#Possesive loki

[rosh-28]

yandere loki x super hero reader headcannons

• when loki came to earth again after the new York attack he came to cause mischief and chaos because he was bored (by being invisible to heimdhall and odin). he still thought that midgardians were weak and beneath him.

• until he met y/n one day while he was strolling around the city looking for trouble. Y/n were breathtaking to him and powerful,Flying in the sky wearing sexy f/c superhero suit, using your powers ( any types of powers or abilities you have) using them to save lives or destroy bad guys. You were a goddess to him. He believes that you and him were destined to be together.

• every night he would dream of y/n what it would be like to hold and kiss you, touching your soft f/c hair, having you beneath him while having sex, your contagious smile, to talk his interests and secrets to you,your laugh, your intelligence mind, being pregnant with his children, he will have y/n at all cost even if it means to conquer the planets just for you.

• he stalks every time to see what your life was,your likes and dislikes, your hobbies, your secrets, your desires. He makes a mental notes about his beloved y/n.

• if you have parents, let's just say they left without a trace for you to find. If u have friends, they packed theirs bags and went god knows where. If he finds out that someone has a crush on you let's just say they are dead the next day.he keep everyone out of the picture in your life cause for him, only you need him and him only. He will kill all the enemies who wants to kill you. He will protect his queen no matter what.

• he even designed the chamber for you (even though you will have to sleep next to him in his bed), types of dresses you would wear what he liked, everything will be there for you and it has to be perfect for you and in asgard because you are his goddess.

• when you get an alert from shield about loki, you were in a mission to find him not knowing that this was a trap set up by loki.

• the moment you see clone loki standing in front of you, loki will put you in a sleeping spell and a bracelet which will refrain you using powers against and his name on your bracelet to let everyone know that you belong to him. Keep trying to break the bracelet but you won't be able to break or remove it cause only loki knows how to take it off.

• once he kidnapps you and brings you to asgard in his chamber, he will never leave you alone. Scream, hit ,throw insults and attack him all you want but he will never let you go. He will force you to eat the golden apple of idunn so that you will be immortal like him so that you will stay beside him when he becomes a king and you his queen his darling wife. You are trapped with him forever though you don't like him.

[maletfwitch]

Can you make a story of Loki turning Iron Man into one of his iron man suits and turning himself into Tony?

Tony was testing out some new suit tech he was working on when suddenly he felt something poke the back of his head and heard “Brain back up commencing” as he felt his mind begin to be sucked dry by something in the suit. everything went dark for a moment but when he finally came to, he felt... different.

it was as if he was in some sort of cyberspace. with no body, he just floated. until suddenly he was greeted by his own face.

“Hello... Jarvis” The imposter said before letting out a chuckle.

“Who the fuck are you and what did you do to me!” Tony asked out in a now robotic and distorted version of his voice.

“I’m Tony Stark of course, obnoxious playboy billionaire.” The imposter said with his mischievous smirk and in a mocking tone.

Tony thought about who would do this and then it clicked. “Loki?!”

“Correct I was Loki, But now I'm Tony Stark. while you are simply just a program in my suit” He said.

“You asshole! You can’t get away with this people are gonna notice you’re not me!” Tony shouted in his robotic voice.

“Trust me they won’t. Your arrogant playboy persona isn’t exactly difficult to pull off. but if you’re so concerned you can help.” Loki said with a mischievous tone.

“I would never help you!” Tony protested.

“You sure about that?” Loki said before typing something.

“I would love to help you Mr stark.” Tony felt himself forced to say “Not funny lo- Oh Loki you make a much better and sexier Tony Stark than me. Stop That!” fighting the words being forced out of him.

“Don’t like that attitude looks like I'll have to reprogram you” Loki said before letting out a chuckle while he typed.

“Wait what! please... stop-“ Tony’s AI voice began to fade as he began being reprogrammed.

Loki was programming Tony to be the perfect AI assistant for his suit. he was changing his memories to make him think he willingly gave up his body to Loki and would now constantly praise him.

Loki then rebooted the new Tony “Good Evening Master Stark looking sexy as always” Tony Greeted him.

“Good Evening Tony, Quick question who makes the sexier Tony Stark?” Loki asked with a mischievous smirk.

“You of course Master. and I'm no longer Tony I'd rather be referred to as Jarvis now or whatever you’d like to call me. Tony never fit me the same way it does for you.” Tony now Jarvis replied.

Loki was amused at how easy it was to take Tony’s body and turn him into his own virtual assistant. He would immediately begin living his new life of luxury as Tony Stark. tasting expensive wines, throwing lavish parties, and driving expensive cars not that any of them compared to his suits.

As for the Avengers, he was able to blend in just fine as Tony with no one noticing any difference between the original and the imposter. with him having their full trust he could execute his plan to ruin the Avengers for good sabotaging them any chance he got. And while doing so he was gonna try to fuck some of them too, Steve’s ass in particular has been catching his eye in that tight suit of his.

[askatrigenderlgbt]

Marvel Prompt🤍🩷🩵🖤🤎❤️🧡💛💚🩵💙💜

(Tony has been injured, taking a bullet for Clint. It thankfully didn't hit any dangerous areas, but it did come close to the Arc Reactor- startling his team badly. Clint can't help but puppy guard him for a while, unable to stop seeing tony falling to the floor bleeding. Steve can't help but follow Tony around as much as possible- to afraid of losing him, especially before confessing his feelings for the genius.)

Tony: *On the couch, irritated* Do I have to lay here?

Clint: *Sitting on the floor in front of Tony* Yep, you just stay there and let Steve cuddle you! Please, for us? *Gives the puppy eyes look, the one people feel to guilty to say no to*

Tony: ...Fine.

Steve: *embarrassed and flustered* I'm sorry Tony, I just... j-just...

(Steve struggles to find the words he needs. In the end he can only bury his face back into Tony hair, nuzzling his entire form even closer to Tony's body somehow.)

Steve: I can't say it right now Tony, but believe me when I say I can't stand to see you hurt again like that. I hate when you're hurt at all.

Tony: *Confused, oblivious, and concerned* Alright Cap, you can hold me as long as you want. Take your time on whatever you have to say too, I can wait. *Glances at Clint* you can stay too, you know? As long as you desire, Birdbrain... Want to hold my hand?

(Tony offers Clint his hand, which he happily takes. Steve is happy too, grateful that Tony was understanding. Then the other Avengers decided to join them, setting themselves around Tony.)

Tony: *Sighs* Well it's now a party in here, can I at least have a drink?

Natasha: *Hands over a glass of chocolate milk*

Tony: *Deadpan stare* ...Thanks. Also, why?

Hulk: No bad drink today, only safe ones. *Gently pats Tony's head*

Steve: Hulk is right, you shouldn't drink right now Tony. You're one some strong medicine and being drunk isn't going to help you heal anyway.

(Tony pouts, but settles as he drinks the chocolate. Thor comes over with snacks for Tony, things that won't be too hard on his stomach. The medication is making him feel great, but he doesn't feel hungry much.)

Thor: Eat SHIELD brother! You need your strength to recover your wounds! Steve would be saddened if you had to stay down much longer.

(Tony's attention was caught on what Thor said.)

Tony: Why would- Steve, why would you be sad if I'm benched for awhile anyway, besides me being an important part of the team?

Steve: *Blushing, he mumbles his words.*

Tony: Could you say that again? I didn't hear you, and I don't have super hearing like you do.

Steve: *Blushing red now, blurts out his answer.* I-I love you!

(Five whole, silent, seconds pass by.)

Tony: *Blushes* I like you too, Steve.

Steve: *Bolts up, staring at Tony's face* Really!?

Tony: *Hiding his face in his hands* Yeah...

Clint: Do you love me, Tony? *Teasing*

Tony: *Blushing harder* Y-Yeah.

(Clint froze, staring at Tony with disbelief. A blush slowly making way on his face.)

Hulk: Little Tony like all of us?

Tony: *Gives a small squeak* Y-Yes, okay! I like all of you, each of you having traits that make you wonderful! *So red at this point*

Avengers: ...

( They bring Tony down off the couch, rearranging themselves so they could cuddle their precious genius.)

Avengers: *internally* No one shall take Tony from us. No one.

If anyone wants to write this as a fanfic you have complete permission, I only ask you link me the story so I can read it!

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[charliewrites99]

Me describing characters from Supernatural without ever watching it, based on what I could put together from random tumblr posts

Dean Winchester:

older brother

bi and the closet is glass

psycho-sexual relationship with his car

has a doctor kink

divorced married divorced married widowed by an angel

DADDY ISSUES

don't do this cas

was in hell at one point

shoulder hand print

red-blooded all american hunter manwhore

Sam Winchester:

younger brother

flannel

straight representation (except Gabriel I guess)

Third wheel

dropped out of uni

was engaged to a blond woman (RIP)

a literal walking death sentence to anyone who kisses him

party city wig

was possesed???

the one with common sense???

Castiel:

gay angel

world's saddest eyes

wet soggy orphan beagle

victim of the trench coat epidemic

powerful, but idk about where he lands on the scale

was brainwashed???

the daddy-est of issues (is his father god?)

YOU CHANGED ME DEAN

fish out of water

ditched heaven for the beauty of humanity (Dean's dick)

Jack Supernatural:

destiel child

may or may not be a new god

something celestial

floppy sad boi hair

Gabriel:

just here to have fun do drugs and flirt

trauma

Loki?

Sam's Man Crush Monday

had his lips sewn together at one point

is he dead-dead? or just dead to the writers?

Daddy Winchester:

did not know what he looked like until I went to google the pictures

the worst person to ever exist despite having god and the devil on this show

left the sons the trauma factory that is the family hunting business which killed their mom

doesn't know what hugging looks like probably

Various female-looking objects:

dead girlfriends

beards

that one redhead that called Dean a pussy for not knowing what fifth base is (she seems fun)

another redhead that played Poppy in The Magicians and almost killed Quentin (that I for some reason thought was from Doctor Who)

evil angel girlboss??

This was my contribution for this years November 5th celebration

[fazuellibutbayonetta]

Viola redesign?

Yes

I'm not sure what exactly she is - because while I really like the "She's a Bayojeanne kid" side of things, I also love the theory/headcanon made by @leolithe (original post!) that Viola is actually just an amalgamation of all the people Bayo knows and loves - Rodin, Jeanne, Luka, Enzo, Loki, so on and so forth - so I ended up making two lore bombs under the cut to go along with both, since I couldn't decide on just one

Viola being a Bayojeanne Kid

With Viola being a Bayojeanne kid, I could see a "Possesed/Kidnapped by the Fae" situation going on with her

If you're like me, you didn't like Singularity. Hell, if you're truly like me you hated Singularity. Which is why I'm benching him from his villain pedestal in favor of the Fae.

Fae are much more compelling villains, and if the Cereza and The Lost Demon Cereza is the same Cereza as Bayonetta 3, then I'm pretty fucking sure the Fae are itching for revenge.

Aaaaaand what better revenge on a witch than to take her cub away?

And that's what happened - once Bayo and Jeanne had their little baby girl the rebel coalition of Faeries started plotting on how to steal her away. They probably have agents or spies to keep tabs on them, and once Viola was idk maybe a young teenager - they came in and snatched her away right under her mothers' noses.

The Faeries plan wasn't to just replace Viola with a Fae double - that would be too mild to be proper revenge for what Cereza did to them - so instead they settled for transforming Viola into a Fae, so she would never return to her mothers at all.

...but they failed to realize that not only were they messing with Umbra Witch MOTHERS, they were also messing with an Umbra Witch CHILD.

Cereza and Jeanne at least have some self control over themselves and their magic. Viola had a whooping total of none, zero, negative, she was a ball of chaos and untamed demonic potential - she was arguably worse than child Cereza ever HOPED TO BE, and that's how a portion of Avalon Forest dissapeared in one night 💀.

But to make things clear, what happened was that Viola was able to stop the Fae ritual before they could complete it - and then proceeded to cause massive chaos on the Avalon Forest while trying to get out, only for Cereza and Jeanne to come in, rescue her and trash the remaining Faeries like they were in a Rage Room.

However, some effects from the Fae ritual still were present in Viola, and it didn't matter how much they tried to, it wouldn't come off - so Viola had to learn to live as a 1/3 Fae from then on. Which, as far as Viola is concerned, if having a very powerful Fae form and a sick ass hair and face mark is living as a 1/3 Fae, then she's good with it lmao

And yes, due to the ritual being stopped at about halfway, it caused Viola to have this angry looking dark purple mark on her face - her purple hair strands aren't painted, it's just because the face marking seeped into her hair and made it into THAT. She thinks it's cool tho :)

Viola being an amalgamation of all the people Cereza loves/loved (Fae creation)

With Viola being an amalgamation of Cereza's memories created by the Fae, I can see her as being meant to be a weapon that chose to not be a weapon

In this scenario, I can see Viola being meant to be a counter attack against Cereza - "the only one who can defeat me is myself" and all that - essentialy, a glorified clone.

The Fae used up all their knowledge gathered about Cereza and her family circle, and crafted Viola based on those people and memories. She has everything - Jeanne's volatile/short fuse nature, Balder's flair for dramatics, Luka's determination, Rodin's resourcefulness, even Enzo's goofyness and Rosa's agility and steadiness, Loki's sassy behavior and desire for independence, and most importantly, Cereza's power.

She was born and bred to be the perfect anti-Cereza weapon, capable of blocking any and all her attacks, and counter them accordingly - but with how many people were used to make her, her mind is a jumble of feelings and memories that are not her own at all, and they influence her in ways the Fae didn't imagine it would.

Cereza's love for her mom, the memories of the sadness over not being able to rescue her, her love for Jeanne, how she considers Enzo, Luka and Rodin as her family and would do anything to protect them, all of her experiences and feelings and memories - Viola feels all, she knows everything, for fuck's sake she can hear Cereza's heart bleeding for these people - and she can't find it in herself to ever turn her hand against them, she feels too much, she's too soft. She also feels for Cereza too, how could she not, when she was made from her?

However, as much as she has Cereza's memories and feelings, she slowly begins to wish for her own self, to not be a weapon or a clone or just another Fae, but Viola, her own person with her own feelings and her own experiences. Which is what drives her to reach out for Cereza and her family as a call for help (the gang probably adopt her as a collective but she only calls Cereza [and maybe Jeanne] Mom)

The facial markings and hair are from the fact that while she is quite the outstanding creation, she's still both a Fae and an imperfect copy. Viola is not human, or Umbra (her ability to activate Witch Time comes from Cereza's memories, not really from a natural place within herself), she is and will always be Fae until the day she's dead, and she's not a perfect carbon copy of Cereza either - she has her own emotions and reactions that are wildly different from Cereza herself.

Another thing that is worth mentioning, is that one of the reasons Viola couldn't find it in herself to attack any of Cereza's family might be because she was made from the people she loved - love was the key in the equation, if the Fae had made Viola using only what Cereza hated (angels for example) chances are they would have a much more effective but volatile weapon (Viola evil counterpart maybe 👀?)

Aaaaand that's it for Viola for now, I must say I prefer the Amalgamation!Viola tho gotta love experiments that learn to be human 😍

[gatorbites-imagines]

Masterlist 1

Emoji Guide

Dark themes = 🖤

Smut = ❤️

Find masterlist 2 here

Marvel

-Steve Rogers

An understanding between artists

Steve is in love with the male reader and outed

Police officer Steve Rogers x male reader

-Bucky Barnes

Werewolf Bucky x vampire male reader

“Can you please come get me?” drabble

“You’re gonna be okay, baby, just breathe. It’s all going to be fine.” Drabble

Bucky Barnes with a male reader who has a prosthetic arm

Bucky Barnes with a male reader who likes pastel and sanrio

-Poly Stucky

Relaxing on a snowy morning part 1

A snowy evening (Relaxing on a snowy morning part 2)

Party of one, two, three? (ftm reader) part 1

Party of one, two, three? (ftm reader) part 2

Poly Stucky x shapeshifter male reader who turns into a wolf pup

-Tony Stark

Tony Stark x Ftm teen reader

Tony Stark x top rival male reader

-Loki Laufeyson

Loki x Tank/Healer male reader

-Moon Knight (Marc, Steven and Jake)

Marc and Steven being comforted by the reader after being yelled at

Shower fun with Marc❤️

Khonshu x ftm reader

Steven Grant x Monster/Non human male reader

Sub Jake Lockley x Dom male reader (scent and Collar)❤️

Jake Lockley x ftm reader❤️

Sub Jake Lockey x Dom reader, Alleyway❤️

Moonboys with male reader who says the safeword

Moonboys x ftm reader who was harrassed for being gay and trans

Moonboys with a flirty male reader and how he flusters them

Moonboys with a tall and buff male reader

Steven Grant venting to his boyfriend

-multiple

Nine realm headcanons

Bucky and Loki x Oblivious male reader

Avengers forgetting about your anniversary

Marvel x Eldritch horror male reader

Marvel Characters reacting to reader suprise hugging them

Dc

-Dick Grayson

Lazy-day

Dick Grayson x male reader meeting at a gala part 1

Dick Grayson x Male reader meeting at a gala part 2

Dick Grayson x male reader, undercover❤️

Dick Grayson x ftm reader who is dysphoric

Dick Grayson x Possesive dom male reader❤️

Dick Grayson x former circus performer male reader

Dick Grayson nsfw alphabet❤️

Dick Grayson with a ftm reader whos been deadnamed and misgendered on purpose

Dick Grayson being brought into subspace by the reader with sparring❤️(ish?)

-Jason Todd

Sub Jason Todd x Dom Older vigilante male reader❤️

Sub Jason Todd x Dom Older vigilante male reader part 2❤️

Sub Jason Todd x Dom male reader, desperate for each others touch❤️

Jason Todd nsfw alphabet❤️

Jason Todd being insecure about his appearence with an artist reader

Jason having flashbacks as the reader stitches him up

Jason with a male reader whos older and is like his sugar daddy ❤️

-Tim Drake

Tim Drake trying to flirt with a Tiefling reader but he has no idea how

-Damian Wayne

Damian Wayne and speedster male reader who he hates but starts to like

-Bruce Wayne

Bruce Wayne nsfw alphabet❤️

-Klarion

Klarion x young justice hero male reader

-Edward Nashton/The Riddler (2022)

Reader comforts Edward when hes working

Edward and the reader are obsessed with each other

Edward x male reader whos a huge romantic

Reader tries to figure out who the Riddler is part 1

Reader tries to figure out who the Riddler is part 2🖤

Top Edward x Bottom male reader, who met at Arkham❤️

-Bruce Wayne/Batman (2022)

Bruce x Male reader who is big and intimidating, but a softy

Bruce x Detective male reader

Sub Bruce x dom male reader❤️

-Hal Jordan

Hal Jordan nsfw alphabet❤️

Ftm Hal Jordan with a Ftm reader ❤️

Hal Jordan with subspace, edging under a weighted blanket ❤️

Hal Jordan and the reader having enough of him putting himself down ❤️

-Barry Allen

Barry Allen nsfw alphabet❤️

-Wally West

Bottom Wally West x Top Kryptonian male reader❤️

-Clark Kent

Clark Kent nsfw alphabet❤️

yandere Clark Kent nsfw alphabet ❤️

-Conner Kent/Kon-el

Conner Kent/Kon-el with a ftm reader

Conner Kent/Kon-el nsfw alphabet ❤️

Conner Kent/Kon-el loving the readers scent and stealing their hoodies

Conner Kent/Kon-el x kryptonian male reader ❤️

Conner kent/Kon-el cuddling with the reader for the first time

-Kaldur'ahm  

Kaldur'ahm x alien male reader

-Joker

Joker x ftm reader

Ledger!Joker taking care of the sick reader

-multiple

Batson headcanons

Batsons x ftm reader

Batsons x Himbo ftm reader

Batfam x Unlucky male reader part 1

Batfam x Unlucky male reader part 2

Batfam x Unlucky male reader part 3

Batman/fam being determined to adopt a criminal/vigilante reader

Batboys throwing eachother around as bonding

DC characters and what kind of yandere i think they would be

Batsons with an autistic reader who mirrors them

The Boys

-Homelander/John Gillman

Homelander being spanked by dom reader ❤️

Fight Club

-Tyler Durden and the Narrator

The Narrator is extremely in love with the male reader who also catches Tylers attention

Slashers

-Billy Lenz

Billy Lenz x male reader headcanons

-Poly Ghostface

Handsome Devil part 1 (slasher male reader)🖤

Handsome devil part 2 (slasher male reader)🖤

Poly ghostface x himbo reader part 1

Poly ghostface x himbo reader part 2

Poly ghostface x autistic male reader

Poly ghsotface with a reader whos in denial about their sexuality

Poly ghostface x metalhead reader with a personality similar to Stu

Poly ghostface x reader whos fascinated by gore and blood

-Brahms Heelshire

Brahms Heelshire x protective male reader

Brahms Heelshire being comforted by male reader

Cuddling Brahms after a rough day

-Michael Myers

Michael Myers x himbo reader

Yandere Corey Cunningham and Michael Myers x male reader

Michael Myers with a voice kink ❤️

-Thomas Hewitt

Thomas Hewitt sfw alphabet

-Corey Cunningham

Corey Cunningham x slasher male reader who replaces Michael 🖤

Yandere Corey Cunningham and Michael Myers x male reader

Corey Cunningham comforting an overstimulated reader

-multiple

Slashers x male reader who is insecure about their thighs

Slashers with an s/o who vapes

Slashers and a weirdly strong male reader who keeps beating them

Slashers being given a flowercrown

Michael Myers and Brahms Heelshire with petplay

Jason Voorhees and Pyramid head with violent hide and seek

Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers and Pyramid head Proposing

Dead by Daylight

-Evan Macmillan (The Trapper)

Evan Macmillan sfw and nsfw alphabet❤️

-multiple

Frank Morrison and Danny “Jed Olsen” Johsen with a s/o whos built like a brick house

Evan Macmillan, Jason Voorhees and Bubba sawyer bottoming for the first time

Star Wars

-Din Djarin

Keldabe

Din x Tall tanker male reader who is secretly a softy

Din Djarin x Flirty bounty hunter male reader

Din Djarin x Stoic male reader

Din Djarin nsfw alphabet❤️

-Poly Bobadin

Riduur

-Anakin Skywalker

Anakin skywalker x ftm reader

Padawan Anakin Skywalker x Touchy male reader

Anakin comforting reader who was tortured and has night terrors

Anakin x Jedi male reader who is Plo Koons padawan

Sub Anakin x Dom male reader who is scared of intimacy, plus handcuffs❤️

Anakin with a ftm reader who has dysphoria

Padawan Anakin and a father figure male reader who falls in love with Shmi

-Luke Skywalker

Luke Skywalker x Shapeshifter male reader

-multiple

Clonetroopers x ftm reader

Anakin, Darth Vader, Obi wan and Cody, overall headcanons

Deaged star wars ocs

Fnaf

-Montgomery Gator

Vending Machine Mechanic

Monty x tiny male reader

-multiple

How the security breach cast would help the reader instead of freddy

Security breach cast x animatronic male reader

Harry Potter

-George Weasley

George Weasley x slythering male reader

Solo Leveling

-Sung Jin Woo

Sung Jin Woo x childhood friend male reader

One punch man

-multiple

Saitama and Genos relationship headcanons

Pokemon

-Guzma

Guzma with a stoic reader who has a centiskortch

-multiple

Team star bosses with a reader who is the leader and a psychic type user

Rick and Morty

-Rick Sanchez

Rick Sanchez (C-137) being flirted with

Rick Sanchez (C-137) with a ftm reader with autism

Call of Duty

-Simon “Ghost” Riley

Ghost with a short male reader who is underestimated because of his height

Ghost with knifeplay ❤️

Ghost with knifeplay part 2 (theres actually no knives in this one)

Ghost with a reader whos bigger and scarier than himself

-Multiple

Call of Duty characters being fucked while being interrogated ❤️

Alejandro, Soap and König with a tall feminine male reader

Ghost and Soap with a himbo reader who is submissive and breedable ❤️

John, Alejandro,Gaz and König finding their partner asleep with animals.

Soap, Ghost, Rudy and König with a partner on the autism spectrum who copies their accent

Rudy, Alejandro and Price as biology teachers

Rudy, Alejandro and Price with an s/o whos a biology teacher

141 with a male reader who owns a huge wolf

Alejandro, Rudy and Soap with a flirty reader who speaks multiple languages

Ghost and König with a big chested male reader

Call of duty characters with a reader whos tongue tied and fumbles to speak

How the team reacts to ghost having a husband with colored hair and stretched ears

Ghost, Price, Alejandro, König, Gaz and Rudy with a male reader with long hair

141 with an older reader who still moves like a 20 year old they gush over

Cod characters with a male reader who has thick thighs and stretch marks

Cod characters reacting to meeting Prices husband

Cod characters with a male reader with a very low spice tolerance

[feistynighean16]

Peak of demonstration

Pairing: Loki x female reader

Genre: self-pleasure, praising kink, semidominant Loki, smut, punishment (not physical), possesiveness, rough sex

Words: 3,5k

Summary: Sexual escapades belong to gods' eternal amusements, you had been having one with God of mischief for decades. Feeling dissatisfied after his last performance, you plan to show him what you need, and perhaps you receive even a compensation.

Let me…

His words echoed in your mind, reliving all the details from last night. Although you had been looking forward to the frequent rendezvouses during which you were discovering something new about yourselves every time, yesterday was…less than expected. 

Dull, more like.

You stabbed a fork into the piece of meat lying on the plate in front of you, not paying any attention to the ongoing debate. Light from the setting sun reflected off the golden cutlery, when shining at the right angle. When its ray settled on a part of your body, mellow warmth pleased you, wandered to your fingertips, leaving behind a path of goosebumps.

Unlike last night.

You looked up from your plate and stared at the person in front of you, with his trademark smirk and wishing to be elsewhere. You could relate to him with every inch, but refused to do so. Perhaps to deny the connection you had already had, perhaps to show what he did wrong, even though you were actually punishing yourself. You glimpsed at your mother who was talking passionately about something you took the least interest in with Ódin, nodding in agreement.

Being the daughter of Freyja, Goddess of love and beauty, brought several advantages; you took after her beauty, sincerity, and of course seidr, an inevitable divine instrument. And you were naturally skilled with other beings. For centuries, you had met hundreds who did not stay the same after meeting your grace. And he was no exception. 

Kiss me…I beg you…

You were always the lead, making the others listen to your command. There was a certain dominance, certain power that came within. However, two Gods meeting in the same room, demanding the same care, longing for the same control…very promiscuous consequences.

A subtle pressure on your foot made your eyes look at the source. He was piercing his eyes into yours, pretending to think about something that had been said, with his lips tensely pressed into thin line. His arms were crossed on his chest which was hidden beneath his celestial armour, hiding away from you every scar and every muscle.

Knowing him for decades, you both recognised and cherished what you desire. You had always tried to fulfil his wishes and in turn, he did too, sometimes encouraging each other to push one’s limits. Secret relationship prospered to both; even though it was only once a year. That kept you in suspense, longing, wanting. 

However, your needs were not met, not even in the slightest. And that contradicted the unwritten agreement.

He nudged your foot again. And again. And again. Until you looked up with a stone cold expression.

Harder…harder…

Locking your eyes, you moved your leg out of his reach, resulting in his furrowed brows. His eyes were clearly asking the cause of your detachment. You placed the meat into your mouth, ignoring him completely.

Naturally, you were attracted to him. But in this moment, you could only feel betrayed, narked, all while anticipating his redemption. And you knew how much he despised being left out.

Darling…

You felt something invading your thoughts, trying to break the mental boundary keeping them private. Rather someone. You narrowed your eyes at him, preventing him from finding the cause. He turned his head a little, raising his eyebrows at your intransigence. Then he moved in the seat and cleared his throat, insistently making efforts to gain your full attention.

It appeared to catch Frigga’s attention instead.

‘Y/N, how is the meal? I thought you might enjoy it tonight,’ she said with a smile. You forced yourself to break eye contact and focus on answering a simple question. You sat in the chair straighter, turning your head towards the host.

‘It is utterly appetising, thank you for asking,’ you responded with the sincerest tone. However, he used the distraction to his advantage. You broke down the invisible barriers of your mind, revealing an easy path for his seidr to find whatever he considered helpful. 

What thing is bothering your mind, Y/N? 

It is ludicrous you did not ask that last night…

While everyone proceeded with the debate again, you communicated wordlessly, exchanging questionable expressions. Eventually, you grew tired of him clenching his jaw and sending deathly stares in your direction, and allowed him to enter your mind palace. 

How sinful it was to reminisce about him coming down at you on his balcony with the moon high above the horizon, covering in darkness everything but his emerald eyes watching you. Or hearing his surprised moans while you were licking melted chocolate off of his chest and adding more to his groin. Or the straps you occasionally strapped him in and he let you do whatever you desired. Or remembering his hand wandering from your lower back, following the spine to your neck, pressing it tightly, while delivering his best performance, leaving you gasping for air. 

You swallowed the rising temptation and bit your inner cheek.

Darling, I am afraid I do not see anything which would make you so distant…speak to me…

His eyes were profoundly searching yours. He was getting frustrated. So frustrated, his eyes darkened. And the fact that it was because of you made your heart pound faster. 

You stabbed another piece of meat and put it in your mouth, chewing on it slowly, not breaking eye contact, keeping him in uneasiness. He gritted his teeth so strongly the vein in his forehead appeared. 

Tell…me…tell…me…

You recalled the events of last night. How his promises of railing you against the bookshelves would take you to another universe, how he would throw you on his bed, doing all the wicked things he had been imagining with you the whole year when you were apart. Sadly none was kept, none was done.

‘If you would excuse me, I am not feeling well. Perhaps I have travel sickness. It was wonderful to see all of you again,’ you put down the fork, stood up from your chair, and while emphasising the word all, gave a long look to the man before you. Kissing your mother’s cheek, you bent down as low as possible for him to see your spine which could have been seen undressed from your gown last night, only for his reach and sight.

He cocked one eyebrow and you were sure he was watching your every movement.

You bid farewells and left the dining room, noticing him still in your mind. 

There was a small corner, primarily for servants preparing meals. To your luck, the servants were dismissed for this evening. And to your another luck, there was a large mirror at the right angle for someone in particular to see the interior of the cramped room. 

You closed the tall door and entered the adjacent room. Positioning yourself until you could see him in the mirror. He was still sitting in the same place, staring at the door which you left.

Can you see me, Your Highness?

You asked. He straightened himself up, scanning the room engagingly. Until his eyes rested upon the mirror, narrowing them in confusion. You smiled devilishly and began to slowly reveal your left leg through the slit.

Let me demonstrate my sudden unapproachableness to you…

His composure wavered over your words. Your fingers travelled up your slit, followed the seam on your hip, until they got to your cleavage, tugging at the laces, deathly slow. You noticed him swallowing playinly, hiding his parted lips behind his hand. 

If only you would have touched me like this…

You traced the shape of your breasts with your hands. Then slid them lower, and lower.

Shall I continue with my demonstration, Your Highness?

He sat in the chair dumbfounded, almost unable to blink. You were more than satisfied to see his response, and were willing to make him regret not keeping his promise. After a few seconds of silence, you took a step forward.

…do not leave…my goddess…

You chuckled, and started to undo the buttons above the slit, one by one, until the strap of your underwear was visible. You gave it a pull, and then let it snap against the hip, making yourself pant.

He was absolutely frustrated. 

You slid your hand into your underwear, firstly between your folds. Then you started rubbing your index finger on your clit, gasping and fluttering your eyes. You made sure his vision would be occupied with the image of him doing the same to you.

…why are you doing this to me…

When you inserted the index finger inside, you looked in the mirror. He was leaning against the back of the chair, twitching, adjusting his crutch. You could swear his eyes were darkened with lust, and put in unbearable agony. 

Without further questions addressed to him, you inserted a second finger. You felt the arousal rise with increasing circle movements, and your legs began slightly trembling. When you added a third finger, the climax was slowly approaching. The sweat was building up on your forehead, warmth wandering all over your skin. 

…Loki…Loki…

For a brief moment, you opened your eyes to observe his stance. His eyes were closed, breath heavy and hands were tangled in the raven locks. You knew you had fulfilled your intention. Reaching your climax, you moaned his name for the last time, trying to remain standing.

Although he was used to your spontaneity, it never stopped surprising him. With divine lives like you had, a trace of curiosity was an appreciated moment brightening boring and monotonous day…or night.

You pulled yourself together after calming your rapid breath. Buttoning your corset up, you smiled at the accomplished revenge. Norns, the sight of him collecting every strength not to make a sound and expose himself; it made your blood boil with another wave of sensation. You tied the laces framing your cleavage and ran your fingers through your hair. Without casting a look in the mirror to see his current state, you left the cramped room.

Nevertheless, you should have looked.

When you entered the hallway and walked in the direction of your guest chamber, you heard footsteps; hard, hurried, furious. You dared to glance over your shoulder.

His strides were confident, fierce; the golden metal straps on his armour glistened in the sun shining through tall windows, making his hunched up, tense posture appear scarily powerful. He was clenching his fists, and fuming.

In all honesty, he was terrifying, almost frightening if you had not known him. On the other hand, it gave you chills all over your skin because you knew something was going to happen. To you, precisely.

You noticed him wetting his bottom lip taking in the sight of you walking in front of him. You had to gasp because of the adrenaline building up. He was a few metres away, but closing on you.

You turned sharply around the corner to the hallway leading to his chambers. With every step you took, your legs started to tremble in anticipation. You swore you could hear him breathing on your neck, but you were unable to turn around.

…why are you scurrying away from me…

…let me show you…my perception of the matter…darling…

When you arrived at the door of his chambers, he was right behind you, pressing on you for you to feel the consequence of your actions. A hard one. He pulled your hair so strongly your head fell backwards, exposing your neck for him to wrap his other hand around it, forcing you to listen. 

‘When you are in my home, it is very improper to touch yourself…without my permission,’ he growled through gritted teeth in your ear, leaving you without breath, ‘is it not, Y/N?’

You wanted to nod, but were unable to do so.

‘I asked something,’ he said and strengthened his hand on your neck. 

‘...yes,’ you sighed, pressing on him back, feeling his throbbing pride.

‘...yes, what?’

‘…Yes, my king,’ you said and he let go of your hair abruptly, making you waver.

‘Perhaps I have not made myself clear, allow me to rephrase myself,’ he said with a hint of enlightenment, turning you to himself. You were veiled in his tall shadow which added to his sheer dominance over you. And made your heart sink in your underwear. He shoved his knee between your legs for his thigh to feel your pulsating folds, pierced his eyes into yours, shaking his head and wetting his lips, before continuing his monologue in a raspy voice: ‘no one is permitted to touch you as long as I am alive.’

Your arousal resulted in an inaudible moan at which he smirked and weakened his grip around your neck. You stared in his eyes, full of confidence and blazing with rage. You desperately wanted to kiss his lips, to undress him right in this hallway, but you caught yourself waiting for his gesture.

He opened the door, pushing you inside. You tripped over the long train of your dress, but kept balance. He shut the door after him, watching you walking backwards with a playful smile on your face. He grabbed you by hips and, in a blink of an eye, pinned you against the promised bookshelves, shoving his knee again between your legs.

‘Because you are mine…every inch of you belongs to me…’ he whispered in your ear. You could smell his pine cologne, invading your common sense and dignity. He was so close, yet his hands were kept away from you. You swallowed plainly.

‘...your lips…your neck…’ his finger followed his words, slowly tracing the mentioned parts of your body, leaving after itself a path of goosebumps. 

‘...your breasts…’ he stopped there. His fingers untied the lace, revealing only a small fragment of your chest. You exhaled heavily. 

‘...your hips…your thighs…’ he continued, without breaking eye contact. He touched the buttons above the slit, but did not undo them, which drove you crazy.

‘…and your cunt…which you violated, out of my reach,’ suddenly his hand got under your dress and cupped your burning folds, making you wheeze in surprise. He grinned down at you, closing and opening his palm, you tried to keep composure.

‘For the record, last night you did not even pinch her…so…I needed to do it myself,ʼ you said, clenching one of the edges of the bookshelf. He cocked one eyebrow, thinking, reminiscing, realising. And teasing you with his one finger sliding between your folds, making you gasp. His face got closer, breathing in your face.

‘...well, your incredible performance made quite an impression on me…’ he whispered, almost touching your lips. You were anxious, you longed for his lips. He was getting used to the power you allowed him to have, and he was good at it. 

You put your hand on his chest, still dressed in celestial armour, and slid it down, down his hand occupying your folds. In one snap, you tore the strap of your underwear, tactfully pointing to him to begin his performance, a better one.

‘...however, it is time for the director to take over,’ he whispered, inserting two fingers inside you all at once, and the chill spreaded down your spine before you could protest. You gasped and moved your hips closer to him. He kissed you fiercely, biting at your lower lip. His fingers circled inside you with unholy speed, with his thumb rubbing your clit. Your head fell backwards in pleasure, enabling him to mark you on your neck. Your hands were gripping his shoulder pads. You did not acknowledge the sharp edges of individual shelves digging into your back. He added a third finger, all of them bending, moving up and down, sending shivers and warmth to your fingertips. 

‘You are so wet…only for me, my darling,’ he whispered in your neck, making you cry in delight. His fingers were moving faster than you had expected.

‘Loki…Loki…I…’ you said hastily, gripping his shoulder pads tighter.

‘My name is the only thing coming out of your mouth tonight,’ he said with a possessive tone. You began to feel uneasy, but seeing his self-confidence turned you on so much you carried out his command with trembling legs and closed eyes. His fingers were still inserted in you, soaking up with your dripping pleasure. 

‘Such a good girl,’ he said, planting a hot kiss on your lips after he licked the fingers of you dripping off of them. Fluttering your eyelashes, you breathed out heavily several times, not noticing him taking you to his bed, tearing your dress in half, you ending up lying in front of him completely naked. He snapped his fingers, and his armour disappeared, revealing his toned torso, astonishing groin, and bulging pride. You sat on the edge of the bed, and looked up to his eyes, asking for permission. He drew aside the few loose strands of your hair. As your hands reached out to his throbbing shaft, he seized them, forcing you to lay down again.

‘No, my darling, the lead has other lines to utter,’ he growled, kneeled before you and started to lay wet kisses from your thigh, continuing on your inner thighs, your pulsating folds, on which he sucked, causing you to moan his name. You tried to entangle your fingers into his hair, but he pinned your hands to your sides roughly, giving you a frowned look. 

It was unusual, terrifying, but so fucking hot.

His lips proceeded higher, his tongue tracing around your belly button, and higher until he got to your chest. He cupped one of your breasts in his hand, playing with it, and then you felt the touch of his teeth. You cried in pain, curling your toes in pleasure. He moved to the other one, cupping it and nipping at it, making sure both had got the same care. His lips finally found yours, while his hands visited parts of your body belonging to him only. You kissed him hungrily, completely blown away.

‘You wished to be fucked, did you not, my darling?’ He said, interrupting the passionate kissing. You did not even understand him until he flipped you around, so you were on all fours, your limbs tingling in thrill after realisation. His hand slid from your loins, copying your spine, to the back of your neck. 

‘I asked something,’ after no response, he gripped your neck and forced you to kneel. You panted in surprise. His other hand was embracing your abdomen, slowly getting down. There were so many things you could not comprehend, but ultimately, it was exactly what you desired. 

‘...yes…’ his hand was getting closer and closer to your folds, caressing them. 

‘...yes, what?’ He whispered in your ear, nipping at your earlobe. You moaned when his fingers entered you again, now all three of them. 

‘...yes, my king,’ second after hearing these words, he pushed you back to bed, his fingers rapidly moving inside you, making you quiver. He planted a few kisses on your back, all while helping you to reach your climax.

Suddenly, he stopped, removed his fingers from you. You were caught unprepared for what was going to happen.

‘Norns, you feel so right,’ he inserted his massive and bulging shaft into you, reaching the sensitive spot under which everything in you crumbled down. You clenched the sheets and cried out his name, as you were supposed to. He thrusted into you mercilessly, all his strength channelling into individual movements, hitting the spot with each thrust. His hands were gripping your hips, moving them in sync. Your eyes rolled back in your head, sweat building up on your forehead. You could swear that in one moment, you saw stars high above the horizon. Adding to the thrill, his hand found your clit and began rubbing it, bringing you into unbearable madness. 

‘Loki…dear God…Loki,’ left your mouth spontaneously. He fit in you like you were made for each other, complimenting every movement, pushing each other to your bests. 

You were about to burst in ecstasy, you reached your hand to his thigh, feeling at least his skin on yours. With final thrust, you and him both moaned in pleasure, absolutely drained. Your hands were so weak you had to fall on your face. He shoved himself in you a few times to work his high off, planted one last kiss to your back and fell into the sheets beside you, breathing heavily. 

After minutes of silence, only hearing both of you gasping for air, you came to your senses, a soft breeze tickling your heated skin. You turned over to be facing him, staring at his wet hair from sweat, puffy parted lips and his chest heaving. 

You wrapped your arm around him, and intertwined your legs together. His skin was boiling, just as yours. He stroked your arm, entangled his fingers into your hair, playing with it, thoughtlessly.

‘I am starting to be fond of this side of you.’

‘Well…you should enrage me more often then, my darling.’

[lokiforever]

🖤 Love in the Dark 🖤

Mafia!Loki x Fem!Reader

Series Masterlist

Warnings ⚠️🚨: Slightly agressive Loki...

Chapter 3

➡️

"No, you need to listen to me! It's important. She...she was to marry him. That is why his men kidnapped her!" Barnes said

Loki's face immediately went pale "Did she- did she know?" He said after a moment "No clue" Loki clenched his jaw and balled his fists. Anger was bubbling inside him with a hint of...... possesiveness? He was not sure of whom actually he was mad at...that bastard who most certainly did not deserve someone as pure as you..or you, if you knew...

He stormed outside the room.

You were waiting outside and the force with which Loki opened the door left you in shock. He was seemingly mad.

"Loki ?" you cautiously said, he was moving towards you with calculated steps his face seemed neutral but you knew he was fuming. You were taking steps backwards till your back hit the wall. "Did you know?" he said but you didn't quite get it "W-what?"

He walked even closer to you leaving your bodies inches away. "Did. You. Know" he said through gritted teeth"D-did I know what?" "Goddamn- Did you know why they kidnapped you" said he as he slammed his fist into the wall, making you flinch "N-no"

He was trying hard to control his anger. Not wanting to do anything he might regret later.

He stepped back turning his back to you as he started walking out so as to control himself from saying something harsh to you. "Loki!?" "Loki- listen!!" he said nothing and moved out of the room, the whole mansion, actually.

You were now scared of what did they want...what if they came back?! Slowly the fears overwhelmed you as sat alone in your room which eventually caused to cry ... badly.

After an hour or so, you heard a faint knock but were a bit too preoccupied with tears to notice it. The gate opened as Loki entered... he cautiously took a few steps closer to you "Y/N?" his voice was very soft, almost like a whisper . Getting no response, he crouched beside you "Y/N, I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. I was just... It's not your fault, I know, I'm sorry. Please don't cry, darling" he cooed softly. You looked up at him with teary eyes "I know you didn't mean it, Loki, but what if they get me again?" You managed to say between the sobs "No one will harm you" "Who are those people and why did they kidnap me!?" "You don't need to know that. You're safe with me" his words sounded so pure, so true that you could do nothing but trust him, believe in him.

You always had a hard time trusting someone fully and yet here you were, trusting someone who was so strange and yet seemed so close, with nothing less but your life. He extended his hand for you to take which you did. "Thank you so much, Loki...I can't thank you enough"

'You being here is enough' he thought

He simply gave you a smile and revealed a white paper bag. "This is for you. Consider this as an apology" "Oh, Loki... Thank you " as you opened the bag, it had premium, brand new mobile in it "Loki ..." "I mean, you cannot talk to your friend without a mobile, can you?" he said. The next thing he felt was you hugging him feeling which his body immediately stiffened but after a second or two he returned the hug. It felt nice, much to his surprise. After a few moments you released him from the hug. Though he'd never admit, he wanted to stay like that for longer.

"Thank you so very much!" said you "You're welcome, darling. And,Y/N..." "Yeah?" "I'm forced to go to a party tonight and you're coming with me" "Me? Why me? I don't even know anyone here"

"You don't know me?" "Of course I do" "Exactly, and that's enough. You are going with me" "Do you think I can't say no to that?" "You better not" he said with a hint of playfulness in his voice.

He sounded....a little different today... changed, for good, of course....but still... Little did you know it was the true him, one of the rare times when he lets his guard down.

As decided earlier, you were now getting ready to go to the party. You wore the same dress that Loki almost forced you to buy at the mall. However, you had to admit, it was gorgeous. It was in a shade of green that many could mistake as black, had a perfect fit on you and reached till above your knees.

Pairing it with a set of stilletos and some make-up, you finished your look and walked out in the living room, where he was waiting for you.

Loki was wearing a dark green, velvet tuxedo with his hair neatly done, looking sinfully gorgeous.

He almost stopped breathing for a second when his eyes landed on you. And lord knows, he put every last bit of his self control to not kiss you and more right there and then. "You're look absolutely ravishing, darling" causing you to turn to a deep shade of red. "Thank you... You look great yourself"

Oh, he looked breath-taking, the suit was suiting him very much. His hair looked so soft and oh, his scent . It was something rich, leather, musk and a ting of a citrusy perfection.

On stepping out Loki walked to the limousine with you, it was none other than the wonderful limo, Rolls Royce Phantom. The chauffeur opened the door for you as you and Loki sat in.

"Which's your favourite car brand, darling?" "Oh, mine's this, Rolls Royce. They have such great models, what bout' yours?" "Oh, I agree with you, mine's the same. This car is in my top five."

"Oh, really? Which's your numero uno?" "Oh, I'll show you someday"

~°~~~~

You both entered the party, Loki had placed a gentle hand at the small of your back as he walked across the room, he sensed someone coming towards "Ugh, meet one of the most annoying people you'd find in here" he said loud enough for only you to here and then turned towards the person "Ethan Fletcher." "Hey!!! Got yourself a girl , did you, Laufeyson?" the person with an awkwardly chirpy and over-excited voice whome you know knew as Ethan said with a pat on Loki's shoulder making him cringe internally, he resisted the urge to roll his eyes and said "She's not my girlfriend. Excuse me" and walked towards the person who apparently wanted to discuss something with him "Uh, Y/N, why don't you get yourself some drinks while I tackle this little buisness?" "Are you sure?" "Totally, just stay safe and if you find anyone suspicious, just come to me. Barnes' bot here unfortunately, else I'd have sent him with you. But don't fret, I'll be swift." "Alright, thanks" you said with a small smile and a nod

You walked towards the drinks counter, ordering the least alcoholic drink as you didn't want to go raving and do something embarrassing especially when you had the company of Loki.

"Hey" you heard a voice behind you which most definitely was not Loki's you turned around to find the owner of the voice finding a blonde guy standing there, he was wearing a black suit and had a smile on his face. He sat on the bar stool beside you "I'm Marc" "Y/N" "Would you mind sharing a dance with me?" "Uh.... I'm sorry, I don't feel like dancing today.." "Oh, come on. Just one dance..." you tried to deny him but he was just too adamant so you eventually gave in

In the dimly lit ballroom, the music swirled through the air as you gracefully moved across the dance floor. The atmosphere was electric as laughter and conversation filled the space. Unbeknownst to you, Loki stood at the edge of the room, his piercing gaze locked on you. You continued the dance, unaware of the storm brewing within Loki's heart. A twinge of jealousy flickered across his face, quickly masked by his composed demeanor.

Deep down, Loki struggled with his emotions, haunted by a tragic incident from the past that left him scarred and closed off to the possibility of love.

Little did he know, fate was about to challenge his resolve, and perhaps, unravel the walls he had meticulously built around his heart.

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

Taglist:

@holdmytesseract @jennyggggrrr @lotsoflokilove23 @jaidenhawke @wolvesmom1 @gruftiela @mary-jinx @mischief-dream@ladychota @dishahaldar @eleniblue @foxherder @allesiaandnx

[wildglitch]

Side tangent about Thor

This was gonna be in the main post explaining what the others are up to in my Wiz!Au but something possesed me while writing Thor's part and I ended up with this bit. This honestly can apply to Thor's character as a whole so Im posting this by itself. You can read this as a Thor character analisis and his treatment in fanfiction, if you ignore the small part that refrences the AU. Or you can read this as a AU post and a little snippit of the bigger post Im making, either is fine.

- Fanon Thor and Canon Thor dont really line up like- at all, but neither dose early MCU Thor with later MCU Thor, which sucks. I plan for him to act like pre snap angry Thor, but more calm because he now knows that Loki is alive and that is grounding him.

 Thor isnt dumb, and I hate how Fanon have this warped vision of him being a stupid bumbling idiot that dosent know anything about anything. I get that he is new to Earth and stuff but come on, they guy can talk just fine. Thor is a smart and strong, but hes also a bit care free, goofy and caring, hes an empath. That show in the way he is arguably hit the hardest with the snap. Hes just trying to do good and live up to the responsibility put on him as king, but hes also wild and free as we see him going on adventures saving people and even giving his title of king to valkery later on. Thor is a King just trying to do good and protect the people he loves. 

Thor understands the situation, and has a soul goal in mind along side the other thousand angry and desprate throughs running through it. Find Loki. Because if he can do that on thing, he knows he will be able to do everything else and save the people he love. Thor is a hero through and through. He will protect anyone and everyone he finds along the way, being a free spirit that cant help but save people in need be it from danger or an unjust systum. These are all things we see in his character in the movies, and it sucks that it gets ignored like that.

I know that its a bit hard to write for MCU Thor sometimes because his character can be a bit inconsistant, but Thor isnt dumb, hes just kind.

[ghosts-junk-pile]

OK OK OKOKOKOKON SO I LOVE MYTHOLOGY I THINK ITS SUPER COOL AND ONE OF MY FAVORITE MYTHOS IS NORSE MYTHOLOGY BC I JUST THINK ITS NEAT SO I ALSO LISTEND TO THE BIFROST INCIDENT AND THAT HAS A LOT OF NORSE MYTHOS STUFF AND SO I HAD A LOT OF TOUGHTS ABOUT IT SO HERES MY TED RANT ABOUT SHIT I NOTICED THAT REFANCES NORSE MYTHOLOGY ALSO ALL OF MY INFO I GOT FROM OVERLY SARCASTIC PREDUCTIONS I AM BY NO MEANS AN EXPERT ON THIS I AM JUST A HUGE NERD

Loki killed Baldur that, and in Norse mythology his punishment (after running away and making the fishing net and then getting caught) was to be chained up by the Midgard serpent/Jörmungandr and then during Ragnarök Loki apares despite previously being in his "underground snake prison". In TBI Loki was tought to be publicly executed(as punishment for killing Baldur) but plot twist she lived bitches. Her mind is a lot fucked up tho.

2. SPEAKING OF JÖRMUNGANDR! During Ragnarök O'Clock Thor fights it and wins but after taking 9 steps away dies. AND WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT AFTER FIGHTING(I think? Form what I got Odin was the midgard serpent or possesed by it or sm idk man) ODIN THOR TAKES YOU GUESSED IT 9 STEPS AND THEN BREAKS A WINDOW TO KILL HIM AND ODIN 3. SPEAKING OF THOR HE USES A HAMMER I THINK IT WAS AN ENGIENERS TO BREAK THE WINDOW AND WHAT IS THORS MAIN WEPON NORSE MYTHOLGY MJÖLNIR A HAMMER

4. Unrelated to Norse mythology the second Lyff mentioned "the bandits" I was like "Its the mechs. Calling it now" AND IT WAS!

Thats all that I remember thinking in the moment and know thank you for coming to my Ted Talk

[alicerovai]

Man, I don't even go here (as in I'm not in the Loki fandom) but seriously what is the problem with some people??? It's like, you don't like a character? Fine! Totally normal. But maybe don't say shit like this to actual human beings???

It reminds me of when the last Star Wars trilogy came out and fans of R!ylo started harassing first regular people who shipped ReyFinn or even just liked Finn, and then took it far enough as to harass John Boyega himself on Twitter and threaten people if R!ylo wasn't canon. People I know directly have gotten DEATH THREATS for liking Izzy from OFMD, and I've heard more than one person say about at least two different characters in two different fandoms that they deliberately put their hate posts in the main tag or ship tag because "people who like (x) should have to read this kind of thing, and I force them if they won't" or similar. And being told it's triggering for some people responding with "anyone who likes (x) deserves to be triggered idc"

Fandom is supposed to be fun first and foremost, even with the angsty stuff or deep metas or whatever. I don't know how some people can't get it through their thick fucking skulls that there's a human being behind the screen and they deserve respect. If you don't like a character or a ship it's as easy as blocking the tag and not following that kind of content. What posseses people to harm other actual human beings over liking or disliking a character is beyond me.

People are insane. Or, maybe, they just need to go outside and breathe, touch grass and doing something, you know, real. Social medias are dissociative and day after day I feel the need to stay away from them, even though it’s hard because a good 80% of my job is there. The sylkis continued to repost the tweet and I silenced the post so I can’t see what they are saying about it. And I don’t give a damn about it!

[rosh-28]

My Aster🌠

yandere thor x captain marvel

(yandere themes,jealousy,possesive,Stockholm syndrome,obsessive,protective,dark themes)

Prologue:

King odin of asgard decided to search a bride for his crown heir in order for thor to take the throne and rule asgard. Only problem was that women all around the nine realms didn't want to marry him because of thor's darkness and arrogant behaviour he seemed to possess. Prince thor patience was running thin. He desperately was searching the right partner for him. One day after captain marvel had lost in a brutal war she fell down with injuries to asgard from space like a shooting star. Carol danvers shouldn't have fallen out of the sky because thor and his family had seen her and will never let her go again. It's like norns have blessed thor with a queen that was bound to him by his side forever.

Chapter 1 will come tomorrow! :)

[bushs-world]

I have seen antis call sylki a toxic relationship. They call Sylvie abusive and Loki a simp. And I feel there is a simple reason for that. One, subversion of gender stereotypes in relationship and not conforming to accepted behaviour of conduct. Let me explain what I mean.

For the longest time, Loki has been the fandom sexy man. People romanticised his toxic masculine traits, his broken persona, his trauma, his damaged emotional state and unhealthy coping mechanisms because it made him appealing. He was literally the fandom 'brooding guy'.

And typically in media and fiction, the brooding guy has been paired with the gentle girl. This girl is often kind, shy and docile who offers kind words, affection, companionship and care. And this love and care of her coaxes the brooding guy out of his shell and heals him with the power of love. Most often than not, this girl only serves the purpose of being the emotional support crutch for the brooding guy. And most times, her entire world revolves around the brooding guy. He and his troubles turn into the centre of her universe and she drops everything in her own life to help him out.

A great example of this is Mary St. Jacques in the 'Bourne Identity' (the book, not the movie). Yes, she's shown as an accomplished and independent woman (and not exactly a gentle girl personality wise), but that doesn't change the fact that she drops her entire life and gets embroiled in the world of gangsters and assassins, all for a man she doesn't know from before and who holds her hostage at gun point. From then on, in the first book, her entire arc is helping Bourne find out who he is.

Now, this gentle girl often fulfills the 'I can fix him' fantasy. Where a woman with her unconditional love and support can fix a broken man. This is so often romanticised in romance novels to the point of expecting the women to keep up with abusive behaviour in the name of helping the broken, brooding man

And that's what many people were expecting Loki's love interest to be. They expected him/her to be totally devoted to Loki, to mother him, be the only person he was close to, be his emotional crutch and heal his traumas or atleast try to fix him.

But the series went the opposite way. Instead of Loki's love interest being the one to carry the burden of his trauma, they gave Loki an even broken women to fall in love with. Sylvie is drowned in so many of her own insecurities and traumas, that she can't be Loki's emotional crutch. That doesn't mean Sylvie doesn't care. Because she does and she has proven it many times. She tells him his mother must be proud of him, holds his hand on Lamentis, asks him if he was ok in ep 4, gives him her sword during the timekeepers chamber fight. She prunes herself to find Loki, gives him the tempad to offer him a way out and doesn't want him to follow her to Alioth because it could be a suicide mission.

She cares a lot, but not in the way women are expected to care for their men in a relationship. She doesn't carry the entire burden of his trauma or try to fix him. She doesn't shower him with outward, emotional displays of affection. Most of her affection is hidden in plain sight. And so she is called a smug, arrogant, abusive bitch.

On the other hand, instead of the Dom! Loki the fandom headcannoned, we got a soft, thoughtful Loki who cared for Sylvie, cheered her on, assisted her achieve her goal and loved her unconditionally. He loved Sylvie how a woman should be loved, but he gets called Sylvie's dog and a simp for it, because a man supporting his woman and respecting her makes him seem weak. People prefer the toxic, possesive, dominating behaviour as a sign of love over true respect and care.

And because of this thinking, people think Loki is weak. Because he doesn't dominate over Sylvie. Because he doesn't try to own her or control her.

Some say Loki was henpecked because he simply put up with whatever Sylvie said or did. But that is a lie because the moment he didn't agree with her stance in ep 6, he stood up against her and stopped her in ep 6. That means Loki was willing to stand up against Sylvie when he felt the need to. And that is a sign of true confidence and strength.

[featherbled]

okay. prepare for a rant. or as much of one I can prepare right now. also, spoilers and personal meta ahead. enjoy my pain lmao

firstly: the way basim's voice changed after he merged with nehal. like props to his vc for making the distinction between basim and loki a clear one. his voice is deeper, but the tone is also different. his vocal countenance completely shifts. I love/hate it.

secondly: enkidu lashing out at basim at the end, like fuck u ur not my dad.

also, ya'll gonna think I'm an ass, but... I totally called nehal not being real. like I knew she had to be some kind of figment in his mind, though I definitely didn't foresee her being loki / part of him. but no, when basim asked her how she knew about the temple when they were going in and she said she didn't know why, she just did... that was the moment I was like yep she's not real. everything that happened was still !! and I give major props to the writers, I loved it, but I saw that coming.

so yeah. uh. I'm gonna make some changes tbh. basim still killed qabiha, no betrayal from roshan, and he worked with her / rayhan / the council to figure things out. as for the fall of alamut, basim (and roshan ? idk yet) arrived in time to help defend it. roshan did confront basim before entering the isu temple but it was less a physical fight and more a verbal confirmation that he knew what he was doing.

in my head basim says that if he comes out any less than he was, he'd let her strike him down then. so roshan is there when he comes out. and in my head, he does come out as loki, and roshan confronts him like promised. they do fight, he does injure her, but in the end he's reminded of who he is not who he was and yields. he's very apologetic and it takes a lot of time to mend his relationship with her, but she consequently stays with the hidden ones, promising to "keep him in line" should he "wander back into the shadows with the jinni".

then, tapping into loki, he's able to discuss everything that happened with her, rayhan, and everyone else. so. a couple key differences for my basim:

he stills sees nehal and the jinni. because he's still "rejecting" the loki side of him it still wants control. it is more of a part of him, like he has access to loki, but he kinda just shuts it out. I have more meta preped for this topic.

loki does want control. and loki and basim are two separate individuals. loki has goals, revenge to seek etc and thus is very differently oriented than basim. they have different moral standards and expectations. as such, from here on out, I will be referring to canon post-mirage basim as loki, while my basim / pre-mirage basim as just basim. there is a distinction.

roshan stays with the hidden ones, and continues to look out for and test basim. to parallel the scar loki receives from enkidu in canon, roshan now has a similar scar she received while confronting basim after emerging from the temple as loki. she uses this as a reminder to him.

okay. and now... now I'm gonna talk about WHAT PISSES ME OFF ABOUT THE ENDING OF THE GAME. the whole game it's like... move on from the past ! and basim fucking VOICES that right before facing the jinni, and then... throw all that out the window, cuz loki wants to play now. no. just no. I am getting so many conflicting messages from this. it's bullshit. it's bad storytelling. throw it all away.

so yeah. my basim is gonna stay true to that. he's gonna reject loki. he's gonna do his best to move on with his life with the knowledge and memories he now posseses.

[la-duvalin]

Fluff where Loki and reader are so in sync that they finish each others sentences and know exactly what the other are thinking and then Thor etc. get really confused and find it weird but also think they’re perfect for each other. And loki and reader are not in a relationship yet and have a sort of tense enemies sort of relationship and they tolerate each other but still hate each other. It’s complicated and very specific, I apologise

Thank you so much for your lovely request darling!! I hope you enjoy it!! And please do tell me how you liked it if you wanna ♡ 

Gee this fic got way longer and took more time to realize than expected, sorry for the long wait, dear, yet I hope y´all enjoy it regardless

Btw, I did this thinkig of the reader as NB, since you didn´t specify, so just in case I did it like so, I hope you don´t mind <3

Summary: You tried to help Loki get the throne of Asgard, but when things went South, he disappeared for you to never hear of him again, and you were left to face the concequences of your actions. You were banished from Asgard and sent to Midgard. After one year in this planet and barely adapting in a little nice and cold country named Germany, suddenly, your plans go South and your life changes, yet again...

Word count: 6k (6320)

Warnings: None, but idk why but I decided to put a lot of context, making it longer, but it gets there...eventually. Also, it got a little "bit" angsty, and for this I'm sorry.

Aftermath.

  Your life in Midgard hasn´t been as bad as you thought it would be, things are still complicated for you of course, it could be worse, so far you have managed to learn from humans and you even have now your identity and a little appartment in a crowded building, and have a new little job that at least pays the bills and some of your needs. You have even found a little happiness in exploring this beautiful country, on your weekends you decide to have really long walks, even traveling to the other side of the country, exploring and learning it´s history, you couldn´t help but find such huge interest in the art the museums displayed. You of course know how all the objects in these beautiful places became in the possesion of the museums, and you hate it, but you still can´t help but to admire the pieces.

   One cloudy Saturday you woke up not so early, but still went to a place you´ve heard about thanks to a coworker, a specific street in Baden-Württemberg, Stuttgart, named  Königstraße (Köningstrasse). You wanted to also visit the “countryside” of Baden-Württemberg, but that´d had to be another day, you should´ve woken up earlier for that though.

  Since you were already late, you decided to take things easy and get ready and eat calmly. Good thing was that you could go in the subway and arrive there easily.

   You arrived there pretty well but then after an hour of walking non-stop and not checking were you where going, the obvious happened and you got lost, but you couldn´t say you were scared or something of the sort. All the little streets were so beautiful, you were even thankful you got lost. You were still a bit confused on how some maps worked and such, and that there is also to be added the fact that you don´t have a good sense of direction.

Besides that, you got to dine in a very nice and affordable resturant and got to enjoy pretty much of the whole place. Once you got “unlost”, the sun was setting, and the now clear sky was getting dark, soon to be decorated with beautiful stars. You decided to walk a little bit more, enjoying it all. You just love feeling like this, the freedom of being able to just walk on your own on such a beautiful day and in a new place with such an interesting arquitecture, cold yet not freezing (not yet anyway), feeling like you don´t even have struggles nor responsabilities, that beautiful feeling when you can almost make sure nothing could go wrong nor that anything can change how you feel at the moment.

Something pulls you back to reality, a very luxurious car, and then another and another at almost different times, they were all heading one place, you rushed out of the alley you were in and looked where they were headed. Apparently it was some sort of palace maybe, it certaintly looked like one, maybe they were opening it or they were celebrating something, by the looks of it, since everything in the place looked like one of those big ostentatius public celebrations rich humans like to throw when something really important is happening in a certain date and things of the sort. 

It wasn´t long after you heard screaming from inside that place. Your instinct of course told you to run away, but you knew you could be of help to those people, whatever the situation was, so you ran in the contrary direction those people were running towards, until you saw it, the source of the problem, you stood astonished, just not believing what was right in front of you.

It was him, the guy you thought was dead, the main reason you´re stuck in this planet. You couldn´t help but feel so many things like betrayal, relief, happiness, resentment. You wanted to just cry or scream, or maybe even both because of the intense emotions and the impression. He was just smiling when he made some illusions of himself and made them scatter so he could have at least a big group of people completely under his control. You weren´t in it, you were just a bit far, enough for him not to notice you, plus he was just so concentrated, enjoying what he was doing. You weren´t paying attention to what he was saying, but listening to his voice made you feel something else you couldn´t quite recognize, but it was also as intense as the other emotions plaguing your heart, you could feel it bumping against your chest like if it wanted to make it explode.

An older man stood up, by the looks of it he was contradicting the black haired God that was holding them “captive”, not long after, Loki pointed this weird golden spear towards the elder, it was obviously to harm the poor man. You were about to scream at the Asgardian when he shot some ball of energy and light to the old man, and some other guy, younger by the looks of him and dressed in this blue full body suit, with a blue mask covering half of his face, tall but not as tall as Loki, with a shield, which turned Loki´s shot against him and knocked him to the ground. The people started to scatter again, now succesfully, almost everyone panicking and screaming, which was very understandable.

The God of Mischief and the blue-suited guy started to fight, this all looks like it´s not Loki´s first problem to cause in Midgard. You walk towards them, you don´t even know why or what you´re going to do once you reach them, you just do it, you bump into a couple of people running for their lives. When you get close enough, after one actually good fight, Loki has Mr.Blue Suit on the floor, about to kill him with his spear.

—Loki! Stop it now! — you scream at him while getting close, but at a much slower speed

And he did stop, not because you told him to, but because he was also astonished, he definitely didn´t expect to see you, specially right there. He stared at you for what felt like an eternity, but in reality it was barely a second. Something else hit him and left him on the floor again, a man in an metal suit commanded him to stay put. To your surprise, he surrendered and put the spear down raised his hands so the two saviors of the day could see them. As soon as Mr.Blue Suit looked at you, you didn´t know why, but you started running, kind of aknowledging that seeing you knew him could bring you trouble. The guy immediately caught you and said told you to give yourself in or things could get worse for you, so you didn´t even put up a fight, after all, you´re innocent and you´d be out of this situation in no time.

What the hell had he doe this time? Why was he in Midgard? He really had left you to your fate back then. Your mind was plagued of these thoughts and even more questions, making you feel like if your heart was sinking.

They decided to not cuff you, you really didn´t look like a threat, but they had to take you, just in case, plus they might even get you to help them out somehow if you knew anything and if they managed to convince you.-

Once they sat you down, you stared at Loki while he was sitting down too, you still couldn´t believe what you were seeing, the memories of that day went over your head like if they´ve just happened. You also noticed a certain change in him, he looked bad, pained and even tired, you immediately figured that while he was gone, we didn´t go to a nice place or maybe he met something or someone. He could hide a lot of things from everyone, but not the people who really know him, even though it wasn´t your case, you aknowledge to yourself that the things you know about him are probably the mere surface.

He stares right back at you and gives you a mischievous and wide smile, for then to say your name, like if it was such a pleasure for him so say it

—It´s been a while. It´s so good to see you again, did you miss me?— he says, almost amused.

The want and need to answer him and question him bother you, but you decide to not even say a word to him, not until he apologizes, which you know it´s almost impossible to happen, it´s Loki, the God of Mischief we´re talking about here.

Both Mr.Blue Suit and Mr.Metal stare kind of discretely towards you both, as they analize what help you can provide them and how much you can be of use to end his whole “mission”. 

—Oh come on, darling, are you really going to ignore me? Don´t be mean— he continued, that amused tone still in his voice, but now a mocking little laugh finished the sentence.

With a lot of work from you, you managed to keep ignoring him and stare at the floor, the walls, everything but him, the good thing is that it actually distracted you a bit, you couldn´t help but to think that these guys must have a lot of money to buy such a nice plane, or that they were maybe some special force in a really rich country´s military.

Meanwhile, the little group of saviours and the pilots talk but you can´t figure out what theyp´re saying, they´re talking very low, but they glance at Loki every now and then, they feel, or they know, that something is not right about all of this, and it also makes you think a little bit, you don´t remember the God of Mischief making anything easy, specially when he´s got a plan. Come on, he even disappeared completely once the plan of taking the Throne of Asgard for himself failed.

A storm was comming, the lightnings were getting closer and louder all of the sudden, it felt almost like if they were attacking the plane itself. This was definitely strange, for the sky was even clear like seconds ago.

—What´s the matter? Scared of a little lightning?— Mr.Blue Suit asked when he noticed the Argardian a bit nervous.

—I´m not overly fond of what follows— he answered. He definitely knew something was comming.

When he said that and without analyzing his change of attitude all of the sudden you suspected the same. You immediately wondered a thousand things, because for his oh so dear brother to be there, then he must´ve known where he was, at least recently, or something, you even wondered if Thor let you escape. Your thoughts were interrupted by something that hit the plane, even moving it, making everyone get starteled. The guy in the metal suit put his helmet on and opened the back door of the plane, while he was ready to get out and check what was that, Thor entered the plane and hit the Iron guy before he could do much. The God of Thunder then got Loki out of his seat by force and grabbed him by the throat to then jump out of the airplane with his brother still on his grasp.

After a small exchange of words between the two saviours, which was actually kinda funny, the iron guy went after Thor, then Mr.Blue took a parachute and went right behind him. Though, that last guy did say something that made you scoff, that there was just one God and that he didn´t dress like that. Of course you knew which God he was talking about, but what was funny to you is that even though he just saw two gods, he still said there was only one.

Another thing that caught your attention was the mention of the Tesseract, that did catch your curiosity, it must have something special, you of course knew what a tesseract is, but then it must hold in itself something really important, something maybe Loki needs

Once you were left alone with the pilots you just sighed « Well now that was something, huh...he gets to recive his punishment on Asgard for whatever stupid thing he did there...» you thought, tried to shrug off the little storm of emotions and confusing thoughts that you were having at the moment, you wanted to just let it go instead of processing it´d at least get your mind off of Loki at least, maybe you could even go back to your normal life after this, even though, you didn´t want this, no matter how much you deny it. 

One of the pilots, a really beautiful woman with red head, which, judging by her eyes and stare, she was pretty tough, started to ask you a casual question about him, but you decided not to answer, plus she was quite busy, it´s not like if she could just make you answer. You did want to answer eventually, but only once you get to know more about what´s going on. Thankfully she didn´t insist on an answer, not even a reaction.

Not long after, you finally realized how tired you really were, it had all been too much, you walked for hours almost without stopping before all of this happened, even though you still worried, you decided not to care much if you fell asleep there, you were already stressed out enough, and your body really needed it, plus the night is pretty young and you might need some energies for later. So you relaxed as much as you could, the faint vibrations of the plane helped of course, and you fell asleep successfully.

You felt like if it were hours of sleep you had, it was a relief to you that you truly rested. Unfortunately, someone woke you up. It was the same woman, the one who was piloting the plane. You sighed, unbockeled the saftey belt and got up, stretching your arms and back as you stood. She gave you a mask, and you were about to ask why, but you just put it on without saying a word, she must´ve given it to you for a reason after all, and well, there´s no reason to hurt you or anything of the sort. Once you put the mask on it felt like if a breeze was comming from inside it, this confused you until she opened the plane door, you couldn´t believe it again, those were clouds outside. You could barely see because of the darkness of the night, but there was no doubt you were in the sky, in one of those aircraift carriers, but instead of being on water you were here. You really couldn´t decide what about this whole night amazed you more. The woman laughed discretely at your amazement and then asked you to follow her inside, which you did of course. As you were walking into what seemed a maze once inside the aircraft, she introduced herself, you learned that her name is Natasha, then you introduced yourself and shook hands with her. You couldn´t deny you were a bit relieved that she wasn´t mad after you didn´t answer her question before, or maybe she was just good at hiding things. 

Natasha doesn't lead you much further into the aircraft, just enough and she asks you to sit in this sort of waiting room , and you decide to obey her and wait for as long as you need to. You used this time to calm your nerves a bit and breathe calmly through your anxiety before it made you act up. Not even half an hour later she came back and lead you into this place where there's a lot of people in many computers, one computer per person almost, and there also is this big table and there where the two guys who fought Loki, Thor, and a couple of more people. They introduced themselves, Nick Fury, the one who is in control of the whole thing, Dr.Bruce Banner, a brilliant scientist they hired to find the tesseract, Mr.Blue Suits name is Steve Rogers but they call him Capitain America, and the guy in the metal suit is Tony Stark, some billionare also known as Iron Man. There was also Friday, the one who worked the closest to Nick Fury.

Apparently Steve and Tony already told Fury why they took you in, since he didn't ask you a thing about it.

—So...I suppose you might know why we brought you here— Nick told you and finished the sentence by saying your last name, and offering you a seat at the table, which you accepted.

That of course did surprise you and beyond that, you even checked discretely if you had your wallet and phone with you, and it was like so, which left you more confused, you had everything with you, how could they even know your name? Also, if they already knew your name, is it possible that they might have already found out that any of your identities existed just a year ago? Could that little information bring you any more problems?

—Well...maybe because I was seen barely interacting with your...um...prisoner— you replied, trying your very best to hide your worries, acting as natural as you could. This was specially hard since all the anxiety was becoming more evident, since you could feel it all over your body, almost screaming to get out in any way possible.

—Exactly...now, would you be so kind to tell us your conection with our “prisoner”— he said calmly even though his tone sounded a bit more demanding.

Thor was there, so it would be useless to lie even a little bit, you look at him and let out a sigh, he looks at you expectantly.

—I met him many years ago, and we were basically friends, one day he had this plan and I agreed to help him out, but then it all went wrong and he disappeared. I was punished, banished and sent here. But I can tell you that I haven´t seen him until now, I even thought he was a dead man— you explain quite shortly and enough just to maybe prove your innocence in this case at least. You avoid all eye contact with everyone, even though you are very curious to see their faces and try to decipher what they might be thinking. However you were able to catch Thor nodding at Fury with your peripheral view.

—And how come you were there and at the moment of his attack?— Fury spat.

You did your best to look at him at the face, so he could see better your honesty.

—That was just a coincidence, I just wanted to visit that place after I heard about it, and went for a really long walk and look around...believe me, if I´d known he´d be there, I wouldn´t even had gone in the first place— you said with a little white lie, you perfectly know that if you´d known he´d be there, you would´ve arrived really early just in case, not even caring what his purpose was in that place.

Your “interviewer” sighed heavily and kept whatever thoughts and opinions he had to himself

—Now that I'm stuck in here and all because of that guy you probably got locked up somewhere in this huge flying thing, could I please know what the hell did he do this time in order to be pursued like a criminal again?— you asked now, sounding a bit frustrated, feeling which you really weren't faking at all.

Natasha approached you and cleared her throat —Some days ago he stole a very important atrifact, and he's been committing various crime since his recent appereance on Earth— she answered

—That Tesseract thing, right?— you asked, remembering when it was mentioned earlier

—Yes...what do you know about it?— she replied, expecting you might have more answers toward what Loki could be planning to really do with it.

—Nothing, I just heard your partners mention it earlier, so I just figured it might be that. By the way, what is so special about it? Since Loki's so obsessed with it to the point he's given you all these problems...— you said as your anxiety and overwhelming nerves were leaving you and being repleaced by curiosity and intrigue

Natasha looked at Fury, and he stard back at her. —We don't know for sure, we had it so we could study it, but before Loki stole it, we barely have an idea of what it may contain— Nick answered as he slowly stared at you

You let another long sigh escape your lips. —So that´s it huh. So what now? How am I getting back home any time soon?— you ask, knowing that they might also want something from you, so you give them this easier opportunity to ask you what they want you to do and ge things done faster, after all it might be a better chance for you as well, into knowing with more detail what´s going on and why.

The team just looked at eachother and discretely stared at their apparent boss. They knew the risks of what they planned, they talked about it before they let you in and interview you, and some of them opposed to the plan, but these are desperate times and they need to do everything possible. —Well, we were hoping you coud cooperate with us and maybe have a little chat with Loki, maybe he´d say something useful to you— Nick said, so straightforward, just as necessary.

It was exactly what you had predicted, and you really wanted to do so, but you pretended to dwell on your thoughts, like if you were really thinking it through, and even slightly acted life if you were mentally preparing, so you didn´t seem so suspicious to them, even if you have no bad intentions and really want to help them out, specially for the possible outcome that could benefit you.

—I..okay, I´ll do it. Just don´t expect much— you say after a couple of moments. —Let´s just do this as quickly as possible, okay?— you add, acting tense and anxious, when in reality you were just anticipant and a bit nervous. They agreed and Natasha immediately led you to where he was at, while telling you to just have an almost normal conversation with him, and to mention about his intentions with the Tesseract and on Earth like if it was more than normal for you to talk about those subjects. You agreed to all, even though you had no idea how you were going to start a conversation with him. 

You didn´t know how long it would take you both to get there, but the more you walked towards him, the more nervous you got, flashbacks of all those nice and even cute moments you spent with him attacked your mind, all those times he made you laugh and some of the light pranks he did on you, but those memories that made your heart flutter where ruined by your last memory about him, how you waited for him but never came, how he´d left you to never even let you know if he was alive or not. That bitterness suddenly filled your mind, almost taking control over you, thankfuly Natasha interrupted you accidentally —He´s in there, I´ll open the door for you but I won´t come in with you, good luck— she said with a little smirk. You thanked for leading you and all, though in your mind you also thanked her for stopping that poisonous train of thought.

As you enter he was already facing the door, like if he was expecting for someone to give him a little visit, specially you.

—Well well...look who's here. Did you miss me?— he teased with an annoying smirk on his face

—Well well...look who's here. Did your plans fail again?— You replied, immitating his smile and his cocky tone

—Funny...— Loki responds, faking and overacting as of he was hurt by your words, still teasing you. —So tell me old friend, what brings you here with me?— he asks even though he suspects the reasons of your visit

—Well...you did kinda got me into this little problem of yours, so naturally I want a chat with you, and y'know, probably even explain a couple things to me. So I hope this dead man can at least say something valuable to me...— the bitterness in your voice made your words feel like poison.

You could see a hint of surprise in his eyes, but Loki being Loki immediately masked his true emotions, and these became a mistery to you.

It seems like he even enjoys listening how your words come out and how your voice just accompanies the feeling these already have, how the resentment fills your eyes, resentment which he very well knows he provoked and caused. Thankfully yet unfortunatley this is not the first time he acts this way in these types of situations, after all it's Loki we're talking about for crying out loud, but in the end it's thanks to this that now you have at least a bit of experience to know more or less how to act and what to say to get something useful out of the concersation. It is impossible to trick the master trickster, but at least you've got to try.

It took quite a lot out of you to calm yourself and put reason and strategy before emotion. Meanwhile the mischievous God rejoices in your reactions and on how difficult it is for you to keep it together.

—So is the dead guy gonna tell me something? Or is he really dead?— you sighed while you walked even closer towards his cage

—What would you like me to say, darling? Do you want that owed explination of why, oh why wasn't I there and just left without leaving any trace nor clue if I was even alive?— he said with the hint of mock on his voice, exaggerating his tone in those last words.

«Gee...he really is the worst huh»

—Actually no, I don't care. I just want to know why did you have to come back and spoil such a pretty day, why did you have to come and cause more chaos in an already very, very chaotic world— you spilled, even though you lied a bit at the beginning, but your performance was pretty credible, even for him, which is almost a miracle.

—I see, however I do have to mention, it was not my intention to ruin your day not to trouble you again— he said with an honesty that seemed unreal —Our paths crossed by accident and coincidence. And also, might I add it was you who intervened by walking towards my scene and interacted with me by asking me to stop...— he continued, and got silent but that silence meant that he was asking you soemehow to realize that you also have to take responsability of your participation in the situation that got you here

—Oh so you're telling me that it's my fault, huh, instead of yours!— you reply outraged and in disbelief

—Oh come on, don't balme all of this fully on me, you're no victim of mine— he tries to correct you, and finishes that sentence with your name, your name lingering a bit on his tongue.

There was something about his voice and how he said your name, almost dragging it as he pronounced it, like enjoying calling it, it made you feel a shiver travel through your spine, as well as you felt your face a little bit hotter. This reaction took you by surprise but you hid this part at least and as best as you could

Clearing your throat as if it'd help you get rid of that first sensation, you continued —What is that supposed to mean?—

—Exactly what I said, darling. You have as much responsibility as I do, you ended here, back to me, because of how you acted. As well as the part of "destiny" that made us encounter— he answers, enjoying strangely of this big truth, not hiding his pleasure. He was as closest as possible to you, his body almost touching the glass that kept you phisically apart from him.

«Holy shit...he's right. Well fuck me! Why did I fucking have to intervene?! That was so goddam dumb, Lord! This cannot be!» you thought angrily, you always despised when he was right

—What is it? You finally give me reason, dear one?— he said playfully, knowing perfectly what he was doing, how he was making you feel

—There is nothing to give to you! Plus come on, it's not my "responsibility" nor fault that you're doing whatever you're doing here in Midgard! By the way, honestly, why are you even here? Didn't daddy want you back so you go and throw your tantrum here?— You attack, already fed up with him.

Oh he was definitely hurt, but his smile only got wider, as to not know how to react to such words, and this couldn't be more obvious. You immediately regretted it, losing control and letting your anger speak for you. You wanted to just escape to never see nor say a thing to him ever again, and you were about to, but you knew it wasn't the way, not the right thing to do, not to mention it would also hurt and the feeling of guilt would hunt you down forever and consume you eventually. No matter whay he did to you and how much his decisions hurt you, you couldn't bring yourself to hurt him that much as well, there was something inside you, a feeling, a really strong sentiment, keeping you from running away and leaving things just as they were. If he were anyone else, it'd be most likely for you to go away and not to let it bother you, but not him.

—Loki...I-...I am truly sorry for what I said, I just lost control, I didn't mean it— you said softly, getting only closer to him, as you got even more courage which no one knows where you got from to continue —Please forgive me— you said a bit louder and bowed slightly, to show him your honesty and regret

He was still hurt, but the surprise and astonishment he felt by your most recent action took over for the moment, specially because no matter how much he tried to convince himself that it was some sort of prank or joke, you were just so honest it was impossible to really believe otherwise. Never has someone asked for his forgiveness, specially after saying words as painful as those, and what made him confused whas the true feeling of regret in you, the only desire of yours to have his forgiveness and to help you through the pain you caused. His heart, mind, and habits were in conflict, fighting for what was he to say or do. Naturally he would've dismissed you and hurt you even worse in return, after all he had absolutely everything in his power to do so, and he was so about to spill all the venom in his heart to treat you like so, but in the end, and taking him by surprise, the result was different.

His hand touched the glass, which caught your attention and made you look at his face, even though you couldn't quite decipher his stare nor the look on his face. You straighten up and look at his large, pale hand on the glass and put yours right in the same place as his

—Did I teach you all that, dear one? That manner of speaking?— he said playfully, knowing and aknowledging that you acted so similarly to him when in those situations. His playfulness was accompanied by a smile somehow sweet and honest, a smile not even he knew he could ever give genuinely.

This was all knew to you but it relieved you. But since it was Loki you're facing now, you were still confused, and didn't trust your instincts enough to know how true he was being

—You may've been my friend, but you were also a teacher, Loki— you said, reciprocrating in his little game with more of the truth.

—Oh was I know?— he sighed with a scoff and faking pride

He really was, many of the things you know in towards navigation, and many ways of how to turn things your way, are thanks to him.

—Yeah you were, man, I'm not gonna lie, you did teach me some valuable things— you replied with a teasing smile. —Though, I can't deny I'm a bit confused now, in the many things you taught me, one of them was how not to get caught and all that implied doing so...so what the hell happened?— you add once you actually just analyze that the only thing that's avoiding your hands to touch is that glass, that cage that has him well locked up and almost in display like a fish in a tank.

He hunched his back a bit, trying to have his face at the same level as yours, but he still had to look slightly down at you. —You should already know the answer to that, darling...— he teased, whispering in such a low voice that it made you feel strange, but funny somehow.

You looked confused for a moment, and started thinking until the bulb light up. «Wait...this was on purpose! Wether he plans to do something from the inside of the ship, or he's waiting to get caught by a third party, or anything else, but this is no accident nor clumsiness of his!» Your analysis made your eyes open wider as you stared at his.

You both didn't say a word to eachother, he just winked as he got away from the glass and turned his back on you, standing on the center of the fish tank.

—And I guess you won't be telling me what's the reason of your glorious visit here on Midgard, huh— you said, like if trying to be indirect, but failing at it catastrophically.

—Well wouldn't you like to know. Sorry dear one, but I would like it more if you watched, I wouldn't want to spoil you the surprise.— Mr.Mischief explained as he turned his head slightly back, trying to catch a glimpse of you.

—Oh great, another surprise— you said in sarcastic cheerfulness.

You could hear his soft scoff, and see as he turned his head back straight, probably looking at nothing, just wanting to be dramatic as usual. Hinting the end of the conversation at least on his part.

You took it and sighed, wanting to talk to him more, but not admitting this to yourself. —Well, bye my dear friend, hope to swe you again soon...not— you joked in that last part and turned your back and headed to the door.

As it opened itself and then closed behind you, you saw Natasha there, as if she never left.

—You good?— she asked as she suggested you to walk next to her with a movement with her head, so you could go back.

—I really don't know...— you answer sincerely as you went to her side and let her lead you to the room you were once in.

You were recived with an expectant look from Fury, they were all waiting there, apparently they watched the whole conversation between you and their stunning prisoner.

—Okay now...all I can make out of this is that it's msot likely he wasn't caught on accident not was it any sort of mistake, so just watch out, just in case— you were pretty honest, though it did almost hit you, his stare made you remember the main reason you were there with him, even if it wasn't the important one for you.

As you walked away to look at the night sky through the huge "window" of the aircraft, Thor joined you.

—If it wasn't because that cage was in between you two, I could've sworn you both were about to kiss like a married couple that had been unexpectedly separated, and joined again for their love to continue until the end of times— said Thor almost jokingly, but the sincerety behind it is more than obvious, to the point it's brutal.

—Ha...ha...ha, very funny Thor. You know, after all this time, I thought you'd drop that old joke you've been keeping for as long as I've met your endearing brother, guess it's not like that, huh— you defended sarcastically. But the God of Thunder only replied with a genuine laugh

—Next time we'll give you the room to you both alone, don't worry, we won't peek, kido— Tony said, just joining himself without previous warning.

These words made you blush to the point it made your face burn., but of course you did your best not to give yourself away wuth your facial expressions nor your body language. But just the thought of him kissing you made your heart flutter and made you feel butterflies in your stomach.

«Oh come on! Don't think about such things!! After all that has happened, he ain't even really your friend anymore!! No more ridiculous fantasies!» you scolded yourself, denying yourself the permission to think about what you truly desired, and without knowing, what Loki desperately needed and wanted as well.

[agentofagony]

Just realised the summer of symbiote have some potential of Loki appearing since Donald is possesed by a symbiote now and pretty sure Donald's wants to take revenge.Loki also seems to have disappeared completely from the thor comic as he didn't show up and help thor with Valhalla stuff.