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BIG love for this story! Love it.

Little Maid - Part 5 (Loki x OC)

Warnings: SMUT 18+ MINORS DNI PLS, breeding kink, degradation, pregnancy kink, dom!loki, rough sex, dark!loki, choking, unprotected sex, absolute and utter filth what have I done? a bit of soft!loki, some fluff, love bombing for sure, eventual sub!loki

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Loki walked fast down the halls of the palace, your legs struggling to keep up, "Where are we going?" You asked, completely out of breath. "You’ll see.” He smirked, “But you will need different clothes, as will I.”

He changed himself into a black suit, looking rather handsome. “You look rather dashing, my prince.” You said with a smiled. “Your turn.” Loki changed you into a set of red lingerie, right in the middle of the hallway, you gasped and attempted to cover yourself, “Loki! Change me, right now!”

He snickered and you were soon covered with jeans and a sweater, “I’m keeping the lingerie on you though, for later, little maid.” He said smirking at you. You rolled your eyes and continued to follow him out of the palace and across the bridge to the bifrost. “So, you’re taking me to Midgard?”

“Yes, good observational skills, Florence.” He said in a sarcastic tone and you punched him lightly on the arm, “I heard from a little bird that you’d never been to Migard so I figured I show you.”

“Well, that’s very sweet of you, Loki. I don’t know what I did to deserve all of this though.” He turned to you and made you look into his eyes, “You deserve everything. You’re my girl now, Flo.” He smiled and kissed you on the forehead. You blushed like crazy. Loki’s girl. You liked the sound of it. Had he really become attached to you so soon? Were you both going too fast? You knew it was probably true, but you didn’t care. It felt so good to finally be taken care of in more ways than one.

You two reached the bifrost and Loki asked Heimdall to send you to Midgard. He gave Loki a questionable look and hesitantly did as he asked. You two were whisked down and before you knew it you were on Midgard. The force of the bifrost had caused you to fall onto the ground. You groaned and stood to your feet, “You alright, little maid?” Loki helped you up and then you looked around, eyes widening at your surroundings. You were in times square, the lights illuminating brightly around you. “Holy shit..” you fawned, “I-It’s beautiful!” You looked at Loki and grabbed onto his arms. “Show me what’s first!”

You and Loki spent the day exploring the city. You went to Central Park and Loki showed you what a bike was and attempted to get you to ride it. You both laughed loudly when you crashed into a bush. You got ice cream, rode the subway, ate pizza and ended the day laying on the ground at Tompkins Square. You sighed loudly, plopping yourself down on the blanket Loki had conjured up. “I’m exhausted!”

“Did you have fun?” Loki asked, laying down next to you and looking over at you. You turned your face to his, “So much fun, thank you for this.. It was magical.” You hadn’t noticed how Loki looked at you so fondly the entire time, noticing the stars in your eyes. You were stunning, a beauty among ashes. He had always noticed your beauty, but was too afraid to open up to anyone, fearing getting hurt. He knew that you both would face backlash for your budding relationship, but he didn’t care. He wanted you.

“You’re very welcome, princess.” He leaned in to kiss you, it was deep and passionate, making your head spin. When he pulled away you asked, “Why so gentle all of the sudden? I’m just curious, I really only thought you were interested in me sexually.”

“I have a very hard time expressing myself to people, I put up a front. Don’t get me wrong though, dear, I can be dark and dominant, but I also have a sweet side. Most people just don’t see it.” He ran his fingers through your hair and you hummed, tingles running up your spine, “Why all the sudden so comfortable with me?”

“I’m not sure, there’s just something about you, you’re special.” You smiled and began tracing his face with your finger. “Well, you certainly know how to make a girl swoon. Dominant and gentle, you turn me to mush.”

“Oh, I know. You're putty in my hands, that much is evident.”

You once again rolled your eyes at his arrogance, “Just shut up and kiss me.” You grabbed his face and pulled his lips onto yours. He pulled away slightly, “Careful there, little one. You wouldn’t want me to take you in this park, showing off my little toy for everyone in New York.”

Your face reddened and you continued to kiss him, tongues intertwining in the most beautiful way. He grabbed the back of your head slightly and tugged on your hair, making you groan. After a few minutes of making out Loki pulled away and panted slightly, “I’m going to tell you something no one has ever known.” Your heart rate sped up and you nodded your head to signal him to continue.

“I don’t only put up a front emotionally, I also can be… very submissive sexually.” He admitted, averting his eyes from you. A huge smile crept its way up onto your face. “Oh, really?” You leaned in to whisper in his ear, “Well, it’s a good thing I’ve been dying to see how good of a boy you can be for me, hm?” This time his face reddened and you stood up from the ground, extending your hand out for him.

“C‘mon, let’s go, my prince. I’ll take very good care of you.” And with that, you two were on your way back to Asgard.

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Author’s Note: Quick little update for you all! Sorry if this part is a little boring, it’s more of a filler chapter for a bit of development. I still hope you are able to enjoy. As always, I love and appreciate your feedback more than anything. Au Revoir ❤️

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awkwardgruel · 3 years

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My love for you

Henlo! This is my first own english fanfic here. I know it is not that good but it was a 5 a.m. idea :D Please give me some feedback ♡

Starring: Loki! x Fem!Reader

Summary: You kind of fail on a mission and Loki saves you

Word count: 1.318

Trigger: blood, angst, rage, mention of rape, F getting called dove and bitch.

Your mission was clear: Find and reclaim the Tesseract. Your own secret goal was to find Loki who was of course with the Tesseract. A baron in Europe had informations and you were the one to get them out of him. Well, first they wanted Natasha Romanow to go but she was busy searching for Hawkeye. Of course there were other woman in the Team but at least you knew most languages and were taught in assassinating. Your plan was to lure the baron into his private rooms without guards so you could bribe him. The best time to do this was during a banquet he occasionally held. You said good bye to the others which wished you good luck as you left.

You wore a noble emerald green dress with lots of jewelry on your body and hair. This would give you much attention which was good and bad at the same time. You had no choice but leaving all your weapons behind. You were glad to be a witch who could control fire so at least you could escape if necessary. As you arrived the feast was already on a high peak. People drank, danced and talked in a cloud of noise. You took a glass of champagne and mingled yourself into the crowd. As it got late you grasped a good chance to talk to the slightly drunk baron and managed to get into his closer cirkle. You enticed him and whispered sweet lies into his ears. He fell for your seduction and declared to retreat into his chambers now. With you of course. As you both walked down a hallway lead by guards you heard a shuffle and turned around. Nobody was there but you felt watched. The baron opened the doors to his private room and lead you inside. He shooed the guards away, closed the doors and went to his liquor cabinet. He poured you both a drink and handed it to you. "So tell me my beautiful dove what shall we do?" he said with a raspy voice and came closer. "Oh I heard you own a beautiful blue stone and I am tempted to see such a rarity" you answered with a lovely smile and stroked his arm. "Oh my lady. I am sorry to disapoint you but said stone is not in my treasure anymore. It vanished with that damn prince of Asgard" he grumbled and pulled his arm away. "Damn that was too risky" you thought. "I have to get back into the big hall to ask some of the other nobles" you noticed and put down the drink. "My dear baron would you excuse me? I would like to refresh my makeup befor we continue this right here" you said and turned away.

Suddenly the baron grabbed your arm und pulled you closer to him. He pressed you against his desk and you felt a sharp pain in your stomach. You looked down and saw a ornamented knive stuck in your lower half. The baron pulled your chin up and stared into your eyes. "Well dove too bad you won't need any makeup any time now. You really think I am this stupid? I know bitches like you" he laughted and pressed the knive a bit deeper into you. Your lips felt glued together as suddenly the shattering of glass broke the silence. You both turned your heads towards the window on the right. Loki stood there with a golden scepter holding a blue stone. The baron pulled his knive out of your body which sends you down onto the floor. You coughted and felt a shiver. You looked down on you again and saw blood pooling onto the carped. You pressed your hands against the wound but the blood found its way through your fingers. You felt a cold wave rushing through your body.

Suddenly the baron laid next to you and stared with his eyes wide open. He wasn't blinking nor moving. Was he dead? You couldn't really think straight and felt weariness overcomming you. You heard Loki's voice calling your name but it sounded like there were walls between you. Eventually you fell into a deep slumber and found yourself in a dark room. A blue wisp appeared right infront of you and felt a tingeling sensation as it merged into your heart. You noticed a blue silhouette next to you and it felt familiar. A vision appeared where the wisp was befor and it was like a little movie screen. On the screen was you as a young girl. It was a memory. The hateful looks of your parents and two sisters. The disgusted faces of the other people in the village. You even felt the sorrow when the screen showed the day when your parents threw you out of the house. Or when some villagers had beaten you up. You also felt the satisfaction that you felt when you saw the burning village. You could smell the burning flesh and hear the devastated screams after you had burned everything to the ground. The memory continued to the time where you wandered around lost and hungry and when a wizard found you. You saw how he taught you how to control your power over the fire and how he demanded your body in the night as a compensation for his training. You saw how you made your way into the new world and how you worked for evil men. It showed the day where you were supposed to kill Bucky Barnes but got stopped by Captain America only to become part of S.H.I.E.L.D.. The memorys showed pictures of better times where you had fun and felt loved. They showed the day when Loki arrived and helped the good side. You saw his smile, his eyes and felt love inside you. This love was torn away by fear and confusion as the memory showed when Loki got the Tesseract and disappeared. Eventually the memories stopped and the room went dark again. You stood there for a long time.

Meanwhile:

Loki had finally found a way up to the window where you and the baron were. He didn't hesitate and broke into the room. He saw you pressed against the table with a sharp knive in your stomach and your face getting pale. He attacked the baron which pulled the knive out to defend himself. He was no match to Loki and easily killed. Worried he called your name and kneeled down next to you. He pulled your hands away to see the wound and pressed them back onto it again as it was oozing out blood. He picked you up and carefully brought you inside his stolen plane. He had no choice but expand your mind with his scepter to keep you stable and as he did he could see all your core memories flashing by. He felt your feelings and every sensation locked to the memories. When he saw himself in your mind he was confused and when he felt your love for him he moved away from you and left. He forced a doctor to help you and made sure you would survive. As he sat in his private room he thought about what he had seen inside your mind. He didn't know anything about your past but he knew the pain you felt during that time. The feeling of rejection or being used for good. What was new to him were your feelings for him. He liked you too. Well he liked you more than the other S.H.H.I.E.L.D. members because you weren't into that whole "Being the hero" thing. That was why he followed you to that disgusting baron and saved you from this freak. But was it really just because he liked you? Or was it more than that?

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awkwardgruel · 3 years

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Becoming Queen of Asgard

Summary: In this timeline, you challenge Odin to an honest fight. His death ends in you becoming queen of Asgard and you are up for some new gruesome changes.

Tw: Major Character Death, blood, murder, violence, graphic depictions of violence

Note: Please tell me if you like this story and if you want more chapters of it.

Chapter 1: Honor

Loud gasps filled the great hall as I pierced my dagger into Odin's chest. We were both exhausted from the fight but I got on top of him, threw him to the ground and pinned him down. First our breaths were synced, but then his was getting slower. Sweat ran down his forehead as I saw my smile in his eyes reflect. He tried to reach my hands but was too weak. "STOP THIS MADNESS!" Frigga screamed while being held by some guards. Odin's lifeless hands sunk down beside him and his gaze went empty. I rose from his lap, stood and stared at the crowd. I held my bloody hand up. "Odin, the allfather, your king, is dead" I said loudly while pulling out my dagger. "I lay claim to the throne with my rightful victory." As murmuring filled the room I threw my long black hair back and started walking to the throne. The guards and villagers that came to spectate the event moved away with fear.

Suddenly, the young prince Thor stood in front of me blocking my way. "I will not allow a murderer like you to claim the throne. It is my birthright and I will defend it!" he said while lifting his hammer. "Move child! Odin agreed to this battle and he lost. Don't make me kill you too", I threatened him. "Thor no!" Frigga said in a whiney voice, grabbing Thor's arm and pulling him to the side. I smiled powerfully as I went up the stairs, turned around and sat onto the golden Throne. Everyone had turned and stared at me. "Kneel before your new queen of Asgard!" I commanded. Only when the guards started to kneel everyone else followed and silence flooded the room. Only Frigga and Thor stood there. Thor angrily turned and rushed out of the room. I decided to deal with that fool later.

As I looked down I saw a raven-haired young man kneeling closer than the others. It was Loki. "Everyone go now! I allow you to plan a proper funeral for your former king!" I called loudly and watched as the people rose. Some picked up Odin and carried him away. It was a good move to let them bury him in the traditional norse way. "You! Loki Laufeyson! Come closer", I commanded, and stared at him. With a strange look, he stood and came to me. "Yes... my queen?" he said absentmindly. "I appreciate your obedience. I wish the rest of your family would behave the same way. Can you ensure me your loyality?" His green eyes stared right into mine. He took a deep bow. "Yes, Milady. I will serve under your leadership" he said, and excused himself as he strode off.

I ordered that Odin's private quarters should be evacuated and Frigga could sleep in one of the guests' rooms. I had people refurnish the quarter to my liking. I also commanded tailors to start making my personal wardrobe so I was dressed properly as the Queen I was going to be. The people seemed anxious, which was exactly what I wanted. It felt great to finally get what I always wanted.

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awkwardgruel · 3 years

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Tonight a storm moves through the small rural city I live in and it is full moon and not raining. I went outside in my fav. dress and just stood there in the garden. Just me. The wind blew right through me and I just wished I had wings and could fly away with the storm.

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awkwardgruel · 3 years

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Too true

Everything seems easier just before you fall asleep.

Ideas of "starting tomorrow", whatever that is, because the next day is always relieved of responsibility for unfulfilled dreams.

Fantasy can paint a perfect picture, write an engaging story, create a perfect melody and let us believe and live in the hope that the next morning will be baptized with a new beginning of something magnificent.

What is interesting about tomorrow, however, is that it will never happen. Tomorrow is only tomorrow, tomorrow is never today.

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awkwardgruel · 3 years

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Love that sooo much!

Read To Me

My requests are open!

Paring: Loki x Fem!Reader

Word count: 2.2k

Summary: While living in the avengers complex you begin reading Loki fanfiction, what will he do when he finds out about your little obsession?

Warnings: SMUT (ONLY READ IF YOU ARE 18+) unprotected sex, female masturbation, oral sex, fingering, choking

His hands glide over your hips, strong against your soft sensitive skin pulling you closer.

“Norns, I want to hear you scream out my name in pleasure pet” Loki growls as his hands travel rapidly down your body, drawing soft moans from your lips.

“Then make me scream, Loki” you reply teasingly, you know better than anyone to taunt the god of mischief. The fantastically filthy things he’s done to you since you started sleeping with him never cease to amaze you.

Your words light a fire within him, pulling you by your hair harshly as he pins you against the wall, his bare length against your heat lining himself up with your entrance before he - “What are you reading Y/N?”

Natasha’s voice snaps you violently from your fantasy, only moments ago you had been completely alone on the long sofa. You’d been living at the avengers complex for a few months, you’d rapidly fallen for Loki even tho you doubt he notices your presence around the apartments.

“Oh this? Nothing, just a short story” you reply trying to sound as convincing as you can.

“A short story huh? That explains the heavy breathing” she jokes, thankfully she doesn’t pry any further into the contents of your ‘short story’ before wandering off talking about how it’s your turn to cook tonight.

Your interactions with Loki had been brief, although you lived together in the complex he always seemed so deep in thought or as if he had something better to do and you guess he did, he was a prince after all. It had been a few months of living together before you’d stumbled into the black hole of fanfiction, Loki fanfiction.

Almost every night you’d read about him while he resided just down the hall, you’d muffle your moans as you regularly touched yourself to the thought of him. You just hoped his many powers didn’t include mind reading. If they did he hid it well as you assumed that your thoughts, that now consisted of him almost entirely, would be too loud for him to ignore.

Now too nervous to continue reading you decided to make a start on making food for the team. You’d been trying to slowly introduce some of the more other worldly visitors to the foods of this world, on tonight’s menu was sushi.

You prepared the rice and cut the salmon into thin strips with a sharp knife. You placed a sheet of sea weed onto the rolling mat and then spread rice over it evenly, placing the salmon in the middle. You repeated this a few times with different ingredients until you had a large selection to choose from. You let everyone know through Jarvis that food was ready.

Most of the avengers loved it, Clint looked questionably it before eating as he generally preferred meat. Thor was also indifferent until you introduced sake to the mix, then he was absolutely on board. Loki was very impressed, on his previous visits he’d tried sushi and it had become one of his favourite earthly delights, a fact that to you was previously unknown.

After food most people split off, you reclaimed your spot at the end of the couch and resumed the ‘short story’ you started earlier. Generally everyone stuck to their rooms only congregating for specific functions and tonight was no different.

You quickly lost yourself in the story, the heat flushed over your cheeks as the graphic words turn into images in your mind. The feeling of his hands on your body, his kiss on your neck and his length sheathed inside you feeling almost real, almost.

Your thighs press together, your rapidly moistening heat desperate for any kind of friction. Checking the time on your phone you see that it’s almost 2am, the entire complex totally silent by now. You let your hand glide down under the waistband of your pyjama pants, gliding circles into your clit with your finger tips. Picturing Loki in your head the way he’s written in the story your hand moves in time with your imagination. Dipping your fingers into your entrance you curl them inside yourself, pulling a quiet moan from your lips. Your climax rapidly growing despite the want for more, your wrist grinding against your clit as your fingers continue to curl within yourself.

As you in-vision Loki on top of you, his length pounding against your velvet walls your orgasm washes over you like a wave, your vision becoming hazy as your eyes clamp shut with pleasure. You stayed as quiet as you could, but still no sounds came from any of the rooms.

After coming down from your high you made your way to the bathroom, leaving your phone unlocked on the sofa. You washed your hands and generally cleaned yourself up, you brushed your teeth and washed your face ready for bed.

Loki had always been a night owl, like you he usually stayed up late reading. But tonight was different, as always he was reading late into the night when he heard something in the lounge. He came out to find an empty room and a brightly lit phone screen unlocked on the couch. Picking it up he sits himself down in the spot where you usually sit, his eyes adjusting to the brightness of the screen in the darkness of the room.

He begins reading the words, immediately intrigued by their contents, initially highly amused by the Midgardian writings. Sex was one of Loki’s favourite activities, although since the battle in New York he sadly had not been having much of it. It turns out that being a well known mass murderer, although romanticised, in real life was not quite as appealing as he’d hoped for. So seeing the erotic words written on the primitive Midgardian screen quickly amused him. He was mostly unaffected by it until he saw something, his name. The main character in the writings moaning out his name as he fucked her hard against a wall. A blush spread across his cheeks at the words, scanning the room waiting to see if it was a cruel joke being played upon him by his bother.

As Loki reached the end of the page he heard the bathroom door open, quickly he dashes to a darkened corner, placing the phone back where he found it, waiting to see if the owner comes to claim it. Yawning you make your way back into the living room, you grab your phone off the sofa and notice that the story was now further than where you left it. You look around the room worried that someone may have seen what you’d carelessly left on the screen. You cross the living room almost making it to your bedroom door before you hear a voice behind you, your phone in your hands vanishing in a green haze.

“Pushing the crotch your panties to the side he lifts you to straddle him, your face pressed against his in a never ending kiss as he runs his cock through your sensitive folds… My my little Y/N, who knew someone so sweet would divulge in something so sinful” you hear Loki’s voice growl out from behind you, looking as cool as ever with your phone in his hands reading the text from the screen, sitting in your place on the couch.

“If I am not mistaken, these writings are about me?” He asks as you storm over to him, trying to snatch your phone from his hands. Quickly he pulls his hands away from yours faster than you can grab the phone, the embarrassment has now fully set in and your cheeks have turned the brightest shade of red.

“Lo..Loki.. I’m sorry.. please can I just..” you say as his words cut off yours.

“Can you just what darling?” He says as he sits up straight, placing his hand on your lower thigh traveling upwards before settling on your hip under your nightshirt.

“I..I’m sorry.. I..” you continue to apologise as he strokes your skin under your shirt.

“What do you want little one? Do you want me to treat you like this inferior version of myself in these writings?” He asks as he places the phone down on the sofa, his other hand working its way up your thigh before slipping under your shirt, placing it on your hip just like on your other side. You nod yes shyly, your eyes placed firmly on the floor, avoiding eye contact.

“Look at me, be a good girl and spread your legs” he demands before pulling you down to him, your legs straddling over his lap as he places a feverish kiss onto your lips.

He rips your shirt open, some of the buttons flying off in the process as your chest is left bare before him, his mouth darts to your throat kissing down your neck as you finally relax into him, placing your hands on his chest.

He lifts you off himself and lies you down on your back on the sofa, quickly pulling your pyjama pants off you. Continuing to kiss down your body he sucks lightly on your nipple, his tongue flicking over the sensitive bud.

He kisses down your body until he reaches your heat, his breath hot against your skin as he presses wet kisses up and down your thigh before finally settling on your sensitive clit. You were already over stimulated from making yourself climax, so now being touched by Loki you feel as if every nerve is being caressed at once.

He places open mouthed kisses to your heat before sliding his tongue down through your folds to your entrance, tasting your growing wetness.

“You taste divine, sweetness” he growls before flicking his tongue over your clit, his fingers grazing down your thigh before sliding one dexterous digit inside you.

You moan out loudly in pleasure, your back arching against the fabric of the couch as your hands entangle in his hair, holding it back from his face. Your climax quickly building as his pace increases, you moan through every movement as your legs tighten around his face. His free hand spreads your legs wider, moaning into your heat as he slips another finger inside you. His sounds vibrating within your core causing your clit to pulsate against his tongue. Feeling your walls contracting around his fingers he removes them from you, making you whine at the lack of friction.

Kissing back up your body he removes his clothes in a flick of his wrist, they vanish in a flash of green as he pins you down by your wrists.

“You look so beautiful all spread out like this, just for me” he growls as he pushes his length inside you. His cock stretches you open, your body adjusting quickly to his huge length as he begins to move inside you. You lift your legs around his waist, your nails dragging lines into his back as your climax begins to build again. With your moans becoming louder threatening to wake the others, he places his hand over your throat, making it hard to breathe.

He pulls you from the sofa and drapes your front over the arm of the couch, your hands pressed against the cold window next to the sofa holding you up.

He re enters you at a vicious pace, immediately thrusting within you faster than he was previously. Holding your hips tightly he buries himself deeply inside you, feeling your walls tighten around his length as your orgasm rapidly builds.

“Loki.. I’m mhm.. going to.. mhm..” you trail off as your orgasm washes over you, you let out a final loud moan, Loki’s hand placing over your mouth to silence you as you suck one of his fingers into your mouth, tasting yourself on him.

The feeling of your walls fluttering around him encouraging his own climax, releasing within you as his own moans of pleasure echo around the empty room.

He removes himself from you and pulls you into his lap, making a blanket appear around you.

“I hope I lived up to your expectations” he says as he moves the hair from your face.

“You were absolutely better than any fanfiction I’ve read” you say as you giggle, covering your face with your hands, hiding your embarrassment.

“And what is fanfiction sweet thing?” He questions as you feel yourself retract inside yourself with embarrassment.

“It’s a story.. of sorts that people write about other people that they like..” you say being as vague as possible.

“So you wrote that about me?” He asks, looking more intrigued by the second.

“Um.. no, someone else wrote that one” you reply.

“But you have written about me in this way?” He asks again.

“Yes.. but please don’t make me show you, it’s so embarrassing now you know about it” another wave of embarrassment floods your cheeks as you bury your face in his neck.

“Don’t worry sweet thing, I’ll read it at some point, but I’d much rather grant your fantasies in real life” he states as he lifts you wrapped in the blanket, carrying you to bed to continue to make all of your fantasies come true.

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awkwardgruel · 3 years

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My love for you

Henlo! This is my first own english fanfic here. I know it is not that good but it was a 5 a.m. idea :D Please give me some feedback ♡

Starring: Loki! x Fem!Reader

Summary: You kind of fail on a mission and Loki saves you

Word count: 1.318

Trigger: blood, angst, rage, mention of rape, F getting called dove and bitch.

Meanwhile:

Maybe continue?