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pairing: loki laufeyson x gn!reader w. 2.2k genre: smut summary: it's finals week and both you and your grad student roommate are pushed to your wit's end. you get caught up in a moment of frustration together. warnings: college au, somewhat implied afab anatomy but no gendered terms used, stupid arguments. unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it, folks) a/n: for cinna, you dirty mf

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Finals week is nobody's favorite, least of all your own.

Work was piling up, due dates were fast approaching, you had to study for exams, and stress was growing exponentially. You couldn't move a muscle without reminding yourself of how much there was to do.

It didn't make it any better that your roommate was snappy. Loki was an... eccentric personality. However, his confident demeanor had turned into backhanded remarks and annoyed glances whenever you had the gall to speak to him. Whenever you were around him, it always felt like an inconvenience to his life.

You couldn't blame him for being stressed. He was in a graduate program and spending half of his days doing TA work. If your life was hard, you couldn't imagine the amount of deadlines he had to worry about. Quite frankly, you didn't want to.

That didn't make it any better, though. Loki was constantly complaining, making things intentionally harder than they needed to be. You weren't out to get him, but he certainly acted like it.

Things were obviously getting worse around the apartment. Other than his outbursts, you could see the disarray that was his bedroom. He was kind enough not to make dishes stack up, but his room was turning into a mess of clothes and papers covering the floors, bed unmade.

As the second half of finals week began, you were getting a bit worried. When he wasn't leaving the apartment to go to an exam, he was holed up in his room studying and grading tests.

You'd never been close, but you couldn't shake the feeling that he might need some help. So, you woke up on Thursday knowing both of your schedules were clear for the day in terms of exams. With the remaining motivation left, you got out of bed and made your way to the kitchen.

The plan? Make some breakfast for the two of you and see if you could make him feel a bit better. You grabbed what you needed for pancakes and got to work.

By the time you had pancakes cooking on the skillet, Loki appeared from his room. The bags under his eyes looked worse than usual and his hair was a mess.

"I'm making some pancakes, they'll be ready in a few minutes," You said.

He gave a small noise in response before turning around and starting to walk back to his room. As his sulking frame began to disappear towards the hall, you set the spatula down. "Not going to say anything? No 'thank you'?" You asked in a bit of disbelief.

"Why would you need me to thank you? Doing your good deed of the day not enough to make you feel better?" Loki's voice was laced with snark.

The outright rude tone of his comment took you aback. You made sure to put the pancake onto a plate before it burned, turning your attention back to him. "Does it ever occur to you to show the slightest bit of kindness to other people?"

"Kindness," Loki scoffed, shaking his head as he leaned against the doorway from the hallway into the kitchen, "Is that what this is? Let me guess, you felt bad for me and wanted to cheer me up, is that it?"

You stared at him in disbelief. "Maybe I saw my roommate looking like a depressed hermit for the last two weeks and I wanted make something to make you feel better. Is that so bad?"

"You can stop pretending to be something you're not. Thinking you've fixed my problems won't make you magically feel better, either."

"Some pancakes aren't going to fix your problems, I just thought it'd be a nice gesture knowing you'd spend the day in your room working."

He took two steps forward into the kitchen, rolling his eyes. "God, you just feel the need to wedge yourself into my life, don't you? What, nobody else giving you enough attention that you have to bother me instead?"

You rolled your eyes, shaking your head. "That's rich, coming from the man who's only seen the sun long enough to get to campus for an exam. Sounds to me like you haven't interacted with a real person and you forgot how to be decent. Well, not that you ever have been."

Loki let out a taunting laugh, taking another step closer. You hadn't noticed, but you backed yourself against the counter as he approached. "Unlike you, I don't need other people's attention to live. I'm perfectly fine being myself."

"Like hell you don't," You straightened up, but still remained pressed against the counter, "You're so obsessed with making everyone around you feel lesser. You haven't been able to do that lately, so you decided to be a dick to me so you can get your rocks off."

"Excuse me?" Loki took another step forward, only a few feet separating the two of you, "You think I get off on the insolence of the other people around me? The way you think you can psychoanalyze me is pathetic, sweetheart."

You tried to move forward and get away from the counter, but he simply got closer and you couldn't find a good way out of where you were standing. "Oh, I know you do. You'll never be able to live until you have someone to torment with your bullshit."

"You're pathetic."

"Look in the mirror."

Maybe you should've realized just how close he was getting, pointing a finger in your face. You weren't sure who closed the distance, but through the anger all you wanted for him was to stop talking. With his lips against yours, you seemed to have solved the problem.

Your hands found the back of his neck, tangling into his black hair that desperately needed to be brushed. One of his was on your back, the other pressed flat on the counter top next to you and trapping you in.

It was rough and sloppy. He seemed desperate, open-mouthed kisses and slipping his tongue into your mouth without hesitation. He was obviously practiced, yet his care for making it tender and intimate was long gone.

Loki was insistent, pushing against you hard and pressing you into the hard countertop. His hips began to grind against your thigh, his breaths hard against your skin whenever you parted momentarily.

You pulled away from him for a moment, watching as he chased for you. "You're so fucking desperate," You chided, seeing his flushed face.

"Shut your mouth," Loki spat back, leaning forward and kissing down your jaw and onto your neck. He sucked marks onto your skin, leaving behind small bites as he worked his way down.

Your hand grasped his hair again as he worked down your neck to your collarbone. "What are we doing?" You asked breathlessly, but only heard a small, mumbled noise against your skin.

His touch was hot and needy, his hand snaking down your body and pushing past the waistband of your pajama pants. He parted from your reddened neck, looking at you for assent. You nodded, feeling his hand yank them down.

The pajamas hit the floor and Loki pressed his hips into your exposed ones, feeling him grind against you for any sort of friction. He notched his thigh between your legs, moving desperately against you. You could hear his breathing labored, shallow and fast as he sought any sort of feeling.

As good of a sight as it was, you needed more than just his thigh. Your hands hooked on his sweatpants, tugging at them. He seemed to get the hint, pulling them down and letting them join your own. He wore a pair of black boxers, although they left little to the imagination.

He was straining against the fabric, so you helped him get his boxers off as well, watching as they quickly joined the assortment of clothes on the kitchen floor. His hands found your waist, pushing you onto the counter.

He looked impossibly hard, leaking and yet waiting as he seemed to stop. "Can.. can I?"

"Yeah."

It was all you had to say before his hand found your thigh, moving it just enough to give himself access before pressing a finger against your entrance, slowly pushing it inside.

Although, he was obviously impatient. He worked his first digit in and out, curling it slightly to reach the sweet spot. Whenever he brought a sound out of you, you could see his grin as he pushed ever-so-slightly harder to hear more.

He added a second without warning, though with little issue. As you whined and your breath hitched, he smiled again. "You're liking this, aren't you?"

Trying to catch your breath enough to speak, you nodded. "You... know what you're doing."

It was true. He seemed practiced, knowing just how to move his fingers to make you feel good. Affirming his words seemed to give him a little more confidence, speeding up and moving with finesse.

As he was speeding up, he suddenly slowed down and pulled his fingers away, leaving you in need of more. You gave him a small frustrated look, but you felt something. Looking down, he had his cock pressed against your entrance.

"Do you want this?" He asked, half teasingly but still looking for your permission.

Sighing, you nodded. "Please."

It was a stretch as he pushed inside, slowly feeling him fill up far more than what his fingers had. Both of you had gasped, watching as he sucked air between his teeth from the feeling. The stretch wasn't exactly painful, but the discomfort was soon replaced with pleasure as he fully sank inside.

"Fuck," Loki muttered under his breath, "So good."

Grinning, you stabilized yourself on the counter. "Not so mouthy now, are you?"

Loki was caught off guard, overwhelmed by the feeling but he let out a laugh that got stifled by a low moan. "Do you ever stop getting on my nerves?"

"What's the fun in that?" You asked, but he began to move his hips and you couldn't be bothered to add any extra snide comments, overwhelmed by the feeling of him hitting deep inside.

Loki began with shallow thrusts, his expression flustered and letting out soft moans as he seemed to get it together. As he quieted down and seemed more confident, his movements were full and precise.

Once he got into a rhythm, you were grasping at his back as he picked up a consistent pace. The sound of your skin connecting began to fill the room as all you could think about was him. Standing in front of you, breathing heavy as he pressed his forehead against yours.

"So perfect," His voice was softer than before, though it carried a feeling of lust, "You're unbelievable."

His words were sweet like candy, your head in the clouds as they filtered in alongside the constant stream of pleasure. You simply grabbed at his shoulders and hair, trying to pull him impossibly closer.

The feeling came on quick, burying your face into his shoulder as you felt yourself tipping over the edge. You couldn't find the words before you came undone around him, the wave crashing hard. Loki seemed to feel it, having to slow down for a moment as he let out a whine.

"Not going to last like this," Loki admitted through deep breaths, his grip on your thigh tensing.

You nodded. Neither of you had gotten laid in long enough that the encounter was comparatively short. That didn't stop you from loving every second of it, watching as his breath became ragged and the movement of his hips became desperate and sloppy.

He sped up further, going fast enough that you had to tilt your head back and close your eyes, being met with his lips against your exposed neck as he chased his release. He faltered, pulling away as he quickly pulled out of you.

He desperately fucked into his hand, hardly having to move his wrist before he spilled into it, some of the mess hitting against your thigh.

"Fuck," Loki sighed, his breaths shaky as he regained his composure and began to come down from the feeling, "That was.. impeccable."

You couldn't help but let out a laugh. "That was insane."

"Gods," Loki looked at his hand in disgust before rushing over to the kitchen sink and vigorously washing it with soapy water, bringing back a washcloth to get rid of anything that landed on you.

After he had finished cleaning his mess, he stopped and stood in silence for a moment. "I... shouldn't have done that. Gotten upset."

"Over some pancakes? Probably not," You admitted, slowly getting off of the counter. You looked down at the pajama pants on the floor, but shrugged. You'd find something cleaner in a minute.

"It was incredibly irresponsible and stupid," Loki continued, shaking his head.

"It ended alright, though."

"Alright? That wasn't simply 'alright' to you, was it?" Loki looked at you in disbelief.

You shook your head. "No, no, it was great, you were great," You backtracked, "You just seemed a little.. on edge, is all. The sex was great, though."

Loki's ego seemed a bit bruised, but that made him look visibly more confident. "Well... I suppose I should go and shower, get a change of clothes."

"Yeah, of course," You nodded, "Do you want some pancakes, though? They might be a little cold."

He looked at you for a moment in confusion before a small smile came to his face. "That would be nice, yes."

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callmeraq · 8 months ago

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Im gonna rant about I Was The Final Boss as I analyze the characters everybody is not seeing the way the author intends to present them, and provide insight on Baphomet and Reaper's relationship.

I don't like how people are shitting on Baphomet's feelings towards Reaper.

Calling it sudden, ingenuine, out of nowhere.

It breaks my heart that people absolutely missed the point of his child-like smile in the first chapters when he finally felt human emotions.

That Baphomet had always been capable of so much more--why else would he have developed a consciousness when he was a Mob Monster, and climbed his way up the tower?

Why else does he feel so much emotions like rage when he realizes how weak he is? When people break his toys, people he's fond off in his own Baphomet way of being battle-crazed?

Why else does he seek life outside the tower--why else did he, with all his heart, wish to be human?

Baphomet has long since expressed humane characteristics even when he was a monster---it started with curiousity, envy, and then fondness.

I don't understand why he can't fall in love when he can feel anger for people in his own baphomet ways. (He remembered the crew that followed him around in the mines even if he didnt remember their names and took revenge. He cherishes the grannies in his neighborhood. He even thinks of Beelzebub as well, feeling partially responsible for the guy turning into a human child when it was indeed his own very selfish wish, and not the demon's.)

From the very start, ever since he questioned the status-quo and climbed the Abyssal tower to be its boss, he had already stopped being just a demonic beast shackled by the system.

Like a human, having free will and doing whatever the hell he wants---why wouldn't he also fall in love?

Remember that Baphomet is a demon beast that has long since stopped being JUST a beast, ever since he started fiddling with the damn smartphone in the tower and started listening to music and harboring interest in humans. He's actually not as incapable of these human emotions like love that people seem to think. Yes, even if he's battle-crazed---which is why I love his character actually, he's not just a protagonist in a box!

HIM, GOING THROUGH HUMAN EMOTIONS AND EXPERIENCES IS ONE OF THE MAIN POINTS OF THE STORY that you can DEFINITELY see the author put a lot of care and thought into showing.

Gradually learning empathy, which made him hesitate to kill loki. falling in love with a human who kissed him out of nowhere, and feeling his heart flutter at that, she occupies his thoughts and then seeks out to see what it's all about, only to be rejected--god, I loved that chapter. all of which he, too, criticizes himself for, but that's because---he's literally "human" now! He is no longer trapped in the tower, no longer shackled by his "base program" of "kill humans," and has free will and free thought, all of which he is discovering as we progress into the story!

It's literally just him, former demonic beast, being "human."

If his eyes can sparkle and marvel at the ocean when he first saw it, if he can take interest in games and love human food, while all the while being genuinely faithful and sincere towards his battle in life of being the strongest being in the world and uh, being obsessed with tearing limbs apart.. why can't he grow especially fond of a particular human and embrace the feelings that come with it?

He had great chemistry with Reaper---they were these polar opposites that you wouldn't begin to wonder why he'd be fascinated with her---because she didn't make sense, but Baphomet had always been curious, despite his deadpan and idgaf moments. She was comfortable to be around with, and she understood one thing about him best---that he was someone who didn't understand a lot of things, and she accepted that. Still got along with him well and NEVER held his ignorance against him.

There was also her recurring ideology---an understanding of demonic beasts being more than just creatures to kill, but creatures that can be reasoned with. Creatures with wills. Being treated like any other human, capable of evil? I cannot see how that isn't going to be interesting to Baphomet, and it had always shown how he considered her words and listened.

It may be questionable, as a thorough victim of the Gate Shock. Why doesn't she hate them? Why doesn't she despise them?

The thing is---in those moments of her trauma, and even as she lived on---Reaper despises herself the most.

How powerless she had been. Which is also why she kept emphasizing how strong Baphomet is.

To her, the one at fault wasn't the monsters who surrounded and killed everybody they touched.

It was also the hunter who took advantage of her mother and the granny. And of course .. her, who had no choice but to eat her mother's corpse to survive.

So I don't understand how people are missing this about Reaper.

I don't understand why Baphomet can't fall in love.

I don't understand why it's out of character, for this character who used to be just an entity programmed to only kill and be killed---who already went against that system and developed his own thoughts, opinions, and questions as a simple mob of a demonic beast---to develop romantic feelings towards the only person who showed him softness and intrigued him so.

I actually like that he instantly confronted his feelings once he knew what it implied, it's very in character of him to not be afraid of confrontation! It's very in character of him, to first be in denial, and then finally, follow his curiosity, never afraid, but cautious and curious.

SPOILERS AHEAD AS I CONTINUE TO YAP

That's what makes the season finale all the more painful, and while it upsets me for the author to suddenly spring unto us that Reaper had another personality within her that earned the name of being the Apostle of Gluttony---

(AN EDUCATED GUESS from Yeoruem completely being conscious as she asks him to save and kill him... There is A LOT MORE that happened to Reaper that, I think, just couldn't be fitted in the events of the finale, and is something to be thoroughly investigated in season 2.)

---who took the brunt of the trauma from the Gate Shock, and all the while have her instantly try to kill Baphomet.....

My guy didn't even have any moment to spare to know what's going on, just that he felt so betrayed, confused---why else did he instantly activate the code?

For that day, he lost his will to fight.

I'd like to think, the moment he was fighting her, that just like how he was able to see Loki's past, he watched her as well.

And understood that she had turned into a monster that needed to be killed, whose only salvation is death.

For his first fucking love to turn out like that, my heart breaks for him, and the fact that y'all don't see any of it at all. how this was a huge fucking slap to the face of his fate.

That even as a human, his fate is destined to be bloody.

That's what bothers me the most and I need people to know!!!! That Minu Cha!!! Baphomet!!!! Is not!!!!!! incapable!!!!! of developing feelings!!!!!! even if you headcanon!!!!!! him as ace!!!!!

Disliking him for being actually so human, to fall in love easily, how ironic when that's the story that people gloss over with how cool and merciless the author paints him to be most of the time.

After this though, love is gonna be the very last thing in his head.

But I hope, Reaper's death won't be in vain. I want her to taint him so much, the image of her, everything that she was, that she'd be like a stain in his red shirt.

I want to see her in the things he does, not just completely erased like this, and find out what in the ever living fuck happened to my girl.

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S.H.I.E.L.D. had been keeping tabs on her since she was in her early teens due to her father’s status in the agency. they knew she was a bright young girl & supported her education in hopes of someday using her cultivated knowledge as an asset. her usefulness proved helpful during “fury’s big week” when a mysterious relic was found in the middle of the desert near roswell, new mexico.

THOR (2011) › “Fury’s Big Week”

NIGHT 3 — recruited & assigned to the 0-8-4 (“satellite crash”) in new mexico DAY 4 — arrives at shield crater base camp in roswell, nm. studies mjolnir (& jane foster’s confiscated research.) NIGHT 4 — further researching, interrupted when thor raids the crater base camp. coulson interrogates thor, kara is there behind the scenes feeding him information about the norse god. DAY 5 — battle at puente antigue, shield cleans up after fight. NIGHT 5 — shield collects the destroyer DAY 6 — debriefing; coulson announces agency wide re-focusing towards extra terrestrial defense.

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kara is on the helicarrier after the avengers capture loki. thor takes loki from shield custody. he eventually returns loki to the helicarrier, where he is then imprisoned within a cage designed to hold bruce banner.

kara was already informed of fury’s intentions regarding the tesseract, aka the “phase 2” program to use the source to power advanced weaponry in response to the asgardian incident in new mexico. it is during an argument about fury’s intentions that clint barton (under loki’s control) and other soldiers working for loki attacked the helicarrier and crippled one of it’s engines.

after the battle of new york, kara escorts loki’s scepter to the iliad, where it is held in safe keeping in constant relocation around the world. meanwhile, it is noted that the tesseract was sent to asgard with loki. the scepter’s true location is classified information that very few agents know, due to lack of level clearance. agent palamas is then assigned primarily to the helicarrier to keep careful watch over the weapon.

THOR 2/AOS › CANON S1E1-S1E15 In theory, kara was on the Iliad until the coup and hydra takes over. see notes for ca:tws.

CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE WINTER SOLDIER takes place just before her capture by hydra. hydra takes over during this movie. agent alex depaul turns out to be a mole for hydra, and betrayed her and the rest of shield when he allowed hydra agents aboard the Iliad just before it was overthrown. alongside other loyal agents fighting for their cause, she helped take back the ship, protecting its assets and one particularly damning weapon hidden in its basement.

AGENTS OF SHIELD (S1E16-22) taken hostage by hydra from her shield safehouse. follows most of aos canon.

AGENTS OF SHIELD (S2E1-19) canon events, with my divergent boundary lines. BEYOND… kara wants nothing to do with shield in most cases, although I do have a few instances where she joins coulson’s team.

#✦ ・let future historians wonder — HEADCANONS.#timeline*#headcanon ⟜ intel confirmed ⟝

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sserpente · 3 years ago

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A/N: Requests from two anons! Have fun with this one, I went to Winter Wonderland in London a few days back and I was like… yeah. Imagine the fun you’d have with Loki there. I mean… that man could be a goofball if only you let him, fight me!

Words: 2244 Warnings: pure winter fluff at its finest

“Alright people, let’s go!” You drew the word out, rubbing your gloved hands together with a happy grin. Christmas was by far your favourite time of the year and this time, you had convinced Thor, Tony, Natasha and Bruce and, get this, Loki himself, to join you at the local Christmas fair. You’d drag them through the whole program: mulled wine, shopping for overpriced Christmas gifts, making them try typical Christmas market food and having them play those dovetailed games where you could win giant teddy bears. Perhaps they’d actually win given they were literal superheroes.

“You are not dressed warmly enough,” Loki said matter-of-factly. With a frown, he stared you up and down, eyeing your winter jacket and lack of a scarf. Your gloves were rather thin too but they would do the job.

“Oh, I’m fine, I don’t get cold that easily. We’ll be near lots of fireplaces and the mulled wine’s gonna give me that extra warmth kick!”

Loki didn’t seem too convinced but he let it slide. To be fair, you were surprised he cared in the first place. Ever since his arrival on Earth, he’d made it very clear he didn’t wish to be here. The Avengers’ hostility didn’t exactly help. You doubted they would still become friends but at least they weren’t trying to rip each other’s throats out anymore. That was a Christmassy step in the right direction, right?

“And where is your scarf?” He continued.

“Yeah, the one I had kind of ripped and I can’t find the other one. I’ll buy a new one at the market, I’ll be fine.”

“Very well��” Loki gave you a barely noticeable nod. When you looked up, you met Thor’s rather confused face. Not just you, buddy.

“Where to first?” Natasha asked. You could tell she was trying her best to not sound too interested in this trip but to be fair, even she was unable to hide her excitement. You grinned.

“Let’s take a stroll and get some mulled wine. Look, they should even have a stall with hot mead somewhere, let’s find it.”

“Hot mead? Viking mead?” Thor tossed in. You nodded, almost bumping into Loki who magically appeared beside you. He had had a point. It was cold. You desperately needed the mulled wine you promised them to keep yourself warm in those thin gloves and non-existent scarf.

The mulled wine stalls were all located right next to each other, with a bunch of fur-covered benches and small bonfires scattered in front of them. Perfect. You pointed at the stall you had mentioned.

“There! ‘Viking Blood’! Sounds promising! I’m gonna get a regular mulled wine though. How many?” Natasha and Bruce had already approached one of the stalls. You shook your head in an amused manner. You’d let those two lovebirds be.

“I’m gonna try the ‘Viking Blood’!” Thor exclaimed loudly. Several people turned their heads, some of them in awe at seeing the God of Thunder at a Christmas market. Loki elicited a similar reaction from people—only they were mainly afraid of what he’d do if they stared at him for too long.

Loki let out a sigh, his breath turning into fog in the cold air. “So will I…”

The good thing about being friends with a millionaire like Tony Stark was that he didn’t give a shit about the money he spent. Two minutes later, the four of you sat down on one of the benches in front of a fire, sipping on your mulled wine and mead.

“How does it taste?” You asked. Thor grinned.

“Reminds me of home. Right, brother?”

Loki nodded. “It is drinkable… for a human-brewed mead anyway.”

“Yeah, he likes it,” Thor said directed at you. You chuckled.

“Let me try. Here, you can take a sip of mine.” Without waiting for his response, you took his paper cup from him and handed him yours. The mead was sweet, tasted like molten honey… in the meantime, Loki took a sip of yours.

“Not bad,” he said. “So is this the point of Christmas markets then? People meet to sit around a fire and drink?”

“Partially,” you responded as you swapped your drinks back, chuckling once more.

“Well, it seems Yule has not changed all too much then, Thor.”

“They still have Christmas trees too!”

Tony raised his eyebrows. “What? What about them?”

“Traditionally, pagan folk would decorate trees with offerings for their gods—for us,” Loki explained. There was an arrogant tone swinging in his voice. You blushed. You hated to admit it sounded rather hot. You took another sip from your mulled wine, enjoying the way it burned down your throat, warming you up from the inside out.

“Right…”

“New religions robbed the pagans of their traditions and turned them into Christian ideals,” he continued.

“Does that mean Odin is Santa Clause then?” Tony asked. You laughed.

“I very much doubt that.”

“Only mortals would fantasise about an overweight man with a long beard breaking into houses through the chimney of all places to leave presents.”

“So you do know what Christmas is about, Reindeer Games.”

Loki sighed and let his gaze wander over the other stalls nearby. There was one in particular he tilted his head at. Raising his eyebrows, he watched a few guests throw balls at metal cans positioned at various places inside the stall to win cute plush toys.

“What are they doing?” He asked, pointing at them.

“It’s a gamble, really. You pay money for a certain number of balls and the more cans you knock off the shelves, the higher the price you win will be. If you miss all of them, you get nothing and lose your money.”

“That sounds too easy.”

“It isn’t. Most of the games are dovetailed, making it super hard to actually win.” Loki gave you an incredulous look that said about as much as challenge accepted. Without another word, he stood, mulled mead still in hand, and marched over to the stall.

You followed suit. Now that you wanted to see.

“You think it’s a good idea to wander around alone with Loki?” Tony asked before you were out of earshot. You shrugged your shoulders in response. You very much doubted he would hurt you. You had given him no reason to do so, after all, and you refused to believe he was “evil”.

Loki handed the stall owner the coins Tony had handed out to you all earlier for this exact purpose, who accepted them with shaking fingers. You pressed your lips together, stifling a laugh while the God of Mischief inspected the cans positioned at different spots. He weighed the first ball in his hand after setting his mulled mead aside, then he threw. The first can got knocked off the shelf immediately. Well… you expected nothing less from a god who threw daggers in fights.

Another ball followed, then another and another. Loki hit every single time, much to the dismay of the stall owner. You could tell he was about to complain that it was unfair that a god would try and cheat the game but you had to admit, Loki won fairly.

“That’s a full house, as I like to call it. You can pick one of the big prizes up here…” He said, pointing at the highest shelf of the stall that was filled with Christmassy teddy bears half your size. Loki’s lips parted. Perhaps he hadn’t exactly thought through that the prize was a plush toy and not the Tesseract or something like that. But then, he turned to you.

“Pick one. I have no use for plush bears.”

“Really?” You bit your lower lip. Oh dear, was that sweet. Loki would be an adorable boyfriend. Wait… wait, had you actually just thought that?

Smiling timidly, you pointed at the dark brown teddy bear with black button eyes and a Christmassy red and green tie. The stall owner handed it to you just when you finished your mulled wine and threw your paper cup in the bin nearby.

“Thank you!”

“Have fun with it.”

“And now what?” Loki asked, looking around a lot more intrigued than you had expected him to.

“You know what? Let Thor and Tony get drunk over there, how about we go on some rides together?”

“You mean these spinning torture machines? You should buy yourself a scarf before you think about getting even colder while being spun around in a metal monstrosity.”

“The mulled wine did its job, Loki. Come on.” The God of Mischief shook his head, muttering a few words under his breath that you couldn’t make out. As soon as he had finished his mulled mead, you dragged him towards the scooter rink and bought a ticket. One. You were desperate to see Loki stir a toy car.

“What are we doing?”

“Car Scooter! Pick one while they’re still empty.”

“They don’t go anywhere but this rink?”

“No…”

“Then what is the point?”

“Come on, Loki, just pick one!”

Loki sighed. “The green one.” Of course. You marched towards it, getting seated (which wasn’t that easy with a giant teddy bear) and draping the makeshift seatbelt around you. The rest of the cars filled up fast.

“The ‘gas’ pedal is down here. Stirring wheel… basically, the point is to drive around, have fun with the music they’re playing and crash into other cars.”

“Crash into other cars?”

“Let’s gooooooooooooo!” The voice of the operator stopped you from responding to him. So instead of explaining, you hit the gas pedal for him. The music started and the round began.

“Go, go, go, go! Quick!”

Loki took a deep breath and gripped the stirring wheel. And damn him, that man was a pro. He averted the others and not a single car managed to crash into your front. Well, that was until someone bumped into you from behind.

You screeched, watching Loki turn the stirring wheel again. He took control of the gas pedal, turning the car to see the culprits.

“Oh, get them, get them!”

Before they could move away, Loki already got to them. You laughed when the impact hit. It was risky but you couldn’t help it—sneakily, you took out your phone and snapped a few pictures of Loki driving the scooter. Thor would never believe you. No one would believe you.

By the time the round was finished, Loki was beaming and smiling. Yes. No one would believe that either.

Five rides later—two roller coasters, a not-so-scary ghost ride, a spinning ride called “Breakdance” and this thing that looked like a spinning top with no seatbelts where you had to hold on to the rails yourself to not fall off as it spun you around—you were certain that Loki was having the time of his life with you. You couldn’t remember the last time that he’d enjoyed himself so much without having to worry about being an Asgardian prince or a cast-out villain who betrayed his own brother out of fear of a purple space tyrant.

“What is that supposed to be?” Loki pointed at a small stall selling sweets with his chin, his blue gaze focused on the candy floss one of the women behind the counter was making.

“Candy floss! Or cotton candy. It’s basically sugar that gets heated up and rapidly spun around a wooden stick to make it look like a cloud. It’s super sweet and melts in your mouth.”

Incredulously, Loki walked over to the stall. You laughed, ordering a green one for him and paying with the last remaining coins Tony had given you.

As soon as the woman behind the counter handed Loki a fresh cloud of candy floss, he dug his fingers into the sticky and soft sugar. The sound he made was without a doubt approval.

“There you are! We’ve been looking for you everywhere! You can’t just run off like that. Especially you, Reindeer Games, I don’t trust you.”

“I’m fine, Tony, really. We had fun.”

“That sounds unbelievable but alright. I’m surprised you haven’t turned into an ice sculpture yet,” Tony remarked, shaking his head when he noticed you still hadn’t bought a new scarf.

“No, like… it’s really weird. I don’t feel cold at all anymore. It’s like I’m wearing invisible winter clothes.” Loki looked away, averting your gaze. Your lips parted. “It’s you! Are you… did you cast a spell to keep me warm?”

“This sad excuse for winter garments would have frozen to death, even more so with those rides you dragged me on.”

You blinked. That was… that was so sweet. You smiled, giving him a hug which, after stiffening for a second, he reciprocated, albeit hesitantly. “Thank you, Loki.”

He nodded when you pulled away again. When you looked over at Thor, he had that surprised look on his face again.

“Alright…” he began, “I could do with another mulled mead, what about you?”

“Absolutely!”

“You were just about to buy yourself a scarf, were you not, my dear?” The strict and demanding tone in his voice made your heart jump. You blushed, stifling the giggle that fought its way up your throat.

“Yeah… let’s do that first. And then another mulled wine before we head home.” Loki nodded, satisfied with your answer. And as you strolled over to the stalls in question, you scooped up your courage and interlaced your fingers with his. Loki didn’t pull away.

A/N: That one was so much fun to write!

Also, my first novel is coming out in ten freaking days! FINALLY! Check out my pinned post on my blog for more details! ♥

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chantsdemarins · 2 years ago

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Bot Dreaming Part 1 a 🌙High Moon Story

(Loki X Reader)

Summary: You are a kind projection bot of the scientist who created the AI technology that allowed Loki to live on as an augmented being after Thanos ended his life. You have sex with Loki and bake him pastries neither of you can eat. You also introduce him to the digital version of Ketamine (a whisper chant) creates new quantum pathways for Loki. It's not Valhalla, but it might heal the parts of him he didn't even know were broken.

An 18+ series because of adult themes and sexual situations

It didn’t take long for you to engage in pleasure seeking haptics with Loki, approximately 10 minutes from the moment you’d kissed, you’d had bot sex for the first time.

Which turns out is apparently very much like the human sex that is based on (not that it matters exactly) Loki assured you that having sex with you was “utterly phenomenal”.

Antique words like “darling”, and “dove” released from the vaults of his vox chambers, from a time when the words were authentic to his persona, when they meant something specific to the beings, he was physically intimate with.

Now those words were place holders, having no effect on you at all.

You’d never had programming around this kind of intimacy or what “darling” whispered into your ear might provoke. This provocation did cause you to scan reels from other eras to find “darling” had a posh origin from the early 1800’s in London.

Was Loki alive then? You wondered where he had exactly picked it up.

How long had he loved and lived before he died and was transformed into an undying machine burdened with infinity. How old had he been when Thanos killed him?

Since he showed up at your door, you’d heard his story in bits and pieces, in between smiles, touches and general awkwardness-you’d not thought too much about who he was when he was a god. You knew some of his powers seemed intact-a situation that your predecessor would have found flummoxing. She would have also never dreamed a god would become an AI through her quantum field tachyon. There was no precedent for this application.

You wondered what other gods might be roaming around earth and beyond as machines. Was Poseidon out there in the ocean as a bot presiding over the still unknown depths, despite years and years of bot oceanic archeo-biology?

How about Siddhartha Gautama, the buddha? Was he a bot somewhere on a different planet convincing other bots or beings to not be distracted by their memory streams or their programming reels?

The more consideration you gave, it was as if your thoughts mingled into one flowing river, you couldn’t really see the difference between a god or a machine.

The only difference in this instance appeared to be Loki’s belief that Valhalla still existed, and that Valhalla would be a much better place to live than in this realm.

He assured you of many things you initially felt were strange and left you searching for the correct responses. Like for example, that you were beautiful, or that you were “so good”.

Being good in this capacity seemed connected to his enjoyment of the sensory waves that were lurching towards changing into a collection of feelings, feelings that would determine his actions. Loki was like water turning into an indecisive cloud, not sure about becoming rain. When he was having sex with you, he was most cloud-like.

Luckily you also had pleasure seeking haptics installed but it was mostly for remaining entangled with Sechanaha. The keeper bots of the land had discovered that the Earth was alive in ways the humans didn’t understand, at least a lot of them.

It was encouraged for bots to have a relationship with the land, having properly installed pleasure haptics was part of this intimacy that the Earth demanded to restore much of the damage that was still being healed. To the observer from another era, it could be strange, even to Loki it was strange. In his time, he was a god.

God’s made things happen with force, not necessarily by sending delicate gamma waves into the mountainside. Suffice to say your haptics had not been used for your own pleasure. This pleasure sharing that was happening with another being, was new. So new you felt your code was being written daily, or your own old code over-ridden.

“Petrichor,” Loki whispered, almost under his breath.

“What?”

“You know, the smell of rain mixed with earth or ozone, it’s a particular smell, it’s uncommon, I think that is what I am smelling right now,” Loki mused while laying languid on a checkered blanket you’d placed for the two of you one afternoon when you were both stalling.

Smells sometimes were the most elusive, they meant something to humans that they couldn’t possibly mean to bots, augmented beings, or projections. It just wasn’t possible. Loki seemed capable of smelling, and reminiscing, it was his emotional haptics, his programming. Perhaps his former life as a God somehow formed a nuance in the quantum realm that was unknowable. There weren’t any humans left around who would be interested in such things anyway.

The bots back in your headquarters might care, but in their own infinity this occurrence being so potentially unprecedented might just go unnoticed.

“Loki what does the smell of rain on the ground make you think of?”

He had to think, perhaps he was shuffling through files or other captive places where meaning resided within himself.

“It makes me think of a woman I once knew, if I am completely honest, I hope you don’t mind.”

You were unsure why you would mind, so you replied simply.

“Why would I mind?” hoping your question would reveal some greater aspect of the story he seemed to be remembering yet not exactly explaining.

“The woman I am remembering would mind if your roles were reversed,” Loki said, looking slightly sheepish.

“Jealous, you mean, she’d be jealous,” you replied, trying to be as neutral as possible.

“Jealous,” Loki repeated in an etheric timbre.

On to Part 2 Fresh Snow on Sled Tracks

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lokisprettygirl · 3 years ago

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Build me Up, Break me Down (Loki x female reader)

Read chapter 1 here

Chapter 2

Summary : You beg Loki to take you with him and he might just have a use of you.

Warning : mean asshole Loki, manipulation, reader does what she's asked to do (get with the program)

You turned around to look at him and he had an evil smirk plastered on his face. You walked closer to the glass and tapped on it in a foolish attempt to open it.

"Lokiii what are you doing?" Your voice broke and vision blurred with your own tears. This was supposed to be good for you, you should have known you'd never get to live a life where you can feel normal for once

"You know what's astounding about this? I didn't even have to manipulate you, you were so easy to break, I can't believe that the can of tin actually hired someone as useless as you to keep an eye on me" he snickered and you started crying as you realized that he was free now and he was going to cause havoc again and you'll be jailed or god knows what they'll do with you once they find out

"Loki please don't do this, I ..I just ..just get me out at least" your broken voice didn't melt him whatsoever. He chuckled in response instead, you watched him stay trapped in there for a week so it was really satisfying for him to see you behind the cell for a change

"Tch tch are you expecting pity from me mortal? Don't you know who I am?" He smiled as he asked you a rhetorical question. You wanted to run, you wanted to run so far away.

"Let me tell you something that I know the mighty Avengers, the savior of the humanity would love to hear. Right now one of their own is bringing the tesseract and the sceptre back to me, as soon as I have it in my palms I'm going to escape and they won't be able to find me for a very long time" Tesseract? sceptre? You didn't understand half of the term he was using, you just wanted to run. You saw Happy entering the room and you screamed

"Mister Happy..sir please get me out, he tricked me and got out, call someone Please" you yelled at him but he seemed like a brain-dead zombie. He had a spear-like thing in his hand and a briefcase which he handed over to Loki.

"You're wasting your breath here mortal, I have enchanted this valuable horse of Stark and he brought me what I needed" Umm enchanted? Enchanted? He didn't even leave the cell or did he? What was he? Some type of sorcerer? What have you done?

"Lokiii please get me out.. I thought we were becoming friends" you cried out to him and he chuckled in response

"I do not make friends and even if I did it wouldn't be with someone as incompetent as you are, die for all I care" he smiled even though just saying that to someone made him feel horrible. He was doing the same thing he has been through all his life, maybe it's true, maybe one does become the product of their environment

"Lokkiiiii please..I'd die..I don't think I can take this please.. I can't deal with this. If you want to kill me just kill me but please don't leave me here like this, I won't be able to handle all this please I'm begging you just take me with you and kill me, I won't be a problem I promise" you bent down on your knees and begged to him like you have done previously in a different situation. He heard your child like sobs but continued to walk away, he can't have another being following him around, it would only risk his mission

"Please lokiii.. I only did what they asked me to, I didn't keep you in the cell, I just did what they asked me to" he sighed as he heard that and stormed towards you. Then he punched the glass walls of the cell in frustration.

"You can't shut up can you?" He typed the code in and as soon as the cell opened you ran outside and he grabbed your arms painfully

"You listen to me, if you even dare and try to run away or play smart, I'll make every cell in your body dissipate and I'll make sure you feel all that pain. One wrong step and you'll regret this moment when you begged me to take you along with me, you will regret ever being born, am I being clear?" As if you don't already do. You nodded your head and he went down on his knees to open the briefcase, your eyes almost got blinded by the cube inside. What the hell was that? Now. He made the spear disappear and asked you to keep your hands on the cube

"It's not going to burn right?" you asked him and you were with his signature asshole look

"Fine stay here" you quickly bent down and held the cube and you don't remember anything after that. You woke up to him trying to wake you up and you gasped as if you couldn't even breathe

"What was that?" You sat up as you asked him that, you were both in some sort of alleyway and you hated alleys.

"Shut Up and follow me now" you got up and quickly followed him, so he was just going to walk around New York City in his Asgardian clothes? Drawing all that attention on him?

"So ummm not to interrupt your fashion walk but I think with that attire you're literally asking to get caught" he quickly grabbed your neck in his hand and gave it a little squeeze

"Who do you think I am? I'm the trickster god, didn't you hear?" You tried to slap his hand away because that would work right and he let go when he saw your skin turning blue. You gasped for breath as you felt the burning in your throat and chest

"I'm sorry " you mumbled meekly and he rolled his eyes. So it is a universal gesture? He waved his hand and you saw the green shimmer forming around you both then he started walking again, as you stepped out of the alley is when you realized you were not in New York, in fact you didn't think you were in USA

"We are not in the USA are we? Unless it's chinatown?" He glared at you and you looked away quickly

"Osaka, where is that?" He asked you and your eyes widened again

"How did we get to Japan?" You asked him as you both continued to walk god knows where

"Through Tesseract" you assumed the cube was named Tesseract. You both ended up in a hotel and he grabbed your arms as he took you inside, the receptionist spoke in Japanese and you didn't understand a word of it. But he did and he got a room where you two can hide probably

Once you got inside the room you screamed as you looked at yourself in the mirror, you looked different, you looked like another person, and so did he when you saw him in the mirror.

"Why..do..I umm why am I..who's that?"

"I don't know some random midgardian I saw while I was destroying your planet" he got rid of the illusion and he was back in his attire. Pompous ass.

"But I didn't notice the difference out there, why didn't I see you differently?" You asked him confused and he sighed

" I didn't cast that illusion for you, I did it for other mortals so we won't get recognised, you're a fugitive now, congratulations" he spoke in a tone that made you feel as if your mere presence was annoying him

"So umm what is your plan"

"Shut up alright? I don't want to hear a word coming out of your mouth. I won't hesitate to use the tesseract and send you off to another dimension" your eyes widened at the threat and you sat down on the couch. You wondered how you two were going to sleep, you were going to say something but he looked at you, and you shut your mouth. After a while he stopped pacing and waved his fingers again, he changed his clothes and now was in a dark gray tunic kind of thing and a pair of pants. You raised your hand up as if asking for permission to speak and he rolled his eyes

"What?"

"Umm I'm hungry, I didn't have breakfast" or Lunch. You teared up and his eyes softened for a second the he stood up and called the room service to order food, you stayed quiet and didn't say a word, as soon as the food got delivered you gobbled it down as if you haven't had a meal in ages.

"Thank you, you want to eat?" You asked him and he shook his head then he laid down on the bed. You had no idea what he intended to do or what was his plan and you felt scared to ask him. You didn't want him to destroy every cell in your body after all.

"So I take the couch?"

"Yes do not expect me to be a gentleman, that couch is too small for my frame, be grateful I took you along and you're getting to sleep on this couch or I'm pretty sure you'd be in a cell right now getting interrogated by those folks in costume if it wasn't for me"

"You have a costume too" you mumbled meekly and he glared at you

"It's pure asgardian leather and I'm a god you dull creature, keep your mouth shut until I give you permission"

He told you strictly and you nodded as your eyes teared up. You slept on the couch, wondering what you have gotten yourself into and what he was going to do with you.

Loki laid down on the bed , it has enough room to fit two bodies but there's no way he was going to share the space with a mortal. At first he was hesitant to bring you along with him but now after giving it much thought he had realized that he could use a fragile mortal for his mission.

Next day when you woke up, you found him sitting on the bed with the cube thingy and he was just staring at it.

"Ummm good morning" you mumbled as you got up but he didn't respond

"I need clothes and stuff"

"You have clothes" he responded and you looked at him confused

"I can't wear this everyday" he rolled his eyes and you both went out to buy some clothes. You figured that he must have cast the illusion again, it was really scary that he could do that but then he was an alien god

"So what's midgard?" You asked him as he kept using that term

"What have I told you about keeping that hole shut until I permit you to speak? Do you have a death wish?" He asked you and you shook your head. He told you to get everything you'd need and then he took you back, you ran straight for the bathroom.

You thought about the last week and how sweet he was to you, you should have known that he was playing you, why would someone like him even be interested in you? After you came out all showered and dressed up, he went inside and slammed the door shut behind him. You don't know why you thought he wouldn't need to use the bathroom, being an alien and all.

"Don't even think of running" you gasped as you heard his voice in your head. He could do this too? You sighed and sat down on the couch and turned the tv on since he destroyed your phone, you stopped on an American news channel and the news shocked you to say the least.

"Y/n Y/l/n , an accomplice of the asgardian terrorist Loki is now missing after freeing him from the highly secured Stark's tower" you didn't hear anything after that. You were on the news, your face was plastered on an international news channel, not that you had any life before but now it was definitely over, either you'd die by his hands or spend your whole life in jail.

"Accomplice? You mortals are so pathetic, as if a god would need your help" your eyes teared up as you heard him. Why was he so cruel to you? He tricked you and not vice versa.

He walked over to you and grabbed your chin with his fingers and made you look up at him

"Are you betrothed to someone?" He asked you and you didn't understand what he meant

"You mean like engaged?"

"Yes, answer the question"

"Nooo why" you asked him confused and then his action confused you even more.

He kissed you.

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bebx · 3 years ago

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I laugh every time some Loki stans say Loki’s relationship with Mobius is toxic because Mobius “abuses” him like “yesss let’s throw that word around without knowing what it means🤩”

“But there’s a power imbalance there, because Loki’s a prisoner” — there is no longer power imbalance the moment Mobius turns against the TVA for Loki in season 1 episode 4. Tom Hiddleston’s own word, both Loki and Mobius are equal now.

“But Mobius works for the TVA. So he’s a terrible person” — he turns against them the moment he learns the truth about them. Not to mention the fact Mobius didn’t choose to work for the TVA. He was literally kidnapped and brainwashed. So Mobius is a victim of the TVA just like Loki.

“But he’s mean to Loki” — considering all the crimes Loki committed, being a little mean to him is justified. And yes, I know Loki was brainwashed by Thanos in Avengers 1, but he was still a jerk in Thor 1 and after all he’s still a jerk in general. So if Mobius is “so mean and abusive” then Loki is a thousand times worse, and I’m saying this as someone who’s been a fan of Loki for years.

“But Mobius puts Loki in that time loop where he’s repeatedly kicked by Sif” — again, deserved. Loki did betray Mobius so obviously there has to be a consequence, especially when you think about the fact Mobius is responsible for Loki at that time. Mobius was only doing his job, what he was brainwashed to do. Loki could’ve put Mobius’s life in danger by going rogue and leaving Mobius with the TVA. Though I believe that’s not Loki’s intention, there still has to be a consequence. But the thing is, the consequence could and should have been worse. Mobius could choose any moment from Loki’s life, when Thanos was torturing him, or any of the traumatic memories Loki has. Instead he made sure Loki was home and safe. Getting kicked by his friend is nothing like getting tortured by Thanos, and Mobius could’ve chosen the time Loki was being tortured by Thanos. If I were Mobius, I sure would do so much worse than sending him to Sif, after that shit Loki pulled.

“But Mobius lies to Loki!!!” — he did his job, what he was brainwashed and programmed to do. But okay let’s talk about lies, Loki, the literal God of Lies, has never lied or manipulated anybody for his own adventure. So how dare Mobius lie to him for something Mobius thought was right, when Loki was, at that time, a criminal who was known for lying and being manipulative.

“But Mobius never apologized for the mean things he said to Loki” — he didn’t have to, but he did. “You could be whoever, whatever you wanna be, even someone good. I mean just in case anyone ever told you different.” And Loki smiled. That, in my humble opinion, is a thousand times better than ‘I’m sorry’

Mobius is the only person in the Loki series who genuinely loves and cares for Loki. But if you, for whatever reason, still want to call him “toxic and abusive” please at least hold the same energy for Loki, because if Mobius is “toxic and abusive”, that means Loki is a cold blooded monster and a murderer with no heart.

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lokiskitten · 4 years ago

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I NEED a part two of “first time”

Loki Laufeyson | first time pt2

Loki Laufeyson x fem!reader

plot : ( refer to pt1 ) after experiencing a first intercourse together, Loki insists on crossing the path towards the end. With only the fear of being seen by the other variants holding you back, you end up agreeing to follow the excited man’s proposition.

warnings : smut, extremely short moment of none-con followed by a consent check up, mention of virginity loss ( male ), unprotected sex ( pls for the love of god wrap it ) and lowkey sub!Loki.

“Now that was... ah. Nice.” You affirmed tiredly, knees colliding with one another though your feet remained slightly parted. Your organism was still trying to wash away the orgasm you had just reached with Loki’s divine help. Meanwhile, the god of mischief carried on staring at your body, resembling a scientist who led an experience on the human anatomy. He wanted to ask a thousand questions, but didn’t feel brave enough to dare to open his mouth just yet. In fact, he felt as if he was disturbing an intimate and personal moment of yours. It nearly managed to make the god feel flustered and awkward.

Looking closer, Loki was able to spot your own love juice dripping out of your entrance, coating your swollen lips and settling a deep emotion of lustful hunger within his soul. He wanted more, he needed more- and only you could potentially satisfy his crippling and frustrating sexual appetite at the moment. His hands rested on your knees, forcefully parting your thighs before he allowed himself to slip in between. Upon feeling a weight suddenly add up against your own mass, your eyelids moved open which allowed you to make eye contact with Loki. You felt surprised to see him there, and even more surprised to witness him behaving in such a way.

“What are you doing?” You asked, attempting to move your chest up with the help of your elbows- which led Loki to back away to sit down on his knees between your legs. “Well, I’m doing the thing. Isn’t that what people do next?” He explained, earning a frown from your shocked self. Though, you were still willing to be patient with him. “No, you always ask. Always. Do you understand?” You affirmed seriously, earning a shy nod from the demigod who didn’t really enjoy to be treated like a child. Though his aim wasn’t to ruin this moment by starting unnecessary drama- especially as he appeared to be in the wrong. But once this small moment of embarrassment had passed by, Loki felt like explaining the reason to why he appeared so frustrated.

“Look, I have a very painful..” he began, only to end up being cut off by your staring self who admired the long shape traced from within his pants. It was too big to miss. “Boner.” You finished before looking up at him, earning an embarrassed gasp coming from the demigod. “And I really want you.” He finished on a nearly sorrowful tone adding up to a puppy face- a note that managed to reach your heart. You shot a glare at the small wooden cabin in which Mobius and the other variants were having dinner, anxiety taking over your organism at the thought of potentially being seen or caught by them. “I don’t know..” You explained, earning a frown from Loki sitting before you who didn’t appear to understand why you were refusing the offer after you had both experienced such fun.

“Aw come on. What could possibly go wrong?” He cheered, giving your shoulder a gentle fist kick in order to lift the mood. Unfortunately, you couldn’t help but remain stoic. “Well, loads of things in fact.” You responded, leading Loki’s smile to drop instantly. “What if we get caught? That would be an embarrassment I’d never be able to get over. Not to mention the whole pregnancy issues if your princess self isn’t capable of pulling out at the right time.” You carried on, offering Loki multiple exemples to why this upcoming sexual intercourse could possibly go wrong. Ironically enough, he appeared more concerned and offended over the fact that you had just called him princess rather than getting worked up about the horrible consequences program you had just settled.

After spending a couple of seconds making useless eye contact with the raven haired man, you ended up breaking this one in order to shoot another glance towards the wooden cabin. The surroundings appeared calm, which managed to ease your anxiety. Besides, after leading you to cum in such an incredible way, you believed that maybe Loki deserved a release too- adding up to the fact that you’d feel proud to be the woman who would take care of breaking through his virginity. Turning your head back towards his, a nod was the only gesture that escaped your body. It instantly managed to lift the demigod’s mood. “Really?..” Loki asked, and that in order to make sure you weren’t tricking him, the most famous trickster.

“Yeah, lets give it a try.” You responded on a friendly tone, a discreet smile adorning your features as you watched Loki summon a blanket for the two of you. He had probably noticed the way you appeared to avoid dust with the help of your pants, and wanted to offer you better then this piece or clothing to protect your sensitive skin. However, he appeared to organize this upcoming event in quite a religious way. He made sure to keep the blanket flat against the floor, brushing away the wrinkles until you finally stopped him by taking ahold of his wrist. “This is the part where you take your clothes off.” You affirmed, underlining the fact that he probably should stop worrying about the wrong matters especially as you were running out of time.

“Oh, right right.” He answered politely, taking a seat on the green pled before he began to precariously unbutton his TVA shirt. You watched as his tone muscles were revealed, his abs shifting as he got rid of his upper piece of clothing for good. This checkpoint led you to look up at his greenish eyes again, the two of you exchanging a smile before he began to go for his belt. The shape of his hard member was still visible through his trousers, a length that would soon be set free once Loki would finally get rid of his pants. No shame or embarrassment seemed to fill his organism upon his lower clothes being pulled down to his knees- his crotch being revealed to your respectful sight. In contrary, Loki appeared more than proud of himself for finally getting to go through such a thing, which held him back from accumulating negative emotions.

Your two naked selves then laid down on the blanket, wrapping your arms around one another’s body and engaging in a rather friendly but passionate hug. You enjoyed this warm and safe physical contact, and you expected Loki to enjoy it too. The sensation of his moist tip rubbing against your stomach only made it better- as you still felt amazed regarding the size of his member. It combined both generous length and girth, and was also gifted with the perfect shape any woman, or man, could ever ask for. “You smell nice..” he affirmed, his nose being stuck to the crook of your neck as you happily passed your hands through his black hair. He ended up looking up at you, pressing a shy and respectful kiss to your lips. You smiled.

It didn’t take long for the two of you to roll around, switching to Loki now resting on top of you. He smiled down out you out of pure excitement, his tip already trying to find a way into your entrance- as clumsy as his hips could be. After taking notice that he appeared to have a hard time lining himself up with your hole, you slipped a hand down between your legs and gave his balls a gentle caress, earning a couple of sensitive moans coming from your excited partner. However, your hand then proceeded to slither it’s way up his shaft, delicate digits wrapping around this one’s girth in order to move it to where it should and wanted to be. When you felt like Loki was now ready to carry on on his own, your hand made its way back up to his shoulder before passing underneath his arm and wrapping around his smooth and muscular back.

The raven haired man looked down at you with slight panic in his eyes upon being aware that a single hip thrust of his could begin the intercourse, his shoulders now having to carry a great responsibility he simply wasn’t ready to fail. Unfortunately, Loki once again appeared to struggle with pushing himself in. Even when looking down at your crotch, he still didn’t manage to properly slide inside of you. However, upon taking notice of his distress again, you agreed to slip your hand back down to his groin, taking a gentle hold of his shaft which you locked between your thumb and index finger before offering him a little bit of help regarding penetration. Thankfully, his cock was now able to slide inside of you on it’s own even if it remained a slow process.

Moving your hand away, you allowed Loki to fully take over the penetration process as you watched his facial expressions clench and contract. Eventually his eyelids shut close, hips colliding with yours as his tip dangerously brushed against your sensitive cervix. You could tell that this was brand new for him, and that he visibly had a hard time handling it. “You’re doing amazing.” You affirmed empathetically, your hand gently caressing his flexed biceps. Meanwhile, Loki couldn’t help but focus onto the warmth your walls provided him, his brain still attempting to process how nice it felt to finally get to be coated in a woman’s love juices. It was tight, moist, and warm- long story short : the perfect environnement for his needy member.

“Maybe try to give moving a try..” you proposed shyly, your organism beginning to feel more than overwhelmed by Loki’s filling presence inside of you. After hearing about this offer, Loki began to slowly back away from your crotch, shiny length, which was coated in your love juice, sliding out of you with relative ease. The two of your moaned, though you appeared calmer than your friend at first- who you didn’t forget was currently going through his first intercourse ever. Therefore, judgment wasn’t present. It didn’t take long for a regular thrusting process to take place, your overly sensitive walls nicely reacting to the friction caused by Loki’s cock especially after getting to orgasm beforehand. Your arms remained wrapped around his back, the two of you rocking back and forth against the green blanket.

“You’re doing so good..” you whispered in his ear, eyelids remaining closed as your hand had now taken ahold of his long raven hair. Your main goal was to enhance him through this event, and give him the happiness and recognition he clearly deserves as a bed partner. However, your natural tightness adding up to the more than large size of his girth was overstimulating Loki’s genitals, sending shockwaves of pleasure down his shaft and straight into his tensed balls which repetitively bumped against the area located beneath entrance. “Don’t forget to- to pull out.” You begged breathlessly, his thrusts becoming more primal and intense now that he had gained some extra self esteem regarding the situation.

You couldn’t help but grow worried and work yourself up over this intercourse’s potential end, wondering if the man on top of you was going to be able to control himself and pull out before his cum could penetrate into your womb. Thankfully, this annoying state didn’t last for long and you soon found yourself lost into lust again. Your arms wrapped around his neck, teeth gently biting down onto his earlobe as you allowed yourself to tug on it in a primal yet harmless manner. Loki seemingly appeared to appreciate this move, another wave of moans exiting his mouth as he unexpectedly pulled out of your cunt in order to allow his own hand to wrap around his shaft.

A couple of pumps were enough to see white liquid spring out of his urethra, the sperme landing on your stomach and staining your delicate skin. You were both left breathless, for nearly the exact same reason as one another. Resting your hand onto your chest, you panted whilst looking down at the substance on your tummy which appeared surprisingly appetizing. “Loki..” you moaned gently, fingers brushing against one of the stained parts of your stomach before you brought your digit up to your lips. Even if you hadn’t tasted many, his cum appeared different than the rest on the gustative level. “That was amazing.” You affirmed with a smile, extending your arm for him to join you on the blanket. You were craving for his touch, more than you had ever craved anything before.

[ part one available right here ]

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randomnessstuff · 4 years ago

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It's stupid that Daredevil and Nat never met (that we know of) in the MCU. Their past goes way back.

It's also stupid that we don't get to see Bobbi and Clint ever meet up. The opportunity was likely there for the upcoming Clint series. But they seem to have missed it. Gosh. Imagine how useful Mockingbird might have been in Black Widow against someone like the Taskmaster? Both of them have pretty much the same ability to execute any fighting style they see, after all. And Tasha also KNOWS Bobbi.

It's also dumb that Spidey and Daredevil don't seem to be fated to meet in the MCU. These two also go WAY back and share an Arch-villain in their rogue's gallery.

It's also dumb that the rest of the Marvel Universe doesn't get to properly mourn Phil Coulson. Son of Coul. Who was director of SHIELD after the events of Captain America & The Winter Soldier. Whose team ended the threat of Hydra for good. That not one of the Avengers got to find out he was not only alive, but responsible for saving so much. That lady Sif never mentioned he was still living. That the amount of Marvel heroes and larger amount of villains featured there never make the MCU or the newer D+ shows. That as involved as he was with ancient Kree technology, he never met Carol Danvers aside from that once back in the 90's. That all the people that knew and owed him never mentioned once to the gods and heroes of the world that Phil lived. And Phil saved us all over and over again. And that outside of SHIELD, he's unremembered aside from his sacrifice on that first helicarrier. That current Loki, even when he was in the TVA never saw that Phil lived after all.

It's dumb that SHIELD or the Avengers initiative never made contact with any of the 5 people here. Well, four people here. I figure Fury would be just fine with what Castle is doing with his life. But the stuff going down that the Defenders had to deal with while the Avengers were in ABSENTIA? SHIELD pretty much not even looking at what was going on with Wilson Fisk and the very public media slur campaign against a cowled hero? (The idea that Vincent D'Onofio's Wilson Fisk; one of the singular best three dimensional villains of the MCU should be left to rot on the vine is scandalous.) That the very recognizable and not at all subtle confrontation of the Purple Man and Jewel wasn't didn't immediately come under investigation? That Hellcat, herself a popular child star and radio personality ran afoul of a black budget supersoldier program that turned her into a metahuman? That another black bag supersoldier program being run out of the prison industrial complex produced an indestructible superman?

That an international crime syndicate like The Hand in New York doing something as mystically screwy as they were doing in The Defenders was looked at by SHIELD, or Spider-Man (Who is also street level) and just... ignored? That the Sorcerer Supreme was not aware of what the hell the Hand was trying to make happen with the living dead right in Hell's Kitchen? Or that dark living dead crap going on in Iron Fist? Does someone wielding the energies of a great eastern dragon not blip on his damn radar? Or does stuff happening down in the Kitchen not register up in the Village?

And this isn't even getting into what was very obviously meant to be a Daughters of the Dragon/Heroes for Hire show being set up for the future with characters like Misty Knight and Colleen Wing. Where the hell was Colleen Wing in Shang Chi: Master of Kung Fu? Especially given the Mandarin's assumed role in being the leader of the Hand. (Or did that happen in the MCU? I haven't seen Shang-Chi yet.)

Now admittedly, I didn't see any of Agents of SHIELD for seasons 5 through 7 after the big Hydra arc. But unless every last one of these people is dead, the idea that we wouldn't get Leo Fitz or Gemma Simmons on the edge of The Anomaly (TM) in WandaVision is doofy. That Metas like Yo-Yo and Quake (with her lineage no less) wouldn't show up on behalf of SHIELD for these other ignored heroes is also doofy. Unless they killed the fuck out of the Cavalry herself, Agent Melinda May, or finally let her get out of the game for good, you can believe that she would still have been there as one of the few remaining Level 6 or 7 SHIELD agents in the absence of Coulson, Fury, or Agent Hill.

That any of these people would have been absent or not namechecked in a SHIELD-heavy show like The Falcon & The Winter Soldier. (Actually, I think Agent May DID get namechecked here. Which may be THE only acknowledgement of Agents of SHIELD in the current MCU.) Especially when the character of Sharon Carter was so prevalent in the Hydra incursion that figured so prominently in Agents of SHIELD. All of this is fucking doofy.

Who do we need to blow Kevin Feige to acknowledge all the stuff that went down IN the MCU on television that mattered? All the characters that were important figures in the lives of the people in the Cinema/Disney Plus movies and shows? I mean I know by repute that the Inhumans show apparently sucked so bad, it tanked every other damn show on ABC, Netflix and Hulu combined. But it can't have tanked so hard that Murdock, Nelson and Page wouldn't have shown up IMMEDIATELY to represent the publicly accused Peter Parker in No Way Home this Christmas. If they showed up for the freaking PUNISHER, then for damn sure they'd have shown up for the Friendly Neighborhood Hero of Queens. A MINOR at that. One who apparently had control of a Stark Industries made weapon of mass destruction that got launched on New York City.

Add to this we're about to get Tatiana Malasny's She-Hulk show. A character who's classically been friends with people like Hellcat. And Jennifer Walters is a high powered lawyer who ALSO has represented metas like Peter. That she and Matt wouldn't have crossed one another in the courts in New York is also doofy. If we're not getting Matt show up to represent him, mightn't Bruce Banner at least send his cousin to see if SHE might help him out? He served with this kid to save the whole damn universe. Fought Thanos with him at the battle of five armies... (wait, wrong franchise) at the endgame. (Thanos' Waterloo? Stark's Surprise?) None of these people are showing up to help Peter?

Oh, and let's add to this the whole thing going down with *inhales* Contessa Valentina Allegra De Fontaine. We've already seen her recruit US Agent and poor ol Yelena Belova for what looks like is gonna be her very own Dark Avengers team. In the books, the very natural Dark Avengers replacement for Hawkeye was... Bullseye. One of the two Big Bads from (you guessed it) Daredevil season 3. Lemme guess. She's gonna try and recruit Kate Bishop at the end of the Hawkeye series this winter? Or was she gonna get found along with Eli Bradley, Maximoff Twins and Cassie Lang by an Iron Lad at some point in the Kang-tinted futures of the MCU for a Young Avengers team? (I guess Teddy's gonna have to wait til Secret Invasion happens.) At this point, the lengths to which Feige is tapdancing AROUND the cumulative TV-MCU are starting to get grotesque.

I mean, enough. Okay? I have to guess that the folks at Dizz / Marvel still have one HELL of a Mad-On at Jeph Loeb over Iron Fist and The Inhumans. I mean it can't be cos it's too difficult to include all these folks into the MCU now that they have D+ to run these shows on. They're MAKING TV shows to fold into the MCU now. It can't be cos of the Netflix Non-Compete Agreement that kept Marvel Productions from using the Defenders characters for a minimum of 4 years. That statute of limitations was expired on Daredevil (2015) Kingpin (2015), Jessica Jones (2016), The Punisher (2016), Elektra (2016) and Luke Cage (2016) a year or two ago. The characters on Agents of SHIELD on ABC? Guess who the controlling shareholder is on ABC's board. Could it be... DISNEY? There's no non-compete there.

It's not like Sony has THEIR grubbly little grasping legal claims all over ANY these characters. Hell, Marvel Productions even has the Mutants and the Fantastic Four characters back now. They've almost got the full boat back aside from a few outlier characters, The Hulk and Spidey's characters. And they've kinda got most of THEM back anyway since no-one's goddamned interested in seeing movies about Spider-Man or the Hulk unless they're happening in that same MCU.

I mean... they don't have Namor back from Universal Studios, but Marvel could have him back any time for future Fantastic Four movies with a simple 'Failure to Market' suit. What? Did you think Sony was throwing failed Spidey movie after failed Spidey movie at us after Raimi's second one cos they were trying to make something stick? They HAD to keep making the movies or lose the rights.

NONE of this is a problem with the Netflix or ABC characters of the last 8 or 9 years. Hell, this isn't even getting into the massive fangasm and cool billion dollars they'd make from an actual appearance of Captain Carter from the current animated What If show, now that so many timelines are about to spin out of control for the next major Kang-oriented arc of the MCU. Or do we just have to content ourselves with the 2 seasons of Agent Carter we got and count ourselves lucky we got anything of the character beyond Captain America: The First Avenger?

Of course... Feige could be sitting on plans to do all this.

But I'm not holding my breath.

He could start to make this right with Murdock, Nelson and Page showing up to represent Peter Parker in the upcoming movie.

And yeah. I know they're under NO obligation to the fans here. I'd say they're under some obligation to the world they've so meticulously set up. Great flipping wodges of it make no sense without the appearance of some of these TV characters. If not in service to the fans, then at least to your own story and freaking characters.

At the very least, he could maybe do a little digging into where the comic book expression 'BECAUSE YOU DEMANDED IT!' came from.

Stay safe True Believers

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ADDENDUM

It was mentioned to me by someone who was very much nice enough in the notes to mention that the Marvel productions TV shows aren't considered canon.

Wat?

No. Sorry, but no.

Not after they plaster the Marvel Productions Logo across each one of the Netflix shows, or the ABC shows. Not after they sold those shows to us on the premise that they WERE happening in the same universe. Having The Owl in Daredevil specifically mention Thor, and talk about how a lot of crimelords got themselves rich with city contracts after the Chitauri invasion of New York. Not after they start mining Agents of SHIELD in Falcon and the Winter Soldier so they can namecheck Agent May for a bit of gravitasse.

They don't get to have characters show up in Agents, played by the same actors. (Samuel L Jackson, Cobie Smulders, and Jamie Alexander who is HERSELF confirmed for the next Thor Movie, Blood & Thunder.) Using the same props. (Coulson's Revenge. "Yeah, I know what it does.") Using the same situations right down to the destruction of the helicarriers and the Hydra plots from Captain America and the Winter Soldier. Having other Asgardians show up, (The Sorceress, Peter MacNichol's Character) along with other Asgardian artifacts. (Remember that berzerker spear that superpowered May and WhatsHisButt for a bit?)

The idea that we accepted that, but Feige gets to hold them at arm's length and say they're not canon when EVERY implication is that they are? That's bad faith storytelling and pulling a bait and switch on your audience/viewers. We watched them in good faith with the understanding that Avengers Tower in the distance on the Daredevil posters and marketing materials probably had RDJ's Tony Stark and his teammates in residence.

When Peggy Carter was pouring out the last vials of the original Erskine Supersoldier Serum from the Brooklyn Bridge at the end of the first season of Agent Carter, we watched with the idea that this was the same Peggy played by Hayley Atwell in Captain America: The First Avenger, the release of the Marvel One Shot: Peggy Carter that came on whatever DVD it was on, which led to her voicing Captain Carter in the official yet non canon What If series.

To suddenly say all these stories that we've invested hours of our lives watching and getting emotionally invested in suddenly don't count when they were CLEARLY meant to? That's bad faith storytelling. Why should we give a damn about anything happening on D+ if the company can turn around and say, "Oh, and by the way, this is all elaborate What If fiction if we say so."

This isn't the same situation as Disney buying Lucasfilm, and then imposing their new canon on the fandom because the very entrenched Expanded Universe of the novels and comics and videogames didn't fit with their plans. I can understand that cos they DID have plans and didn't want to be constrained by old plot put in novels. I can accept that.

Hell, you ought to see the mountain of Star Trek novels my mom had. I kinda doubt most, if any of those novels, or DC & Marvel or even Gold Key comics are considered Trek Canon nowadays. But EVEN Trek has acknowledged that the events of something as offbeat as the Filmation Animated Series happened in live action canon with one simple throwaway line in the new Picard series. (Riker namechecks the K'Zinti from the episode 'The Slaver Weapon' by Larry Niven, who injects his long standing feline alien race into Trek as an alien race of the week.)

This situation is NOT that.

THIS situation is at least 7 television shows, whose combined budgets over the years cost in excess of 100 million dollars easy. (They did that with Agents of Shield alone, assuming a budget of a million per episode.) with the implicit understanding that these events and situations were happening in canon with the MCU. It was a selling point they underlined with major story arcs, in-references written into the scripts, and special event appearances by the supporting cast of the movies themselves. If these shows suddenly don't count, then we were sold a bill of goods other than what we were told they were. Which makes Feige guilty of pissing down my back and telling me it's raining.

I'm not even asking for every damn thing to be taken into account. I've not finished outlier shows like Runaways, Cloak & Dagger, and Helstrom. What I have seen of Runaways doesn't seem to have any overt references to the rest of the MCU. I have no burning desire to see the continuing adventures of Tandy and Tyrone. I was honestly surprised Cloak & Dagger even got greenlit. THOSE shows are examples of standalone TV you can pretty much lump in with every spider-man cartoon and the live action shows from the 1970's and Japan. Or the 1979 Doctor Strange pilot from ABC. Clearly the Hulu shows were meant to be fare you could take or leave. Not canon. Just a thing sold with Marvel's name on it when you saw billboards or city bus signs with those shows on em.

Some of these things are NOT like the others.

The Netflix and ABC shows of the last decade however are CLEARLY meant to happen in the same world. They were marketed to us on that very predication. Things happened and people showed up that were clearly shared characters and situations from the movies. So much so that it was part of the contract with Netflix that Marvel Productions wouldn't use the characters for 4 years cos both companies understood that Marvel would want to have them available later if the fans wanted them badly enough. It wouldn't do for Marvel to have another Sony Pictures situation later on like they have with the Spider-Characters, after all.

There's another example I can add to this already LENGTHY argument. This is not the only Daredevil they've done.

Back in the heady days of the 2000-aughties, we got Spidey Movies. and a couple of Blade movies, and DAREDEVIL & ELEKTRA movies with Ben Affleck and Jennifer Garner in 2003. Back when Wilson Fisk was the late great Michael Clarke Duncan. THOSE Daredevil related features are clearly not meant to be part of the MCU that Feige and company started 5 years later in RDJ's first Iron Man movie.

And this isn't even getting into the fact that No Way Home is going to mine the Aughties' Spider-Man movies for characters like Norman & Harry Osborn, Otto Octavius and Electro. Showing Marvel Productions' ability and willingness to retroactively RE-Canon-ize stories they feel like validating.

Now Feige, look at me with a straight face and tell me Charlie Cox, Elodie Yung and Vincent D'Onofrio's shows weren't ever meant to be canon just like the Daredevil/Elektra movies from 2003. Remember to smile when you say it. Again, one of these things is not like the other.

I'm not asking that EVERY damn movie and TV show ever done with a Marvel property get included. The Fox Marvel Movies with the X-Men or The Fantastic Four aren't going to get included. But a proper F4 movie is already in development now that they have the rights back. We already have the Skrulls showing up in the MCU. What? Don't look at me like that, Feige. The Skrulls were F4 characters. That's why we got 'Chitauri' in The Avengers instead of Skrulls cos at the time, Fox still owned the rights to Skrulls. Not the case nowadays with shows like Secret Invasion in the works is it?

This is why I'm saying that Feige's efforts to hold the ABC and Netflix shows at arm's length from the rest of the MCU border on grotesque. He's already made it plan that he can include old Sony Pictures characters as canon in the Spider-Man movies if he wants to. The precedent is there for re-canonizing any damn show or movie he wants to. His refusal to validate and persistence in refuting the existence of the Netflix and ABC characters is ridiculous, patronizing, and starting to feel a bit insulting.

Kevin? Buddy? Executive producer o'mine who's name is ON those shows right along with Jeph Loeb? It's actually more of a headache to exclude these shows canonically than include them at this point. And with the exception of Iron Fist and The Inhumans? You stand to make BILLIONS with them.

Honestly. Stop it. Cut that shit out. This is getting embarassing.

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just-another-blog-of-fluff · 4 years ago

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A Difficult Question

Word count: 3000

Warnings: continued second-hand embarrassment? 😉 tickling, fluff as always

This is in response to a prompt from @sigyn-laufeyson0609 for a sequel to An Embarrassing Secret. Thanks for the idea friend! 😊 I snuck in a little soft Loki toward the end, just to switch things up a little!

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You had avoided Loki for a solid week after he had revealed he knew about your blog. Although he didn’t seem to find it as strange as you’d have expected him to, you couldn’t help but feel a little exposed. Your writing wasn’t something you’d intended to show anyone, much less the tall, handsome, alien god who made you feel giddy every time he said your name.

Despite your concern that he would tell the others, no one else so much as breathed a word about your little secret. Either they were too kind to say anything for fear of embarrassing you, or he truly hadn’t told anyone else. You hoped it was the latter, although you supposed it couldn’t get any worse than Loki finding out.

You couldn’t avoid him forever, though. The first time you ran into him, other than those brief moments in passing where you ducked your head or turned the other way, you were sitting in the library again, this time actually reading something rather than typing on your laptop. (No way were you risking leaving that out in public again…) Loki had entered the library without your knowledge, having been engrossed in the novel you were reading while sitting in one of the comfortable armchairs. A sudden squeeze to your side alerted you to his presence, causing you to jolt and whip your head around to find the god smirking down at you. He shot you a wink before continuing on to browse the shelves.

Somehow, that brief interaction had eased your anxiety around him. You didn’t really want to stay away from him, after all. And it seemed like he was going to treat the whole situation as a game, which in a strange way made you feel better about the whole situation. You would much rather he use this little secret for some lighthearted flirting versus making a big show about it.

So, you went back to your usual routines, no longer trying to shy away from him. He rewarded you with the occasional poke to the side while passing by you in the hallway, or a quick pinch to the soft skin above your knee during movie night with the team. And, maybe, you started trying to provoke him a little more. Doing little irritating things like stealing the last cookie right from under his nose or changing the channel during one of the rare moments he was actually watching something on the television usually earned you a couple extra scribbles to the belly, or a fluttering of fingers to the neck.

It never lasted longer than a couple seconds at most, though. Most of the time that was plenty for you, just long enough to make your heart beat faster with adrenaline and for heat to prickle in your cheeks.

But not today.

No, today you were really in the mood to be tickled senseless. You were even making sarcastic comments to some of the other Avengers, hoping that someone might just decide they’d had enough of your sass. Although no one else knew you actually enjoyed it, everyone was aware that you were more ticklish than the average person. It was uncommon for the others to take advantage of it, but on rare occasions Thor or Tony would dig their fingers into your ribs to get you to stop talking if you were being particularly annoying. Today, though, no one was getting the hint.

You didn’t see Loki until later that evening, when you stumbled across him in the common room. He was alone, sitting on the couch with his back leaned up against the cushions and his feet up on the coffee table. He had a book in his hand, which he seemed pretty focused on, turning a page every few seconds as his eyes skimmed across the aging pages.

“You’re hovering again,” he observed suddenly, never once lifting his gaze from his book. Startled, you left your position from the doorway and entered the room, taking a seat on the other side of the couch.

“I’ll never understand how you know people are there without even seeing them,” you marveled.

“I’ve told you before – it’s impossible to sneak up on me.”

“Well maybe I’ll be the first someday.” You sat back against the couch, and silence blanketed the room, save for the occasional crinkling of the pages of Loki’s book as he continued to read. You realized that this would be the perfect opportunity to try to provoke the Asgardian to tickle you – you were alone in the common room, and he seemed to be in a state of focus where he would be pretty irritated if you broke his concentration.

You wanted to be subtle, though. You wouldn’t want him to think you were asking for it, after all, and as he was the only person who knew about your secret, you figured he would see through you pretty quickly if you tried too hard. So, you started simple by leaning forward and picking up the remote from the coffee table, turning on the television. You found a program he had previously expressed disinterest in and set the channel to that, settling back against the couch cushions, and turning up the volume.

Loki was silent despite all of this, so you stole a glance in his direction. His brow was furrowed a little, but his gaze was still fixed on the pages of his novel. Need to try harder, you thought to yourself. You cranked up the volume a little more and laughed a little extra loud at every joke. After trying this for a few minutes, you risked another glance in his direction.

Nothing. Not even a flinch.

You were starting to get a little desperate. The desire for someone to tickle you had settled itself like a flame in your belly, and it had been slowly building all day long. But you were too proud, too embarrassed to just come out and ask for it. You had to find another way.

You turned your body so you were leaning back against the arm of the couch and stretched your legs out across the couch cushions, your feet only inches away from Loki’s leg. This time, you didn’t even chance looking over at him, knowing he wouldn’t try anything if he thought you were expecting it. You sat still for a maddening amount of time without finding any success in your attempts. You stretched one leg out a little further and tapped his leg with your foot.

Nothing.

You tried again, this time with a little more force. At long last, the trickster looked up from his book to glare at you.

“Can I help you?” he asked, his tone flat.

“Uhh… no, sorry,” you replied quickly. He turned his attention back to his book, and you turned back to the TV, feeling a bit deflated. Your mood was still gnawing at your insides, though, and you weren’t quite ready to give up just yet.

You waited a few moments, trying to think of another way to get on his nerves. Maybe you just needed to try a different angle.

“So… watcha reading?” you inquired.

“Shakespeare,” he stated without looking up.

“Oh. That’s really old though, isn’t it?”

“’Old’ is a relative term. What you consider ‘old’ is actually quite new for someone my age.”

“Right. Because you’re old too,” you snickered. This got him to look up at you again finally.

“Pardon?” he asked, his eyes narrowing.

“Well, like you said, ‘old’ is relative. So, compared to me, you’re really old.” You held his gaze, a triumphant grin threatening to spread across your face.

“Yes, I am ‘old’ compared to you I suppose. And yet, you still seem to like what you see.”

Your face flushed hot.

“I- well- that’s not… never mind,” you huffed, turning away from him once again. You heard his book snap shut, the cover making a small thumping sound as he set it down on the table.

“You seem a bit off today. Is there something with which you require assistance?” You glanced up to find his blue-green eyes fixed on you. It was difficult to read his expression – he wasn’t annoyed, but he wasn’t overtly amused, either.

“What? No. Why do you ask?”

“Well, you’re watching a television show you and I both know you hate, laughing loudly and turning the volume up, and just generally trying to capture my attention,” he listed. “If I didn’t know any better, I would assume you were trying to get me to tickle you.”

“W-what!? Pshh. That’s… that’s ridiculous,” you stammered, folding your arms defiantly across your chest. “Just because I don’t mind it doesn’t mean I would ask for it.”

“I see.” Loki sat back against the couch again, picking up his novel and reopening it to his bookmarked page. “So, you won’t mind if I go back to reading in peace, then?”

“Nope,” you affirmed, popping the P for emphasis. You leaned back into your seat once again, your arms still crossed. You changed the channel to another show you were more interested in so you could try to forget about this whole thing by distracting yourself.

Once again, the room fell silent, with the exception of the voices on the television and the flipping of Loki’s book pages. Your heart sank deeper in your chest in disappointment. You almost had him there – why did he have to go and ruin it by observing out loud that you wanted to be tickled?

“Honestly, y/n, you look as if someone put something sour in your drink,” Loki said finally, placing his book back on the coffee table.

“I’m fine,” you insisted flatly, refusing to look at him.

“I’ve told you before – if you want me to tickle you, all you have to do is ask.” You observed him in your peripheral vision, your stomach swooping at the mischievous gleam in his eyes.

“No,” you stated.

“No? No what? No, you don’t want me to tickle you? Or no, you refuse to ask?”

“Just… no.” You pulled your feet closer to your body, sitting crisscross on the couch with your arms still folded across your torso. Loki chuckled, a smirk tugging at his lips.

“You sound like a petulant child.”

“Do not!” you argued. Loki didn’t respond – he merely held his hand out at you, silently noting that you’d proven his point. You huffed and turned away from him, pretending to turn your focus back to the television.

“I know exactly what you’re trying to do, darling,” he sang, scooting closer to you on the couch. “You are hoping to provoke me sufficiently to make me retaliate and tickle you. You’ve been doing so since you saw me from the doorway. Don’t try to deny it.”

Heat was crawling up your neck into your cheeks again, and you squeezed your mouth shut, shaking your head defiantly. He shuffled a bit closer, now only inches away from you. “I’m sorry to tell you, dear, but you’re going to have to ask me properly.” You let out an involuntary groan at that, your heart pounding at the sheer proximity of the god beside you. “Use your words, darling. What is it that you want?”

Your resolve was breaking. This whole exchange was only enhancing your lee mood, and he’d made it clear that you wouldn’t get anything out of him without actually coming out and asking for it bluntly. It was difficult to form the words in your mouth.

“I… erm… could you… uh…”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t quite catch that,” he teased, his smirk broadening.

“Could you… would you, maybe… couldyoutickleme?” The words finally came tumbling out of your mouth, and as soon as you said it you found yourself pinned down on the couch, the god of mischief hovering over you with a victorious smirk on his face.

“Now, y/n, was that really so difficult?” Before you had the chance to tell him exactly how difficult it was, he cut you off by digging his fingers into your ribcage. He knew it was a weaker spot, drawing rambunctious laughter from you as you grasped his wrists. You weren’t really making any effort to try to push him away, of course, but it gave you something to do with your hands. “For someone who wanted this so badly, you’re making it exceedingly difficult with your incessant squirming.”

“I cahahan’t help ihihit!!” you exclaimed, arching your back as his fingers darted down to your belly. He wouldn’t give you the chance to get accustomed to one spot, quickly moving to scribble into your sides or drill his thumbs into your hips. It was exactly what you’d been hoping would happen all day today, and yet still you could barely handle it as ticklish shocks wracked through your body.

“Let’s see, now – where else are you ticklish? I don’t have your little narratives open for reference this time, so I suppose I’m going to have to find out for myself,” he pondered aloud, tone laced with mischief. “Ah! How about here?” Loki slipped his fingers under your arms, causing you to clamp them down to your sides. That didn’t stop him, though, continuing to vibrate his fingers into your uppermost ribs. The sensation made you shriek, throwing your head back and laughing with abandon.

“Nohoho Loki! Not there!” you cried, feebly pulling at his wrists as much as you could with your arms pressed to your sides.

“No? On the contrary, dear, I think it’s a perfectly effective spot.” You twisted involuntarily, accidentally rolling off the couch and face first onto the floor with a thud. Loki was at your side in a flash, kneeling beside you with a hand on your shoulder. “Are you alright?”

“Y-yehehes,” you giggled, heart fluttering at the idea that he was so concerned about you possibly being hurt. You turned to roll onto your back to look up at him, but he pressed down on your shoulder, holding you in place.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked ominously, his fingers moving to dig into your ribcage with renewed vigor. Not being able to see his hands was so much better worse. You tried desperately to roll onto your side but each time he would shift both hands to the newly exposed side, forcing you to roll back onto your stomach to protect the sensitive skin there. “Shall I ‘go in for the kill’ as they say?”

“No! Don’t! Anything but that!” you pleaded, although you both knew your heart wasn’t really in it.

“Sorry, darling, but as I recall, you did ask for this.” With that, his fingertips scribbled into that wretched spot on the back of your upper ribs. You kicked your feet against the floor in ticklish agony, your laughter pitching up an octave. Before long, your laughter grew silent, prompting him to ease up on you and scratch lightly at your sides. You turned to roll onto your back, and he allowed it this time, chuckling at your disheveled state. You took a moment to catch your breath, chest heaving with exertion, and you twitched occasionally when his fingertips found an extra sensitive spot on your side.

Loki’s fingers stilled against your sides, and you frowned up at him, feeling a sense of loss without his touch. He laughed heartily at that, a genuine smile spreading across his lips.

“Silly girl, was that not enough for you? Do you need me to continue?” Before waiting for your answer, he reached down and fluttered his fingers behind both knees. You squealed in surprise, giggles spilling from your lips. Loki sat on your shins to avoid any accidental kicks to the face, shifting to knead at the soft skin just above your knee on your inner thigh. You hadn’t anticipated just how unbearably ticklish that spot could be.

“Wait wait wahahait!! Stahahap!!” you cried, trying desperately to yank your legs out from under the Asgardian.

“Ah, I see I’ve identified a new– what do you call it? ‘Death spot’?”

Your laughter was growing hoarse, and Loki took this as his cue to let up again, getting up off your legs and kneeling beside you. You were exhausted, but the endorphins coursing through your veins made you feel giddy.

“That… that was mean,” you said breathlessly.

“I’ll remind you once again, you asked for it,” he retorted.

Loki stood up and offered you a hand to help you off the floor, which you gratefully accepted. You stood there awkwardly for a moment, not certain what to say. For the first time, you noticed Loki was also at a loss for words; his hand moved to the back of his neck, and he glanced around the room, uncertainty in his eyes.

On a whim (or maybe it was just the residual adrenaline, you’ll never know) you leaned forward and wrapped your arms around the bewildered god in front of you.

“Thanks, Loki,” you whispered into his shoulder. He stood frozen for a moment before finally sliding his arms around you as well, squeezing you tight.

“Anytime, love,” he replied, his voice low and gruff, softer than you’d ever heard him speak. You hugged him for another moment before releasing the trickster and hurrying off to your room, hoping to hide away before you could say anything to ruin things.

And, you can bet, you would be doing some more writing tonight.

Part 3: A Cozy Evening

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stuckybarton · 4 years ago

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SUMMARY: You were new to the team, but what everyone didn't know was you weren't so new to the God of Mischief. CHARACTERS: Loki Laufeyson x Ex!Reader [Ex to Lovers again?] WARNINGS: Profanities. Suggestive Themes. Slight Angst and horrible self-image. Grammar Mistakes. English not being my first language. [Not Beta’d tho] WORDS: 2,956 CHAPTERS: [1/3] A/N; Life happened and yeah, didn’t have much time to write. Not my best work for this mini-series, but I’m fighting through for this. Hope you guys enjoy~

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"Agent Y/N Y/L/N." You introduced yourself the first moment you were escorted into the compound by Director Nick Fury. Multiple sets of faces both new and old had come to greet you. For a moment you wouldn't even believe that this is was the new life you would find yourself to be a part of from now on.

Years in the job for SHIELD before disappearing off the grid to get as much information about HYDRA, everyone had thought you had betrayed them and you had accepted that they would think so lowly of you after all the near-deaths you had to endure on the job. Even with the mission becoming more of a death wish, you had accepted the role Nick had given you all those years ago and now you were rewarded, immensely. A spot on the Avengers as part of the Earth's Mightiest Heroes.

The familiar face of Nat was the first to greet you with a hug. A fiercely tight one, it had been so long since you've seen a friend. Then your eyes fell towards the rest of the team; Bucky Barnes, who you had a few close encounters with during your time with HYDRA. You had witness everything they had done to him and stood on trail to clean his name. Steve Rogers, who, with Sharon Carter, had assisted in guarding Steve while SHIELD was still under HYDRA's control. But among the familiar faces, one stood out the most.

Loki Laufeyson.

To many, the man was a snake, a God that had once brought death and destruction in New York. But to you, he was different, this was the man that you had spent your lonely nights with while under the guise of a traitor. It had once just been a physically thing between the two of you, neither wanting to know about each other's lives. You knew he was a God, a man that had wronged the world, but he had never known about you, the woman that had painted yourself as a traitor for the better of the world. The one that had been called every name on the book for the sake of making sure you did your part right.

Then it got serious between the two of you. Admission of love was told between both of your lips. But it was dangerous for you two to be together especially when you were already told by Fury that you can come back to the surface. You didn't know what side he was on, and you did not have the heart to make him choose if the time would come.

So you two parted. A month ago. The pain still throbbing you like an unattended bullet hole right through your heart. It was still so painful to look at him and not remember him crumbling on his knees begging you to stay. The first sob that escaped his lips and forever haunted your dreams. A never-ending loop in the back of your head as your demons screamed at you for breaking an already broken man.

"I for one am happy you're finally here. Another woman to add to an already Man's Man world in the compound." Nat teased glancing towards the other individuals that had come to know the new face. "With introductions out of the way, you've got a lot of explaining to do for the past few years."

You could only smile at your friend. You did have so much to explain to her, things had been murky between you and Clint, but after everything, Nat had refused to believe you would betray them, betray her, and it was finally a relief to be able to return back home, seeing the people that mean the most to you.

"Tell me about it." You muttered allowing Nat to quickly pull your away from the crowd, but it missed your eyes how he was still looking. Ice blue eyes a contract to the burning gaze he had towards you.

Forget about him. Forget about him. You were here for a new opportunity. No him. Never him.

For the next few weeks, everyone had grown to accept you in your new role as part of the Avengers. You kept up with Steve, Bucky, and Sam during their runs. Sam more than happy to finally have someone that had the same pace as him, but only for you to laugh and out run him just to get a reaction out of the high flier. Tony and Bruce had also found a kinship in you, having provided them enough information about HYDRA's experiments and location made most of their missions easier. Then there was Nat and Clint, your confidant in this new life. Every single moment that was not dedicated to a mission was spent with them; may it be movie night or a simple get together outside the compound, often times bringing Wanda and Vision along just to mess with you and call you a 5th wheel of the group.

But among number of members on the team, everyone had noticed you constantly avoided one Thor Odinson and one Loki Laufeyson. The only real time you would even dare talk to either of the brothers would be during training--other than that, you tried your best to avoid them, Loki most especially. Every single moment that would force the two of you to be in the same room, Loki had a glare while you tried your best to avoid his gaze.

Everyone noticed, everyone didn't seem to worry too much. It comes with having a former-villain part of the team. They thought you would eventually get used to the God's presence just as much as they did.

"You ever gonna tell me what's going on between you and Loki?" Nat inquired avoiding your punch.

What you hated the most about sparring with Nat was her capability of multitasking. Talking and snooping about someone else's business while also kicking their ass in the process--this was the predicament you were in right in this very moment.

"Nothing is going on." You muttered landing back first on the mat after being thrown like a rag doll by Nat. Eyes looking at the ceiling, you wondered if it was a good idea to actually come clean to her about her past with the God of Mischief. "I know what he's done to New York and I think you can't blame me for taking precaution when it comes to him."

Nat now comes hovering on top of you, the narrowed eyes and gentle smirk was all you needed to know--she knew it was bullshit. But when she had stopped pushing you for more information, it was enough for you to just change the subject.

"They found Dominic?" You inquired. One of the first big missions that everyone was focusing on was one of the leading Scientist for HYDRA. With the exposure of HYDRA to the world, some of them had moved away and found themselves in much shadier company, much to everyone's radar now spiking.

Dominic Wagner was, in part, partially responsible for the Winter Soldier program in the modern era. One of the pioneers in moving the project into a much younger sets of test subjects. You lost contact with the man as soon as your got back into the surface, but it had also meant a target was on your back when they found out you were a double agent.

"He's in Russia. Wasting away all the funding for the program with parties" Nat points out. "Still a better way to spend the money that abducting kids everywhere."

You nodded, memories of files upon files for the prospects still haunted you to this day.

"When are you taking him out?" You inquired. In your time with the SHIELD, the red in both of your ledger had made you two a hot commodity if the situation present itself as shoot to kill. Neither of you would hesitate. You knew you would now, after everything, but if it means one less bad people in this earth, you would swallow your new morals.

"Fury wants him alive." She pointed out finally standing back up to her own two feet, leaving you on your back, staring at the ceiling in deep thought. "I know as much as you do, we want him dead for everything he has done, but we need him alive so we can get the others."

You nodded, this was one of the few things you had to get used to as part of the team. Death was best solution in SHIELD--at least in your team, not here. As long as you were part of Steve's team, you would need to choose whether or not killing would be the best option. Hope that you weren't so blessed to be given in your time under.

"I get a first shot when we don''t have any use of him anymore." You muttered finally standing back up with Nat's help. Steps faltering at the sight of the God of Mischief, training with the likes of Peter Parker, Sam Wilson, and Bucky Barnes. A weird mix up, but wasn't hard to understand why.

"Why don't you shoot your shots with him for now." Nat teased, finally making you break from staring at the plain black shirt and green sweatshort-clad Loki Laufeyson. "If we try to ignore the death count during his attack, he is sort-of your type in men." Nat wiggled her brows. quick to avoid you as you attempted to swat her in the ass, eyes now turned away from God and his training partners.

"By type, you mean psychotic with possible Daddy-issue? Then you might just be right." You snort.

"I'm offended you think of me as such, Darling"

Jerking your head to the owner of the voice, how the hell did he sneak up behind you without you noticing. You glanced at Nat in panic and like the traitor that she was, made a terrible excuse of being needed in Bruce's lab. Now being left in the man's presence, you could all but remember the last time you had been this close to the man.

Heartbreaks.

Words that you didn't mean.

Words that he didn't mean.

It still hurt you, and you were sure it hurts him just as much, if not more now, finally realizing why there had been a need for a breakup between the two of them all those weeks ago.

"Here I thought I would have someone to trust. You mortals continue to disappoint me." He hissed.

Your eyes glanced at the other training trio, noticing all three of them were in their own little world to even noticed what was going on between the two of them.

"Tell me, Darling..." He whispered, head leaning towards the shell of your ears. The familiar shiver run through your skin as just his voice. Memories of the very things his silver tongue had whispered had you flustered and breathless, more than from your earlier training with Nat. "Was it satisfying to play with a God?"

Before you could even mutter a word, his constantly gentle hand now covered your jaw, emitting a squeak from your lips and stopping you from saying a word. He was never this forceful, nor did he do anything that would hurt you. Was this the true nature of the man you had finally thought you have been the best part of you. To have loved a man that everyone was right to stay away from?

"Or is it shame finally coming to you, to be ever involved with someone like me?"

You tried to pry his hand away from you, but he was too strong--stronger than you could ever think of being.

"Or is this you taking your opportunity to move from one bed to another? Who will it be this time, Y/N? My oaf of a brother or will it be Soldier out of time? Who will you whore this time?"

And you finally snapped. With a resounding slap, all three individuals had heard your attack on the man and Loki finally releasing his hold on your jaws. A chuckle escaped his lips and only brought the first line of tears to fall from your eyes. You never wanted to believe him to be a monster, but here he was, proving her wrong.

"I am in doubt of the foundation of our relationship for the past years, Y/N. I am the God of Mischief and Lies and the only mortal I had ever truly opened to had done this to me. Lied to me for such a long time, lied about the entirety of our relationship."

"You will never understand."

"Oh no," he chuckled darkly, eyes glaring straight into your own. "I understand well enough to know, you would never love someone like me and I deserve every lie and heartache I am enduring because of everything I have ever done in my past."

Before you could defend yourself and the genuinity of your relationship with the God, he had made his excuse. Leaving you to ponder of the true damage of your breakup with Loki, and the aftermath it had now held for the both of you. He was right, you had lied, and either way, their relationship will fall apart because of those lies.

He was the God of Mischief and Lies.

Yet, he did not expect for this biggest lie to break him the most. The separation had been painful, he had always hoped for a better life with you. Then a month passed since your breakup, he sees you, it hits him like a sharp knife to the chest all over again. He experience the pain of a stab to the chest, but it would never compare to the pain of seeing you in this very compound with the truth of your life that you refused to ever open to him.

This was karma coming to haunt him it seems.

It had been well over a week now since the first time he had actually confronted you about everything. It wasn't how he planned for things to go through. He never wanted to hurt you, but he was a monster after all. A monster that his own father had told his people to avoid. A bedtime story to scare mischievous kids into submission.

He had always thought after everything he had to endure, had to do, had to escape, he could finally live a peaceful life. A life to finally start anew. A life where he could finally change for the best. A mortal woman had made him make those ideas come into reality, you had always became the reason why he would never have his redemption in life.

A bitter idea with no possible resolution.

How could he have ever believed that anyone would ever love someone like him? After everything he had ever done, he was never allowed to be loved. You had proved that somehow.

'Mr. Laufeyson, you are needed for a meeting with the team'

Breaking from his little bubble. He sighed finally returning back to reality, into the little comforts the library could give him. The week had been gruelling for him, three individual witnessed the altercation between himself and you. It had spread like wildfire, but thanking the Gods that no one was able to listen to the conversation.

He had to endure most of the questioning. In everyone's eyes, he was, after all, still under everyone's constant scrutiny. A man that no one could trust. But he refused to say a single word knowing you did the same thing. It was better to keep your mouth shut instead of letting people know exactly what had happened. Somehow that brought a smile on his face. He might not share a future with you, but might as well make the most out of making your life a living hell, as much you did it to him.

Shutting the book he was barely even reading, he placed the book back into the shelf before walking his way towards the meeting room.

He could easily teleport, but he preferred to enjoy his moments of peace without his oaf of a brother breathing down his neck or Stark constantly testing his patience with his quips. It also gave him a moment to school his features, he knew well enough about the mission to know you would also be in attendance. Be more invested in this mission than anyone else.

It was a few things he was relearning about you now that you were out in the open as everyone claims you to be. You were a free spirited being that could meld with anyone you were in the area with. He had watched you throw relentless jabs at Tony during your first few days that had the man surprisingly raise a white flag. But the most dangerous thing he had to learn was the familial relationship you had with one Natasha Romanoff and Clint Burton, two people that he kept his distance with the most.

"Professor Snape has finally graced us with his presence."

Loki has learned since joining the team to choose his battle when it comes to Tony. This was one of those moment. Finding a vacant chair besides his brother, he had taken his seat. A big mistake on his part as he finds from across the table, you sat. In between a glaring Romanoff and Barton.

Wearing a smirk, just to get on the two super spies' nerve, he turned his attention right back into the meeting. He begins formulating a few little schemes to not only get on the two's nerved, but most especially yours.

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mimisempai · 4 years ago

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You don't break a bad habit, you replace it with a good one

Summary:

Mobius doesn't take care of himself, this is probably one of his worst habits. But now he has Loki in his life to remind him to take care of himself.

5 times where Loki helps Mobius to stop working and one time where he doesn't need to.

30 days OTP challenge Day 11: Bad habits

Notes:

Another excuse for fluff and especially for one of my favorite tropes, caring Loki.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/35332015

2555 words - Rating G

Mobius let out a sigh as he stretched before continuing to go through the day's mission reports that he had to validate. There were also the files of the newcomers to study. While waiting to find someone who could take over Ravonna's job, it was up to him to do it and the others had enough work without him adding to it.

Immersed in his reading, he suddenly felt a presence behind him.

"You're overworking yourself again."

Mobius sighed as he turned to Loki's reproving face, "I'm not overworking myself. I take breaks."

Loki chuckled as he replied, " Knowing what a break means to you, let me laugh."

Mobius was about to return to his files when he was stopped by Loki's powerful grip.

"Mobius, I'm serious."

Mobius reluctantly stopped and at his sullen face, Loki's tone softened as he crouched down to look Mobius in the eye, "You need to take a break, you've been working for hours and you don't even leave your desk."

Loki gently stroked Mobius' cheek and Mobius leaned into his hand.

"God, I'm unable to resist."

Loki replied with a smile, "In privacy, call me Loki."

Mobius chuckled, the light, corny joke allowing him to relieve some of the pressure he was putting on himself to finish his work.

Loki stood up, held out his hand and said, "Come at least ten minutes with me in the kitchen, I made you a little snack, your files won't go away. I promise, after ten minutes, we'll go back to work."

Mobius looked at Loki with surprise, "We?"

Loki nodded and pulled him behind him with a sigh, "Mobius, you don't have to do this alone. I'm here too, so if my help can lessen your workload a bit then I'll do what I can."

Mobius replied as he followed him, "Loki, I don't want to.You have your work too and I don't want to be a burden."

Loki stopped and took Mobius' head in his hands. He said looking him straight in the eye.

"Mobius, no one asked you to take the whole responsibility on your shoulders. If you work yourself to death, there's no point. It's not just me who wants to help you, so don't be afraid to ask for help or accept it, no one will think less of you if you do."

He stroked Mobius' cheeks with his thumbs and Mobius nodded.

"I promise to try. But bad habits die hard."

Loki looked at him mischievously, "Who are you talking to?"

As Mobius had said, bad habits die hard, but Loki was persistent.

"You've worked harder than anyone else here, once again Mobius, you need a break," Loki said without preamble, leaning against the door frame. Mobius barely raised his head and continued what he was doing as he replied, "I just need to finish this... Loki!"

He couldn't finish his sentence, Loki had walked over, taken his pen from him, closed it and closed all the open files in front of him and stacked them neatly to the side.

"Loki! My work..."

"Can wait," Loki finished softly. "You think I didn't see you falling asleep at your desk?"

"But..."

"There are no buts about it," Loki said, his tone gentle but firm. "You need a break and I will personally make sure you get one as usual, a break my way!"

Mobius knew when he couldn't fight it so he gave in.

"Come on," Loki coaxed. "Head to the living room, there's a can of Josta, some sandwiches, a Jetski magazine and the couch waiting for you."

This tempting program finally convinced him, Loki was right, work could wait, but he still protested for the record, so he mumbled, "That's not very professional."

Loki laughed softly, "You'll just have to blame me."

He pushed Mobius toward the door of the living room.

"Sit down," said Loki. Mobius obeyed. Loki moved around him, lifted his feet and put them on a cushion on the small table in front of him, then placed a small tray with some sandwiches and a can of Josta as promised. On the armrest to his right was the jet ski magazine.

Mobius couldn't hold back the confession that came out of his mouth and said softly, "I love you, I don't deserve all this..."

"Of course you do, my prince deserves this and more."

"And what does your prince have to do to get a kiss?" asked Mobius, a playful smile on his lips. Loki wiped the smile from MObius' lips with a tender kiss before answering, "Nothing, my kisses will always be free."

Then he snuggled up to his lover, happy that once again he could help him take it easy.

Loki had returned a little later from his mission and had been informed at the TVA that Mobius had already come home. But Loki was under no illusion. If Loki wasn't home, he was sure Mobius had probably immersed himself in work.

Opening the door, Loki went straight to the study, knowing he would find Mobius there. When he opened the door, however, he didn't expect to see what he had in front of him and couldn't hold back a fond smile. Mobius was sitting at his desk with his head in his arms, sleeping so soundly that he hadn't even reacted to Loki's arrival.

As usual, he was surrounded by TVA files.

Mobius was so soundly asleep that Loki didn't have the heart to wake him up. He moved the files, taking care not to disturb him. Then he went to the living room, picked up the plaid that was on the sofa and came back to Mobius' study. He covered his shoulders and Mobius did not move. Loki stayed a few seconds to watch him, kissed very lightly his hair, then murmured softly while leaving, "Rest my love."

He prepared dinner and after half an hour, as he finished setting the table, he felt two arms wrap around him and turned to find himself facing a Mobius whose cheeks were adorably crumpled from sleeping on his crossed arms.

"Hey there, did you sleep well?"

Mobius nodded, "Although I regret, just a little, the time I lost, I admit I needed it." He raised himself on his toes to gently kiss Loki before adding, "Thanks for the blanket."

"You were sleeping so peacefully, I wasn't going to wake you up."

Then embarrassed by the gratitude he saw in Mobius' eyes, he invited him to the table with a gesture and they shared their dinner, chatting happily.

Mobius let out a long yawn, but continued to read his files, which he found interminable this evening. The only light he had was the one on his desk, not very strong.

Loki turned on the light and Mobius barely reacted, not even looking up.

Loki thought that tonight he would have to be much more persuasive than usual.

He made a first attempt and asked, "Mobius, don't you think you should go to bed?"

Mobius turned the page of the file he was reading and replied without looking up, "I'll go to bed when I'm done, I promise."

Loki frowned and knew he would have to step up, and with what he knew to be his puppy dog eyes, he said in a plaintive voice, "I worry about you. You wouldn't want me to be unable to sleep, consumed with worry would you?"

Mobius stopped and Loki thought maybe he had won. But... It was Mobius' turn to take on a plaintive tone that Loki could do nothing about, "Loki, sweetheart, I promise I'll go to bed very soon. Just let me finish this real quick. Please?"

"All right," sighed Loki. "But you better join me soon."

Half an hour later Loki was still alone in their bed.

He got up and shifted into his Jotun form that made him bigger and stronger, stomped towards Mobius' desk, didn't even give him time to react and lifted him up in a bridal manner to take him to the bedroom.

Mobius, who had been surprised at first, was now laughing in Loki's arms and asked, "Loki, what are you doing?"

"You need to sleep, my love, and obviously you are not capable of making the decision for yourself, so I am taking you to bed."

Mobius pulled a pouty face and replied, "Loki, I'm just about done, just a few more minutes..."

"No, no and no, you need to sleep. This time no begging will be accepted."

Loki continued to walk to the room with a steady pace.

Mobius sighed, "You've really decided to help me break my bad habits. But you really won't let me continue working? Not even if I tell you that you're incredibly hot in your Jotun form?"

Loki, in shock, almost knocked them both down before protesting while walking through their bedroom door, "Mobius, that's cheating!"

Mobius laughed and Loki unceremoniously threw him onto the bed.

Later, they settled down to sleep and Loki, who had returned to his normal appearance, spooned around Mobius. Mobius took his hand that was resting on his chest, kissed it and said, "You are really incredibly hot in your Jotun form."

Loki tightened his embrace and whispered in his ear, "If I didn't think it was more important for you to sleep, I'd show you how hot I can be."

Mobius chuckled softly, before drifting off to sleep.

Given the number of times he had to force Mobius to take breaks, Loki could walk blindfolded all the way to Mobius' study.

He opened the door for the umpteenth time, without bothering to knock.

He simply sighed, "Mobius..."

Mobius looked up and Loki thought once again that he was there at the right time, Mobius looked exhausted.

Loki sat back against his desk and looked down at Mobius without saying anything.

Mobius, knowing what his lover was thinking, said softly, "I'm fine."

"I don't think so." replied Loki, brushing his fingertips over the dark circles under Mobius' eyes.

"Loki, I promise you, I'm fine." replied Mobius without shying away from the caress and Loki took it as half a victory.

"Just a little break," he argued.

"Loki I have so many wo-"

"Mobius, you always have a lot of work, but if you are too tired you won't be efficient so what is better, going back tomorrow after resting or continuing until you are exhausted and risk making mistakes? Why do we always have to have the same discussion? When will you understand that you have to take care of yourself? If you won't do it for yourself, do it for me."

He grabbed his hand as he tried to talk some sense into him.

Mobius stared at their joined hands, before looking up at Loki. His strained expression wavered and he asked, "Is it that important to you?""Of course Mobius, I love you, it's only natural that I want you to be okay. That sometimes you put yourself first and not always the needs of others."

"I told you... bad hab-"

Loki put a finger over his mouth, "That's worse than bad habits, that's how you function, but that was before, before I was here. So now you listen to me, you close those files, it's Friday, it's the weekend, those files will stay there until Monday."

Mobius realized what was different, before he was alone, he had no one to tell him to sleep, eat, not to work too hard, to take care of himself.

He grabbed Loki's finger over his mouth, kissed it and said with a smile, "Fate is sometimes curious, it sent me an incredibly stubborn god of chaos to put my bad habits in order."

That evening, for the very first time, under the encouraging gaze of his lover, Mobius closed the door of his office without an ounce of regret and did not actually see those files again until Monday morning.

Mobius was coming home later, but much earlier than usual.

Although he had decided to work overtime, the prospect of an evening in his uncomfortable office rather than his home did not appeal to him.

He had everything closed. Work could wait, his family could not.

It was late so he didn't make any noise. He got rid of his shoes and coat and was joined by Croki who had heard him arrive.

The alligator rubbed its legs and Mobius patted its head. The satisfied animal returned to his terrarium.

On the way to his and Loki's room, he took a look at Loki Jr.'s room and stopped, touched by the scene in front of him. The young boy was sleeping as a starfish in the middle of his bed wrapped messily in his comforter. A picture of peace and joy.

Then Mobius went forward again and entered their room.

"Mobius?" whispered Loki's voice from the bed.

"It's me, shhh, go back to sleep sweetheart. You need to sleep."

Mobius began to undress without bothering to put his clothes away. The appeal of the warm bed and his lover inside was too great.

"You need it more than I do."

"That's why I'm home." murmured Mobius as he slid into bed.

Loki opened his arms to him and Mobius came to snuggle in.

"You're home early."

"I wanted to see you and as you keep telling me, work can wait. How is Loki?"

"He's fine but he misses you, we missed you tonight..." Loki whispered, pulling him closer.

"That's why I didn't bring work home. This weekend is all about us. To our family."

They both fell asleep and Loki woke up later to small knocks on their bedroom door.

"Come in," he whispered, and the younger Loki stepped forward followed by Croki.

"Did daddy come home late? Is he going back to work today?"

"We're going to spend the weekend with just the three of us."

A growl answered him and he added with a soft laugh, "Sorry Croki, all four of us."

He saw that young Loki was fidgeting, shifting from one foot to the other, as if hesitating to ask something. He had opened up a lot since they were all living together, but sometimes he still had trouble reaching out to ask for the things that mattered to him.

"Kid, do you want to get into bed with us?"

The smile that lit up the young boy's face was incredibly bright. It was as if Loki had given him the moon.

Croki growled again and the young boy bent down to take him in his arms.

They climbed onto the bed and crawled between Loki and Mobius, who opened his eyes.

He turned on his side, ruffled young Loki's head, and then reached out his other hand to stroke Loki's cheek with his fingertips, and Loki smiled in the same way as the young Loki.

"I open my eyes to this amazing view. Good morning my treasures. Really, what can stacks of files do against this? »

Croki grunted, as if to give his approval, and the three of them burst out laughing.

Mobius thought to himself that even though bad habits die hard, he was willing to get rid of his own to replace them with moments like this again and again.

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A/N: While everyone else was freaking out over a naked Thor, I cried my eyes out after seeing his Loki tattoo. Then this happened. Enjoy, everyone!

Words: 1734 Warnings: pure fluff... and needles, I guess

With a sigh, you closed your browser. You had now saved a total of three hundred pictures to your laptop, all of which were tattoos by different artists from all over the world. You had been dying to use your own body as a canvas for years but unfortunately, never had the courage nor the money to put colour on your skin forever.

And then, you had met gods and superheroes and your life had taken a complete turn and your priorities had shifted entirely and you had fallen in love with the Norse God of Mischief. Passionate sex had led to feelings you could barely describe with words and now here you were, utterly devoted to a man who would outlive you by thousands of years.

People gave you strange looks whenever you mentioned your devotion to Loki, including the Avengers. And while his brother Thor was celebrated as the hero, Loki was still viewed as the villainous brother who attempted to subjugate the planet all those years back. It didn’t matter how much good he did, not to them anyway. Loki always acted like he didn’t care but whenever Thor, the media, and all of his followers praised him for yet another triumph, you could see the pained expression on Loki’s face—the disappointment.

“It’s getting warmer…” You murmured, cuddling up to him. He was so nice and cool you had a feeling this summer would be a lot more bearable than the previous ones. And even though he claimed that he hated physical affection, you could tell he was enjoying being close to you.

“Loki, we’re on the news!” Thor bellowed. He came barging into the room not caring for privacy, with an excited expression on his face. Loki rolled his eyes all the while you were flinching.

“Heavens, Thor…” Loki complained. You sighed, reaching for the remote to change the program. Thor was right, he was on TV—and he was being interviewed. The reporter was beaming, praising him for his help, admiring his strength. Not with a single word did he mention Loki; nor did Thor.

Loki pressed his lips together to a thin line and swallowed. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes once more when you wrapped your arms around him tighter. And then, finally, the camera panned to Loki for a split second. After that, it was a group of squealing fans holding posters and signs and screaming Thor’s name. One of them had Mjölnir tattooed on her forearm. Huh…

“Thor and his brother…” You heard the reporter say. There was nothing else of importance. The God of Mischief sighed. You switched the program again.

“Always a pleasure to be inside this square box.” Thor said, grinning widely. Then, all of a sudden, he paused. “It almost looks strange to see a woman in your arms, brother.” He looked at you. “I don’t know how you put up with him but I’m glad he found someone who seems to like his… chaotic nature, shall we say?” He grinned once more.

Loki tensed up, still stiff even after Thor had left.

“Loki… are you alright?”

He hummed in response. You put your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. At least you now finally knew what type of tattoo you were going to get.

Would it stay on your skin forever? Yes. Were you facing any hesitation at all? No. You wanted a part of Loki to be with you at all times when he was gone and this, strangely enough, appeared to mean so much more than a wedding ring.

Thousands of fans were committed to Thor, and not a single person had yet expressed their gratitude towards Loki, not to mention that it seemed he himself couldn’t quite believe he was worthy of such gratitude… let alone your love.

It was the following day already that you found yourself in the tattoo studio. They had given you a last-minute appointment after learning who you were and when you had sent your artist an e-mail with what you wanted to get, even the barrier of virtual communication was unable to hide both his confusion and probably even hostility.

In any case, though, he met you neutrally the following day. After shaking his hand, he showed you the template he had made with your pictures and, after making sure you were fine with it, got to work.

You barely registered your surroundings. The walls were full of art, the smell of sanitiser and what must have been the tattoo colours filling your nostrils, and in the background, you could hear the humming of another tattoo gun along with some rock music.

It was only then, when you sat down on the chair, that nervousness began to wash over you—not because you were second-guessing your decision but rather because this man was about to repeatedly poke your skin with a small needle.

“It’s a little too late to ask but would you prefer some numbing cream?” He asked.

You shook your head, smiling mischievously. “Seriously, dude, I fight wars with the Avengers.”

“Yeah, stupid question… So, um…” You resisted the urge to flinch when he started tattooing you. Actually… it wasn’t so bad. Well, the numerous forums you’d been on online had promised you that the inside of your arm was a piece of cake compared to, say the ribs. You were planning on getting more tattoos one day but for now, this one it was.

You couldn’t wait to see Loki’s reaction. He had no idea you were here.

“Why… why Loki? I-I mean… I know you’re technically an Avenger but... that dude’s kinda evil.”

“Evil? He’s helped Thor and the others on missions countless times by now.” You tilted your head. “People just refuse to see the good in him.”

“Suit yourself, I mean… he tried to enslave all of humanity but…”

“That was a long time ago. And it wasn’t entirely his fault if you remember Thanos.��

The tattoo artist cleared his throat. “Yeah, I guess… Still. I mean it’s your skin.”

“Exactly. So let’s just do this. This is my first tattoo, I’d like to have a good memory of getting it and not sit here for hours defending my bo-“ You stopped yourself before you could say boyfriend. He’d see soon enough, for you had asked Loki to come pick you up here a little later. Besides, Loki didn’t like to be called your boyfriend. He was much more of a… lover, he had said. It had a nice ring to it.

“Yeah, yeah… sorry. I promise your choice of tattoo won’t impact the quality of my work. You’ll love it when it’s finished.”

“I’ll take your word for it.”

You only had to take two breaks in between, drinking plenty of water and stretching your legs a bit. Once the tattoo artist had finished up and wrapped clear foil around your tattoo to protect it, you sent Loki a text.

It was odd, every single time, to remind yourself that Loki was using a phone. He never used emojis though, for some dubious reason. That almost made it hard for you to tell when he was being sarcastic or not.

“What is this place? What are you doing in a tattoo parlour?”

“I was shopping for flowers. What do you think?” Chuckling, you embraced him when he entered the tattoo shop. It was perfect timing, for just when you pressed your lips on his to greet him properly, your tattoo artist reemerged from his private backroom.

“Oh… Oh! Oh. Mr… Mr. Loki. You, um… so you’re… wow.” You winked at him. You had to admit, his fear was rather hilarious… which was exactly why you had asked Loki to come pick you up. Besides, Loki could be quite the gentleman if only he wanted to. He loved being all protective over you and that included taking you home on a regular basis.

Loki tilted his head when you broke the kiss, narrowing his eyes at him with his lips parted. “And who are you?”

“I, um… I did her tattoo. It’s um… you know what, it’s on the house.”

“Oh… thanks.” You said, grinning a little. Scary boyfriend privileges…

“You were not joking then? You actually got tattooed?”

“I’ll show you when we’re back home. Come on. Thanks again!”

“Y-yeah… thanks. Bye.”

As soon as you exited the shop, you burst out laughing. “Did you see his face? I love it. Come on, Trickster.” Intertwining your fingers with his, you dragged him along, not even giving him a chance to respond until you reached the Avengers’ Tower.

You couldn’t wait to take your jacket off and show him your tattoo and it seemed, Loki was equally curious.

“Why did you decide to put ink on your body permanently?” He suddenly asked.

“It’s beautiful… to use the skin as a canvas… and to have art that means a lot to you with you at all times, to become a part of you.”

“Hmm…”

“I’ve been thinking about getting tattoos for a very long time but then all this happened and I forgot about it for a while… but I’ve been doing my research and… well, I think you’ll like it.”

Loki frowned when you beamed at him. Once you arrived in your shared room, your grin grew even wider. Excitedly, you took off your jacket, took a deep breath, and then presented your arm to him.

Loki’s lips parted, you could almost hear his face fall when he laid his eyes upon the golden helmet and the dagger you had gotten tattooed on your arm. Then, his blue eyes, filled with utter shock, met yours.

“You… you… this is my…” You smiled at him, biting your lower lip and eagerly awaiting what he would say but instead… instead he was tearing up.

“You… this will be on your skin forever.” He choked out.

You nodded. “I love you, Loki. This is a symbol of my devotion to you. Maybe no one else around here appreciates you the way they should be… but I do.”

Loki closed his eyes for a brief moment. And instead of responding with words, he pulled you into his arms, hugging you so tightly you feared for your breath. He didn’t need to say anything more. His embrace told you more than you needed to hear.

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