#loki of the jotum

[valstmblrart]

I want to feel the pain and the bitter taste Of the blood on my lips... again

Don't remember if i posted this, but here is my beloved son.

[theravenclawlover]

Could I make a request for Jotun Loki with a size kink?

Uh yes!!! Also, I’m using He/his pronouns for Loki bc i feel like Loki goes for He/They/She pronouns bc they’re gender fluid. Anyways, it felt right to use He/his pronouns for his Jotun form. Don’t ask me why.

Also, it’s kinda short but is a blurb lol

Warnings: +18, Minors DNI

Jotun!Loki x GN!Reader

alright, Loki changes their appearance all the time. And u you love every single one of them but…

Their Jotun form just makes you go feral

You always tell him that every part of him is beautiful but he knows you love his Jotum form a little more

And you always make sure to show him how much

You love the beautiful shade of blue his skin turns, its shine just as it appears on his human skin…it’s addicting.

You love the thick defined lines…licking them so slowly, dragging your tongue down them…

The way he MOANS when you do that…his eyes closing at the feeling, hands twitching, head slightly thrown back, lips parted, and the sounds he makes at such touch from you

If you’re obsessed, he’s worse

Bc this is the only time Loki is a 100% a sub

YOU are the one that praises him, tells him how beautiful he looks for you

He is a fucking mess, bc YOU—tiny human you—is on top of him, doing everything possible to see his taller, broader, and majestic self crumble

That’s why he loves when your hands grab his and begin to guide them on your body. He knows what you like, but there’s something sinful at seeing your small hands grab his big and heavy ones and have them dragging down your body to where you want them

But it doesn’t stop there…bc you want all of him but you make sure you’ve touched every single inch of his body. Make sure he’s incoherent in his pleads of more. Make sure his vibrant red eyes are looking at you full of want and lust

Only then you allow him to more

And he’s whining, moaning, grunting…EVERY single sinful sound out of his mouth goes along perfectly with that side of him

There’s nothing like having your smaller form completely render his taller form a mess of hormones by the end, but that’s your way of drilling how much you love him into his brain

[ansur]

Skadi. Una Jotum que fué a vengar la muerte de su padre a Asgard, pero acabó convirtiéndose en una Diosa, la diosa del invierno y si mal no recuerdo de la caza. Cuando apareció en Asgard con su furia, Odín para evitar un conflicto decidió casarla con quien ella quisiese para convertirla así en diosa con una única condición que debería elegirlo tan solo viendo sus pies. Al ver ella los pies mas bonitos pensó que podría ser Baldr pero nada más lejos de la realidad se trataba de Njörð, dios del mar con el que más tarde se separaría de mutuo acuerdo. También se cuenta que tuvo varios hijos con Odín y que no solo se la representa como Una diosa de Asgard a pesar de ser una jotum (como loki) sino también por los kenningars que la describen como una diosa en varias listas de Ásynjur. Olvidé mencionar que también para calmar la ira de la diosa hubo un acuerdo. Uno de los acuerdos con los dioses fue la aparentemente imposible tarea de hacerla reír. Para ello Loki se ató con una cuerda a la barba de una cabra y comenzaron a tirar cada uno hacia su lado, ambos chillando fuertemente. Luego Loki cayó en el regazo de Skaði y logró hacerla reír. La expiación con ella estaba completa. Como otra señal de buena voluntad, Odín colocó los ojos de Þjazi (padre de Skadi)en el cielo de la noche como estrellas. Por último esta diosa es representada como una mujer con rasgos de los Jotun, con piel como de escarcha, blanca como la nieve. Se le muestra cargando un arco y flechas, cubierta por un grueso abrigo de piel blanco y por ultimo acompañada de un enorme lobo blanco que la ayudan durante la caza.

[mischief-forhim]

Darling it’s cold outside, but it’s colder inside

Note: Hey reader, it's raining here so i came up with this: Loki showing you his frost giant side for the first time and just him scared and alone. Hope you like it, or leave some feedback! 

(p.s.) requests are open<3

Loki x reader

Words: 905

Warnings: none this is straight up fluff and tears

It’s pouring outside, you're alone in your bed. It's cold. The rain dripping off the window outside makes you feel extra chilled. It's always cold in the bed when he’s not home, there is no one there to hold on too and snuggle up to for warmth. You continue to stare out the window, rain, thunder, lighting, cold, wet, loud, comforting, blue. You hardly realize that Loki is now home and standing in the bedroom behind you, not trying to sneak up on you but just quiet by nature. Another clap of thunder sends chills down your spine and your breath hitches.

“Darling?” He asks. You jump and whirl around and catch his eyes, red, like blood, cold, harsh, he’s scared. You give him a warm smile and slowly get out of bed and walk towards him. You reach up to cup his face with your hands while standing on your tiptoes. 

“Your skin… is freezing” you say in a low tone pausing because you need careful words. You're not afraid of him, quite the opposite actually. Although you haven't told him. He moves away from you and walks to the other end of the room. “Loki?” He spins to face you. “What is it?” 

“Nothing darling.” He lies, you can hear it in his words. The god of mischief, a terrible liar, especially to you. “Loki.” You say this time, not asking. He looks directly at you, his eyes, red, still scared. He just shakes his head and quickly looks away. You carefully walk over to him and put a hand on his back. “Loki, please?” You ask again in a loving low tone. “I can’t.” He whispers. “It’s just me Loki. I’m here.” You rub your hand on his back and reach for his hand that the other was holding and pulling on the fingers. He looks at you again, his eyes, red, nervous, hurt. You grab his hand, cold. “I know darling, I just can’t hurt you…” he trails off lost in his own nightmare of a day dream. “Do you trust me?” you ask softly, tracing circles on his back. He’s pulled out of the dream. “ With my life but darling please…” he begs. “Then what does this change?” You ask again. He looks at you with tears in his eyes, red, scared, hurt, crying. “Everything.” He sighs. “It can't,” you say in return. “Loki, nothing you say is going to change the way I feel for you… ever.” Your tone is still low and lovingly, like a mother comforting a crying child. Tears stream down his face, you know Loki. Everything that's happened between him and his family, everything that’s hurt him, everyone who's hurt him. He confides in you which you love because you also confide in him. “I don’t have to say anything.” His tone is harsher, but not at you, the words. “Loki, please. Let me help you. Let me see you.” He turns to face you now and you see his eyes again, red, pain, scared, harsh, deep, cold. 

“I’m a monster” he looks directly into your eyes now like he’s staring into your soul. “That’s not true” you say, matching his tone. “You don’t know who I am.” he says and walks away from you to the other side of the room by the door. “ I know who you are to me.” You don’t move. “Loki.” 

“Darling?” He asks as if it’s for forgiveness. “Why are your eyes red?” You ask wanting answers. He uses his magic to phase back to ‘normal’ self. “Don’t do that.” you tell him. “Don’t do what?” He asks sarcastically. “You know damn well what.” You say. “Using your magic to avoid telling me whatever it is that is clearly going on.” You sound mad. You're not. Just concerned. “Loki.” He looks back at you with tears in his eyes again. “Please?” you ask him again softly. He looks down. His skin turns blue, and unique patterns of shades of blue and grey cover him. Narrow ridges outline the features on his face. His eyes, blood red, deep, scared, nervous, crying, hurt, in pain, cold, harsh. You walk towards him slowly, almost asking for permission to touch him. You reach your hands up to cup his face and his hands fall to rest on your waist. “I’m a monster.” he tells you again. “And I love you.” you say for the first time. He stares at you like he’s never been told this. “I’m a frost giant.” he tells you like he wants to change your mind. (because of the spell odin placed on him as a baby his cold skin is not harmful.)

“You're beautiful.” You say and pull his head down to kiss his forehead. Tears stream down his face. “I love you too.” He says and keeps staring into your eyes. You wipe his tears and kiss him. You trace your fingers over the patterns on his face while he just looks at you. You look up to meet his eyes, red, love, deep, no pain, still cold, soft, no tears, safe. 

-

You both climb into the bed and you are reminded of the coldness just before he pulls you close and you snuggle up against him for warmth. You look out the window at the rain dripping out the window and fall asleep to the sound of thunder, his breathing and the rhythm of his heartbeat. 

[worstloki]

can't stop thinking of that fanart when

don't know which you're talking about but please tell me it is about this one because same

[oh-so-heavenly]

he can carry me in his pocket if he wants to 👀

[creationsprotocol]

Reblog if you just can’t wait to see if there will be many scenes of Jotum!Loki at the new TV series.

[dilemmaontwolegs]

🌹

What about Loki and a hc for him being such a girl dad and absolutely loving it😌

Nawww I can’t unsee this now 🥺😍

- Loki loves princess day most of all, he will let his little girl chose the most outrageously over the top frilly dresses and not even bat an eyelid when she asks for her daddy to wear a matching one.

- Loki won’t even notice you watching as he in engrossed with the epic tale his little girl is telling, using his magic to recreate the fairytale of princesses fighting evil dragons.

- then she will innocently ask Loki if he can make her a little sister so she has another princess to play with, his eyes darting to yours with a yearning that set your soul on fire.

- Soon Loki would sit at the little play table, a tiny wee princess asleep in one arm as he poured the illusion of tea into three china cups, gently tapping his cup to his eldest daughters with a quiet cheers so they don’t wake the littlest.

- Loki would be his daughters biggest fans and support them through every stage of their life - including the ones deemed ‘girly’, he would make dramatic dashes to the grocery store for sanitary products, he would open the bifrost to pick them up from college if they felt home sick.

- there was a special place on Jotum for any man that broke their hearts and if it wasn’t for you he would have used it over and over.

[mariasvetlana]

Concept design from loki

Muse:mythology and marvel (mcu/comic) Loki

Moodboard

Fabrics

-Leather (black )

-Satin (emerald , black , silver and gold )

-Sheer (black and grey)

Additionals

-gloves (fingerless , long and short

-black nails

Casual

Formal:

Formal 2:

Bonus avant garde :jotum loki

[valgarus]

[kari-lokisdaughter]

Daughter of Mischief

Prologue

In the dead of night, light footsteps could be heard in the quiet house just outside of the city. The house was decrepit through and through. The furniture that was there was cover with sheets and the sheets covered in dust. The whole house was extremely cold from the late winter weather. It seemed as if no one had lived there in a very long time.

Except someone was there...

Aside from the footsteps, a woman was shouting angrily in a room upstairs. A baby cried as her mother shouted at her. Whatever the woman was saying, the poor thing understood and was upset. The footsteps of the stranger quickened when the woman threw something across the room. Something made of glass. Or rather, she broke a window because the stranger felt a chill as he hurried up the stairs. He threw the door open and the sight he saw both angered and frightened him.

In the room was actually a nursery. Or a poor excuse for one. There were no toys, no bottles, no books. Nothing for a baby except for the wooden crib. And even that was a poor sleeping area for it had no cushion soft enough for the crying child inside.

On the other side of the room stood the woman. Her once gentle curled dark hair was now a horrific mess. Her beautiful pale skin had scratches everywhere. And her once seductive gaze was one of an angry or frightened animal. On the stand beside her sat a small lamp, a bowl that once held food, and the missing baby bottle and formula. She held a baby monitor in her hand as if she were going to throw it. The stranger heard the exact same crying outside and realized that the mother threw the twin baby monitor out the window, which explained the sound of broken glass and the chill.

The woman screamed at the sight of him and snatched the baby up. The unfortunate child wailed at being touched by her wicked mother. The woman hissed at her to be silent and slowly went towards the broken window. "You won't have me! You won't! You've cursed me with this spawn of yours!"

The stranger did not move to stop her. He simply spoke in a smooth voice and held out his hands. "On the contrary, I have cursed the poor child with an unable mother." His hands glowed green and the baby was transferred into the safety of his arms. The girl immediately stopped crying, knowing she was finally safe.

The woman screamed again and turned to the window. "Never! I won't let you kill me!" She made to jump out the window but found herself frozen. She tried to move with everything she had but to no avail.

The stranger walked up to her and sneered. "Kill you? Oh no, my dear. For your crime against this innocent soul, you shall be tortured in the deepest parts of Helheim. There you will wish for death but it shall never come." With a flick of his wrist, the woman disappeared in a flash of green light.

Now standing alone in the nursery, the stranger looked down at the now sleeping child. He smiled kindly at her and waved his hand over her body. Her skin momentarily turned blue. That would be a problem if she couldn't control her appearance in the future. But Loki knew how to disguise his Jotum appearance well. He'd help his daughter do the same.

So the God of Mischief turned to the door carrying his offspring. He knew Odin's ravens would be on the lookout for the baby for rumors of her had started to float around. "Fear not, my dear." Loki assured his daughter. "I will never let any harm come to you. I swear upon the Nine Realms." Then Loki disappeared into the night...

[ao3feed-thorki]

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/2GxlSMB TheaTheCat

by TheaTheCat

Stay alive, stay alive for me.

“The sun will rise upon us again”

Aka The Author thought of twenty one pilots with this scene and I’m dead inside enjoy

Words: 567, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Thor - Fandom, Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Thor (Movies)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: M/M

Characters: Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Thanos (Marvel)

Relationships: Loki/Thor (Marvel), Loki & Thor (Marvel)

Additional Tags: Post-Avengers: Infinity War Part 1 (Movie), yeah thea is trying to cope, i sobbed in the theater, dead Loki, jotum loki, Angst, so much hurt, Crying, Death, Canon Compliant, Song fic, it reminded me of tøp :(, also this is the first fanfic I’ve wrote in 5+ years

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/2GxlSMB

[worstloki]

why Loki looked so sane when he just found out he was a jotum, but also why wasn't he in Agard ruling, didn't Odin fall into odinsleep?

i thought ruling asgard means waging war on the other realms...? correct me if i'm wrong but bor odin thor and hela- [GUNSHOT]

[not-close-to-straight]

Omg the frostiron wss adorable I love jotum loki and I love how tony loves it! All you're writings are awsome I have never read a storage from you thay I didn't like . You ate just perfection

Aw you’re sweet lol I love Jotunn!Loki too! I wish I wrote more of him, but I feel like a lot of Jotunn!Loki ends up being fairly non/con or like... in a slavery sort of setting? And most of that can be fairly ick lol

[osullivanml]

Truce

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2GxlSMB

by TheaTheCat

Stay alive, stay alive for me.

“The sun will rise upon us again”

Aka The Author thought of twenty one pilots with this scene and I’m dead inside enjoy

Words: 567, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Thor - Fandom, Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Thor (Movies)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: M/M

Characters: Thor (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Thanos (Marvel)

Relationships: Loki/Thor (Marvel), Loki & Thor (Marvel)

Additional Tags: Post-Avengers: Infinity War Part 1 (Movie), yeah thea is trying to cope, i sobbed in the theater, dead Loki, jotum loki, Angst, so much hurt, Crying, Death, Canon Compliant, Song fic, it reminded me of tøp :(, also this is the first fanfic I’ve wrote in 5+ years

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2GxlSMB