#loki layfeyson x you

[ashdreams2023]

Can u do Loki x touch starved reader Headcanons? Maybe reader is an avenger and had a tough past

Loki x touch starved reader

Ok at first he would think you’re just clingy to get his attention then he starts to realize

Oh? You actually like this, you want to be close to him because it makes you feel good

Honestly if that’s all it takes to make you happy then baby he’s on board

Hand holding 24/7

Assures you that he doesn’t hate it and having you close is a delight

He has his arm around your waist when you’re in formal events

Kisses, lots and lots and he loves it, don’t ever think he’ll get sick of it

Runs his hands through your hair and caresses your arms when you cuddle

Holds you tight at night and most nights is the little spoon so you can keep him as close as you want

Let’s you cling to him while he walks around the house and smooches your face when you lay your head on his chest

Carries you around just because he can, and beside you look cute all curled up against his chest

Intimate times are like the best thing ever, you’re having the time of your life because you love the skin to skin and he’s simply enjoying how satisfied you are

Sometimes you sneak underneath his sweater and warp your arms around his middle

Actually loves all the attention, it feeds his ego but also it’s nice to have positive attention for once in a while

Puts his hand on your thigh when you two sit next to each other

Fingers tangled together under the table at dinner

Foreheads pressing against each other as goodbyes and hugs where you’re feet off the ground as hellos

Plays with your hands and puts them on his face and kisses your palm

Runs his hands softly over old scars and hums while he holds you close

Everyone rolls their eyes at you two but no one interferes because they know you deserve it

[spicyhiddles]

Wounded | Loki x Reader

A/N: The reader checks on Loki in his chambers following a heated argument between Loki and Thor. Finding Loki shirtless and drenched in sweat, tears streaming down his cheeks, the reader tries to comfort him, tending to his wounds.

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: Mild cursing, trauma, triggers

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You hear shouting from down the hall. You know instantly it is Thor and Loki. They argue almost every day, often wounding each other. You’ve gotten so accustomed to their daily squabbles that you’ve started to ignore them. But today, something is different. You hear a loud bang, then, nothing. Complete silence.

Worried, you rush out of your room, running down the hallway, almost tripping over the carpet more than once. You almost run full force into Thor, but manage to stop mere inches from him.

“Thor? What Happened? Where’s Loki?”. Your Voice is shaking as you speak between heavy breaths.

“I…” Thor looks down. He lowers his voice, so much that you can hardly make out what he’s saying.

“I didn’t mean to hurt him.”

You don’t wait for him to say another word. You push past him, ignoring his protests and pleas to let it be.

When you reach Loki’s room, you don’t even knock. You practically kick the door down, desperate to make sure Loki is okay. You freeze when you see him.

He is sitting hunched over on the edge of his bed, head in his hands, sweat dripping down his bare stomach. His eyes dart up suddenly to meet your gaze. Your heart breaks at the sight. Tears run down his cheeks. You can’t tell if they are from physical or emotional pain, or both.

“Loki…” Your voice is barely above a whisper. Tears threaten to spill from your eyes.

Loki looks down, taking a deep, shaky breath. He winces, drawing your attention to a large wound running across his chest, stretching from his collarbone to the base of his rib cage. It’s hardly bleeding, but the skin around the wound is almost purple. It looks almost as if it’s a burn. Then it hits you. It’s already begun to heal, but it is clearly an electrical burn. If he weren’t a god, he’d be dead.

“Damnit Thor,” you spit. You raise your voice, causing Loki to flinch.

You cautiously approach him, watching closely for any reaction from him. He watches you intensely. His expression is guarded, but he makes no attempt to move away from you.

“Loki. I’m so sorry.” Your voice is soft. Loki lifts his gaze to meet yours, surprised.

“Why are you apologizing. You didn’t do this.” He gestures to the wound on his chest. The sudden movement makes him wince.

You reach out to touch his shoulder, but pause when he leans slightly away from you. You lift your hand to cup his chin in it, gently turning his head so his gaze meets yours. You delicately stroke his cheek with your thumb, wiping a fresh tear away. You hold his gaze. He gives you a slight smile.

“Loki?” You lower your hand, holding it just inches from his wound. He flinches slightly, even though you haven’t touched it yet. You stand up.

“I’ll be right back. Promise.”

You walk into the bathroom, grabbing the softest washcloth you can find, and dampening it in cold water.

When you return to Loki’s room, you find him leaning back on the headboard, his head tipped back against the wall. His hand rests cupped protectively over his wounded chest. You sit quietly beside him.

“See? I told you I’d be right back.”

He lifts his head slightly to look at you.

“I didn’t doubt it Y/N. You’ve always been here when I need you. I’ve never had someone like that in my life before.” He smiles.

“Loki? Do you trust me?” You look intensely into his eyes. He laughs, causing him to cough. He winces.

“May I?” Your gaze falls onto his hand, which covers his wound. He follows your gaze.

He nods, moving his hand to rest on the bed beside him. You smile. You hold the washcloth just above the base of the wound, pausing to check his expression. His eyes are squeezed shut, anticipating the pain.

“Loki. Look at me please.” Your voice is soft and quiet.

Loki slowly opens his eyes, blinking at you. You lower the washcloth, mere centimeters from his wounded skin. He closes his eyes again. You gently stroke his cheek with the back of your free hand.

“Loki. It’s alright. I’ll be gentle. You know I will.” Brushing a stray curl behind his ear, you add, “I promise it won’t hurt.”

Loki relaxes, and you gently press the damp cloth to the base of the wound. Loki flinches, his whole upper body tensing. You remove the cloth from his skin.

“It doesn’t hurt does it?” You gently take his hand in yours. He shakes his head.

“No. Just…” he takes a deep breath, wincing as his chest rises. You squeeze his hand reassuringly.

“You don’t need to explain. I know.” You wait for him to relax completely before pressing the cloth to his skin again.

This time, Loki doesn’t flinch or tense up, but instead relaxes more and more as you gently press the cold, damp cloth to his skin, moving it slowly up the wound until you’ve covered the whole thing. You then slowly work your way back down the wound. Loki relaxes more and more every second. He lets out a content sigh.

“Thank you Y/N,” he breathes, “for taking care of me.” He looks up at you slowly with sleepy eyes. He smiles appreciatively.

You finish cleaning the wound, then toss the dirty cloth. You meet Loki’s gaze. There is something in his eyes you can’t quite place, something you’ve never seen in them before. He sits up, obviously feeling a lot better after the special treatment.

“Y/N…” He looks serious all of a sudden.

“Loki, what is it?” You cannot hide the worry in your voice.

He holds your gaze, taking a deep breath.

“It was about you.”

You swallow. You think you know what he’s referring too, but you need to be sure.

“What was about me?” Loki sighs.

“The argument between me and Thor. It was about you.”

-

Next part coming soon…

[lostalioth]

𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞

→ premise: loki knew he was rough and mean and yet he also knew that you loved it.

→ pairing: loki laufeyson x fem!reader

→ warnings: smut | 18+, knife play, throat training, oral [m receiving], face fucking, degrading, small amount of praise, nicknames [darling, pet, throat slut, love], small amount of gagging.

→ a/n: 03 kinktober

“Get on your knees pet, gotta train that pretty little throat so you know how to shut up slut” Loki growls and grips the back of your neck to push you to the floor. He was leaning back against the soft plush black couch that sat in the center of the living room, his legs spread. One hand still holding the back of your neck and the other palming over his thigh and moving then to rub over the bulge in his pants. “And what if I don't wanna shut up huh?” You taunt and tilt your head. Yet your hand begins to crawl up his knees and lean closer. His eyes glint down at you and an evil smile forms on his lips before he lifts his hips to adjust. Loki's tongue pokes his cheek and he waves his hand to conjure up his dagger. With one swift motion his dagger is pressed against the crevice between your neck and your collar bone, softly pushing the blade against your neck. Your breath hitches and arousal pools between your legs.

“Pants off, take my pants off now darling” he grins and keeps his dagger pressed against you as his eyes shift between your face and the growing tent in his pants. Your eyes glaze over and your jaw goes slack as you nod your head in obedience, just how Loki likes it. You begin to unbutton his pants, slide them down his slender legs as well as his tight black boxers down and off his body.

He flashes his wicked smile at you for complying and pulls your mouth down onto his twitching cock filling your throat. “Oh fuck such a pretty slut you like me being rough you know it, youre dripping right now with my cock shoved down your thoat and this blade pressed against your pluse.” He chuckles softly as he bucks his hips up, his tip hitting the back of your throat. He knows you can't answer him and that only makes him more excited.

You clench your thighs as your slick and arousal soaks your panties. Your erratic heartbeat booming hard in your ears as Loki digs the blade of his dagger a bit deeper. The hand still holding the back of your neck grips harder and holds you down to the base of his cock, his cock filling your mouth and pushing at the back of your throat causing you to gag around him a bit.

“Hold it darling, hold it deep in your throat and dont gag love. Got it pet?” Loki teases and lets go of your neck to rub his thumb over your cheek under your eye.

You run your tongue over a vein sprawling across his shaft and use the spit slipping down his cock to play with his balls, your jaw relaxes and you hold him deep in your mouth without gagging. Loki lets out a breath and drops the dagger to hold the side of your neck and runs his thumb over the bump caused by his cock. It made his stomach swirl and the knot tighten as your throat squeezes him.

“Such a good slut fuck, my little throat slut huh?” He groans as his head tips back.

→ a/n: this was very short and i meant to post it yesterday but i was gonna write more but im already getting a bit of writers block so some will be shorter yk?

[youaintnothinbuta]

“You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”

summary: you faint into Loki’s arms.

pairing: loki laufeyson x reader

warnings: fainting/passing out. fluff. probably bad grammar/spelling mistakes/typos

word count: 457

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As you walked alongside Loki, his stride matching your own, the magnificent view of Asgard unfolded before your eyes. The balcony, perched at the highest point of the palace, granted an astonishing view of the kingdom. Loki, ever watchful, placed a gentle hand on your back, both grounding and reminding you of the height you had reached. He was familiar with this place, its heights and depths, and knew you were not.

A sudden realisation of the dizzying altitude hit you, making your heart to skip a beat. Stepping back from the precipice, you bumped into Loki, stood closely behind you.

“Maybe we should head back down,” Loki suggested, his voice coloured with concern. He noticed your eyes were struggling to focus on him, or anything else for that matter.

You shook your head. “I'm fine,” you replied, your voice sounding weaker than you intended.

“You're dizzy,” he stated, his tone tinged with worry, as he reached out to steady you.

Before you could argue further, the world around you blurred and swirled around, your vision faltered. The edges of your awareness dissolved as your body grew weak, threatening to surrender to the overwhelming heights. With grace, Loki caught you in his arms, his strength ensuring your safety even as your consciousness slipped away.

As your eyelids fluttered open, a dimly lit room greeted your gaze. You blinked, trying to make sense of your surroundings.

Tilting your head, you discovered that you were cradled in Loki's arms, his emerald eyes locked onto yours with a mixture of relief and concern.

“Loki?” you murmured, your voice barely a whisper.

His lips curled into a gentle smile, relief washing over his features. “Welcome back,” he whispered. Confusion mingled with gratitude as you tried to piece together the events that led to your current state.

“What happened?”

A flicker of regret shadowed Loki's expression. “You fainted, straight into my arms.”

You winced, realising the gravity of the situation. It was a humbling reminder of your mortality amidst the grandeur of the gods. “I'm sorry” you replied.

Loki's arms tightened around you, drawing you closer. "Not necessary, my love. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn't have to go to such extremes."

You laughed a little at his comment, but not without dazing slightly out of consciousness again.

“Perhaps it’s best you just lie here for a while,” his voice was low, but comforting.

“Only if I still get your undivided attention.” You smiled.

“You’re just like the rest of them, always looking for a God’s attention.” Loki teased you again, kissing you on the forehead. Nodding weakly, you allowed exhaustion to claim you once again, your eyes drifting closed as you surrendered to the healing embrace of sleep.

[five-miles-over]

Dandelions

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Summary: Having heard stories about the Norse god of mischief, you find yourself falling in love with Loki despite having never met him. Out of devotion, you prepare offerings that you think he would like, and find ways to express the way you feel. Little do you know that your feelings are not unrequited.

(Yes, this is fluff inspired by the song "Dandelions" by Ruth B)

Maybe it was the way that you said his name. Or maybe it was the way that you offered your love for him to claim.

Loki watched from the Bifrost, looking down as you went about your day on Midgard. It was almost time for one of his favorite moments of the day. A moment for which he would set all of his affairs on Asgard aside, instead turning his attention to you and only you, his Midgardian devotee.

Standing in the field three blocks away from your apartment, you adjusted your heavy coat and picked up a small, whitish-yellow flower, bringing it up to your lips. 

You closed your eyes and whispered,  "Loki, the son of Odin and the companion of Thor." 

And then you blew the dandelion, sending its seeds into the wind. When you opened your eyes, you placed the stem down and picked up another flower, invoking Loki again with a whisper. 

"Loki, the son of Odin and the companion of Thor." 

Reader POV: 

According to something you had read on the internet, the dandelion was known as Loki's Bloom. Since then, you began making a small habit of picking up the dandelions and blowing them in his name. You would do anything to bring the Norse God of Mischief into your life, despite some scholars saying that he was actually someone who shouldn't be wanted. 

The truth is that you nurtured a deep affection for Loki, ever since you had first read the stories about him and heard legends of his exploits from many an online scholar. You weren't sure what you loved the most about him: his cleverness, his intelligence, his playful nature, or his handsomeness (almost everyone in the stories- gods and goddesses and humans - described him as very good-looking). He was already one of the greatest heroes you'd ever believed in, even though you had never seen him in your life.

You began to create your own version of Loki, who soon became a source of comfort in your hectic, often anxiety-inducing life. He was a tall man with beautiful features: dark hair because it appealed to you the most, pale skin due to the climate, green eyes, and slender fingers that made every touch feel like magic. And he always knew the right thing to say at every moment, whether it was a witty remark that made you laugh or soothing words that eased your fears. 

You found often yourself dreaming about your Loki at night. Sometimes he was dining with the other gods in Asgard, sometimes he was riding upon a horse, sometimes he was conjuring spells and illusions in the Nine Realms, sometimes he was enticing a new lover into his bed, and sometimes he was in solitude, enjoying a piece of literature.

"Loki, the son of Odin and the companion of Thor," you silently wished when you opened your eyes and held your pillow close. "Grant me a companion with your wit, your mischief, your bewitching nature. If not you, then let me have someone just like you in my life."

And as your love for Loki grew stronger with every new facet you learned about him, you began looking for ways to show your affection for the god. A voice inside you said that Loki - a god living in Asgard or Jotunheim - might never pay attention to you, just another human, but…it felt good to be doing things for someone who had brought you such sweet dreams. And because you simply adored him. 

For months, you experimented with new recipes for cookies, breads, and cakes after reading an article about how the Norse God of Mischief enjoyed sweet offerings. Thanks to his blessings, most of them turned out delicious. After expressing your gratitude to Loki, you would whisper his name and present the dishes up as if offering it to him. Though he might never see or taste it, it still felt wonderful to perform acts of love in his name. 

Other things you did for Loki included reading aloud stories to him, saving digital photos of artwork you thought Loki would like, and most recently, wishing on dandelions. Wishing on dandelions for someone you might never see outside of dreams.

Back to Loki's POV: 

If only you knew the truth, my dear, Loki thought to himself. You were wrong to think that Loki did not know about the way that you felt about him. That he did not notice all the gestures that you performed to show him that you belonged to him. 

Loki tilted his head, and watched you with a smile. He had never known anybody like you, so devoted to pleasing him. He relished the fragrances of the baked delicacies you prepared in his name, the way you wafted the scent towards the heavens so that he could enjoy them. He was amused when you created a form for him to assume, one that made you fall in love with him even more. He was delighted by how fervently you wished for a companion just like him.

And now here you were, standing in a field of dandelions, wishing for the same thing. 

Knowing there was only one thing to do, Loki closed his eyes. 

When he opened them, he stood at the same field of dandelions where he'd seen you earlier. Lost in your own thoughts, you were gazing at the setting sun after wishing on several dandelions. Loki invoked a magic spell that transformed himself into the handsome, green-eyed man with chin-length hair who captured your heart. He transformed his clothing into a long-sleeved green tunic, dark trousers, and a suit of black and gold armor. Then, Loki picked another dandelion and offered it to you.

"Will you not wish upon this one, my lady?" 

You turned around, and Loki smirked. He stepped forward and gently placed his hand upon your cheek, your lip trembling at his touch. 

"You wished for me, did you not? Here I am." Loki gently said, watching the shock upon your face morph into a smile. "If only you knew how powerful you are, sweet one. You have brought a god at your mercy with your acts of love."

[sweetiecutie]

Pairing: Loki Odinson x fem! Reader

Warnings: NSFW, size kink (I mean, this man is literally 6’4🙄), tummy bulge, bit of overstim, cumplay if you squint

A/n: sorry for being inactive bubs, my sister got in a bad fight w/ her boyfriend and he left the country and took all their shared money savings with him, refusing to pick up his phone, and it was pretty fun to watch. Hope you enjoy this writing💖

Loki was stressed and tired. Tired of always having to maintain the image of calmness and prudence suitable for a member of a royal family. Of his father always underestimating him, instead preferring the older of his two sons. Of said older son aka his brother Thor, overly confident in himself and his abilities which always leaded to him getting into big troubles, at the same time throwing tantrums at every smallest inconvenience

All he needed was some stress relief and you happened to be more than willing to help him out. That’s how you ended up huddled on his huge bed, body rocking with every brutal thrust of his hips, dick plunged deeply inside of your quivering heat, writhing orgasm after orgasm from your shuddering body

You’re laying on your back with Loki settled comfortably in between your opened wide legs, strong hands firmly pinning you down to the mattress, keeping you in one place. Your skin is shiny with sweat, you can feel Loki’s cum drying on your thighs and chest, bringing a slight shriveling feeling but you couldn’t care less. You run your fingers up his sides lovingly, caressing his soft skin with light touches. Your hands come up to man’s shoulders, resting there, digits play with his silky black hair

- Keep your hands up, - Loki rasps breathily in between deep thrusts, forcing his huge cock inside your squelching pussy, slipping out until only the tip is left inside and then slamming his whole length back in. His grip on your hips is firm, long pale fingers dig into the plushy skin, surely leaving dark marks in their wake

- But I wanna touch you, - you whine weakly, lips jutting out into a little pout as you look pleadingly at your lover

Ferocious rutting of Loki’s hips comes to a halt; tall man crouches over, his face is hovering right above yours intimidatingly, noses almost touching as his dark obsidian eyes glare into yours coldly, his long silky hair frames his thin features, stray locks fall down onto your cheeks and neck, tickling sensitive skin there

- I said keep your hands up, - Loki says quietly, putting heavy emphasis on each word. His voice is low and husky, sternness of his tone almost makes you shrink as long-haired man keeps staring down at you admonishingly, daring you to defy his order

You swallow heavily, doing as you’re being told, putting your hands off your lover’s broad shoulders, obediently resting them on a mattress right above your head. Loki hums in approval, resuming the jutting of his hips, plunging his dick in and out of the snug sheath of your cunny. Delicious drag of his throbbing shaft against your velvety walls makes your back arch up in pleasure, eyes flutter closed at the strong sensation

- Good girl, - black-haired murmurs sweetly, thin lips curl into a mischievous smirk and the quick change of his demeanor makes you mind go fizzy, the bottom of your stomach tingles slightly at the praise

He hooks his hands under your bent knees, yanking you towards himself what causes his dick to nudge deeper into your sopping cunt; thick cockhead hits your cervix just right, stretching you out to your limit. You let out a wail of pleasure, eyes rolling back into your skull

- Fuck, doll, just look at that. You’re so small, barely fit me in. I can see my cock moving inside that pretty pussy of yours, - Loki murmurs softly, airy chuckle leaves his throat. His right hand lets go of your hip, resting on your belly instead, slim fingers trail abstruse patterns on the silky skin, causing goosebumps to break out

You rise your head a little, peering down at where your bodies connect and you finally understand what he is talking about. On your lower stomach, right beneath your navel, there is a distinguishable swelling forming every time Loki ferociously slams his cock in your drooling pussy, his fingers tracing the outline of his dick in your tummy. He notices your intense gaze and buries himself inside you to the hilt, stilling his thrusts and staying motionlessly, allowing you to have a better look at what is going on

You mewl thickly when Loki presses his thumb especially hard against the bulge, your head falls back onto the plushy mattresses and man resumes his movements, slanting his hips into yours deliciously, balls hitting your ass with loud smacking sounds that rock the air of the chambers along with your breathy moans and cries of pleasure

You feel your orgasm quickly approaching as Loki’s dick drags along every sweet spot inside of your pulsing walls; the hand that was previously massaging your tummy slides a bit lower, deft fingers rub and toy with your swollen clit, making you thrash in heavy pleasure underneath himself. You grip on the sheets above your head, still not daring to move your hands from their position, thighs wrap around man’s lean torso, seeking some kind of support

Your stomach tightens as you get nearer and nearer to your release and finally, the dam within you breaks, flooding your whole being with a mind-blowing pleasure. It feels like pure electricity surges through your body and your tired muscles shudder violently, making Loki guffaw in excitement, planting light smack to your left thigh

The sight of you falling apart on his dick along with the hectic clutching of your walls pushes Loki closer to the edge; he keeps pummeling your squelching hole, chasing his own release, overstimulating your sensitive body with wide meaty thrusts, making you tremble underneath his bulky form. He pulls out, finishing himself in a few final strokes, releasing his perky cum all over your pubic and quivering pussy with a low groan

Loki swipes the head of his cock over your puffy glistening folds, smearing and smudging his cum all over them, making you jolt harshly at the contact with the overly sensitive nub of your clit, mean chuckle tumbles through his chest at your pathetic cry, your thighs tremble uncontrollably on each side of his body

He leans down, connecting his lips with yours in a lazy wet kiss, tongue slipping in your mouth easily, tangling with yours in a messy dance. You finally decide to move your hands from their position, resting them on top of Loki’s nape, drawing him in even closer to which he happily complies, almost laying on top of you

He breaks your kiss, a shiny string of your shared saliva connecting your lips. Your body sores from multiple rounds of sex and Loki runs his warm hands down your sides, resting them on the concavity of your waist, fingers softly rub your skin there. Black-haired peers into your eyes lovingly, mischievous smile tugs the corners of his lips upwards and he rasps breathily agains your lips, his words bring blush to your face:

- C’mon sweets, one more time. I know you can give it to me🤍

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[lokiforever]

Hey do you think you maybe write a Loki x reader with a reader who adores singing but is incredibly insecure about it because they can't sing high or low enough to properly fit with any voice type so they don't like to sing front of others? If not that totally OK I don't want to make you uncomfortable or anything. Have good/night

Hello there, nonny👋🏻❤️

For sure, darling! It's totally fine ❤️

You know, that's basically me, like I live for music but I don't like to sing in front of anyone....I used to be in the our school choir ...but now I don't like to sing in front of people. I'm probably boring you all out ...... 😅

Apologies.. let's begin with the fic/drabble ✌🏻❤️

Hope you all like it, especially you, nonny ❤️🥰

❤️His Melophile❤️

Pairing: Loki x Insecure! Reader

Summary: Loki finds about how highly insecure you are about your singing abilities while you love singing too.No wonder why you never sang in front of him......

Warnings ⚠️🚨 : Loki wearing a tuxedo (after ep2 most definitely, this is) None otherwise, it's pure fluff...

Today was Friday, which ment another of Tony's team building parties. Oh, how he loved parties. You were getting dressed and your dear perfect boyfriend, Loki was to pick you up in 30 minutes. Well...not that you had to go that far.... just have to shuffle through a few floors but still...

If we start talking about for how long you've liked him ... that'll be a long sum and the same was the case with Loki. It was only 2 months ago that you two confessed your true feelings for each other.

You decided to wear a short black cocktail dress which fitted you perfectly..

You were in the middle of deciding your hair style when your thoughts was interrupted by a knock accompanied by the smooth and lovely voice of your boyfriend "Darling?" "Come in, Loki. I'm almost ready, love" you called across the room. As Loki entered both of you a good few minutes just to admire each other.. He was wearing a tuxedo and the ruffles completed the look with his hair slicked back. "Y-you look absolutely ravishing, my darling" "Loki....you-you look... spectabulous" he chuckled "Oh, you seem to like it, love" "I love it! You look ...... words cannot express how much I love it" "Well, thank you, darling"

"Let's go, shall we, my love?" "I just need to make my hair" "Ah, no need it's amazing just the way it is" you chuckled a faint blush creeping up your cheeks "Thank you, my love. Let's go then"

The party went smoothly and now, when most of the guests were gone you and the other Avengers decided to play a game of Truth or dare.

"Point Break, Truth or dare?"(You know who said this) "Truth and stop with that weird name" "Thor, tell us a story of you and Loki from your childhood" said Steve "I could've given him a better one" the billionaire said. "Tony" Nat said with a glare to which he raised his hands up in mock defence "Thor, you start"

"Alright, here it goes - Once Loki transformed himself into a snake and he knows that I love snakes, so I went to pick it up to admire it and then he transformed back into himself and went like, 'Byah! It's me' and he.. stabbed me......we were eight at that time"

Loki now had a smile on his face. And you gave him the "Whoa! That was quite a trick" you said and Thor nodded "I'm so proud of you, love" you whispered to Loki with a chuckle who was sitting next to you as he gave you his signature smirk.

"Y/N, why don't you go next" Nat said "Me? Ok, alright" "Truth or dare?" "Uhh... let's go with Truth" "Name one of your insecurities" this immediately caused Loki to look at you with a gaze of love and reassurance.

"Ugh...no.... fine, I don't like to sing in front of others, be it anyone" you confessed as the God gave you the 'we have to talk about it in private' look.

~~•~~

*In yours and Loki's shared chambers*

Before any of you could say anything, Loki was called for an emergency mission with Thor and a few other Avengers and with what he told you it'd probably take him 2 to 3 days to return ....

You had your ipods on, singing as you cooked. Loki would return by the evening so were cooking dinner for the both of you.

~•~

When Loki entered the apartment he heard your lovely voice as you sang accompanied by the aroma of the food you were cooking. He walked towards the kitchen, leaning on the doorframe as he heard you. You were lost in your own little world, way too preoccupied to notice that you now had company.

When your song ended you turned around, releasing a yelp as you saw Loki standing there "Jesus! Loki, you nearly gave me a heart attack! How long have you been standing here?" "Long enough to hear your beautiful voice"

You turned beet red at his words. "Oh, come on" "Darling...." he said as he started walking towards you "You have a lovely voice, sweetheart" he said, kissing you softly. He lifted your chin up using his thumb and index finger "Loki, I-" before you could protest he pressed his finger against your lips, shushing you. "Ah, ah,ah you'll listen to me now. Baby, it's ok if you don't like singing in front of others, but let me tell you this - you are wonderful in every way, you don't need to doubt any thing about you. " he turned off the stove and picked you up, making you sit on the kitchen counter and softly pressing several kisses all over your face.

"You're perfect, my queen, you're my sunshine. My darling little melophile. I love your voice, when you sing, lost in your own world all I want to do is to just admire you and proudly tell everyone that 'You see that perfect angel right there. Yes, she is mine. That's my girl. She's the one who has my heart and I have hers' I love you with all that I am, Y/N Y/L/N"

His words touched you deeply, you felt so blessed to have him in your life.

He began pressing kisses along your jawline and neck "You're mine, and mine alone" then he looked up at you, his blue-green eyes staring right into your soul with such love and devotion "I love you so, so much, Loki. You're a true blessing, my love. I can't imagine a life without you" you said as you hugged him tightly before he pulled you in a deep, passionate kiss.

"You sound lovely, my darling but I'm sure that you'll sound even better when I'll make you scream my name tonight" he said, picking you up and carrying you towards the bedroom.

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Taglist:

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[space-mermaid-writing]

The witchling and the god - Masterlist

Summary: The Avengers were looking for someone to help Loki fit in with the team. To become socially acceptable, so to speak. He had been given the choice of sitting in a cell in Asgard or serving some sort of community service probation on Midgard. The Avengers and Shield both felt that as long as Loki was on Earth, he should be under supervision. This is now your job. Why? Because you’re a witch. You’re not sure why this qualifies you, but here you are, giving it a shot. What could possibly go wrong?

Relationship: Loki x Witch!Reader

Tags: Witch!Reader, Magic, Witches, slow burn, everybody lives in the tower, character development, Loki‘s redemption, Stephen Strange is a friend, Loki and Stephen are frenemies, Tony Stark is a good bro, kids love Loki, Tony has stupid nicknames for everybody, eventual smut

Status: completed

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4

Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8

Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12

Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 | Chapter 16

Chapter 17 | Chapter 18 | Chapter 19 | Chapter 20

Chapter 21 | Chapter 22 | Chapter 23 | Chapter 24

Chapter 25 | Chapter 26 | Chapter 27 | Chapter 28

Chapter 29 | Chapter 30 | Chapter 31 | Epilogue

Witchling Art Tag

[ashdreams2023]

Can you please do Loki reacting to reader if they asked for him to keep his horns on while doing the dirty 🤭 and also maybe it’s usually really soft and sweet but she wants Loki to be rough and he’s initially taken aback? 🙃 -can be whatever writing style you want, thanks

The horns stay

Loki x fem reader {NSFW}

Loki loved your lip, your eyes, your hands and your curves, every inch of you made him his blood boil with heat, he wanted to take his time lavishing you and making you feel special.

"Loki" you moaned as he took off your clothes, enjoying the way you squirmed under his cool hands and your back arched.

"I’ll be there my love just one second" he pushed you into the bed, not too strong he doesn’t want to hurt you.

He takes off his armor with a flick of his finger then reaches for him helmet but your sudden movement stop him, you sit Straight on the bed and reach for his hand, you pull it away from the helmet and pull him into bed "leave it, please"

His eyes darkened before slamming his lips onto yours, your arms warped around his neck in perfect harmony, pressing your naked chests together.

"Don’t hold back, please, I want you to make me yours, all the way"

Loki cursed underneath his breath, he licked his lips and bite your bottom lip teasingly before running his hand over your chest and squeezing your breast making me moan louder.

"You want me to mark you? Bruise your pretty skin my dove?" He breathed into your ear causing you to shiver.

"Yes, yes please, do your worst to me!" Loki grinned devilishly before pulling away and flipping you on your back, making you face the huge mirror near the bed.

Loki pulled you by your hair and lifted your head up slightly so you can get a good look at yourself and him in the reflection of the mirror.

His helmet horns still stood tall and shiny on his head "Beg me more, tell me how much you want it"

"Loki, my prince, please, take me, now!"

He slammed his cock inside of you and didn’t leave you any time to adjust like he did many times before, it was exciting and you were so wet and needy, it drove him crazy.

"You like that? That’s what you wanted, wasn’t it?" He said thrusting rough into you, rocking your body with each slap and slapping your ass with his strong hand.

You watched with lust fogging your vision, all you could feel is him filling you up again and again.

Those horns made him look sinister, so intimidating, so powerful and Royal.

And you were his very own dove, the prettiest, most spoiled dove.

"Fuck you’re so wet and desperate, don’t cum yet" he said breathless then pulling out of you. You whined looking back at him and reaching your hand back to touch him but he held your wrist and pulled you on top of him.

"I did what you wished for my beautiful dove, now work for it like the little princess you are, take your throne"

You blinked away a few tears of frustration and grabbed onto his horns then seated yourself down, you were so close and just needed a couple of jumps in.

"Yes, just like that use me, use your prince" his words made your throat dry and your hips faster, he gripped your sides the whole time, digging his fingers into your soft flesh, edging you till your orgasm reached its peak and you came on his cock.

You still kept holding onto the horns, letting him thrust into your sensitive pussy until he finally came shortly after.

[cherryblossomlovee]

After an argument: Loki laufesyon

Description: Y/N and Loki had gotten into an argument that was stupid but Loki just walks away from the argument.

Warnings: none, fluff, making up, cuddling

You were in the guest room trying to fall asleep and your husband Loki had gotten into an argument and you refused.

To at least speak to him at all, not only was it a stupid argument. But Loki walked off on you mid argument heading to your guys room and shutting the door.

You were so lost in your thoughts you didn't even hear the door open, you flinched as the bed dips.

And cold hands wrap around your waist, Y/N’ i’m sorry’ my love can you please forgive me,

I can't keep going with this. Loki says as he kisses your neck.

Thank you so much for reading❤️

[swtki]

Word’s Can Never Hurt -L.L

Pairing: Avenger! Loki Laufeyson x Avenger! GN! Reader

Summary: When his partner gets kidnapped, he gets sent a shocking video.

Warnings: Mentions of violence, kidnapping, descriptions of stab wounds, broken bones, and blood. Reader says some fuck shit. Swearing, angst, fluff at the end.

A/N: This was a request, as a reminder, MY REQUESTS ARE OPEN - BUT IF YOU ASK WITHOUT READING MY GUIDELINES I WILL NOT WRITE IT!!!

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Loki knew it was them before they even lifted their head up. He had studied them countless times before with their hair over their face. He knew the way it curled in some places and was more straight in others. He knew the color of their hair because he remembered when they died it, they were so excited to show him.

“Loki is a fucking menace to the universe. Why do you assholes think I would ever have anything to do with him? I can’t stand the guy, never mind be able to fuck him.” They spat at the person out of frame. Loki didn’t need the person to be on camera, he knew who had taken his beloved partner. He knew because he was there.

The battle had been going on for hours, and the team no closer to getting their mission accomplished. The enemies had bodies piling up by the dozen, but Tony had called for an emergency pick up. The Avengers would not win this time.

Loki’s ears filled with the loud and unforgettable sound of the jet engine that landed 500 feet away from him.

“Y/N! It’s time to go!” He yelled at them. They looked up and nodded. Everyone ran to the jet, not looking back. Y/N was the last person to get on, and they didn’t make it. As they ran an arrow plunged straight through their stomach, causing them to fall and go unconscious. Loki watched in horror as they were lifted onto the shoulder of the enemy and taken away, while the jet lifted into the air and shook from the gunshots being fired towards them.

“I told you. He’s fucking nothing. You really think I’d know anything about the Gods? I don’t even really believe in that higher being bullshit.” Tears threatened to spill from Loki’s eyes.

The video had just come through and the only reason it was uncovered was because Stark finally hacked through and into their system.

It had been 3 months since that day. They looked awful. Their hair had been cut in some places, their face almost unrecognizable from the bruising and beatings, their leg looked broken and poorly set back in place. Surely Y/N wasn’t able to walk. They were sickly looking. Thinner than they’d ever been from Starvation. He couldn’t bare it.

It took four days to get them home. Four more days where they had to sit and rot in that basement. Loki was upset. Loki hated himself. And he was sure they hated him too.

Loki ran a hot bath, helped them undress, and started to bathe them. He’d never seen someone so completely empty. Their mouth was agape like they wanted to say something but couldn’t.

“I saw the video.” He said softly.

“I didn’t mean it.”

“It’s okay.” He kissed their forehead.

“I only said it to stay alive you know. I just wanted to stay alive. I wanted to come back home to you.” Their tears start to fall, and sobs wrack their body.

“I know, I know, and you did it, my love. You came home. You came home to me.” He wrapped his arms around their frame and held them close, not caring about the water soaking his shirt.

They came home. They did what they had to do to come home. They convinced people that he was so awful they had nothing to do with him. He was proud. He was so happy to have them home.

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[hannibals-favourite-meal]

Loki: I’m proud to identify as morosexual. I’m attracted to dumbasses and dumbasses exclusively. Someone asked me what the Spanish word for "tortilla" was once, and now I dream of kissing them under the moonlight. Y/N, completely oblivious: What kind of animal is the Pink Panther? Loki, already taking off his clothes: God, Y/N, you’re so fucking stupid.

[lokisbiiiitch1993]

[lokisadvocatee]

What are you hiding?

a/n: first of all I wanted to thank everyone for liking my last post, I really appreciate it. Second I wanted to apologize for not posting since then, I’ve been very busy with school and stuff. hope you like this one shot as well!!

Lokixfem reader

warnings: 18+, smut with no plot, fingering, degradation, domLoki, praise kink and maybe something more

Summery: You’ve been working for Asgard’s royal family for quite long now but lately something goes wrong with your daily duties and one of the family’s members notice how reserved you always are and they don’t seem to like this behavior.

“did you call for me your majesty?” you shyly asked to your prince who was patently waiting for you in his bed room. “yes I did” he turned to face you but you immediately looked away, avoiding his icy eyes that were trying to find yours. “Do you need anything my prince?” You asked again, playing with your hands behind your back to kill the growing tension. He was staring at you and saying no words, a tense atmosphere was rising up between the two of you and you couldn’t deny how badly you wanted to look at him but you were not allowed to until when he told you so. “you’re not being a good maid, but I’m sure the others told you about it” he said without taking his eyes off of you. He was monitoring every movement you made, studying every inch of your body, finding your weak spots and he was noticing how you were avoiding him. You shook your head in confusion, letting your hands fall next to your body before he spoke again. “well you shouldn’t be surprised dear” he stated and walked towards you.

Lips parted, tears forming in your eyes when you realized it was time for you to leave his bedroom and this job too. You knew you were doing your best for him, you were respectfully following every order he gave you, you adapted your daily routine to his as if the world was revolving around him and yes it was. Your life was revolving around his and you were used to it, you were actually liking it. You were serving your prince as anyone had done before but perhaps he wanted something more than that. “B- but my prince I always did everything you ordered me to” you said with a shaky voice but still avoiding his stare. “Please don’t fire me” you finally cried looking at the marble floor underneath your feet. You felt his smirk forming on his face without even looking at him but you couldn’t tell if he really wanted to fire you or play one of his mischievous games with you too.

“uh I love hearing you begging me” he whispered next to you ear and you unconsciously squeezed your thighs together hiding how badly you wanted to feel his hands on your body but your mind was supposed to be blank, without any thoughts, especially dirty ones with a member of the royal family. “You see why you’re not being a good maid, because you’re hiding yourself” he walked around you, moving his fingers down to your naked shoulders before he reached your covered arms. You let out a silent moan when his fingers reached to your neck and moved to your lips. “Tell me pet, what are you hiding uh?” He whispered you and kissed your neck. You couldn’t help it but moan louder, biting your lower lip when his mouth sucked on you. “N- nothing” you squeezed your thighs together again and that’s where Loki wanted to go. He wanted to slide between those soft thighs of yours because he knew you were dying for him to do so. You dreamed about this so many times that you’ve lost the count. Every time you walked in his warm bedroom you imagined yourself laying next to him, pleasuring him when he came back from a mission or maybe just a party. His hands reached to the silky and smooth material of your dress that was softly wrapping your body and pulled it down to your feet, exposing your body to him.

“is this what you are hiding?” He asked moving his body closer to yours and causing you to hit his bed with your legs before he laid you on it. You finally looked at him and you felt your folds dripping wet already, wetting your panties at the thought of what was he going to do to you. “your majesty” you cried out when his lips explored every inch of your body: he kissed your neck and made his way down to your chest before tossing your bra away and exposing your breasts to him, he kissed them both until he reached to your thighs and opened your legs in front of him. “this is what you’re hiding to me pet” he whispered and took your panties away, exposing yourself to him, exposing your private parts to your prince who you respectfully served for months now. “Oh my prince” you moaned out when two of his fingers immediately entered your slit and circled you so well that you were going to cum right there without any effort. “gods you’re so wet my dear, is this because of me?” He asked knowing what your answer was going to be. “Y-yes my prince” you moaned and arched your back when another finger slide inside you. “stay still little one, I don’t wanna hurt you” he said preparing your body for what was coming.

He kept circling your clit, hitting your highest spots and your wetness only helped his fingers to slide smoother and faster inside you. Loki’s cock was already pushing against his leather trousers at the sound of your wet cunt around his fingers and when you squeezed them a soft groan escaped from his lips. “I- I need to-“ you couldn’t even form a full sentence because his fingers never stopped working inside you and you never felt this good in your entire life. “such a desperate slut, you really thought I didn’t know how badly you were craving for this? you didn’t even stop me” Loki was literally degrading you and you should’ve told him to stop, to leave you alone perhaps but it was turning you on even more. You were barely breathing when he spanked your ass with his free hand. “Look at me” he ordered you and you did so. “Good girl” he smirked before kissing your lips while his fingers were proudly working inside you causing you to cum over and over again.

You moaned into his mouth when his fingers left your dripping cunt and the feeling of being filled vanished behind your mind. “Stay still” he whispered and kissed your lips again. With a snap of his fingers Loki made his clothes disappearing from his body and you couldn’t help yourself from staring at him. Every inch of his body turned you on: his broad shoulders above yours, his marble chest right in front of yours was the smoothest thing you’ve ever seen and you didn’t even dare looking lower because you knew how close you were to cum again and just the thought of it made you feel close to your edge again.

“Please” you moaned holding his arms with your small hands next to you. “we have a begging slut here don’t we?” He asked and with a smooth move he flipped you on your stomach. Your face was sinking into the soft pillow and your bare chest was gently pressed on the clean sheets of his bed. “Be a good whore and take what your king gives you” he whispered you before sliding his whole length inside you. You loved how he identified himself as a king and not a prince. He surely was a prince, he was prince for Asgard but for you he was more than that. He was your king and you were just his play thing for tonight. You moaned out and held yourself on the bed, hiding your whimpers into the pillow. His cock was throbbing with precum and once he almost slide it out of your dripping cunt he pushed it all inside you again, hitting spots you didn’t even know you had. Tears were forming in the corner of your eyes when his pace increased and his hard cock kept hitting you. “I- please” you cried trying to hold your pain back and focus on the pleasure only even if it was hard to ignore. “what is it pet? You cant take me?” He asked you sliding even harder. You’ve never seen him like before. He used to be quiet most of the times, teasing you sometimes when you were around but tonight something has changed.

You were a moaning mess beneath him. Your hips were bucking against his and your walls clenched around his cock so tight that you almost thought he wouldn’t escape you. “My- my prince i- I need to” The sound of your wet slit only caused e Loki to slide even faster and your words were barely audible at this point. “Such a desperate whore you are little thing, can’t even talk because I’m fucking her, look at you” he whispered next to your ear. His voice only turned you on even more and lead you close to one of the many orgasms you were reaching. “Oh please” you cried out again and squeezed his hard length inside you. “Let me use you for a bit more darling” he kissed your neck and left red marks all over you shoulders and back too. His hands were firmly holding your hips, sliding them down to your butt cheeks and reaching to your soaking clit. Your juices were already falling down your thighs and your only desire was feeling Loki’s warm seed inside you, filling you up as he never did to anyone else before. His pace increased when he felt your walls clenching around his thick cock and you let out a loud moan when he finally hit your favourite spot. “Wanna cum little one?” He asked biting your neck and you could’ve feel his smirk and teeth on your soft and pale skin.

You weren’t able to form a complete sentence, not even nodding. Your muscles were locked down while Loki was deeply thrusting into you. “Cum for me princess, show me how well you can milk your king’s cock” it didn’t take you long to reach to your orgasm and tears feel down your cheeks when your tight cunt squeezed his hardness and milked out his godly seed inside you. “this little tight cunt of yours is perfect for me do you know that?” Loki never stopped his pace inside you, causing you to cum a few more times before falling on his bed completely senseless and still trembling. “you were so good little one” He said placing your hair behind your ear and caressing your lips with his fingers.

You feel asleep between Loki’s bedsheets until when the sun hit the marble floor of his room and you realized it was time for you to leave your prince’s bedroom and get back to your usual work. You stared at him for a bit, admiring his features and remembering what he was capable to do to you which caused you to squeeze your thighs together and bite your lower lip. His dark hair was framing his perfect face, his lips tasted like heaven when you got the opportunity to kiss him. You softly placed a kiss on his cheek and tried to stood up from the bed but his warm hand held your wrist right when you were about to move out his bed.

“I never told you to leave little one” Loki smiled when you fell back into the bed and he wrapped his arms around your body. “But I need to get ready” you tried to hide your laugh and relax your body while his fingers were tickling your delicate skin. “There’s no need to” he kissed your lips and slide his tongue into your mouth. It was a different kind of kiss this time and you couldn’t tell what made you think that, perhaps there were some feelings that you both were sharing in between.

“you need to rest” he kissed your forehead and covered your naked body with the green silky sheets of his warm and soft bed. You said nothing but stared at him covering you and caressing your arms. You were devoted to him and this kind side he was showing you was something you’ve never seen in him before. Maybe you were falling in love with him, or perhaps you’ve always been.

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Sorry I didn’t know how to finish this lol!! Feel free to like, comment or reblog it. Also, if you have any requests just ask me, I’ll be glad to have some suggestions or prompts.

[lokiforever]

🖤 Love in the Dark 🖤

•Intro

•Series Masterlist

Mafia! Loki x Fem! Reader

Chapter 1

➡️

The Girl He Saved

As he cut the phone he was in a great hurry and was practically fuming. "What's wrong?" you mused "It's none of your concern" he blankly said and stood up "Your arm- the stitches are not as necessary but you must disinfect it" "It'll be fine" "But-" "I. SAID. It. Will. Be. Fine" he firmly answered and left the room before stopping to say "Issac will show you the room. Eat something."

Once he was off to God knows where the same guy from earlier entered the room. He showed you your room and gave you dinner.

After having dinner you took a shower and changed into what seemed to be Loki's t-shirt, it was already placed on the bed when you entered the room and hell, it was so comfortable.

The sleep you had that night seemed to be the best you had in a month. That was untill you woke up in the middle of the night because of the nightmares. Now, those are the side effects of being kept hostage.

You were panting heavily, a thin layer of sweat covered your body and your throat was drier than the desert. Checking the time, you noticed that it was 3am. You got up from the bed to fetch some water for yourself for which you had to go downstairs....

As you took your glass of water from the kitchen, you heard the main door opening. You grabbed the nearest object for your defence which was a spatula and stood in a defensive stance. As the door opened you were relieved to see that it was Loki.

The sleeves of his black shirt were rolled up, a few top buttons undone. His hair were tied up in a loose man bun , some stary inky black tendrils coming in perfect contrast of the porcelain skin of his face. He looked Godly as the dim light caressed his face.

He walked towards the kitchen as he heard the shuffling noise and found you there instead. He let out a small chuckle "Were you planning to hit me with that spatula?" Your face immediately turned beet red "I uhh... i didn't know it's you.... it's freaking 3 in the morning." "And pray tell what were you doing at 'freaking 3 in the morning' ?"

"I...I came to get water" you felt his eyes run up and down your frame and that was when you realised that you were literally standing there in his t-shirt. Just his t-shirt. Sure it was long enough to cover but still....

"My clothes suit you quite well, darling" he said with a smirk. This caused you to turn even redder...if that was possible. "Did you eat dinner?" you asked changing the topic. There was a flicker of surprise on his face before he masked it "I- no. No, I didn't" he said

"Seriously? Wait, I'll make something for you. What do you want to have?" you asked him. "It's fine, I'm not hungry" he said "No it's not. What was the last meal you had and when?" "Uhh..I had lunch at....1" he answered.

You raised your brows "Do you even realise how wrong it is to go hours without meals? And it's been more than 12 hrs since your last meal.".....no response. "Now you sit here, I'm bringing you something to eat. Yes or yes?" he playfully rolled his eyes and said "Ok, ok, fine" putting his hands up in mock defence.

You made him some grilled cheese with tomato soup and served him on the dining table. "Loki... it's ready" you called him cuz he was not there, he said he was going to take a bath before you started cooking.....so now he must have finished.......

Your thoughts were stopped midway as you saw him coming downstairs without much clothes.....all he was wearing was a pair of sweatpants. His black curls were dripping from the shower as the water droplets grazed his strong, muscular body.

"I'm here, darling" he said in his unfairly arousing, spicy, delicious, sexy, hot, amazing voice.

"Have a seat, your meal's ready." you said with a smile. He graciously sat on one of the chairs of the dining table. "What about you? Are you not joining me, darling?" said he "I already had dinner" you replied "Oh, come on. Join me." he said "Loki-" "No, you're joining me. Now." he said in a tone which didn't leave much to argue.

So, you took a seat beside him. "How's your arm?" "It's fine" "Did you disinfect it?" "Uhh....." "You didn't, did you? Where's the medical kit?" you asked him. "I don't remember exactly...uhh..- no - wait, it's in my bathroom, in the top right shelf"

"You eat your food, I'll bring it"

As he yook the first bite, a moan of satisfaction slipped his lips.

"Mmm, this is scrumptious, Y/N! It's the best I've ever had on midg- Earth. It's wonderful." he heartfelt words made you blush "Thank you so much, Loki. I'm glad you like it" " 'Like' is an understatement, darling. I love it" you thanked him and smiled.

"I'll just go and bring the medical kit" you stood up and went towards his room, upstairs. "There's one in the guest room too" he called after you, so you chose to bring the one from the guest room.

After getting the kit you went back to where Loki was. "You can eat, it's on your left arm so it won't bother if I disinfect it even while you're eating." "Ok" he extended his arm towards you and you started disinfecting it.

Once it was done you dressed the wound. You looked at him after it was all done only to find him looking at you intently "What?" you asked "Nothing" he said averting gis gaze back to his plate. "It's done" you said referring to the now dressed wound. He gave you a little nod "Thanks" he said.

By now it was 5 am and your sleep was long gone. "Are you going to sleep?" you asked as Loki stood up "Yes, I am. Are you?" "Uhh ....no, I'm not sleepy anymore" "What will you do, then?" "I dunno" "You can go to the library or watch some movies if you want. The library is upstairs" "Sure, thanks"

You went to the library after he went to bed.

"Issac will show you the room. Eat something"

Sitting in the car he dialled a number "Handle him. I'll be there in a moment. He better not escape, for if he does, I swear I'll kill you"

In less than ten minutes, he reached the spot and barged inside, banging the doors open. He was fuming. "Master- " one of his men started but he stopped him and strode straight towards the captive .

"You thought you would spy on me and I wouldn't know? How mudane" he chuckled darkly. He took out a dagger and placed it on the boy's throat "Now, you have two options: tell me everything I ask or die" he said pressing the dagger closer .

"I-I w-w-will tell you . Please spare my life. Please. I will tell you whatever you ask" the boy meekly said, trembling with fear. "Wise decision, agent"

"You will tell me everything about you master. Every .Fucking .Thing."

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Loki's POV

(time: when you were dressing his wound)

I knew she is trouble. I knew it when I saw her in nothing but my t-shirt. I knew it when I sensed the care and concern in her voice. I knew it.

Her nimble fingers tended to my wound so gently. She looked so determined, so concentrated. When I first saw her I didn't know why I did what I did. I didn't know why I brought her here. I didn't know why I seemed to.......care...for her .....no, this is not normal. She's just a stranger. I should not let these things cloud my judgement. Not again.

"What?"

(Three days in)

In these three days you got to know a little about Loki. He didn't talk much. Only when necessary. He completely avoided any sort of physical contact and remained either outside the house or in his room. He didn't seem overly friendly but he had a good heart. You knew it deep down.

Today, as you both were on the breakfast table he got a call. He saw the contact name and exited the room while you ate your breakfast.

"Mr. Laufeyson, that girl, Y/N......" the man on the phone said .

"What about her, Barnes?"

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[space-mermaid-writing]

The witchling and the god [Loki x Witch!Reader] Chapter 1

Summary: The Avengers were looking for someone to help Loki fit in with the team. To become socially acceptable, so to speak. He had been given the choice of sitting in a cell in Asgard or serving some sort of community service probation on Midgard. The Avengers and Shield both felt that as long as Loki was on Earth, he should be under supervision.

This is now your job. Why? Because you’re a witch. You’re not sure why this qualifies you, but here you are, giving it a shot. What could possibly go wrong?

Tags: Witch!Reader, Magic, Witches, slow burn, everybody lives in the tower, character development, Loki‘s redemption, Stephen Strange is a friend, Loki and Stephen are frenemies, Tony Stark is a good bro, kids love Loki, Tony has stupid nicknames for everybody, eventual smut

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Chapter's Note: Well, here it is! A brand new Loki x Reader series. It's finished on paper and will be updated regularly. New chapters every Saturday. As always: thanks to my lovely beta @zaria-04

Chapter 1: You have my attention

You flash your brand new work badge at the SHIELD agents that greet you after you step out of the elevator. They also take a look in your bag, but find nothing they don’t like and let you pass.

The next door leads you into one of the large suites of the Avenger Tower. It’s an open room concept: a luxury living room with a kitchen, a dining area and a bar. There, one of the walls is one giant window with a magnificent view over the city.

There are several doors into the private rooms. The two Asgardian princes live in the suite, but you see neither of them. You take a quick glance at your watch, and see that you are on time.

"Hello?" you call out questioningly to the room as you walk through it. There's no answer.

You place a bag from a bakery on the coffee table. Everyone likes pastries, right? And it's still early enough that it could count as breakfast.

Then you sit down on the couch and wait. For this occasion you've chosen a smart casual outfit with pants and a beautiful blouse. Not quite the style you normally prefer, but it fits the job and the city.

You somewhat wonder what you are doing here.

A few days ago, Stephen Strange contacted you with a request for a job. They were looking for someone to help Loki fit in with the team. To become socially acceptable, so to speak.

He had been given the choice of sitting in a cell in Asgard or serving some sort of community service probation on Midgard. Probably neither option had appealed him much, but as far as Thor had let slip, ‘unworthy people were still more bearable than the stern presence of father’ – Loki’s words

In any case, the Avengers and Shield both felt that as long as Loki was on Earth, he should be under supervision.

Strange asked you because they were looking for someone from outside, preferably someone with skills. The Sorcerer Supreme himself doesn't have the time or inclination to deal with this. But he recommended you because he seems to think you're quite good at dealing with people.

This elicited an amused snort from you, because you've spent the last decade in a small cottage in a remote part of Europe, meeting people only when work requires it.

But apparently the Avengers were desperate enough that they invited you in for an interview anyway. You got a plane ticket emailed to you, which merely elicits another laugh from you.

On the day of the interview, the door to Tony Stark's office suddenly lit up as you stepped through.

"I take it you're the witch Doctor Wizard told us about?" He greeted you with raised eyebrows.

"And you are the flying tin man," you replied just to tease him.

He took an instant liking to you and that was a good foundation for this job interview. He explained to you the details of what this was all about.

"We need someone who tries to understand him, if that is even possible. Some kind of responsible contact person. Preferably someone who won't be easily intimidated by him."

"A babysitter," you summarized.

"Babysitter, friend, chaperon. Call it what you will, Sabrina. So far, Loki has been too unpredictable and therefore a threat. Thor can't be by his side 24/7. Besides, the relationship between the two isn't always the best either. If you're successful, we'll be all eternally grateful. And, of course, there's hard cash money in for you."

"I don't know if I can make a difference," you admitted, "You can't change people just like that."

He didn't seem to hold it against you and merely shrugged.

"It's worth a shot. I won't hold it against you if it doesn't work. We're just running out of options here."

That did make you a little curious.

"What else did you try?" you asked.

"A lot. So… yeah. It can only get better."

He offered you a drink, but you declined. You took the job, because you were curious. It was not everyday you get the chance to meet Norse gods.

If they would show up, that is.

You wait an hour before you get up and leave. You leave the paper bag, otherwise there is no evidence of your visit. As agreed, as soon as you're back in the elevator, you call Stark to give him a report.

"You lasted longer than I thought, Sabrina," he greets you, right after the first ring, as if he had waited for your call.

"That would probably be more impressive if Loki had actually shown up," you reply, giving him a brief summary of your less than eventful meeting.

"According to Jarvis, Loki hasn't left the floor," Tony notes after a brief pause. "It's a game for him. Everything is."

"Well, I've got time. And honestly, I'm not complaining when I get paid for just sitting there," you say with a shrug.

"That's the spirit. See you tomorrow, Sabrina." You guess Tony really likes giving nicknames.

You leave the elevator and walk through the corridors. Tony has given you the key card to a room where you can make yourself at home. Not that you plan on staying here outside of your job hours, but it's nice to have a retreat where you can be undisturbed. Plus, you can set up a permanent portal to your home there. It's easier and faster than having to open a new one every time.

The door to your room is in the middle of the hallway and you can recognize it only by its number, because they look all the same. You hold the key card in front of the scanner and with a short ‘beep’ the lock opens.

You step inside. The room looks like a spacious hotel room. In the front there is a small sitting area with several armchairs. A work desk is facing the wall. Further back is a queen sized bed and on the wall opposite is a dresser with a TV. Everything is in neutral colors.

You see two more doors. One leads to a modern, bright bathroom, while the other to a walk-in closet. You choose the latter to set up your portal. You take chalk out of your bag and draw runes on the door frame, muttering words softly. It's a complicated pattern, but over the years you've memorized it. You always know your way back home.

After you have made the last line and said the last word, the chalk lights up briefly and burns into the frame. You touch a specific rune and open the door. On the other side you see the kitchen in your cottage.

Satisfied with your work, you step home.

~~

The next morning you walk at the same time into the suite of the Asgardian princes. And you are greeted by the same picture as the day before: a seemingly empty apartment.

"Hello?" you call out questioningly, announcing your arrival. Even if you are sure that you haven’t gone unnoticed.

Again, you get no answer.

On the coffee table is still the baker's bag you picked up yesterday and when you look inside, you see that the contents are untouched. As if no one had been here in the meantime.

"It’s very nice of Stark to send me a new pet toy," you suddenly hear a deep voice. It sounds like a dark velvet cloak wrapping around your shoulders. Not comfortable and relaxing, but heavy. As if it wanted to capture you and never let go.

The voice sounds so close behind you that you whirl around in surprise, your hands clenched into fists.

In front of you stands Loki, grinning amused at you. This is exactly the kind of reaction he wanted to evoke. He wears Asgardian clothes: dark trousers that seem to be made of leather or a similar material and a wraparound dark green tunic , decorated at the edges with fine golden lines. Everything fits perfectly, as if it were tailor-made for him.

You draw your brows together and your expression turns cool. You hate being startled like this.

"I'm not a toy," you clarify. Thankfully, your words sound more confident than you feel. Your heart is still pounding up to your throat, but you try to calm it down with a deep breath.

"My name is-…"

"I don't care," Loki interrupts you, seeming almost bored. "You won't be here for long anyway."

What a nice greeting.

Loki's eyes scrutinize you closely, wandering down your body and back up again. Outwardly, he can't see any trace of fear on you. Just maybe a hint of discomfort because he's standing in your personal space.

"You're different. What are you? Another PR agent? A SHIELD agent? A psychiatrist?"

His voice turns to liquid oil running down the back of your neck. It's like he's trying to make you slip so you'll make a mistake. He takes another step toward you, but you don’t retreat. Instead you look up at him, almost defiantly.

Your fingers next to your body are tense, ready to defend or even attack should he venture any further. But you don't intend to let him upset you so easily.

"Neither," you reply shortly, breaking eye contact now to circle the coffee table. You sit down at the same spot as yesterday and invite Loki with a gesture to sit down as well.

He ignores this invitation. "What are you then?” he demands to know instead.

"Does it matter?" You cross your legs and tilt your head. "I thought I wouldn’t be here for long anyway."

Loki eyes you again, but this time with more interest. You imagine to see the corners of his mouth twitching upward minimally as he finally sits down on the couch.

"You have my attention."

That's a start. The beginning of a normal conversation. You just have to play your cards right. You pull out a small notebook and a pen from your bag.

"Do you prefer to be called Mr. Odinson or Mr. Laufeyson?" you ask the Asgardian.

Immediately, his face darkens. "I despite both," he hisses.

You don’t press into details. "So just Loki?"

"'My Prince' or 'Your Highness' will do."

He grins slyly, showing his white teeth. It's like the smile of a snake about to lunge forward and bite. His whole attitude is like someone who is used to making everyone jump at his every command. You make a little note in your book.

Spoiled brat.

"I understand that you are Asgardian Royalty but I don't care about titles or ranks. How about Mr. Loki?"

It annoys him that you don't react to him. "How would you like it if I called you ‘my little pet’?"

"I wouldn't like that."

"If you say so, pet."

This is going to be a long day.

"I think it's quite fitting,” Loki smirks.

You look at your watch. "Well, it was certainly nice to meet you, but I'm afraid I have to go."

You actually don't but you have enough of Loki for one day. If anything his presence is draining. You heard what he can be capable of and even though you're not afraid, you're still on guard. After all, you've been walking this earth for some decades and you're not reckless.

You rise and Loki nods to yesterday's bakery bag, still untouched on the table. "Your offerings have not found favor with this god. Take them with you. I don't want them. Make an effort next time."

You are exceptionally calm as you turn around to him one last time. "I will make as much of an effort as this god deserves."

The door closes before you can hear his answer.

So that was the famous, infamous God of mischief. You don't wonder why so many people seem to have quit this job after only a few days. He is intense. But at least he showed up today and you were able to talk to him. You count that as a success.

You send a short report to Tony as you take the elevator up. There is an area that has been described to you as a general location in the tower. Curious about it, you head there.

It's on the upper floors and turns out to be a large lounge with access to an outdoor area. There are several couches, a large bar and a stunning view of the city.

Through an open passageway, you see a kitchen area. There, you look through the cabinets for a bowl to put the pastries from the bag. Just because Loki doesn't want them, it’s no reason to throw them away. You take one for yourself and put the rest at the bar for everyone.

~~

Your cottage is located in the middle of nowhere, a good distance away from the nearest village. There are a few small trees around it and it is bordered by berry hedges. In the back you have several herb beds, which you always take care of diligently.

The house itself is not very big, but it is enough for you. The main room is a large kitchen, where you spend most of your time. Even now you are standing there. Around you float several bowls and a whisk that moves by itself, stirring a batter.

You open one of the many cabinets at the wall and search the compartments for a particular jar. Most of it is sorted alphabetically, because otherwise you would lose track with all the ingredients and supplies you store here.

"Caterpillars, caramel chicken beaks… ah, cocoa."

You pull out a jar of brown powder and add a few spoonfuls to the bowl with the spinning whisk.

Cooking and brewing potions are often not so different. You just have to be careful which pot you use for what.

Today you're baking, because spurred on by Loki's words, you want to bring him something he'll like. Normally, such challenges don't interest you, but in this case it's different. Last time you brought him something from a baker. This time he will get something from your own kitchen. And you'll be damned if he doesn't like it.

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