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🥵 I'm excited.

Need a sick bitch to do this to me before I lose my mind

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Just one day offline and I miss our Queen's birthday. 🫣😁

Happy birthday belatedly. 🎉 Hope you had a great day with your loved ones and lots of cake.

I'm happy you're here, without you, your fanfictions and your craziness, this place would be different. ☺️😊

Awwwww my darling @smirkingkitten 🤭🤭 You're too sweet. Don't worry my dear, your wishes are gratefully received and appreciated. I'm so delighted our paths have crossed ❤️✨ I had a brilliant day thank you!

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Wonderful! 😁 That pleases me and also makes me smile. 😊 How was your day? Did you manage work well?

Hey, uh, guys?

Can we do 'Get Help'? I have quite a difficult workday tomorrow and feeling a lil' bit down mentally...

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Lately, my boyfriend showed me a few Reels and this was suggested afterwards.

I burst out laughing so loud 🤣🤣🤣 but my boyfriend just looked bewildered.

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@lokisgoodgirl you're so right!

But I can't say if it's more the squinting of his eyes that are way too close together, or the tiny nose or the butt crack formed by this his monobrow. 😂 It's just everything together.🤣🤣

Lovelies,

I was just playing around to create my very first Gif on here and at some point this happened.

I’ve been in tears laughing for the last 10 minutes straight and had to share it with you before ultimately dying because I can’t breath

I’m so sorry to do this to you.

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🤣 NO! How dare you. He is so cute and innocent, you can't do this. 🤣🤣🤣

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This is Charles. He wants to go on a journey around tumblr. could you show him around?

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OHGOD-🥵

Imagine he puts his hair back like that when he's about to go rough-🫠🫠🫠

Ahm not fahn save meh

Thank pinterest for its deadly photo's of loki 😂

I can't deal with you sometimes 😂😂😆it's too hot.

Like yeah, he's on his knees, fingers spread over your thighs as he guides you back and forth on him, in and out, hair swinging around his jaw.

And then he just grunts.

And you're like wah? Who? **slurs**

And he magics a solitary hair tie.

And he scrapes his hair back, biting his lip as he keeps thrusting into you so slowly you think you might die squirming as he twists the hair into a messy bun.

'I wanted to be able to see it, unobstructed' he says.

'See what?' you pant.

And then he slides his hands over your legs, and hoists them onto his shoulders, hovering at the lip of your entrance as he curls over your helpless, slutty self.

'This' he says.

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Inspired by this poll I was wondering what the writers think.

I always put a lot of effort into comments on fanfictions when I reblog them because it's important to me to show the writer that I appreciate their work. However, it's not as easy for me to formulate things in English myself, which often takes time. This has led to situations where I haven't reblogged fanfictions directly but added them to my reblog list to do it later.

A question to all writers:

@lokisgoodgirl @lokischambermaid @holdmytesseract @mochie85 @smolvenger @fanficshiddles @joyful-enchantress @wheredafandomat @gigglingtiggerv2 @muddyorbsblr @multifandom-worlds @mischiefmaker615 @ijuststareatstuffhereok89 @infinitystoner @sarahscribbles @simplyholl @lokidreaming @michelleleewise @cleo-fox @immersed-in-mischief @lady-rose-moon @aesonmae @tricksterlokilaufeyson @viviluvssmut @fictive-sl0th @delaber @just-the-hiddles @loki-cees-all @oliwrites @ren-does-bullshit @notyetneedcoffee @lokisbiiiitch1993 @ghostofskywalker

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Aww. Thank you so much, that means a lot to me! 🧡

That's exactly what I thought when I saw it. 🤭 Enjoy reading.

My Fanfiction Bookshelf - Where Fantisies Come to Life

Pic with an AI ; Dividers by @saradika

I'm a huge fan of masterlists and reading lists to discover new fanfictions and writers I haven't heard of yet. So, I've decided to create reading lists myself to share all the exciting stories I've read. Hope you find something new you enjoy. ✨

✨And don't forget to reblog the storys you read to support all these lovely writers.✨

Many of the fanfictions are 18+, so if you're under 18, don't read them.

Reading lists

I plan to post a reading list every month.

October 2023

Tag Navigation

I also tried to tag all the fanfictions in a certain way. So, if you're searching for specific fanfictions like Vampire!Loki or dom/sub fanfictions, you can use the tags on the following pages (or on any other of my posts) to search for all fics I reblog with this tag.

Characters

Typs and Genres I

Typs and Genres II

Combination of both (coming soon)

✨Happy reading 😊✨

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Safe House : Clandestine F*cks [Avenger!Loki x Female Reader] 18+

Part of the Clandestine F*cks Collection [link] A Link to my Masterlist is HERE

Relationship: Avenger! Loki x Female Reader Summary: (1) On the final night of a mission, you desperately need the attention of your secret lover. (w/c 2.2k) Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI. Smut heavy. Oral sex (F receiving). Face Sitting. Secret relationship. Language.

Your hand felt gingerly across the wall as you navigated through the darkness. The now-familiar corridor of the mission safe house eerily foreboding as adrenaline surged beneath your skin.

You passed the occupied bedrooms where your teammates slept, the sound of your bare footsteps magnified on creaking floorboards. You winced, cursing them silently.

The doorknob you sought turned easily underneath your touch, letting you slide inside undetected. You thought he might have been awake, but the motionless outline underneath the sheets of the bed told you otherwise.

Picking your way across the floor on tiptoe, the traitorous squeak of farmhouse wood documented your route as you reached to grasp the edge of the duvet. You slipped inside the sheets, running an eager hand over the naked skin of the man who lay on his stomach; his face turned away.

A silhouette of dark curls was outlined against his pillow falling across wide shoulders in a cascade of temptation. You had been plotting the arrival of this moment all week. The completion of a successful mission, an opportune moment and the clandestine secrecy of darkness.

A muffled groan hummed in the air as he stirred beneath your touch, the light scratch of your nails against his skin calling him from his slumber.

“You’re not supposed to be here...” he muttered groggily, as he turned on to his back to face you, propped up on his elbows.

Tousled hair hung freely around his jaw, faint slivers of moonlight dancing across the lines of his cheekbones through a small gap in the curtain. Despite his chastising tone, the low embers of his voice vibrated with intrigue; a glint of mischief in his eyes still visible in the heavy gloom.

Before he could say another word, you were on top of him. Your thighs encased his own, straddling his hips on the unfamiliar bed beneath you. “Well, well…” he murmured, lying back on the pillow “it seems you find it extremely difficult to stay away from me. Not even a full week...” he tutted.

Loki’s wandering hands ghosted up your thighs, meeting the creases of your hips as you leant down to meet him in a ravenous kiss. Your tongue slid firmly into his mouth, softly caressing the wetness of his own as he let out a low moan. His sweet breath invaded your senses. The scent of him so close after being denied his touch almost too much to bear. You felt your hips thrust against the sheets covering his lower body, your instincts begging you to give in to their primal desires.

Magic had rolled from the god like a tsunami, relentlessly crushing the mutant hoard by the dozen as the rest of the team merely picked them off one by one. The memory made your stomach clench with need as he lay beneath you, his muscled legs widening as he raised his knees to rest against your ass.

“We shouldn’t…” he murmured unconvincingly as you began sucking deep kisses into his neck, down towards his shoulder. “They’ll hear us.”

You slid your palms wantonly up his torso, the beauty of his smooth skin mellowing the brute force of power that lay beneath. You remembered the enemies that had fallen to his strength this afternoon, the culmination of five days of intense operations.

You ignored him, biting gently above his collarbone. The darkness hid a smile forming on your lips as he moaned again beneath your seductions.

“Y/N.” he warned, as you began to rub your pussy purposefully back and forth against his crotch; swelling with pride as you felt his cock harden against your aching core.

“They won’t hear us” you whispered against his cheek, feeling his grip tighten on your thighs. “I’ll be quiet, I promise…”

Loki thrust upwards slowly, pressing the mid-point of his solid girth firmly against your swollen clit. The bedsheet between your bodies was absorbing wetness from between your thighs under the pressure. You were soaking.

“Darling, if you could be quiet I’d have had you every night this week, believe me.” Loki said slowly, his deep voice vibrating the air. His fingers dug into the soft flesh of your behind, willing you to bend to him again.

Your lips met in the darkness, the neediness of your breathy kisses growing with every moment. Loki slid his raised knees closer to his body, inching you up his torso with the backs of his thighs until your core grazed his bellybutton through the cotton sheets.

“But let’s see, shall we? A little test.” he purred, the challenge falling from his lips releasing a sharp ripple deep in your channel. “Although I suspect by the time we are finished, our secret will not be such a secret, pet...”

You rolled your eyes as he pulled your hips further towards him; rougher this time. “I saw that, darling” he muttered coyly, “now bring that delicious pussy up here, I’ve missed her desperately.”

Your stomach fluttered, the fruition of your plans tantalisingly close as you considered the logistics of his request. “Who’s next door?” you questioned quietly, ascending his torso on your knees.

“My brother..” Loki murmured absent-mindedly as he slid his hands to grip your hips above him, “now sit down like a good girl, and try to restrain yourself...”

Your fingers gripped around the aged wood of the headboard as you manoeuvred over the god’s beautiful face. It seemed a shame not to be able to see him wholly in the darkness, the way his brow furrowed in intense concentration as he brought you to climax under his attentions; but then – these were desperate times. You needed him, and he knew it.

It hadn’t been long since the relentless flirting and thinly laced innuendos between you and he had spilled over to the best sex you had ever had in your life. Possibly the best sex anyone had ever had. You couldn’t compute there being another level to what was possible from Loki Laufeyson, the thought made you shudder. You had thought it would be easy to maintain the ruse of ambivalent cordiality between you this week in close quarters with the rest of the mission team. But you were wrong.

He had taunted you relentlessly; intentionally or not, as you fought to remain an air of neutrality. The tight t-shirts he’d taken to wearing edged above his hips as he yawned animatedly on entry to the kitchen each morning as breakfast sizzled. The way he brazenly dropped his armour in front of you in the tiny kit room as the others suited up; bending over purposefully to retrieve it. Everything he said sounded like it was designed to make you squirm with desire. You needed him tonight. Now. Like a fix.

With a staggered breath of anticipation you lowered your hips to meet his open mouth; a dark moan of approval humming beneath you like a luxury engine as his skin met yours. God, he was heaven.

His tongue slid gently between your folds, already plumped by flushed, hot blood. It was gentle. Soft. He knew you would be sensitive after a week without his attention.

The tip traced gently around your entrance, lavishing every crevice with its blessing. You sighed against the width of warmth that slid up your centre, his flattened tongue pressing smoothly upwards to rest on your swollen clit.

“Lokiiii” you sighed, as he sucked you gently.

His arms looped underneath your spread thighs, his hands spreading slowly over the tops to steady you. Strong fingertips melded keenly to your flesh, gripping your curves as he pushed you further down to his waiting tongue. Your grip tightened on the wooden headboard, nails digging into the ageing varnish as your lips pressed together to silence a cry.

He vibrated with a chuckle beneath you, enjoying the trap of your own making. A shudder of pleasure rolled low in your belly as Loki licked a thick stripe up the centre of your cunt, returning back eagerly to pull your wet lips into his mouth. “Ahhh, Loki” you moaned quietly, the groan that followed resonating in your sinuses as you stifled your delirium against his work.

Slowly, you began to gyrate your hips against his face; following the instruction of his hands on your ass as he pleasured you religiously. From his open mouth you could hear breathy pants of arousal, every lap of his wet muscle mixing with audible appreciation. He moaned gently as he claimed the nectar given so freely by your body, his hips making soft thrusts behind you in time with his jaw.

Loki slipped his tongue inside your pussy, firing with the first ripples of orgasmic plateau; “Fuuuuck-yesss” you hissed, catching yourself before you screamed it. His nose pressed against your mound as he consumed you leisurely, flickers of moonlight illuminating the lustful concentration on his brow.

Black waves tumbled over the pillow beneath him, his biceps flexing against their tight grip winding against your open thighs and forcing you down upon him. He was relentless. Loki swirled his tongue across your folds, dipping against each centre of pleasure he knew so well in perfect rhythm as he rocked you towards climax at a torturously slow pace.

You were glad it was dark. Expressions twisted your face between awe and excruciation as you fought to hold back the thunders of pleasure building in your throat. Sweat building on your palms made the headboard slide beneath your grip; hands finding the wall above as you grasped for purchase against the coming tide. Low, harsh grunts escaped your lips as Loki’s tongue slipped inside you again. He drew it back out only to press the whole width devastatingly against your fizzing bundle of nerves, enjoying your extended undoing.

You had been on the plateau of orgasm for minutes, teetering addictively between realms. He knew. He always knew. He was biding his time until you couldn’t hold on any more. Until the loud moan of his name building like gunpowder deep in your throat was unstoppably lit. Did he want them all to hear? Or, at the very least, his brother sleeping on the other side of this wall.

“Loki I’m gon-gonna”

He squeezed your thighs knowingly, his eyes fluttering open; crinkling in amusement as you looked down at him desperately. The feeling of his forearms pressed against the backs of your thighs, pulling you deeper into his hungry mouth, was going to make you tip over the edge. You weren’t ready.

You pawed at the wall, trying to focus on any identifying feature on the blank canvas which could distract you while you tried not to tumble into insanity. God how you needed to scream.

With a slip of his palms, Loki raised your hips; scooting himself forward and delving deep into your core with one heavy, mercilessly flattened lick that enveloped you.

You melted against the headboard. The soaring crescendo in your belly howling for freedom as you came deeply into his waiting mouth.

The god's arms encased your thighs, trapping you to him. He owned your pleasure as your hips shuddered above him; seeing stars. Flecks of light crowded your vision as your brow twisted, lips parted in a mercifully silent cry. He drank it in greedily, lapping carefully at your soaking pussy coating him after six nights of absence from his prowess.

Your forearms braced against the wall as the final throes of your release faded. The feeling of gentle laps massaging the edges of your slit fastidiously a reminder of your lover savouring every drop you had to give.

A sigh caught in your throat as you leant back, straddling his chest, catching your breath. The first speckles of dawn had crept through the tight gap in the curtains, the tentative light teasing across Loki’s face. His dimples glowed in the gloom as he smiled knowingly; enjoying the puddled mess you had become under his touch. His lower face glinted with the sheen of cum and saliva spread across his lips, his chin, his nose.

“I’m impressed, darling” he murmured, brushing a strand of damp hair from your forehead, “you hardly made a sound. I must be losing my touch.”

You smacked him lightly on the arm, pleased that you had proved him wrong. A rare moment, indeed.

“You did however, hit the wall quite a few times.” he chuckled, his eyebrow raising as his dimples grew deeper. Your eyes widened before you resigned yourself with a shrug, “You can blame mice.”

“Mice?” Loki snorted, “Even my stupid brother wouldn’t fall for that…”

“He bought that you were performing the heimlich manoeuvre on me in the garages last week so yes...I think he would, actually.” you scoffed, as your secret lover smiled below you.

“Perhaps you’re right, my little vixen” he purred, sitting up to catch you in a kiss; the taste of your cum heavy on his tongue as he leant into you with a firm thrust of his hips.

“Now get out of here and back to bed” he muttered breathlessly, “before I flip you over and irrevocably destroy the clandestine element of our arrangement.”

You slipped off his body, your wet centre clinging optimistically to his hardened cock hidden beneath the cotton sheet which separated you. “I could do it, you know...I’ve proved I can be quiet” you huffed, straightening your flimsy nightdress.

“I wasn’t talking about you, darling. Tis’ I who would not be able to contain my cries of pleasure...” he smirked, turning to rest on his side; one hand raking through his hair as he leant against it.

“Now go. Before I change my mind..." he murmured coyly, fluffing the pillow beneath him.

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I'm not sure which one is better. The 'wuuushhh' of his cape, the wind against his clothes, or how affectionately he caresses his crown-helmet. 🥵🥹

Where do the additional or behind the scenes pictures actually come from?🤔

"It's the inside and the outside. So, what I love about it is, it's familiar in its colors, and in its shape, but it's new in its humility. So, gone are the… armor and the metal and the breastplates. It's kind of a hybrid. It's more vulnerable." — Tom Hiddleston, Assembled | the making of loki (season two)

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I'm not able to think straight at the moment or to stay something reasonable.. 🫠🤤😵‍💫

But I think you should see that.

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"It's the inside and the outside. So, what I love about it is, it's familiar in its colors, and in its shape, but it's new in its humility. So, gone are the… armor and the metal and the breastplates. It's kind of a hybrid. It's more vulnerable." — Tom Hiddleston, Assembled | the making of loki (season two)

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@lokisgoodgirl That wasn't my plan, but I think I should attribute any potential injuries resulting from distraction to Loki. He or Tom is usually the reason behind it. Sometimes it can be a squirrel as well. 🤣

If Loki is mad at me because I attributed it to him and he visits me someday, he can punish me for it. 😏🫣

I'm looking forward so much to that story. I promise I won't read it before or on a treadmill! 🤞

Always! 🧡 That's why we're here, aren't we?

OHGOD-🥵

Imagine he puts his hair back like that when he's about to go rough-🫠🫠🫠

Ahm not fahn save meh

Thank pinterest for its deadly photo's of loki 😂

I can't deal with you sometimes 😂😂😆it's too hot.

Like yeah, he's on his knees, fingers spread over your thighs as he guides you back and forth on him, in and out, hair swinging around his jaw.

And then he just grunts.

And you're like wah? Who? **slurs**

And he magics a solitary hair tie.

And he scrapes his hair back, biting his lip as he keeps thrusting into you so slowly you think you might die squirming as he twists the hair into a messy bun.

'I wanted to be able to see it, unobstructed' he says.

'See what?' you pant.

And then he slides his hands over your legs, and hoists them onto his shoulders, hovering at the lip of your entrance as he curls over your helpless, slutty self.

'This' he says.

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This is so enchanting! 🥹 But the tears in his eyes in the first and last picture.. 😥

@cthooliac I love your drawings and your drawing style.🧡 You heighten the desire in me to draw again or to make the effort to learn properly how to draw.

loki through the ages ✨✨

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I think we will never be ready to say goodbye to Loki, at least I won't be! I mean, how could anyone ever be ready for that? Just look at his smile or how silly and adorable he can be.🫠😍🤭

Nope. Definitely never!

Yes, it's truly unfair that he is now facing what he always feared the most, being alone.😭 Perhaps this helps you cope with it a little better. It makes me smile. 🙂

Tom Hiddleston Talk Loki Finale…and a Loki Return?! Exclusive Interview

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If he's already here with us, we absolutely have to show Charles a Hiddles hug. They're so warm and good. 🫠☺️

What else should we show him?

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This is Charles. He wants to go on a journey around tumblr. could you show him around?

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@lokisgoodgirl you are way too good, that's really not ok!

I was about to get on the treadmill at the gym when I saw that. And believe me, it's not good to be distracted on the treadmill. 😅 Maybe I almost fell off when I briefly closed my eyes to look at Loki... 🫣

I mean, he purred with his damn smirk: 'you like it when I tie my hair back, right? Because you know what it means.'

And I was trying so hard to keep a straight face. I just can't help myself. I'm not sorry.😆😏

OHGOD-🥵

Imagine he puts his hair back like that when he's about to go rough-🫠🫠🫠

Ahm not fahn save meh

Thank pinterest for its deadly photo's of loki 😂

I can't deal with you sometimes 😂😂😆it's too hot.

Like yeah, he's on his knees, fingers spread over your thighs as he guides you back and forth on him, in and out, hair swinging around his jaw.

And then he just grunts.

And you're like wah? Who? **slurs**

And he magics a solitary hair tie.

And he scrapes his hair back, biting his lip as he keeps thrusting into you so slowly you think you might die squirming as he twists the hair into a messy bun.

'I wanted to be able to see it, unobstructed' he says.

'See what?' you pant.

And then he slides his hands over your legs, and hoists them onto his shoulders, hovering at the lip of your entrance as he curls over your helpless, slutty self.

'This' he says.

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The hearts in their shining eyes, the velvet green suit and those cute little curls in the nape of his neck! 🫠

evening standard theatre awards :: 19 november 2023 (batch 6)

pls i just love the happy & proud looks on their faces like they're going "this is mine. this is my partner. i love them very much" 🥹💖

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