#loki friggason (oh no...)

[teh-nos]

plotting regime change with mama

[harmbidder]

@emeraldxphoenix said: "I remember how powerful those thighs are." sensual and sexual tension sentence quotes. | accepting.

She's unguarded, here in the confines of her bed, and as such her laughter in response to the trickster's words is warm and full-throated in a way that few get to hear. This is as close to giddy as the Giantess has ever been, though she'll deny that vehemently should anyone else mention it.

Loki is, as ever, the exception to so very many of her self-imposed rules.

Long fingers tangle in their hair, tugging lightly to encourage them back up her body so that dark-painted lips can press to theirs.

"You have not been absent for that long, rakkaani."

[victoriousfidelity]

@emeraldxphoenix said: "I wonder what candles taste like." chaotic sentence starters. | accepting.

"...Wax, I would imagine." Sigyn feels herself start to smile, even as she continues with her task. "I did tell you that you didn't have to keep me company while I did this for Eir, and that was because I knew you'd be bored - sooner rather than later."

She looks up then, her gaze warm and affectionate as it settles on them. "You don't have to stay, Loki. Honestly, if you're about to start trying to eat my light sources it would probably be better if you didn't."

[whitoknighto]

Every loki avengers fic ever

"Oh no we have to deal with Loki, dammit!"

"Look his eyes are green now, in the recording they are blue"

"Loki's eyes were always the greenest green"

"I was actually tortured and mind controlled by thanos"

"Loki is not even adult, by Asgard standards, he is a teenager"

(Shocked faces 😱)

*bonding time*

"Thor, your oaf, stop eating pop tarts"

"Clint leave the vents"

"Loki stop stabbing"

"This is Peter parker"

*Peter is making 2016 vine references atm *

"My name now is Loki Friggason"

And they all lived happily ever after

(Except for me because I hated all of this)

(At some point of my life I ate this shit up lol)

[acid-rainey]

I Love You More

(Loki Friggason x f!reader)

warnings: cursing, pretty vanilla?, porn w/o plot, “my queen” , oral sex f!receiving, p in v, (MORE)

summary: idk 🤷‍♀️ you and Loki have sex 👍

a/n: first post on tumblr, any advice appreciated :) also it’s kinda short

word count: 590

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The moment you know you are totally alone, Loki‘s lips crash onto yours. You can feel his passion, and immediately reciprocate.

His fingers tug on the hem of your shirt, and you pull your top off, revealing a laced green bra, one he bought you just that last week, for your three month anniversary. “You look absolutely spellbinding, my love.” Loki says, his eyes raking you up and down.

Your face flushes, but your mouth attaches itself to the base of his neck, biting softly, and working my way up to his jaw, you can feel Loki groan. You can also feel his raging hardness through his sweats. As you stumble onto the edge of his bed, Loki gets down onto his knees in front of you.

“My love,” Loki teases in a sing-songy voice. You blush as he starts slowly peeling off your jeans, uncovering a matching panty with the lace bra. You look into Loki’s eyes and can see his eyes shifting to a darker color, almost a pure black.

He looks back up at you with his dark stare, as he points out a flat tongue that he gently flicks across your clothed clit, as he places your legs over his shoulders. Your body jerks at the contact, prompting him to to it again, and again, and again, each time getting a stronger reaction. “Fuuuck, Loki,” You breathe out. “Yes, my queen. Tell me what you want” he says, his fingers hooked onto the edge of my panties, slowly dragging them down.

“Please—f-shit. Please fuck me, Loki,” You say, trembling under his touch. “Whatever you say, my queen. But first, let me ravish you, how you deserve. Oh, how wet you are for me, my love” He drags the pad of his fingers down your lower belly, and lightly grazes them against your most intimate parts. Then, as if a switch had flipped, he dove in with his mouth, suckling, nibbling, licking.

Your moans escape your mouth before you can catch them, and Loki slows, although he still has his thumb rubbing mindless circles onto your clit. “My queen, keep making those beautiful sounds for me,” Loki says, slowly inserting two fingers into your weeping hole.

You hold yourself up by your elbows and throw your head back, taking a deep breath of air as he lazily drags his fingers in and out, placing kisses on the inners of your thighs.

After what felt like an eternity of Loki teasing you, you can feel your lower abdomen tightening. “Loki, I-” “I know, my queen. Come for me,” Loki says, and right as he says that, it’s like a dam break, your juices spilling out of you onto his tongue, Loki not wasting a drop.

And before you could even take a deep breath, Loki’s cock plunges deep into your puffy cunt. You moan loud as Loki rams into you. He pinches your nipples with his fingers, and feathers kisses onto your forehead. You shudder, feeling another orgasm on its way. “Come with me, me queen,” Loki says, feeling your cunt tightening around him. After another thrust, you catch your release, Loki following.

You collapse onto the bed, climbing up to the top. Loki walks towards you and lies next to you, pulling a light blanket up to cover your nude body. “I love you, Loki,” you say, eyes fluttering. “I love more, my queen,” Loki says, brushing some hair out of your face and pulling you close to him, both of you drifting off in your lovers arms.

Masterlist

[endiness]

THOR (2011) // LOKI S01E06

[cloudybarnes]

(Un)Worthy

Pairing: loki laufeyson x reader

Summary: with thor’s coronation coming up, loki’s feelings of being second-best arise, leading to a much needed emotional expression 

Word Count: 1.2k+

Warnings: sad loki, slight thor slander for the sake of the plot 

Masterlist

A/N: this is based on my own desire to comfort a hurting loki as well as see a joyous loki

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"Loki — Loki we can not waste much more time.” You giggled lightly pressing on his chest. 

Loki had been in a playful mood that morning. Just a minute ago, he placed sporadic kisses all across your face and guided you over to the bed. He had pressed you down onto it and laid on top of you grinning all the way. He just liked to hear you laugh, and to know it was him that made you this happy.

“Why, my darling? I’m sure we can spare a little bit of time.” He said, chuckling a little. You had never seen Loki as giddy as he was just then. 

You softly smiled, and pressed a gentle kiss to his lips. “I like seeing you so happy, my love. Could it be due to your brother’s coronation or something else?” You lightly wove your fingers through his dark locks. 

Loki grunted, “let us not speak of that for now, darling. I wish to soak up all this time with you before we must subject ourselves to Thor’s coronation.” He tried to kiss your lips once more, but you gently pulled away.

“Loki, are you not proud of your brother’s achievement?” You asked as you gently stroked his left cheek.

He sighed and leaned into your touch. “Thor is not fit to be king. He is brute and arrogant, and a narcissist at best. I do not understand why my father has chosen Thor to lead the people of Asgard over me.”

“I, myself, agree that you would be a marvelous king, Loki. There must be some reason your father has chosen Thor to sit upon the throne.”

Loki snarled and sat himself upright. “Father does not have one good reason Thor deserves the throne more than I. He has always treated me differently than Thor, like he knew I would never amount to be king.” 

You sat up against the headboard and grabbed Loki’s hand. “I’m sure he doesn’t exclude you intentionally. You know how fathers are with their first-born children; it does not mean he loves you any less.”

Loki was silent.

He stared down at your joined hands, not moving. 

“That’s not how it feels.” He said, voice breaking in the process.

You noticed Loki’s eyes start to well up.

Your heart started to break. Your Loki, who had just been so happy and full of life, was now filled with sadness; something you had never seen him experience before. Rather, something he had never let you see before. 

Loki looked as if he had been holding in his feelings for a long time — too long of a time for it to have been healthy. He blinked away the tears glossing his eyes in an attempt to pull himself together. 

“Loki,” you cooed as you rested your free hand on his cheek, brushing under his eye, “do not force down your sorrow. You are safe with me.”

Loki squeezed his eyes tight, trying his absolute hardest to keep himself strong. 

You leaned up and pressed a gentle kiss to one of his closed eyelids. “Please, my love, I hate seeing you like this.” 

Knowing his pain was hurting you as well had cracked the god of mischief. 

Loki had started to cry. You’d never seen him this vulnerable in your year together. 

His body shook with each desperate intake of air. Loki hunched over and held his face in his palms, trying to quiet his cries. 

“Oh, honey,” you said gently as you moved your way closer to him. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, pulling him to rest against your chest. “I’m right here, my love, let it out.”

Loki sobbed harder. “Why does he not care for me like he does Thor?” he croaked. 

Your eyes began to gloss over, and your nose began to feel stuffed — as if you were about to cry yourself. “My dear, I do not have an answer to your question. I do not mean to disrespect the king, but Odin is wrong for making you feel this way.”

Loki, now crying silently, nuzzled his face into your neck. You titled your head to give him room, and pulled him closer to you. You began slowly dancing your fingers through his hair in attempts to calm him down.

“If your father can not see how amazing of a man you have turned out to be, then he may as well have lost both his eyes.” You pressed a kiss to the top of his head. 

“Sometimes I just feel, I just feel like nobody cares for me. Does nobody love me?” Loki’s breathing started to pick up again, “Am I unworthy of receiving love? Is it-is it something the matter with me?” 

You choked on a breath. How much pain has he been through that he thinks that low of himself?

“Loki, my darling, you are none of those things. There is nothing wrong with you, and you are worthy of love and so much more.” You reassured. “Your mother, for one, loves you. I know that for a fact. She tells me all the time how proud she is of the man you are.”

Loki peeked his head up and looked at you. 

You ran your fingers under his eyes, brushing the stray tears away. “Your brother Thor, though you feel disdain towards him because of your father, loves you. You may not see it, but I do. He thinks the world of you, Loki. It is evident.”

Loki sniffled, and rested his head back on your chest, listening to your heart beat. You started to run your fingers through his hair once more since he liked it so much. 

“I hope you already know how much I love you,” you confess. “You are the greatest things that has ever happened to me. My love for you reaches no ends, Loki. You are kind and caring, you bring out the spontaneous parts of me, and most of all you are loving. You never fail to make me feel loved, and I can only hope I’m doing the same for you.”

Loki lifted his head to look at you. “(Y/N), out of everyone in the universe, I think you are the only one that I can say truly loves me. You know me better than anyone else, and you still think so highly of me.”

He sighed, and grabbed your hand to kiss your fingertips. “In all the ways my father makes me feel unworthy of love, you are always there to reassure me that I deserve it. You are the person I love the most, and I am forever grateful to receive your love in return.”

You smiled, and pulled Loki close to give him a kiss. You rested your hands gently against his cheeks, slowly kissing him. 

Your lips parted, and Loki rested his forehead against yours, your noses brushing. 

“I love you, (Y/N), so much more than you can imagine.”

You breathed out a laugh, “I don’t think I could ever stop loving you, Loki.”

He let out a relieved breath and pulled back to press a delicate kiss to your forehead. 

A knock on Loki’s door broke you two from your blissful encounter. 

“Your highness? Prince Thor’s coronation is beginning shortly. The King and Queen are adamant you be there.”

Loki softly groaned and buried his face into your neck. “We will be there shortly!” 

You pressed a kiss to the top of his head, and ruffled his hair around. “Guess we have to get out there, huh?”

Loki hummed, “I think they can wait a little longer.”

You squealed as he rolled you around and started peppering fast kisses all over your face.

It looks like the coronation will have to wait.

[caramellia-and-parental-issues]

Another Normal Day In The Frostiron Household:

Tony: I'm sad.

Loki:

Tony:

Loki: *sighs fondly and pulls up schematics for another guestroom in the Stark Tower*

Loki: What is your new adopted child's favourite colour?

Tony: :D

----------later that day----------

Peter: Hello, yes, my name is Peter Parker, I'm from Queens and I'm Spider-Man, I go to Midtown, I love legos and Star Wars- oh wait, I didn't ask who you are, Aunt May will kill me for being rude, but I know that you are Mr. Loki of Asgard, but still, so, do yOU KNOW MAGIC?! I love magic, no offense Mr. Stark, you are cool, but Mr. Loki is literally from anOTHER PLANET-

[incorrect-frozentricks-n-friends]

(Finds a stray kitten)

Thor: I WANNA BE THE MOM!!!!

(Loki winces)

Loki: I don’t think you CAN be the mom Thor because you never wear a shirt!

(Thor grimaces)

Thor: you’re right… if I was a mom… this would be kinda shocking.

(Thinks for a moment, then a huge smile comes to his face)

Thor: JUST CALL ME DADDYYY!!!!!

[aromanticstephenstrange]

"thanks for the spark" SPARK?????????? WHAT SPARK DEAR MOBIUS SIR?????)))$+$+ WHAT??!!)(?(??? SPARK?????????!???

[teh-nos]

Oh Frigga No!

She'd been handling it fairly well up to this point (admittedly all she had to beat in the Parental Helpfulness Olympics was 'fainting at the worst possible moment,' but still). She'd said Odin lied so their son wouldn't feel different, and that they are his family. So far so not-just-fainting!

But then she tries to reassure him on the topic of Thor with this little zinger and oh well done, Frigga, now he's going to wonder forever...

I like that Frigga's mistake is an inadvertant truth at the wrong time, because what annoys me in this scene is the 'why did he lie?' and her answer which also completely sidesteps the issue of 'why did she lie?' Probably with good intentions, and even the son she lied to his entire life doesn't think to hold her responsible for that, perhaps because everyone trusts Frigga and always assumes the best of her. The opposite of how weirdly only half the characters on Asgard the audience who knows who the baddy of this movie is going to be her people view her little lied-to son.

Frigga's a liar but she knows how not to look like one and apparently she is great at it. Maybe she was lying about why Odin (and herself) lied to Loki, clever enough to conceal it if there really was an ulterior motive there. And then she immediately gives the game away, or - worse! - maybe she doesn't give anything away but manages to give the impression that she has when she tells the truth about her other son (who, we should not forget, has also been constantly lied to about all of this).

Loki moves away because it seems like it must be the truth, because he trusts her. Dad must have been lying because Mum never would. Except she did, without any loss of reputation, often and apparently well, but not this one time when complete concealment of what she knew might actually have been the wisest option.

Oh well, at least her little boy is at last about to graduate from Frigga's School of Lying Like a Liar Who Lies and go out into the big wide world! I'm sure that will go well for everyone!

[tricksandhoes]

An AU where the theory of Loki becoming worthy of mjolnir after the god of hammers arc is over actually happens.in which he would join the avangers and captain America would get him therapy because he really needs it.and not the shitty kind like MCU mobius or MCU bucky's therapist [you know An actually good therapist]

[gl0k1]

THIS GOD IS KILLING ME!!!

[depressedtransguy]

okay this is my first posted fic please mind the tags

As The World Crashes

More and more blood smeared across Loki's hands as he tried to use something, anything, to stop the liquid from pouring out of Stephen's chest. Bandages slipped through his fingers as he spawned more and more, compressing them down to soak until they were completely red. Spells upon spells were cast to no avail. He tried everything from ice to fire and from Earth remedies to Asgardian magic. But it wasn't working. 

Tears slipped out from the god's glassy emerald eyes and splashed down onto one of the Rings of Raggadorr spread out below them as he heard his husband's breath only getting shallower and shallower every time he inhaled and exhaled. "Loki, stop," he roughly groaned, raising his trembling arm up to wrap around his wrist and pull it away from his body. "It's not going to help." 

"Well I have to do something!" the god of mischief choked out, more water rolling down his cheeks, his hands shaking harder and harder. "This is not how the greatest sorcerer supreme since the beginning of time goes out, struck down by some second rate monster attempting to do nothing more but devour a few trillion beings." 

A low chuckle came from Stephen's abused abdomen and he tilted his head slightly to make eye contact. "They didn't strike you darling." 

The god couldn't even stabilize his hands anymore, the held back sobs coming out in other ways. "Not the time, Stephen," he managed to hiss. 

With a small squeeze to his wrist, he comforted, "Your hands are shaking as badly as mine do. Relax darling, it's okay." 

"You think this is fucking okay?!" A small prick to his emotions was all it took for it all to come pouring out at once. "This was fine, IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE FINE!" His voice trembled and cracked like crazy. Loki raised a bright red hand away from his husband's blood soaked robes, pressing it to his own chest and biting down so hard on his lip it bled. "This was supposed to be fine Stephen. A simple mission we were given a fortnight ago to save a few planets from some interdimensional beast. Nothing extreme, we deal with this all the time, and this should have probably lasted about two days tops. It's been two weeks. I watched you wave our daughter goodbye as we left for Kamar-Taj. She waved back. Our son told you to come back alive. You agreed. So you're going to fucking come back alive Stephen, do you understand me?" 

Stephen didn't immediately respond. The sound and sight of his husband's sobbing and the pain was most likely both strangling his vocal cords, making him able to do nothing except slip their hands into place and link their fingers. "It is okay Loki. It is. Everyone has a time. Death is what gives life meaning." 

"Stop talking like that!" Loki begged, leaning forward until his body was racking with sobs right over Stephen's bloody one. "This isn't your time. We still have so much left to do. Frigga's only 25 in human years, she has so many more milestones to reach, and we're going to be there for her. And Anthony, he's just my age when we first met, we're going to be there for him too. Plus, you promised we'd grow old together baby. And you haven't broken a promise to me yet." 

Yes, Loki was obviously being selfish. But he couldn't give two shits. Stephen was not leaving him. "I'll still be there for you, always. I'll see Frigga grow. I'll see Anthony grow. I'll see you grow. Don't worry about me, I'll be okay," Stephen whispered, summoning the last bits of strength he had left in his body to raise up his hand not currently holding Loki's and yank his time stone necklace off, then pressing it into his open palm. Next he gently slipped his fingers into his beginning to gray hair and then brought him down to where he was lying to press their lips together. 

It almost felt like the first time they kissed. 

Now that was a while ago. A little over 1,500 years, just based on their daughter's age. Loki didn't remember the exact year. But he did remember that it was five months after Ragnarok. After the Asgardians settled in Norway, the god started visiting the sorcerer supreme more and more just out of plain boredom--but that quickly changed into because they both wanted to see the other. It only took a power outage and a fire to make them admit it and kiss softly by the tamed flames.

They were so young then. So much had changed. 

Yet Stephen's lips still felt the same against his. That had never wavered through the years. It's how their fights ended. How battles ended. What they did before they fell asleep at night. No matter what happened, how they grew and changed as people, Stephen and his kisses never left. 

Until now. 

But... maybe this last one would be enough. 

"I love you," the sorcerer supreme rasped against his lips. "No matter what--never forget that." 

Loki reluctantly bobbed his head lightly and gave him a sad smile, his heart cracking to see the pain laced in his gray eyes and on every line on his face. But that would be gone. He'd be in a better place: one without pain, without the haunting past, without the weight of the universe on his shoulders. He'd get to rest. "I love you too darling. More than I ever thought I could love another being." He took a small shuddering sigh before continuing. "Thank you, thank you for giving me a life that I doubt I would have reached without you. You were the one who let me rest for the first time in my life. And now it's my turn to return the favor." 

"Oh Dewdrop, thank you. I couldn't have asked for a better partner to spend my time with. You and Frigga and Anthony. I love you all with more heart than I ever thought I had." 

The strain in his voice was only getting worse, making it clear that he didn't have much time left. Last word time. So Loki swallowed all the trembling and fear and cracks to properly dismiss his husband. "You gave me a reason to live. A reason to wake up in the morning and actually face the world. And for that... I will forever be grateful. I love you. And I will never forget you." 

Their lips were pressed together once more to seal the pact of love and acceptance that flowed between them, recognizing that this would be their last time together until Loki entered Valhalla himself. Souls touching for one last time. 

Soon enough, Loki felt the body underneath his slowly ebb away from existence, Stephen turning to gold dust to become one with the universe where he belonged. He could clearly tell when there was nothing against him anymore, nothing but air. But he still sat there for a few minutes, reveling in the moment. Testing to see if everything would drop and the event would just be revealed to be some crazy lucid dream he had. He still had that thought in the back of his head that he would wake up any moment with Stephen's arms wrapped around his waist despite previous embracing of the situation. But when he finally peeled open his lids and stared down at the infinite space below the magic ring--he knew that this was real. And Stephen was dead.

[the-wounded-healer05]

Okay! Imagine this... but its Sumt...and its Loki 😏 @lokisprettygirl do you agree?

[sabine-leo]

...GLORIOUS...

It is christmas already!!

FINALY something gooooood in 2020