#loki stories

[donaweasley]

The Situation

Pairing: Loki x Fem!Reader

Plot:

A little foodgasm turns into a long-awaited confession. (Not much of a plot, really. Just some lazy writing.)

Warnings: Fluff, silly writing

Read time: ~9 mins

It was the weekend. As was her routine for weekends, (Y/N) woke up late and dragged her feet into the kitchen to get breakfast. Just as she had expected, everyone else had gone about their business, leaving the kitchen empty for her. Well, almost empty.

She found the God of Mischief gathering ingredients for his tea. Now, Mr. Mischief here had never tasted tea in Asgard but as soon as he “discovered” it, as he loved to put it, no one could step in between him and his favourite beverage. And, as one would expect, he was very particular about it. So, he was usually found preparing his own cup.

“Hey!” (Y/N) greeted Loki with a stifled yawn - one that ultimately wriggled its way out of her sleepy mouth.

“Lady (Y/N),” he gave a brief nod.

Loki loved the quietude of the weekends. Although there was hardly any difference between the days of the week in their profession, the team tried to get a glimpse of a normal life by allowing themselves certain well-deserved liberties whenever possible.

Now, the only other thing that Loki loved other than the calmness and the solitary reign in the kitchen was the quiet presence of (Y/N). There was something about her that he couldn’t really put a finger on but absolutely loved. He liked basking in her presence - that was all he knew, and he was satisfied with that, not wishing for anything more.

In the kitchen, he now observed her as her eyes wandered through the myriad of breakfast options, looking for something that would be delicious but would involve the least work.

Noticing her confusion, Loki offered to make her a cup of tea and a sandwich.

“I’d love that! Thank you!!” She chirped. “Actually, you do not need to go for all the stuffing for the sandwich. Just a spread will do.”

“Are you sure? It will not be a problem.”

“Absolutely! I simply lo…ove this!” She held a jar of Nutella in her hands.

Loki chuckled at her antics.

He was preparing tea, and slicing away the sides of the bread when he heard a moan from behind him.

What was that? Am I… Did I hear what I think I heard?

His eyes went wide, and body went rigid at the sound. Turning very slowly, he found her sitting on the other side of the kitchen counter, with the jar in one hand. The slow manner in which two chocolate-stained fingers were coming out of her mouth were no less than being pornographic. Her eyes were closed and her bottom lip was stained with chocolate.

As the chocolate spread over her tongue, a slight shiver ran through her. Another moan left her sealed lips.

Loki watched unabashedly as she dipped her fingers in the spread, and brought them to her mouth once more, licking them clean. Unaware of the reactions of his body, his own mouth opened slightly as he followed her actions.

The sharp whistle of the kettle brought both of them back to the real world with a jump. They stared at each other, unable to decide the right word or action.

Becoming suddenly aware of his “situation”, he swiftly turned his back towards her, and started fiddling with the slices of bread, his brain cells still trying to remember what he was doing with the food. The primary reason why he refused to meet her eyes was the slight discomfort in his sweatpants. And the way his mind was still reacting to her actions, he was unsure as to when he’d be able to face humanity again.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered.

It almost startled Loki. “Huh? Oh! No, no, it’s okay.”

“No, I am. It was...”

“Uncomfortable, I know, but-”

“Exactly! Everyone shares this jar. I shouldn’t have dipped my fingers in it like that. Shit!”

“What?” He almost turned but stopped himself before he faced her completely, and turned back to attend to the sandwich. And all this time, he thought that she noticed what she had done to him.

“Yeah, you know what? I’ll take this to my room. Will get a new one for the kitchen.”

Saying so, she hopped down from the stool, and moved to the sink to wash her hands.

“Let me help you,” she stood beside him.

Immediately, rather comically, Loki turned towards away from her. She looked at him with furrowed brows, trying to decipher the reason behind his weird behaviour.

“I...uh...You prepare the rest of the sandwich. I’ll be back in a minute.”

He didn’t trust his fate enough to walk to his room, lest he should bump into somebody on the way. Instead he chose to vanish into a green glow, leaving her with furrowed brows and with confused thoughts about what could have been wrong with him.

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She spent all day wondering why Loki had been refusing to meet her eyes or why he refused to train with her and complied only when she pestered him with questions. Or why a hint of red crept up his ears during the training. She blamed the latter on the adrenaline but even then it felt weird to see the flamboyant god act like a newbie at school.

Guess he’s disgusted with my actions. Damn!

It was only in the quiet of the night, in the comforts of her bed, when her exhausted body decided to retire and the subconscious mind decided to bring all her suppressed thoughts to the forefront, that she remembered - with much embarrassment - the vocal expressions of her love for Nutella. It did not need her a second more to comprehend their impression on Loki. Or to realise what impression she might have created on him.

They might have been living under the same roof for over a year but their relationship had not developed more than two not-so-talkative friends. And, yes, she might be having a not-so-little crush on him, which made matters worse for her.

While she screamed into the pillow at her mortifying state, Loki lay awake, staring at the ceiling, wondering how to approach her and apologise for his unintentional “behaviour”.

It was as if the Universe was conspiring against (or maybe for) them, for the next morning, they again found themselves face-to-face in an otherwise empty kitchen.

“Good morning,” Loki nodded in her direction.

“Good morning, Loki,” she replied, calmer than usual.

Both walked around awkwardly, passing things to each other and getting into each other's paths like two people who had caught each other red-handed at the same crime scene but had their reputations to maintain.

“Uhh…”

“I, uh…”

They both stopped.

“Well, I-” Loki resumed, “I think I’ll go first… I am extremely sorry for my behaviour. I should not have… Well, it just happened, and I…” He took a deep breath. “I hope you will be able to forgive me.”

“I’m sorry as well,” she smiled sheepishly. “I did not realise at first but later I understood how… well, obscene… it sounded… But it’s okay. I don’t think you should apologise for behaving awkwardly. I mean, had I been in your place, I would have probably laughed at myself and tried to avoid myself all day.”

Loki was confused. That wasn’t why he apologised. Did that mean she had no idea why he had to teleport to his room? Oh!

This newfound realisation gave him the confidence that had slipped away before her.

“I mean,” she was babbling, “sometimes I get carried away. I’m over-animated most of the time. And sometimes I just… Ugh! That was so embarrassing! I don’t think I’ll ever forget-”

“It was cute.”

“Huh?” The trickster’s words put a sudden halt to her train of words.

“I think it was cute. It was… different. You express yourself in a different way. It is… impressive, I would say.”

“Oh. I- Well… Thank you?”

“Thank you,” he replied, “for trusting me enough to let yourself go in my presence.”

“Of course, I trust you! I trust you with my life!... I mean, we are partners, right?”

The god of lies could see through her masquerade. There was more to it than she was revealing.

“Is it only because we are partners?” His perceiving eyes and signature smirk now cut through her like a dagger.

“Uh… we have been living together- I mean, under the same roof for pretty long now. Of course, I would trust you with everything.”

“Everything?”

“Y-yes. Almost. Why n-not?”

He remained quiet for a while. His probing eyes and silent smile was killing her. She kept on praying that her flustered state may somehow be veiled from the god of mischief. As if the day before wasn’t enough, she was now on the brink of spilling her feelings to him.

Finally, he said, “I am grateful. Thank you!”

Sending him a relieved smile, she was just about to leave the kitchen when Loki asked her to stop.

“I have a gift for you,” he said, “as a token of my gratitude… Since you love this Midgardian dessert so much, I think it is only fair that you have one that reminds you of me every time you have it.”

A jar of Nutella appeared amidst a green glow on his palm. The smile on his lips was genuine but she could very well read the mischief written in his eyes. Her heart was doing somersaults as she took it from him.

What did he even mean? Was it an innuendo? Is he hitting on me? Oh God!! Is he hitting on me? Wait, does he think of me as a slut? Shit!! All those stupid noises! He definitely thinks I’m a slut! No!!

“(Y/N),” Loki’s deep voice pulled her away from her mental debate. “You are a nice woman, a very beautiful, kind and good person. Do not let anybody think of you otherwise. So,” he stepped a couple of steps forward, “never make those beautiful sounds again in front of anybody… unless it is before me.”

He rasped the last few words in her ear, sending shivers through every corner of her body.

“You are safe with me. I will always take care of you. In every way. Only. You.”

Loki looked into her eyes before leaving the kitchen with his cup of tea. (Y/N), on the other hand, leaned against the counter, her neck and ear sizzling from his breath, her body limp from his words.

Any shred of doubt that she had, had evaporated. She had finally realised.

“Oh my god!!”

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The weird thing is, that situation with Nutella is an absolutely real incident that (ahem) I had created. It was during the lockdown, I was enjoying the delicious made-in-heaven spread in EXACTLY the same way as described, only to realise (around 10 mins later) that I was leaning against an open window. And there are other apartments close by.

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[visionsofmagic]

― being the God of Mischief’s favorite human [chapter 4]

a/n: you will see a little jealousy of Loki, just a little bit but it is just beginning of his jealousy. i love making him jealous, so…. and i love our baby thor! so, be ready for his parts as well.

also, do you want to see Loki’s pov? i am planning to write in his pov in the following chapters. so, i hope you will like it! Enjoy!!!

(+bonus note: the chapter is not very long but next one will be.)

word count: 1.4k

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“I don’t want to be sound I don’t believe you my lord but your statement can not be true. It is impossible.” Your voice trembled slightly at the possibility that what Thor was saying might be true even if a situation in which a God fall in love with a human happens one in a thousand. It feels impossible but the little possibility makes you feel great especially when the God in this situation is Loki and human is you. The fact that these words came from Thor, the brother of Loki made your hope increase. Thor is the one who the only person Loki seriously respects and loves even if he doesn’t show it at all. So, you looked with hopeful eyes at Thor. You wanted him to oppose you after you said that it is impossible for Loki to fall in love with you.

“No, it is possible and it is happening.” He laughed, “Don’t tell me I don’t know my brother well. I do know him well.” He opened his arms a little bit, “Everybody knows it!”

You nodded your head. “Yeah, everybody knows it but –“ You stopped speaking. You are not ready to tell it aloud, in front of Thor especially. Instead, you leaned to the closed door. “But – “ you tried to continue but you couldn’t. Thor took a deep breath before scratching his bright yellow and brown mixed beard in a thoughtful posture. You wondered what he was thinking because you know that he is a man of action rather than thinking.

You stood in your place quietly, letting him think in silence. After some minutes, he turned to you with a big smile, “I thought something that will make you believe my word because you know I always say the truth. So come with me.” You nodded and followed him. “Yes, my lord.” He opened the door wide open and you two stepped into the great corridors of the palace. You always like Asgard and the palace that you stayed in. The palace has great corridors and rooms. Each artifact made ingeniously filled the palace like the rest of Asgard. Especially the garden of the palace is the definition of beauty for you. ‘After Loki of course’ You shook your head and you got angry with yourself inside your brain because your brain began to talk nonsense. You took your eyes off from the greatness of the palace’s corridors that you passed with Thor in order to focus on the God in front of you because you wondered the place that you were going.

“My lord –“

“Please, don’t say ‘my lord’ to me again. It feels old. Just say Thor. It will be enough.”

You said, “Okay.” in a low tone. Then, you tried to touch his arm, “But can you please tell what we are going?”

He turned to you for a very short moment to say, “You will see.” He smiled widely. Then, he began to walk really fast while passing long corridors where the lights of the evening are reflected from the windows. You tried to catch him but he was really fast. You said, “My – oh, sorry – Thor – “ He didn’t hear you or he didn’t focus on you at that moment. The speed of his walks forced you to change your pace from walking to running in order to catch him. You were not looking what you were going anymore. Instead, you tried to stop Thor at his trail because your lung was really going to hurt. It was hurt to breath. Your weak legs seemed like they couldn't take it anymore. You opened your mouth to say something but without a chance to say anything, Thor stopped in front of a big door and his sudden movement made you to bump Thor’s huge back because of your pace. It felt like bumping a wall after running very fast. Your nose whined. You looked at Thor with confused face while holding your aching nose with your hand. He said door’s guards to open the door. “Follow me and act in harmony with me.” He didn’t turn to your side but you knew that he was talking to you. So, you nodded, “Okay.”

You thought whether it was okay to follow him or not. You didn’t know anything about what he was planning to do after entering the dinner room, you realized that after guards opened the door to reveal a huge the table adorned with various flavors of Asgard, and if it was a wise decision to listen him. However, you followed him anyway.

The people inside the dining room that came into your view made you sit still in amazement. Odin, the God of Gods and his gorgeous wife Frigga, and their special guests who has come from other realms looked at Thor who is stood right in front of you. Your angle of vision was limited due to Thor’s huge body in front of you but you managed to see all the people in the room, especially the one you didn’t want to see for a long time after he broke you into pieces; Loki.

He looked at you once. Just once. Then, he turned to the table and never looked at your direction ever again. The glance made you trembled. You were not ready at all. You were planning to stay away from him as long as possible, dealing with other business and trying to talk with him when you are ready but Thor didn’t give you any chance after getting you here. You immediately start to feel regret. It was a mistake to follow Thor, you thought. On the other hand, a voice in your heart made your hope grow. ‘Give him a chance. This will end good. Believe.’ Your own voice said in an innocent sound. You has listened that voice, waited for Thor to talk.

“Hello to my beautiful family and our special guests!” Thor opened his arms to greet his family and guests. Some of guests got up and hugged Thor with warm attitude. Thor is a God that nearly all of the friendly realms of Asgard liked. He hugged others as well. Finally, he remembered you before sitting his chair. Thor showed you to others which made you blush with the feeling of being in the center of the room suddenly. “My beloved friend, y/n.” He smiled. “I wanted you to meet with her because she is a special person for me.”

Thor stood behind you, holding your shoulders to introduce you to others. You tried to smile but all of the looks made you a little scared. Also, the obscurity of what Thor was trying to do wasn’t helping.

“Hi.” You said in a low voice, waved your hand lightly at them.

One of the guest, you couldn’t catch who was it, said, “Does the word ‘beloved friend’ refers to something special my young lord?” The voice belong to a lady was joyful and coquettish. Your eyes opened widely when you realized what the lady was trying to say; she was asking Thor if you were his girlfriend or not or something like that.

You tried to say something but the posture of Loki made you stop. He was looking at you directly now. You looked at him back, trying to understand his thoughts and feeling while studying his facial expression and posture. His face or body didn’t give you any hint. However, you knew him for a very long time and you saw his eyes shining with anger in them. You surprised at this. You began to wonder why he was angry or who he was angry to; you or Thor or both of you.

The voice that believed Thor about Loki fall in love with you said, ‘He is jealous. He really is. Look at his eyes!’

Other voice of your head that didn’t believe Thor said, ‘No, he is not. He is just angry because he said he doesn’t want to see you anymore and here you are, stood in front of him by disobeying him. That made him angry.’

You were torn between your two voices and they both sounded logical. ‘Ah, this is so fucked up!’

Thor chuckled rather than saying something about your real relationship. Instead, he took a chair for you and you sat down in silence. He sat down to your left as well. Now, both of you were sitting in front of the angry Loki and it would take you some time to fully understand why he was angry. ‘This will be a very long night.’ You said yourself. You were right. It will be a very long night for you.

love, rose. ♡  

[camilleflyingrotten]

Glorious Purpose

[mobius-m-mobius]

#the Nowhere Man who waits and the God of Stories who watches

[zehiiro]

Loki becoming the God of Stories - 02x06

I'm in shock. This was STUNNING! I'll need at least 2 months to wrap my head around it, I love it so much!

[Part 2][Part 3]

[parlapina]

I love middle age gays

[tardisdeancas]

what i want for Loki season 2 finale

[fla-t-line]

Lonely God

[prettydjarinsoloinspires]

anyway the person Loki went back to ultimately ask what he should do was Mobius.

the person who couldn’t continue the job they’d been doing for eons because it was too painful without Loki was Mobius.

the person who stood alone in the second to last shot was Mobius.

the person who’s voice Loki heard at the end of time was Mobius.

if you don’t think that’s winning i don’t know what to tell you.

give me painful, bittersweet, star-crossed lovers over nothing at all any day.

[dreamsuvivor]

I don’t think you all grasp the depth of the finale and the show as whole: Loki used to be a side chracter who was killed off several times and often used only as a comic relief, and now he’s one of the most important character in the whole mcu… His character arc is incredible, one of the best in the whole mcu.

And all some of you seems to care about is that your ship didn’t become canon. Are you kidding me?!

[bebx]

in the end, Loki sacrificed himself so the sun could shine on Mobius

it’s a tragic love story, but it’s still a love story

[valeron99]

Love will always be stronger.

[koresephone66]

based off of this post by @voulezvulcan

[ailendolin]

I think the main reason why Lokius makes sense to me is because at their core, Mobius and Loki are both lonely people who have been looking for a meaningful connection their whole lives and found it within each other.

Mobius is the first person who not only believes in Loki but fully embraces the mischievous side of him. He doesn't want Loki to change. He likes and accepts Loki just the way he is - something no one apart from Frigga, perhaps, has ever done.

Meanwhile Loki is the first person who listened when Mobius talked about the things he's passionate about. And not only that, he also remembers. He's helping Mobius live rather than just exist, thus giving him the opportunity to become more than a TVA agent.

Loki is Mobius's spark and Mobius is Loki's home, and no matter what story Marvel is trying to tell here, I think that's beautiful.

[mobius-m-mobius]

#my man was NOT subtle 🤣😉

+ bonus: message received 😅

[dubblebubbleibuprofen]

This is how I’m coping ok. It’s ok.