as yourself.” He says as he backs away from you, dropping your hand.
“Try that again, and I won’t stop you.” He says sternly.
“Is that supposed to be a threat? Sounds like a gift to me. By all means…. Please don’t, your highness…” you say as you mockingly curtsy to him.
His grits his teeth as he corners you against the wall once again. His hands begin to glow green.
Momentarily, your eyes flash with fear, then amazement. You turn your head and admire the glow.
“Let me reiterate.” His voice, breaks you from your trance as you look up at him again. He approaches you even closer, your chests barely inches apart.
“Try that again, and I’ll make you wish you were truly dead. Don’t push your luck.” He threatens.
You gulp heavily.
You see satisfaction cross his features as he realizes he has won this argument. He backs away and looks you up down and nods with a smirk.
“Now, as I said, we have much to discuss.” He steps to side and to the bedroom with one arm. You sigh heavily, defeated and with no other choice, you make your way out of the bathroom.
Fucking prick.
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Thor: It’s something called Braxton-Hicks contractions
Loki: Oh god, its no big deal. Most women don’t even feel them
Bucky and Y/n and the same time: Ok, no uterus, no opinion
Bucky and Y/n: *high five each other*
Peter: *plays the THIS IS MODERN FEMINISM TALKING audio
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Daddy Frost Giant-Loki
(This is a Dd/Lg story that I wrote Years ago! I figured I would post it since someone asked for Loki)
To say I was tired would be an understatement, I was exhausted in every way physically possible, I never imagined being an Avenger would be so draining. Ever since Ultron we don't have as many high priority cases but the ones we have are insane. I had just had the pleasure of meeting Spider-Man for the first time when I helped him stop someone from stealing one of Tony's planes, I was the only one who ever answered the phone to him so I was the only one to help him, much to my boyfriends annoyance.
"Are you okay? You were gone for a very long time Princess." Loki swept me up into his arms and held me almost painfully tight, though I've gotten used to it.
"I'm fine, I promise. Just a few bumps and bruises...and a possible concussion in a plane crash." I cringed back, waiting for him to explode and he looked ready to but stopped, taking a deep breath as we had practiced. Loki isn't allowed on any jobs yet as none of the Avengers trust him and we had mutually decided not to try and force them, they'll get there eventually but until then...house arrest.
"Come let me look you over." He set me on the kitchen counter and did a once over of me with his magic, crinkling his nose up. "You have a concussion and 2 bruised ribs, you really need to be more careful Princess, I don't know what I would do without you." Loki loved me, more than he really did anyone but his mother (and secretly Thor) so he was overly protective sometimes.
"Don't you think you're worrying a little too much?" I giggled and he shook his head, sighing.
"Of course not, I love you, I never want my little princess to be in pain." He tucked my hair behind my ears and kissed me gently.
"I know Daddy, I love you too." I could have sworn I heard someone gasp but ignored it when I saw no one and kissed him again.
"Come darling, lets get you in bed, you need your rest." I nodded, allowing him to do as he pleased, knowing I would not win an argument when I was injured. He lifted me from the counter and carried me upstairs quickly, changing me into my footie pajamas and getting me comfortable in bed after a hot shower.
"Snuggle me Daddy!" I insisted and he grinned, we usually stayed in his room, him loving it really cold which is why I have so many blankets in there, but in my room he usually just slept in his underwear, which I can't say I didn't enjoy.
"Always Princess, you know that. Sleep little one, only then will your body heal itself, I shall use as much of my magic as I can to help." He kissed my head before I burried my face into his chest making him chuckle. "Goodnight Princess, Daddy loves you."
"I love you too-" yawn. "-Daddy." I drifted off contently that night in his arms feeling safer than I've ever been.
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I sat with Daddy on the couch watching the TV the next day and I couldn't shake the feeling that people were staring at me, namely Tony. "What's wrong Tony?" I asked, never looking away from the movie, though Daddy did, glaring at him.
"What? Nothing, nothing at all...princess." I cringed at the nickname but didn't really pay him any mind until I heard whispering.
"Tony, if you don't stop looking at Y/n I'm going to start thinking you have a crush on her." Steve joked, he never could whisper well, but Tony could, meaning I didn't hear what he said, but it must have been something to make the Captain spit his coffee across the table. "WHAT?!" Tony just nodded but Loki glared harder, noticing I had jumped, not enjoying loud noises all that much. Steve waved awkwardly as Bruce sat down with them with the paper and not a moment later tore it down the middle.
"Okay, what is going on with you guys?!" I exclaimed but they all shook their heads and shrugged.
"Nothing Y/n...anything new with you?" Steve asked and Bruce smacked his arm.
"Leave her alone." He demanded, standing up and leaving the room, confusing me yet again.
"Come along y/n, its clear the idiots are having some kind of meeting." Loki teased, pulling me out and onto the patio where we watched over the edge at the cars for a little while, just talking. "Be careful at the edge Princess, don't fall." His arm was around my waist and I knew me being up this high made him nervous. When he had attacked New York he pushed me off of the building himself and since we had gotten together it had been a problem for him.
"I'm fine Daddy, I promise." He noticed me shiver a few minutes later and knew his body heat (or lack there of) wasn't helping me.
"Let's get you warmed up, I'll make you your favorite hot chocolate." I grinned, beginning to bounce my way inside only to see everyone now crowded around the table. Tony and Steve were still there, Bruce had come back, Hawkeye and Natasha were there as well as Vision, Wanda, and Pietro, Thor was just walking in the front door. They all stared at us and I stepped sideways away from them and towards the kitchen, the glared that is permanent on Loki's face to everyone but me was staring holes into all of them. We were halfway through making the hot chocolate when the kitchen door opened and Loki was lifted into the air.
"Thor No!" Tony shouted but my Daddy was already being crushed.
"Congratulations brother! I am saddened that I am the last to hear of your courtship with Lady Y/n however I am very happy for you!" I was lifted next and felt my back crack as he hugged me.
"Too tight big guy!" I shouted and he eased up, daddy pulling me back into his arms.
"Be careful with her brother, she is sensitive!" I heard Tony snort and everyone looks over at him.
"I've watched the girl get shot, point blank, and not flinch, she is anything but sensitive." The others chuckled as well and I was trying to hide my tears as I tried snapping myself out of my little space that I was so comfortably in.
"Have care how you speak metal man, make her shed another tear and those words will be your last." He growled, pulling me close and kissing my head.
"Can anyone else explain this weirdness?!" Steve shouted and Wanda raised her hand.
"I believe Y/n is a little. Littlespace is a mindset in which an adult regresses into a carefree, responsibility free state of mind. An adult in littlespace often involves a caregiver, someone to engage in activities some may view as childish, some even participate in sexual interactions while in littlespace. I'm going to guess the caregiver in this situation is Loki as you heard her call him Daddy, a very common name for a Dom in this kind of relationship." Everyone was staring at her like she had grown a second head but she shifted behind Vision slightly and I smiled at the action.
"So you like it when she acts like a kid?" Tony asked and Loki scoffed.
"I enjoy caring for her in the most basic of ways, any way she needs."
"So you two are in an actual relationship? This isn't just a kink thing is it?" Natasha asked and I shook my head.
"What is a kink thing?" Loki whispered, Asgard had a lot of different terms for things than we do.
"I'll tell you later, it's not bad. Yes, we are in a relationship, will someone please hand me my coco now?" Daddy smiled and mixed it for me, dropping in 8 tiny marshmallows just how I like it and I swung my legs happily.
"Careful Princess, it's hot." I nodded and once again everyone was looking at us like we were aliens...well me I suppose since my boyfriend technically is.
"And you're okay with this?" Hawkeye asked Thor who was grinning widely.
"Clearly it is more common on Asgard, I am happy to see my brother with someone to take care of. Congratulations, we shall now, as Jane says, double date." I giggled as daddy groaned.
"Very well brother, can we please retire now, I believe my Princess is tired." It wasn't really a question, more of an announcement as he lifted me, careful of my hot chocolate and his iced coffee (he hates hot drinks), and began walking to the stairs.
"Wait, I have more questions...a lot more." Tony shouted and I chuckled.
"Google it Tony, goodnight."
"Your friends are exhausting." He told me, helping me into my pajamas and wrapping me in blankets as we were in his room for the night.
"They're your friends too now Daddy, you know Pietro and Vision are growing on you, you even like Bruce. Others may take longer...Clint for example and for obvious reasons, but don't deny it." He rolled his eyes and admitted defeat as he crawled in next to me, holding me as I sipped my drink, eventually taking it away when I drifted off on his chest, the happiest possible place for me to be.
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Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Fem!Reader, Some Thor x Fem!Reader
As a young princess of Astoria, you're introduced to the two princes of Asgard. Although love blooms with one of the princes, destiny takes an unexpected turn as you become betrothed to the other. But your intricate dance of love and royalty shatters when the TVA intervenes, ripping you away from everything you hold dear, and plunging you into the bewildering realms of time and existence.
Warnings: Language Warning! NSFW (18+) Sexual Content! Violence!
one: 𝓣𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓜𝔂 𝓗𝓪𝓷𝓭
two: 𝓣𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓜𝔂 𝓦𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓮 𝓛𝓲𝓯𝓮, 𝓣𝓸𝓸
three: 𝓕𝓸𝓻 𝓘 𝓒𝓪𝓷❜𝓽 𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓹
four: 𝓕𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓲��𝓰 𝓘𝓷 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮
five: 𝓦𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓨𝓸𝓾.
six: 𝓘 𝓗𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓓𝓲𝓮𝓭 𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓓𝓪𝔂
seven: 𝓦𝓪𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓕𝓸𝓻 𝓨𝓸𝓾
eight: 𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓓𝓸𝓷❜𝓽 𝓑𝓮 𝓐𝓯𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓭
nine: 𝓘 𝓗𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓭 𝓨𝓸𝓾
ten: 𝓕𝓸𝓻 𝓐 𝓣𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓨𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼.
I DO NOT OWN MCU OR ITS CHARACTERS. I ONLY OWN THE OC’s.
(Completed February 14, 9:00 pm est)
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Long Live The King. Masterlist-
Pairing: King Jotun Loki x Asgardian Female reader
Warnings: assassination attempt, forced imprisonment, torture, enemies to lovers, slow burn, eventual smut, 18+, minors dni, will update as series progresses!!
Summary: alternate universe au, Odin never took Loki, he ascended the throne of Jotunhiem. You are an assassin sent by Odin to murder him, leaving the throne vacant as Loki has no heirs. But you are caught and imprisoned. The longer you are there, you begin to realize Loki isn't who you thought he was.....
A/n- graphics by @harlequin-hangout. Images not mine, found on Google. Middle picture created by Salman Artworks. < that link takes you to their Facebook page.
Part One
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Part Five
Part Six
Part Seven
Part Eight
Part Nine
Part Ten
Part Eleven
Part Twelve
Part Thirteen (final)
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The T. Swift Project
Song: I Knew You Were Trouble
Pairing: Loki x Asgardian!reader
Warnings: 18+, minors dni! I honestly don't think there's much to look out for in this one. If I do miss something, I apologize in advance but you are responsible for what you read.
You meet the Prince of Mischief at a ball and you couldn't deny the attraction that was was there; at least, you thought there was.
When he got you along, he whisked you away and pulled out all of the tricks to woo you.
You fell for him that night and fell hard.
However, you should've known better than to fall in love with a trickster because by the end of the week, he was already gone and was acting like he didn't care.
A few weeks passed and you couldn't help but wonder if any of it meant anything to him. You stewed on it constantly.
You guess you only had yourself to blame for falling so quickly for someone who apparently didn't care.
You were just a new notch in his Asgardian leather belt and nothing more.
The saddest fear crept in as you realized that he never loved you and now, you were lying on the cold hard ground trying to get over him.
All you could do now was put shame on yourself because you knew when your eyes met from across the ballroom that he was going to be trouble.
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The Witch and The Winter Soldier (Bucky Barnes x Reader)
(Credits to GIF owner)
A/N 1: Hey guys! This has been in my drafts for so long. Although it's only 2.1k words, there is so much going on in this story, so I basically thinking about making this a serie. But instead of a complete serie, I'm thinking something like a sitcom. Like it's a world that you are the main character but every part will have a different adventure, I hope I'm clear lmao let me know what you think please!!
A/N 2: These events happen between Civil War and Ragnarok. They pretty much happen at the same time but I changed it a little so it could fit what's in my mind! So basically Ragnarok will happen later after this story. Okay? Okay!
A/N 3: Please bare with my grammar mistakes, English is not my first language!
WC: 2.1k+
Warnings: Mention of trigger words, Bucky being depressed, mention of HYDRA, let me know if I missed any!!
Bucky and Steve landed in Wakanda, relieved to be in a safe haven after their harrowing escape from the US government. Steve had told Bucky that he had a friend in Wakanda who could help him get back on his feet, and now it was time to make good on that promise.
Even though, Shuri ensured them they can help him, it was obvious it was going to take a lot of time. Meanwhile he would need to be put in cryo. Steve didn't want that. He didn't want to see Bucky suffer any more longer.
"No other way? Are you sure about that?" Steve asked Shuri.
Shuri knew Steve was worried about his friend. "I'm sorry Captain Rogers, I'm afraid I can't work as fast as I can with a fully functional brain. It needs to be calm so I don't do any mistake."
While Steve considered his options, Bucky was trying to convince himself everything would be okay. It was not HYDRA, he was in Wakanda and after he was put in cryo, he would wake up as a different man.
"I don't trust myself Steve," he said with a broken tone. "If it's the only way, I accept what it requires."
Steve knew that look. He wasn't sure so he didn't just want to accept and then it hit him. "What if I said I know a friend who could actually help us? She is a powerful witch and extremely experienced. I'm sure she would accept to help you," Steve said, hoping he would accept.
"Why would she want to help me?" Bucky asked, sounding even more hopeless.
"You'll understand when you see her."
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You, Y/N Odinsdottir Heladottir, were one of the strongest witch in nine realms. You didn't have a father. Your mother Hela, created you from the souls that Asgard lost during battles and Yggdrasil gave you life. You became the goddess of reality. Your powers were raw and unlimited, that's why Hela wanted to train you as fast as possible so you could be a strong warrior among her side for the throne. After Odin banished Hela from Asgard, he took you as his own daughter and Frigga announced you to Thor and Loki as their sister.
Loki adored you immediately. He knew you were special and promised himself, he would do anything to protect this little angel that is his new sister. He could feel your magic. He made a mentally note to train you when you grow up.
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"I think, she is the goddess of reality, which I don't know what it means, but she was trained to read and control minds. I don't exactly know the limit of her powers but she is a strong one Buck," Steve said hoping he would calm down a little.
"You said she can read minds, I don't want a stranger to see horrible things I've done. What if she saw them and refuse to help me?" Bucky said panicking. He had a chance to get rid of his past but the thought of being rejected made him anxious more than he already was.
"I tell you she's not like that, don't you trust me?" Steve seemed a little heartbroken.
"Don't get me wrong, I knew we were best friends, brothers actually but I don't exactly remember those days Steve. I don't feel that kind of trust just yet," Bucky admitted and just wanted to slap himself. "Why the hell I said that, what is wrong with you? Now he won't help you," he thought.
"Just say yes and she'll be here in no time I promise. I always keep my promise, Buck."
"Okay. I-I want to meet her."
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"Look I'm not an expert on Asgard but we look like bunch of punks, Steve."
For the last 5 minutes, Steve were yelling your name to the sky, hoping you would hear and come. While he was trying, T'Challa approached to them.
"There is a woman in Shuri's lab, asking for you Captain Rogers. She said you called her," the king said, trying to hide his laugh. "She came from the sky, I thought you brought war to us," he joked.
"I would never do that your highness," Steve laughed. "Come on Buck, let's not keep her waiting, she is a little impatient."
"Is that why we have been yelling to the air last couple of minutes?"
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"Your technology is impressive comparing to the rest of the world!" you cheered when Shuri showed off her gadgets to you. You both immediately got along well. She spilled the beans about why Steve called you. You suggested to do everything together with Shuri, using your magic and her technology.
"Thank you, thank you princess Y/N. Your magic is quite killer as well," she smiled widely. "Oh, here comes the white boys!" she called.
"I feel like we always meet in extreme circumstances," Steve smiled and hugged you tightly. "How are you, Y/N?"
"I've had better days, unfortunately we lost Loki a while ago, during a war," you said trying to hide your pain.
"We didn't have great memories with him but I know you loved him, I'm sorry for your loss," he patted your back.
You looked behind him and saw a brunette overthinking about everything and a chaos in his mind. You didn't want to just invade his brain but his thoughts were extremely loud so you wanted to help him. "Hi, I'm Y/N," you offered your hand to shake which he gladly took.
"I'm Bucky," he said nervously. He was sure you were the most beautiful woman he had ever laid his eyes on. You blushed lightly and when he realised, he was sure you read his mind. That made him blush too.
There was a thick tension between you, you were sure Shuri and Steve were trying to hide their laughs but you didn't care. "Shuri told me why you needed me, so when do we start?" you cheered, looking at Bucky with big eyes.
"You want to help me?" Bucky said, his eyes filled with hope. "Yes, of course Bucky! I'll do anything I can," you offered him a warm smile. He smiled back, already feeling better.
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"You are in pain Bucky, I can feel that," you stopped with magic. Last few months have been hard on Bucky. He had to remember every single thing HYDRA had done to him and getting rid of those memories' chains. You didn't even made him remember what he had done to people but even this part were really painful to him.
"I can take it, please continue," Bucky nearly begged you. You were sure he couldn't take it anymore without going crazy so you wanted to stop a little until he feels better again.
"How about I tell you another story of my life in Asgard while you rest? I promise we'll continue then," you offered him a smile, put your hand on his shoulder to ensure him that you are here.
You've been doing this for a long time, whenever he felt overwhelmed, you stopped what you're doing and helped him relax while you told him stories about Asgard. You told him about the palace, the Valkyrie, your mom and dad, your brothers, Thor and Loki and Heimdall. He loved those stories. Every time you tell him, he learned something about you. You were so close with Loki and your mom, Frigga. Odin favoured Thor, that's why you always felt left out. From the colour you loved the most to the planet you loved to be in, he learned every little thing about you.
"That sounds good," he smiled back and laid down.
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"Loki! Look how fast I am!" You shouted at your brother while riding a horse.
"Be careful my love, you might fall." Loki watched you closely. You were his soft spot. You were sure no one would love you more than he does.
"My children, it's almost time for dinner." Frigga called you both from balcony.
"We're coming mot-" he was interrupted by your scream.
"Loki!" His eyes filled with horror when he saw you crying on the ground, holding your knee. He ran to you so fast and leaned over.
"Hey hey, shh. Calm down pumpkin it's okay. I'm here, you're fine. How did you fall?" He smoothed you.
"S-she saw a snake and scared." You hugged him tight.
"I'll pick you up now and we'll see Eir, alright?"
"O-okay"
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"And then father forbade him to see me again."
"But you didn't listen," Bucky laughed.
"Of course we didn't," you smirked.
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"I want to see my brother!" You shouted with your lungs out crying.
"Thor is already here, Y/N."
"I want Loki!" you kept crying as loud as you can. You knew if you did your mother couldn't stand it anymore.
"Enough Y/N! I said you can't see Loki, he's dangerous! He couldn't protect you!" Odin shouted. You were shocked. Tears were flowing from your eyes but no words came out of your mouth.
"That's enough! You scared her enough. I'm taking her to her chambers," Frigga said to Odin, took you in her arms and left.
It didn't matter how much she soothed you, you refused to calm down. She could see you were exhausted but resisting to sleep.
"Oh my little peach, you really want Loki, don't you?"
You nodded your head vigorously, still crying. Frigga gently brushed your hair and wiped away your tears.
"I understand how you feel, my love. You and Loki have a special bond, and it's not fair for Odin to keep you apart. But you must trust me when I say that he's doing it to protect you," she explained softly.
"But why does he think Loki is dangerous?" you asked, sniffling.
"Your father has his reasons, but I believe that Loki is not the monster that Odin sees him as. He's your brother, and he loves you very much. I promise you, we will find a way to make things right."
Frigga held you close until you finally fell asleep. The next day, she called for Thor and told him to bring Loki to her chambers. When he arrived, she sat Loki down and spoke to him.
"My son, I know how much you love each other with your sister, and I can no longer stand to see you separated like this. Y/N is heartbroken without you, and I think it's time that you to understand the gravity of the situation," Frigga said, looking at him sternly.
"Odin believes that you are dangerous, and he's afraid that you might harm Y/N. But I know that you would never hurt your sister. However, you must promise me that you'll never put her in harm's way. Do you understand?"
Loki nodded solemnly, "I would never hurt her, mother. Ever," he felt offended a little. Frigga smiled at him.
"Good. Now go and make up for lost time, and be sure to never let anyone come between your bond as siblings."
You ran towards Loki as soon as he stood up, wrapping your arms around his waist tightly. Loki smiled down at you, and you knew that everything was going to be alright.
"No one is strong enough to break our bond, my little princess."
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"You really liked Loki then," Bucky asked, feeling a little jealous but covering it with a smile. He knew he shouldn't be jealous, Loki was your brother after all. But he kind of wanted that bond with you, maybe even more. He wanted to keep you on his side, protect you at any cost. Even though he knew, you were perfectly capable of protecting yourself, even more than he can but it didn't matter to him.
"You don't have to be jealous Bucky," you laughed. "Sorry, I didn't mean to read your mind, it's just, you were thinking too loud and I thought there was a chaos going on in your mind," you said blushing.
"It's okay and I-uh," he sighed, trying to collect his words. "I just like to spend time with you, I mean you are so good to me and you know I- I would like to spend more time with you, other than just you helping me with this trigger words. You know, ma-maybe we could go to beach and watch sunset like that," he couldn't believe himself and how he couldn't just shut up. He looked away, he didn't want to see rejection in your eyes.
"I think that would be lovely, maybe you'll tell me your stories in 40's? I shouldn't be the only story teller, should I?" you grinned cheek to cheek. Seeing him relaxed after your answer made you even more happier. "But first, let's get through with this session, shall we?"
"We shall, doll."
A/N: Like and reblogs are appreciated! Let me know if you want more of this series!
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Loki's Silent Sentry (Part 3)
Part 4 / Part 5 (Part 6 in progress)
Pairing: Loki x female reader (y/n)
Summary: You are not just a soldier in Asgard's Royal Army, you are Lieutenant Y/L/N, Prince Loki's personal guard, his sentry and you are not supposed to fall in love with him. If you followed your training properly, you should never have even spoken to him. As a sentry, you are expected to remain silent and invisible as you shadow your appointed member of the royal family or member of the court protectively throughout their daily tasks.
Rumors (that happen to be true) begin to circulate through the palace that you serve the younger prince of Asgard both outside and inside his chambers. There is little you can do once word of your off duty activities spread through every maid, cook, gardener and seamstress in the palace. You soon find even the soldiers in your own company are now questioning how exactly you had come to earn your seemingly quick rise to lieutenant.
As the annual Winter Solstice Ball approaches, you come to the heartbreaking realization that your relationship with Loki must come to an end if you are both to fulfill your duties.
Warnings: Angst, arguing, Thor trying to be a better brother, Odin being a terrible father
A/N: I know this was only supposed to be three parts but you guys know not to believe me when I say stuff like that lol... enjoy 💚
You close your eyes as he pulls you tighter to him, you are sure he can feel your heart pounding in your chest. "Are you really here?" you ask in a whisper. You fear he will vanish like one of his illusions the second you let go of him.
"I'm here my love," he reassures you. He kisses the top of your head and you look up at him. "Follow me," he says in a low voice.
You smile and nod without caring where you are going, you will always follow him anywhere.
He takes your hand and leads you into the room he came out of. You can see he has been busy with his magic, his abilities have always thrilled and impressed you. The magically altered office is twice as large inside as it should be and is an exact replica of his chambers. You look around in awe and can't help but wonder if this isn't an illusion but one of his transportation spells.
He smiles with pride at your reaction and puts his arm around your waist, pulling you close to him again.
"How did you do all of this?" you ask. "Its amazing... you're amazing," you tell him as you turn in his arms to face him.
"I'm afraid the young corporal spent has a large portion of her time this week dutifully guarding my empty office," he jokes and you laugh with him.
"Gods, is that why you requested a new sentry?" you ask.
He smiles mischievously, "Sergeant Tones paid far too much attention to my comings and goings." He strokes your cheek slowly and says, "Now, enough about them," he leans down to kiss your lips and you kiss him back, gripping the fabric of his shirt. Without breaking the kiss, he waves his hand slightly and your armor suddenly vanishes. You smile against his lips, feeling the added weight disappear and his hands rest on the back of your shirt.
You look up at him and say, "I've missed you so much. Did your mother tell you?"
He nods and takes your hand, leading you to the sofa where you sit close together, his arm around your waist and your hand on his knee. "She told me," he answers. "There are only two people in this world I have ever been able to confide in, you and my mother." He pauses for a moment then says, "After you left the throne room, my mother and I went to her private library. I needed her to know how much I care for you, how much you mean to me. I was still afraid my father would find a reason to send you away somewhere but she promised me she would protect you."
"She's been very kind to me," you tell him, smiling to reassure him that you are okay. "You're very lucky to have a mother like her."
He nods in agreement but you can see something is weighing him down. "Loki, what's wrong?" you ask in a worried tone.
"I hate this," he says after a moment. "I hate not being able to see you and when I do, I'm barely allowed to look at you. I hate being able to give you orders but not speak to you. I hate having to pretend that you mean nothing to me. I don't know how much longer I can stand to be without you."
You kiss him and you feel him relax slowly in your arms. "Our passing moments together will never be enough for me but I promise you, I savor every second I see you or hear your voice," you tell him.
He smiles at your response then you can see his attention shift and he says, "I need to tell you something."
"You can tell me anything," you remind him.
"Your paperwork for the transfer wasn't denied... I never submitted it to your captain," he admits, "And I was never going to."
You look at him in shock and he continues.
"I'm so sorry I lied to you. I know it was wrong and I swear on all the Gods that I've never lied to you before but... I just couldn't let you leave me," he says, you can hear the worry in his voice.
You can't help but let out a laugh and he shifts uncomfortably. "I'm sorry," you smile but he still looks concerned. "A part of me was desperately hoping you would somehow delay the transfer. I never wanted to leave you," you admit. "I was a fool for thinking if we were apart, I would be able to move on."
He smiles and kisses you again, his hands traveling up and down the back of your thin shirt. "Stay here with me tonight," he says between kisses. He doesn't say it as a prince ordering his sentry but you obey his request without a second thought.
You stand quietly in front of the queen's office, eagerly awaiting the end of her current meeting. She had informed you this morning that her last meeting was going to be with her youngest son. You couldn't wait to see him, even though you knew it would be brief and he would be unable to speak to you. Any second you saw him outside of the time the two of you stole was appreciated greatly.
It is almost three months since your new Sunday night routine with Loki began. He would slip through the palace with ease after he dismissed his sentry for the night and you would take a left at the top of the stairs after his mother released you.
While hidden away, surrounded by his illusion, the two of you could pretend everything was perfect. You love him with all of your heart and he loves you back just as fiercely. He would kiss you and hold you and tell you that you were his but the moment the sun came up, everything would change. You always did your best to hold back your emotions as you put your armor on and returned to your silent duties.
It devastated you every time you needed to leave him but you kept your pain to yourself. You were afraid to ruin the small window of time you had with wishes and false hope that things could somehow be different.
You follow the queen as she moves gracefully through the long marble halls of the palace, her dress flowing around her. You groan internally when a third council member stops to greet her, delaying your arrival at the prince's office yet again. She nods politely at his failed attempt at what you assume was a joke and kindly excuses herself.
After what seems like hours, you finally you turn the corner and his office is in sight, your heart races knowing you will see him even if it is just for a moment.
You can see his young sentry leaning against the wall behind her and remember how heavy your armor was when you first started. She hears you approaching and stands at attention. You signal for her to knock and announce the queen's presence which she does quickly, it is easy to see how nervous she is. You can't fault her for being anxious around the royal family, especially when you are terrified of the king and less than fond of the older prince.
The door opens and you hold back the smile that tries to slip free when he steps out into the hall. "Hello mother," he smiles at her and she embraces him.
"Good luck with your meeting," she says after taking a step back.
You look between the queen and Loki in shock when you realize she is talking to you. "I'm sorry your highness?" you say quietly.
"Prince Loki has something to discuss with you, Lieutenant Y/L/N. Corporal Glasgow will be temporarily assigned to me for the remainder of the day," she says.
You and the corporal exchange a quick look with a mix of surprise and confusion. It was not protocol to simply switch sentries, especially in the middle of a shift but neither of you were in a position to question the queen. The new guard bows to Queen Frigga and Prince Loki, then without another word they leave the way you came.
You find yourself standing in front of Loki, completely alone and unsure why. It was only Tuesday, had something happened that couldn't wait until Sunday? Your mind suddenly races with all the horrid things that keep you awake at night. Had someone discovered the two of you have been sneaking off together? Were you being sent to a post far from the palace? Had he finally gotten engaged to a woman his father and the kingdom would approve of? Both Loki and the queen were far too calm for any of these to be true but you couldn't push the thoughts away.
He motions for you to follow him and you close the door upon entering his office. Your fears subside momentarily when Loki pulls you into his arms. You close your eyes tightly as he whispers, "I have news."
"Good news or bad?" you ask hesitantly, pulling away slightly but his arms hold you to him.
He smiles in response, "Very good news my love." He takes your hand and the thoughts that had been swirling around your mind fade in an instant. "Come, let me show you," he says, you can hear the joy and excitement in his voice as he leads you through his office.
He pulls out the leather chair behind his large desk, "Sit." You pause before doing as he asks, sometimes it was hard to break protocol even when you were with Loki. You had never sat on this side of his desk before and hadn't realized that until this moment.
"Relax," he says with a light laugh. "I promise you, no one will barge in and find you sitting here."
"Sorry," you let out a nervous laugh. "I guess I'm still a bit worried that your father will banish me to Migard or somewhere."
He kneels next to you and takes your hand. "I would never let him send you away, you know that right?" he asks.
You nod, "I know." You clear your throat, pushing away that fear and ask, "What did you want to show me?"
He smiles so wide you can't help but smile in response. He gets up quickly and grabs the large book on his desk, picking it up he places it right in front of you. "What is this?" you ask, opening the cover. "Asgardian Marriage Law..." you read the cover slowly. "Loki, what-" you start to ask.
"I found it," he is too excited to let you finish your question.
You look at him for a moment, unsure what he is talking about when suddenly it clicks. "You found... you found a loop hole?" you ask, your heart beating faster.
He nods quickly and he repeats, "I found it."
You pace anxiously outside of the throne room, your heart pounding in your chest as you wait for the grand council to convene. "Please stop, Y/N," Loki says as he leans on the wall across from the tall doors. "You are making me dizzy."
"Sorry," you walk over to him. "I'm just nervous. What if he says no? What if he gets angry again?" It was only a day ago when Loki spoke to you in his office but in that short time, your mind had invented hundreds of scenarios that filled you with dread.
Loki seems quite the opposite, he has never been more sure of anything as he holds his research calmly. He extends his free hand and you take it, "Y/N, if I know my father as well as I think I do, he will say no and he will be angry."
"That is not making me feel better," you frown but he chuckles.
"Do not give up on me now," he says. "I told you I will find a way to make you mine and I intend to keep that promise."
You smile at his words and move closer but before you can kiss him the large doors to the throne room are swung open. You pull away from Loki and swallow hard as your nerves ramp up again. He keeps hold of your hand and leads you into the throne room.
The room comes alive around you as the council members that line the room begin to whisper frantically to each other but you pay no attention to them. Your eyes are fixed on Odin, sitting atop the tall throne at the rear of the room. Frigga stands to his right and Thor, in his full dress uniform to his left. Loki squeezes your hand tighter and you are unsure if he is trying to calm you or himself.
The two of you come to a stop at the base of the stairs leading to the throne and Odin holds up a hand to silence the council. Loki bows briefly out of respect for his parents and you kneel as you've been trained.
After a moment or an eternity, you can't tell, Odin says, "Rise".
You stand but keep your head down slightly, knowing Loki is the one who needs to address the council. You are simply here because he wanted you to be, but this isn't where you belong and you know that.
"Why did you call for the grand council to meet?" Odin asks and you look at Loki who gives you a small smile before facing his parents.
"I've called you all here to discuss the marriage requirements for the second child of the king," Loki says.
"The laws are the same for all children of the crown," an older man to your left calls out. The crowd mumbles amongst themselves in agreement but Odin holds his hand up again.
Loki continues, "I am not speaking about the laws that my older brother is meant to follow. Prince Thor is heir to the throne, the next king of Asgard but I am not on the same path."
A few more hushed whispers are heard but it doesn't stop Loki. "There is no argument that the heir must marry someone who is of a certain status and has the approval of the grand council as well as the king and queen," he says and Thor nods, knowing that is his fate. "What I am bringing to the court's attention is that the rules for the second child, the spare, are not the same," he pauses for a second, "And they never were."
The council members all begin talking at once, denying Loki's claim that he is not to be held to the same rules as Thor. The throne room fills with voices and Loki looks around as if he is becoming lost. You squeeze his hand to get his attention and when he looks at you, you reach up and kiss his cheek. You know you shouldn't but he needs to know you support and believe in him.
As soon as your lips touch his cheek, he smiles but Odin stands up, causing the whole room to go silent in an instant. The queen gently places her hand on his arm and he slowly sits without saying a word but it is obvious your display of affection for Loki is not appreciated. After a moment, he waves for Loki to continue.
Loki takes a deep breath and begins where he left off, "I am not suggesting that the second son or daughter of the royal family is free to many anyone. I am merely stating that the rules are not the same for the heir as they are for additional children."
"And what are the requirements for the son who is not the heir?" Thor asks, you are surprised that he genuinely sounds curious.
Before Loki can answer, a woman you always found especially condescending says, "Does it matter? This soldier will never meet them."
Laughter spreads through the council and you look down at your boots as you feel your face flush. Loki squeezes your hand again and you look up, raising your head high.
"I would like to know, that is why it matters," Thor says simply and the laughter stops. He offers his younger brother an encouraging smile, "Continue, please."
Loki answers Thor's question, "The council is of course aware of the numerous rules that surround choosing a spouse for the heir, but the rules for the second son or daughter in the royal family are the same as those written for the children of council members."
Several low whispers begin to fill the room but Loki keeps talking over them. "It is true," he looks at you briefly before turning back to his parents. "Lieutenant Y/L/N does not currently have the rank to become my wife but in a few short years, she will."
"This can not be true," a voice off to your right says.
"It is, I am allowed to marry a soldier from an established military family who is ranked captain or higher. Y/N's family has served Asgard for generations, several members of her immediate family are high ranking officers in our army or royal guard and she is only one rank shy of becoming a captain herself," he explains.
The whispers become louder until the council members are shouting amongst themselves. A few voices in favor of acknowledging the forgotten rule rise above the others and you dare for a moment to feel excited.
Odin raises his hand for silence once again and your heart sinks. He looks at his youngest son then at you and you can see in his eyes he is not convinced even though it seems some of the council is shifting their opinion.
"I wish to see this rule," Odin says. Loki nods and holds out the leather bound book he is holding. A young council clerk walks between members of the crowd to Loki. Loki opens the book, pointing to the page he marked and hands it to the clerk who delivers it to the king. Odin sits quietly, reading the passage again and again.
Loki looks down at you and smiles but you can tell he is as nervous as you feel. "It's going to be ok," you whisper.
"I love you," he whispers back.
Before you can tell Loki you love him as well, you hear Odin stand from the throne. He holds the book open, looking down at the page at if it offends him. "This was clearly a mistake," the king insists, still looking down. "One which I intend to correct immediately," he says, looking up at you and Loki.
He rips the page from the book and crumples it in his hand, you can barely believe your eyes. "Thank you for bringing this unfortunate error to the council's attention. From this day forth, all children of the crown, regardless of birth order, must follow the same strict rules for courting and marriage. Spouses will be chosen from the family's of the high court as they always have been," Odin proclaims. "Soldiers will continue to be ineligible for marriage to a person of royal blood, no matter their rank or lineage," he adds, making sure you will never be able to marry Loki even if you become a general in the future.
"No! He can't do this," you think angrily. Your mind is spinning and your heart races. How could he take this away from his own son.
"You dare to tell me what I can and can not do!?" the king asks in a booming voice and you suddenly freeze.
You look at Loki, his eyes filled with fear and realize you didn't think that, you said it out loud. Odin slowly takes a step forward and you fight the urge to turn and run.
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