#loki x fem!avenger!reader

[s0ulsniper]

getting caught making out || avengers + loki

warnings: fem!reader, cursing, suggestive/spicy but never any actual smut, not really proofread

synopsis: making out with the avengers (separate) and getting caught, how they would react.

pairings: avengers (separate) x AFAB!reader

a/n: it's not just the og six by the way, gotta little carried away, also let's pretend there was a point peter lived with the rest of the avengers.

NATASHA ROMANOFF | n.r.

it was risky, up against the wall in one of the many training rooms. Natasha had been sparring with you, teaching each other tricks also. one thing led to another and nat was pushed up against you, hands roaming your body.

she knows very well how to control herself, but when it came to you she struggled. the frustration with it also didn't help any bit.

you felt her knee between your legs and her hand beside your head, it all made your brain go straight to mush. you didn't care about being caught or the consequences. all you cared about was making out with your girlfriend.

her other hand suddenly comes up to grip at your waist and push your hips even closer to hers even though it felt impossible.

the door of the training room creaks open to reveal an unamused Steve.

he apologizes profusely but scolds you guys for it being the 3rd time this week.

nat just smirks, still holding you in her arms.

"hey, we actually finished training this time. only thing wrong with this is-... well nothing." she laughs and Steve has nothing to say

he grabs his gym bag and walks off, annoyed as if he just found his kid doing something wrong.

when he finally left Natasha turned to you.

"now where were we?"

BUCKY BARNES | b.b.

unlike usual, you guys found a private spot to make out, figuring you learned your lesson on oblivious people catching you. the spot being his room in the tower, just a couple doors down from yours, peter's and wanda's.

you were on straddling him while he rested against the headboard, he couldn't get enough. especially after not seeing you for two days while you were out with tony, bruce and rhodey to some government complaint he could care less about.

he was pretty sure he heard something about the suits and concerning things made in the lab by you and Bruce. obviously they wanted to know about it because they wanted to be greedy and take from it.

they weren't successful at all, and you guys decided to celebrate.

it was already cold in the tower but there was a noticeable change in the temperature when bucky was close, human heater was one of his many nicknames.

but there was just something about the contrast of his body and his cold arm gripping at your hips.

"missed you so much..." he mumbles into your lips.

before you could respond there's a short knock on the door before it cracks open.

both of your heads whip to the side to see who's interrupted, peter standing in the doorway.

"oh- uh sorry Mrs. y/l/n and Mr bucky" he stutters out nervously before slamming the door shut, pattering footsteps heard running down the hall.

you burst into a fit of laughter and slump against bucky, your head falling to the crook of his neck.

"not one bit of privacy..." he complains, throwing his arms over your body and flipping you over.

"anyways..." he smirks.

TONY STARK | t.s.

even though you were cautious of it, he could care less. pushing you up against a counter in the lab. it was late, and Bruce was said to have gone to bed and continue in the morning, tony took it as a chance after not getting any good alone time with you in centuries it felt like.

"tony-... tony this is risky. what if Bruce comes back?"

he grumbles while he kisses down your neck, hand at either sides of your hips securing you against the counter.

"he won't, babe... plus the doors are locked."

you roll your eyes as if there weren't glass walls everywhere.

even though you were so against it, you couldn't help but fold at the way he kissed you so passionately.

you hear a sigh behind you and Tony look up.

"had to get my phone." you hear Bruce mumble awkwardly before walking away.

you hide your face in embarrassment and tony laughs.

"guess I should listen to you more often, huh?"

BRUCE BANNER | b.b.

it was a rare occurrence, but bruce was stressed beyond belief so you wanted to help him unwind.

you both lay in bed at the compound, lights off and a dimly lit tv playing a movie you both agreed on.

except it doesn't matter what the movie was, because you certainly weren't paying attention at all.

another thing you weren't paying attention to was the door opening and an unamused bucky in the doorway.

"hey lovebirds, tony told me to tell you guys that we've got a mission in two days and take the time to relax... have fun." he smirks and walks out.

you turn to Bruce and see him turned crimson with his face in his hands.

"well at least we have time to relax." you shrug.

"that doesn't change the fact of how embarrassing that is..." Bruce mutters. "I'm seen to be the professional one 24/7."

"not anymore!" you laugh and he couldn't help but smile.

STEVE ROGERS | s.r.

it was obvious eventually you two would be caught considering you were pushed into a small closet for 7 minutes in heaven.

you had to convince him to relax a little, and when he did... oh boy.

there wasn't much in the closet, a couple random jackets, supposedly Tony's because he apparently 'doesn't have enough room in his closet'... his closet is as big as your bedroom. you laugh at the thought, though.

"can't believe you convinced me into this..." he mutters between kisses, hands cupping your cheeks.

"guess I'm just that convincing..." you smile into his lips.

you feel the distance close between your hips at his attempt for friction, and his other hand pulling you against him even harder.

the closet door flies open and tony smirks at the sight, Steve's hair messed up and you pushed against the wall.

"not so innocent, huh Rogers?" he jokes, walking away for the next round.

"were continuing this later..." he whispers, his lips brushing your ear.

LOKI LAUFEYSON | l.l.

he wasn't ashamed for anyone to see, nor did he care. you were in a dressing room while shopping at the mall and he couldn't help but kiss your perfect face.

"you're so gorgeous, darling." he smiles at you, his hands moving up and down your waist and hips.

you loved how he always showed you affection, but he really went over the top at inconvenient times.

you turned to the mirror to observe the outfit you had picked and you loved it... so did loki.

you saw him lean down in the mirror to kiss your head, then down to your neck, right at your sweet spot.

" 'mon loki... we're in public."

he presses against you, feeling him smirk into your neck.

"were secluded in public, actually. darling you have nothing to worry about-"

knocks a heard from the locked door.

"um- could you guys please hurry up? every room is taken." a worker calls.

"I stand corrected." he laughs.

PETER PARKER | p.p.

aunt may had been out for the day running errands and peter called you over to watch a movie and hangout.

you both were laying on the couch, him on top of you, his head near your collarbone comfortably, a blanket messily dropped over the two of you.

he leaned in to kiss you, but came back for more and it led to him pressed against you and kissing your neck.

"you're so pretty..." he compliments and you pull him up to kiss you, feeling him bite on your bottom lip for access.

you kiss down to his neck, his bodyweight falling limp between your legs from the pleasure.

you hear a knock on the door and ned practically screaming to let him in.

he groans and gets up fully off you.

"why does this always happen..." he complains, kissing you once more on the temple before going to answer the door.

THOR ODINSON | t.o.

it was your birthday on asgard and thor obviously had to tell the entire civilization and invite everyone to your palace.

you found yourself being held by him, kissing passionately in the empty guest room.

you two were supposed to be greeting the guests and thanking them for coming but instead he wanted to truly show you how much he loves you.

"I am so grateful you are my queen, y/n." he praises.

his large hands find the sides of your neck and face to somehow pull you closer.

"thor we should really be out saying hello to everyone..." you insist.

"m'lady, I think everyone is too drunk to notice." he smiles, his accent soothing you. "and it is our kingdom after all, I'm sure they wouldn't mind."

you feel the door move the air around you and loki complaining.

"could you guys come downstairs, please. when you aren't around, guess who's put in charge?" he pinches the bridge of his nose. "can I just tell them all to leave, lady y/n?"

"sure, loki go ahead."

"thank you."

he sighs in relief and closes the door.

thor pauses for a moment before bringing you back to kiss him, his hand at your throat.

CLINT BARTON | c.b.

he has you pressed against the door just in case anyone had tried to walk in; his hand moving from your waist to lock the door, lips never leaving yours.

there was no plan to it, the moment you walked in his room he couldn't keep his hands off you.

with wanda just had moved in, it had been very... hectic.

everyone was ecstatic and welcoming, trying to help left and right. it left no room except for at night for just the two of you.

he took the little time to his advantage, even if there would be interruptions, he didn't care and neither did you. everyone around the compound is aware of your relationship and has definitely seen pda before, so what's it if someone walks in?

a sound of yelling and laughing was heard getting progressively closer to the end of the hallway, where Clint's room was.

"OPEN THE DOOR! OPEN THE DOOR! OPEN THE DOOR!" you heard someone scream, getting closer.

clint rolls his eyes and pulls you away from the door, a hand pulling you against him and the other opening the door.

in flies peter and Wanda, roughly shutting and locking the door behind them laughing uncontrollably.

"what did you guys do?" you quirk a brow at them.

they both look at you like kids in trouble, ignoring the pounding in the door.

"well..." Wanda starts.

"just cut to it." clint rolls his eyes.

"mr.stark, bruce and I were in the lab giving Wanda a tour and we might've knocked over a special beaker thingy..." he mumbles. "we didn't mean to! we swear..."

the pounding in the door never stops, annoying both you and Clint.

"CUT IT OUT ASSWIPES, THAT'S ANNOYING AS HELL!" you angrily yell at the door, halting the pounding.

"...sorry..." you hear Bruce mumble even though it definitely wasn't him doing it.

your demeanor suddenly changes as you talk to Wanda and peter, concerning the three of them.

"anyways, just go say sorry. if they give you anymore shit just come get me." you wink.

"and me." clint adds.

they thank you guys profoundly before walking out to go sulk to tony and Bruce.

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[ashdreams2023]

Hello! Can I please request headcannons for avengers (+ Loki as bf) x reader who’s very sensitive and how they would react and handle her on the days she’s especially sensitive? :)

Avengers x sensitive reader

Everyone got their experience with how sensitive you are, some didn’t go as well and others well…they learned

For example tony learned to keep it down with the sarcasm, he knows you can take a joke every once in a while but sometimes it just hits harder than it should

Thor learned to be not as loud because you get startled easily and with the amount of daggers Loki has thrown his way he was bound to learn his lesson

Bruce is your favorite to chat with after Loki though, he’s always soft spoken and his little commentary makes you smile

Wanda and Peter are the only two Loki trusts completely around you, Peter is too nice and wanda is overprotective of you

No one yells at you, like literally you chose death if you do

"Why are you upset? Who hurt? I’ll make hulk crush them!" "No!"

Loki finds it endearing when you get emotional over happy memories or something you’re so invested

"What’s wrong, the character in your book having difficulties?" "Yes…"

Natasha shares some of her extravagant only her can touch chocolates with you on a practical emotional day

Loki likes to pamper your face with kisses till you feel better

Sometimes whenever in around they all settle in the sitting area and cuddle against each other with you in the middle

Bucky gives you alpine when he’s around because he knows you like playing with it

One of Steve’s methods to burn the negative emotions with you is forcing you to go on jogs with him

"Let all the negativity energy out!" "I don’t think I’ll have any type of energy left by the end of this!"

Loki tickles you, like it’s damn annoying but it always ends up with you laugh/crying in the best way possible

That’s all I got but hopefully it’s good enough!

[lokisgoodgirl]

Deeper [Avenger!Loki x Fem.Reader]

A link to my (new) Masterlist is HERE Summary: [Oneshot] You and Loki have a sensual reunion in the Tower swimming pool. (w/c 2.3k) Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI. Fluffy Smut. Language.

Your face dipped beneath the still surface of water with every careful spread of your arms. There were sixty-four lengths in a mile. So far tonight, you had swum eighty-six. The calmness of the swimming pool on the second highest floor of the Tower had been a godsend while Loki had been away. It helped soothe your nervous heart and fill the empty nights - if not your empty bed.

An undercover operation; arms deals, shady characters with suspicion and murder baked in the soul. You felt a shiver roll down your spine as you dipped a final time beneath the surface.

Your fingers wrapped around the cool ledge at the deep end, taking a breath before turning and readying to push away from the wall. And that was when you saw him.

Loki was leaning silently against one of the tall pillars surrounding the still water, reflections bouncing in ethereal waves across his face; eyes creased at the corners in a secret smile. He was half bathed in shadow, strands of hair hanging loose at his temples with the lengths drawn back into a ponytail. A perfectly fitted suit clung snug to his imposing body, the black material making him look like a shadow transfigured to flesh in the gloom. “Hello, love.” he murmured, the echo carrying around the tiled space. “Stay where you are, please.” he commanded calmly, seeing your excited failed attempt to hoist yourself up to the edge. “Right...there.” You knew you should ask how the mission had gone. Quite well, you expected, considering he was back three days early. But right now, Loki clearly wanted to play. A thrill roared through your blood; hot and wild as the heels of his dress shoes clacked against the tiles with each measured stride. He paused at the precipice of the shallow end, leaning down achingly slowly and unlacing his brogues before slipping them off. He knelt at the top of wide stairs which disappeared beneath the lapping surface, before rising to his full height. Nimble fingers moved to the buckle of an expensive leather belt, the whip as he yanked it from its loops making your pussy clench beneath the water. Loki’s eyes never left yours as he unzipped the sinfully fitted trousers, letting them fall around his ankles. He stepped out, kicking them to the side.

You felt your grip against the ledge falter as he began to toy with the waistband of his black underwear. The smooth wall of the pool slipped against your back, making you kick your legs harder to stay afloat. The urge to begin swimming towards him was almost unbearable. You blinked as he peeled the tight cotton over his hipbones, toying with you as the waistband caught on his growing bulge before letting them fall to the ground. “Come to me, darling.” he purred, his velvet voice seeming to fill every pocket of air all the way to the high ceilings. “Slowly.” You swallowed the well of saliva that had formed on your tongue. God, how you loved him.

Stroke after stroke, you moved as slowly as you could while your heavy gaze bore into the sight of your god shrugging off the bespoke suit jacket. It joined the pile of discarded clothing on the floor before he reached up and pulled the hair-tie from its hold. Curls unfurled around his shoulders as long, pale fingers moved to the knot of his silk tie – digging in and releasing it with a firm yank.

Your breathing was completely out of time with your movements, the heavy throb of desire beating in your core seeming to pull you deeper. The water was treacle. Every brush of your arms that had felt effortless minutes before, now a mammoth task. He began unbuttoning his shirt just as you reached the halfway point. “Stop, please.” he enunciated slowly, making your breath hitch as you splashed upright. Your hands grazed on the surface to the side, keeping yourself afloat as Loki began to descend into the gently lapping water. You bit your lip, seeing the curve of his muscular calves submerge as he made his way confidently down the stairs. Loki's cock was hardening furiously with anticipation, swelling with the same heat smouldering between your legs. It bobbed with every slow step. And he was still wearing the shirt. The half naked god waded through the shallows, pausing to dip himself once beneath the peaceful surface. He ascended soaking wet, throwing his sodden hair back over his shoulders. The soaked white cotton clung to every valley in his chiselled torso, dark shadows visible through the shirt where the rock hard muscles dipped and rose. His hair wrapped in inky tendrils down his neck, drops of chlorinated water rolling over his cheekbones. He was so fucking beautiful. And he was all yours. In four effortless crawls, he reached you; the force of his strong arms wrapping around your waist as he kicked backwards pushing you against the nearest side of the pool. Loki’s breath was hot against your wet skin as you spluttered, the intensity of his stare making you quiver in his arms. “Norns, how I’ve missed you.” he whispered with a groan, wet kisses trailing the angle of your jaw.

Your fingers toyed at the opening of his shirt, tips relishing the feel of him pressed against your body after so long apart. “I know how much you love to undress me from these contraptions.” he chuckled, drawing himself away from the lure of your exposed neck. You smiled. “How thoughtful of you.” you coyed, enjoying the flash of his dimples that followed. Loki slipped a finger under one strap of your swimming costume, eyebrow rising as it slid easily down your bicep. The other followed. You arched your back, allowing him to tug the chest down around your waist. He moaned in appreciation, exhaling into a passionate kiss which fastened to your lips like a wave sinking into sand. His tongue massaged inside, caressing your own as your swimsuit slid over your thighs and into the void below with a final solitary tug of his fingers. Loki's hard chest pressed against the curve of your breasts, flattening you desperately beneath his violent kiss. The wet cotton dragged against your nipples, ferocious passion in every sway of his jaw as he consumed you. Your fingers dragged through his slick hair, tangling in the mess of thick strands that spread on the water’s surface. Without warning, he hoisted you to perch on the cold side. You gasped as the cool air bit against your soaking skin, the rough of the edging grazing your thighs before he wrapped his fingers over your dripping calves and placed them gently over his shoulders

“Close your eyes.” he murmured, the low lapping waves against the side tiles making you shudder as you did what he asked. You knew his feet would be flat on the bottom of the swimming pool floor, the blue hued water caressing teasingly around his biceps as he slid closer and nuzzled against your inner thigh. “My beautiful woman…” he whispered wistfully, licking a trail over the skin before he latched to your pussy. Your head fell back, heavy strands of clumped, wet hair slapping between your shoulder-blades. Loki’s tongue swept softly against your slit, his hands massaging up your spread thighs before pulling your ass closer with a gentle yank. He moaned softly as your sex rolled against his open mouth, tongue slipping inside your channel sticky with fresh arousal. Your hands slid over his slick scalp, pulling him deeper. Baritone growls vibrated against your centre, every flat lick of his talented tongue making you thrust into him. Your palms braced on the floor behind you, feeling yourself fall backwards with a shameless groan of pleasure. Loki chuckled against your pussy, his sharp jaw waxing and waning as he ate you out like he was conducting a symphony. It was perfection. With him, it always was. Your thighs juddered against his shoulders, making his fingertips dig tighter into the soft flesh. Climax was close, and he knew it. Wet slurps rose muffled between your splayed thighs, only the god’s brow visible above your hips. He looked so fucking good buried in your needy pussy. He always did. You felt the point of his tongue trace from the base of your slit to your swollen bud, flicking in a straight line to the side. It moved in a licentious circle, stalking your entire tingling sex in a teasing dance before landing on your clit again. His eyes moved up to meet yours, the smouldering hues of his irises darkened by lust and delayed gratification before ducking down. You arched your back as he began another ascent up your messy centre, the staggered gasp from your lips taking you by surprise. Your hips began to shake as he flicked his head to the right, his tongue capturing a delicate fold in a gentle suck. Shallow pants made your chest rise and fall as he hovered, before repeating the movement, lower this time. A staggered moan of his name filled the air. His name. He was pleasuring you with his name. Loki licked his lips, cheekbones sharpening as he lowered himself to deliver the final sexually devastating blow. “I..-” you whimpered, making Loki laugh softly beneath your spread cheeks. His hands tightening around your thighs, pulling your ass flush against his chest. Making sure you could see him work, he lapped gently at your asshole. The pathetic whimper from your throat made a knowing smile tug at his lip, before he released a final straight lick against your little cunt. You couldn’t draw your gaze away from his, the restraint etched on his brow as he drew it up your sex with aching slowness. Your hands flew to meet his own, grasping desperately as he suckled your clit with needy abandon; feeling the spurt of your hot juices coat each soft massage of his tongue.

You felt your whole body relax, the slip of water against your legs as you fell down around him on autopilot. Loki's hands were fastened on your waist, guiding you over the edge of the pool to join him. Your bare chest slid again the heavy cotton stuck to his torso, one of the buttons of his drenched shirt catching on your nipple bringing you back to reality.

"Did you miss me?" he whispered, the ache of longing in his voice. "More than anything." you replied, sliding your hands over his broad shoulders. Your lip quivered, the force of your love for him reflected back twofold in his bottomless eyes.

Loki's hands rested on your hips, pulling you flush against his stomach. There wasn't a sliver of ebbing light between your bodies. At some point, the vibrant orange sunset through the window had faded to a panorama of glittering New York lights. The tails of his shirt floated upwards, resting on the surface. With trembling fingers, you made quick work of the buttons, peeling the arms off to reveal his flawlessly firm alabaster skin. "I love you." you sighed, before Loki kissed you again.

He adjusted you slightly, before the thick tip of his cock nudged against your entrance. Fresh cum from his attentions still clung there; knowing its purpose. "I love you." he said firmly. "Always, I will come back to you.” His warm breath skating up the curve of your cheekbone, before he nuzzled possessively against your temple. “Always." he whispered against the dripping skin.

Dual groans of ragged relief echoed around the swimming pool as he squeezed into your keening heat, dragging against the friction of water. He filled you to the hilt, bottoming out with a careful thrust of his muscular hips. Your back slipped against the side of the pool, the cock impaling you the only thing stopping your body slopping beneath the surface. At some point, he had wrapped your legs around his waist, taking control as you fell apart beneath his touch.

Your back slid up the tile as he fucked you, the slow gyrations of his thrusts making you bounce steadily up and down. Nails dragged down his back, a hiss escaping his parted lips as he shook away inky slathers of hair that clung to his bladed jawline. Sweet murmurs of praise fluttered in the air, chiming with the rhythmic lap of waves against the side. Your fingers gathered Loki’s sodden hair, curls transformed to obsidian lengths that fanned on the water with every squat as he made your world spin. Glittering skyscrapers radiated behind his head, a line appearing and evaporating between his brows as he tried to withhold his moans of pleasure accompanying each slow slap of his hips. He had been undercover for far too long. “Let me hear you Loki…” you whimpered, feeling yourself tighten around him. “I want the whole Tower to know my lover’s home.” He growled, bracing a hand against the edge of the pool beside your shoulder. You heard the crack of porcelain, crunching as he clenched his jaw with a feral rumble. It crumbled beneath his grip, flecks of white plaster descending into the water which had begun to slosh violently around your tight bodies. His forehead pressed against your own, shallow pants becoming ragged and fierce. “F-fuck...darling...jeg er h-hjemme.” His breath caught as he spoke the words. ‘I’m home’, you thought with a gasp as he plunged deeper. Loki’s moans became frantic, primal, loud– every drag of his rigid cock tipping you over the edge a reminder that you were his. Every masculine whimper of pure desire from his lips a reminder that he was yours.

When Loki was gone, you always realised just how much you loved him; his absence draining your world to fading shades of sepia. And when he returned, you felt yourself fall inexplicably in love all over again; in deepest greens and brightest gold. His love consumed you. And each time, deeper.

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[wheredafandomat]

Carnal desires

Loki x female reader

18+| contains smut, a lot of smut and like barely any plot. My smut feels so repetitive 🙄 or is it just meeee?? Anyways I thought let’s change it up a bit with diff scenarios - these will be very random 😂

Scenario: imagine you and Loki being at some kind of party together maybe with friends etc and the drunker you both get the more you’re giving each other the eye, the I wanna tear your clothes off and bang you right here eyes but you know you can’t so you occasionally smile knowing that as soon as you get home it’s game over.

“I think we’re going to head home now.” You announce, refusing the shot being offered to you by Natasha.

“Home? The nights just beginning.” She insists, looking around at your peers for support.

“Me and Loki need to be up early tomorrow” you lie “besides, I’ve already had too much to drink.”

“Yes, me too.” Loki agreed, wondering why you both had to be up tomorrow.

“Yep, so we better be going.” You smile politely at everyone, grabbing Loki’s hand before dragging him out of the club and slamming your lips onto his in a kiss that leaves you both dizzy.

“Why do we have to be up early tomorrow?” He asks breathlessly.

“We don’t.” You answer, kissing him again before breaking the kiss to order an Uber.

The whole journey you and Loki barely pull apart, either kissing each other or subtly touching hoping that the driver is none the wiser. The more your lips moved against one another’s, the slower the kiss was as if you were savoring the flavour of whisky on his tongue. His lips moved to your neck as your head fell back against the headrest behind you, granting him further access as your eyes fell closed before feeling the car come to a stop.

“Loki, baby, we’re home.” You spoke, making him look up at you as the driver cut his eye at you in the rear view mirror.

“Home.” He repeated, pausing his administrations before getting out of the car and almost falling as he sped to your side of the car, opening the door. You stepped out, Loki offering his arm for support as you walked back towards the apartment.

The elevator ride up was passed with giggling and quick pecks before you finally reached home. You struggled putting the key in the door as Loki kissed your neck from behind you. Once you were finally inside, you almost tripped in before Loki caught you, spinning you around to face him before pulling you into a passionate kiss. He pressed you against the wall, tilting his head to deepen the kiss, kicking the door closed in the process.

“I’ve been waiting for this all night.” He spoke between kisses, unbuttoning his shirt, the both of you sobering up a little at the prospect of finally being able to give into your carnal desires. “You have no idea how hard it was to keep my hands off of you.” He continued, leaving open mouth kisses across your collar bones. You pushed his shirt off of him before running your hand down his bare chest, reveling in the feeling of finally being able to touch his skin. Your hand ventured lower before you moved it against his growing length still covered by his trousers.

“Oh I think I have an idea.” You grinned as Loki lifted your dress. You helped free his cock knowing that this was going to be a quick, hard fuck. There wasn’t going to be any pleasantries exchanged, this was going to be two people chasing their orgasms like a moth to a flame. Your head fell back against the wall behind you as he lifted one of your legs, securing it against his waist as he used his free hand to venture between your thighs.

“You didn’t wear any panties” he almost cooed “good girl.”

You bit your lip at the praise, hearing the sound of his fingers gliding through your slick folds. You continued palming him before he retracted his fingers, spreading your arousal along his length before pressing it against your entrance. Your lips met as he entered you. He set a fast pace, fucking you against the wall as your moans filled the space. His hand crashed against the wall next to your head as he steadied himself, feeling your walls gripping him. His head fell into the crook of your neck as he continued moving against you. You were both so close, Loki panting in your ear as you dug your nails into his back, moaning his name.

“I’m gonna cum.” He spoke in your ear, licking the shell of it as you spoke incoherently, saying a variation of the same. He thrust a few more times before stilling his movements, shooting his load deep inside of you spurring on your own orgasm. You stayed like that for a few moments, unmoving, basking in your joint high before you felt a mixture of you both leaking out of you as Loki began to pull out. You smiled to yourself knowing that sex like this was always followed by a shower together.

Scenario: imagine inviting Loki over for dinner at your parents house before they suggest you both stay the night considering it’s late now and home is a long drive away.

“Loki we can’t” you insisted, deciding to give him a hand job instead of the full throttle which is what you both truly desired “my parents are right next door.”

“Then we’re just going to have to be very quiet aren’t we.” He winked, turning his head towards you and kissing you.

“We can’t.” You said again, breaking the kiss as you tried to stroke him to completion knowing that feeling his erection against you all night was going to make you give in and ride him to the high heavens so it was better this way.

“Say you don’t want to and we won’t.” He assured, looking into your eyes lovingly as you narrowed your gaze at the annoyingly handsome man. Of course you wanted to. Wordlessly, you stopped the movement of your hand around his cock and kissed him. Loki made his way on top of you, pressing you against the bed as you widened your legs, welcoming him between them. Reaching between you both, Loki pulled your panties to the side as his cock rested against your hipbone.

“Are you sure?” He whispered, looking down at you.

“Gosh, yes.” You stressed before Loki smiled, mostly to himself and entered you slowly. You instantly regretted this, the feeling euphoric as he bottomed out. It was going to be torture to keep silent.

“You feel so good.” He grunted, thrusting into you.

“Shh.” You answered, eyes tightly shut as you tried to focus on not making a sound. He moved slowly, not wanting the headboard to bang against the wall but it made the feeling even more overwhelming. He filled you completely, barely pulling out before filling you again. You felt him everywhere, shrouding you as you bit into his shoulder trying to stifle your moans. He moved his hips differently, grinding into you as your eyes flew open.

“Fuckk Lokii.” You panted.

“Shh.” He warned cheekily, continuing his movements as you clenched your walls around him causing his eyes to roll backwards. Before long he was whispering in your ear, telling you how perfect you were, how good you felt as you quietly moaned, your climax threatening to consume you. One of your hands played with his hair as he increased his pace, his words turning into breathy moans as you both lost control. Needless to say, Loki was never invited to stay over again.

Scenario: now imagine being an Avenger and avenger Loki takes a bullet for you during a mission. Despite being on the same team, you didn’t get along very well so this was shocking to say the least and definitely definitely erotic.

Once you got back from the mission, Loki was carried away to the infirmary whilst you followed along, wanting to ensure he was alright considering he had lost a lot of blood. Despite being shot, he asked you if you were alright after shoving you out of the way of the bullet which left you falling to the floor. You quickly nodded before his leg gave way, sending him to the ground as you called for backup. Since then, you had been comforting him on the journey home despite not being on the best of terms with Loki most of the time.

“Y/n, we’ll take it from here.” Banner stopped you, gesturing to himself and the nurse accompanying him.

“No, I want to go in too, I promised.” You insisted, strangely protective of Loki.

“You can visit him once he’s stable.” He stated, Steve pulling you backwards before you gave up, knowing he was in safe hands. Ignoring whatever pep talk Steve was giving you, you made your way to your room, slamming the door behind you before making your way into the shower.

The water streamed through your hair and down your body as you replayed the mission. If you weren’t so careless with your danger perception, Loki would be fine right now. This was all your fault.

You changed into some comfortable clothes before making your way back to the medwing where Thor was leaving Loki’s room. You felt nauseous, expecting Thor to reprimand you for allowing his brother to be harmed but instead he hugged you.

“I’m so glad you’re alright.” He spoke into the crook of your neck as you hugged him back.

“How’s Loki?” You asked, confused as to why Thor wasn’t angry.

“He’s fine, just asleep, however Banner said that if the bullet had hit you, it probably would have been fatal.” He continued as you paled.

“Fatal.” You uttered, shocked at the prospect of having potentially died today.

“It was vibranium, it would have severed your artery and gone straight through you. You humans are very fragile, too mortal.”

“Oh” you answered, still shocked “yes.”

“But don’t fret” he beamed, breaking the hug “you’re healthy and Loki is fine, he’s already healing.”

“Good.” You smiled.

“Come on, let’s go get something to eat, he’ll be awake later on and you’ve probably not eaten since breakfast.” Thor suggested. You went with him, thinking about how Loki had saved your life.

Once you had eaten, you went back down to the infirmary hoping that Loki was awake now. Through the blinds you could already see that he was. You knocked the door before pushing it open, eyes meeting Loki’s.

“You know you really are stupid.” You spoke.

“Oh no, I know” he dismissed, waving one of his hands “I take a bullet for the girl and she berates me.” He huffed, causing you to smile, him mirroring it.

“How are you?” You asked, making your way to him.

“Well my thigh is killing me and now I’ve got to call the nurse to change the dressing.” He answered.

“Oh don’t bother calling the nurse, I’ll do it.” You offered knowing it was the least you could do.

“You can change a dressing?” He asked incredulously.

“You can change a dressing” you mocked, mimicking him “yes I can change a dressing, I can also stitch together a wound and roundhouse kick you to the floor.” You warned.

“Oo, scary.” He grinned.

“Come on, let me see.” You prompted, sitting at the edge of the bed as he uncovered his thigh. You were intrigued by how much it had healed already and couldn’t help but run your hand around the area. Loki watched you as you stared down at the cut intensely before feeling your hand just a little too high causing him to flinch.

“Stop!”

“Sorry.” You quickly apologised leaving him regretting his outburst.

“I didn’t mean to snap, it’s just—” he began before pausing.

“Yes?”

“I’m-I’m a little—sensitive.” He rushed out.

“oh OH oh, sorry, yes of course.” You answered, ignoring how flushed you felt at the realisation before you exchanged an awkward smile with Loki and began setting out the things you needed from his bedside table.

Loki bit the inside of his cheek as he tried to focus on remaining as flaccid as he could despite how tenderly you were touching him. It felt impossible, like pushing a huge boulder up a mountain although, he was sure he could muster up enough seidir to do even that unlike this. Sweat began beading on his forehead, his teeth digging into his bottom lip as he wondered how long this was going to take. He tried to remove his focus from you and your dainty little hands and how they’d look caressing him and focus on something more morbid instead. Asgard burning, No, NO, he scolded himself thinking about how much he’d like that. Right, think of something else, he began internally until you interrupted.

“Um” you uttered, just above a whisper noticing that Loki was now sporting a semi. Hearing you, Loki was aghast as he realised.

“Oh norns, y/n, I’m so sorry.” He apologised.

“No it’s fine, it’s nice—NATURAL, it’s natural” you quickly corrected yourself before dropping the gauze which fell under the bed. Huffing, you made your way onto the floor to pick them back up before lifting your head and realising that you were now kneeling between Loki’s legs, eye level with his erection. You glanced up at him as he looked down at you with an unreadable expression as you began talking, unable to stop yourself. “Well considering this is all my fault” you began, running your hand up his uninjured thigh “maybe I should take care of your little problem.”

“Little?” Loki scoffed before apologising as you rolled your eyes.

Licking your lips, you freed his cock, moving your hand up and down it soothingly as Loki released a breath. Moving closer, you lowered your head before licking the tip of his cock, reveling in the taste of him. You took him in your mouth, flicking the tip with your tongue as Loki began to pant. One of his hands bunched up into she sheet below him as you sucked his cock, picking up his free hand and placing it against the back of your head to guide your movements.

“Oh y/n, who knew you were so naughty” he sniggered, hips thrusting up a little as you deepthroated him “naughty naughty girl.”

You wrapped your hand around the base of his length, looking up at him as you sucked just the tip, a smirk painting his face. You continued until you felt his body tensing, hips stuttering as he came into your mouth, you swallowing.

“Good girl.” He praised, wiping the corner of your mouth as you released him, standing back up. “Well that’s one way of thanking me” he smiled “I should take bullets more often.”

“Don’t breathe a word of this to anybody.” You warned.

“Of course.” He assured before you spun on your heels to leave and relieve the tension growing in your abdomen at the sight of Loki’s erect cock let alone the taste.

“Y/n wait” he called after you, “the wound.” But you were already gone.

Now I want more 😂 hope you enjoyed! The last one was my favourite

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Loki x Fem!Reader recs list

oneshots

Dancing in the dark (with you between my arms) -@holymultiplefandomsbatman [Fluff, 3.6k, Light angst. Reader being self-conscious and having trouble accepting compliments. Swearing. Fluffity fluff, mutual pining, oblivious reader. Tony decides to throw another big party. The theme? Medieval ball. You’ve been cursed to perform a dance routine, together with Loki. Could the dance actually be a blessing in disguise?]

Bubbles- @lanadelreyscokewhor3 [1.5 k, Loki x Avenger!Fem!Reader, reader having a panic attack, reader having low self esteem, mentions of past trauma and tony stark being an asshole... ( i love u 3000 tony just not in this fic)]

Little dove- @absolutelyfizzing [1.9k, Loki acted so caring around you, more so than anyone else in his life. He loved to take care of you, especially when you had a long day, and he got teased by some of the team for it. Fem reader, cute loki and pet names, implications of gender fluid loki?, reader gets picked up, slight implications of a nsfw theme the night before]

Paper rings - @cherryrogers [Pure fluff. Loki and you take a nice walk down memory lane, reminiscing on your very first encounters with each other. Inspired by the song, ‘Paper Rings’ by Taylor Swift.]

Back in your arms- @sarahscribbles [starts angsty but happiest fluffiest ending. 2.8k. Loki arrives back at the compound, and back in your arms, after the battle with Thanos.]

series

What once was mine- @talesofesther [When watching what once was supposed to be the rest of his life, in an empty room in the TVA, Loki sees someone he can’t recognize; a girl who’s all tenderness and loose smiles, and most importantly, she was smiling at him.]

[shitty-marvel-fan732]

You Don't Mess With Y/N, Part 3

Part 3 of 4, Part 4 is out now!

Summary: Everyone knows you don't piss off Y/N. What will happen when someone ignores the warning? Groupchat!

Links to part 1 and part 2

[rosaline-black]

ᴅᴏᴠᴇ - ʟᴏᴋɪ ʟᴀᴜꜰᴇʏꜱᴏɴ

Summary: When being forced to join the avengers in an attempt to reform, the last thing Loki expects is to fall for the green thumbed witch who spends all her time in the greenhouse.

Category: Loki Laufeyson X Fem!reader

This was a new low. Resorting to going behind enemy lines, having to enter the place he had attempted to destroy a couple years ago. And no, not to infiltrate, but to join them. The godforsaken avengers.

"Brother... you need to at least act as though you are willing to be here..."

"Thor... I'm not willing to be here..."

"It was this or you would be condemned to the dungeons of Asgard for eternity..."

Loki had sort of tuned out as Thor continued to speak of what could have happened. His eyes scanned the mutual living space, it was comfortable, too modern for his taste. But then something caught his eye, or someone to be more exact. Your gentle fingers carefully mimic the motion of flipping a page, the book in your hand, in turn, flipping a page. Witchcraft?

He didn't remember you from the battle, and Loki was sure he would remember a face like yours. Gentle and kind, a nurturer he assumed. He was drawn to you for some reason, a reason he could not explain, and his chest was tingling in a way he never felt before. It was... peculiar.

"Ahhh reindeer games... finally arrived..."

Amazing, Tony stark was here to greet him. Loki wanted the ground to open and swallow him, maybe one of doctor strange's portals to open beneath him. Anything to remove him from the humiliation he was facing. Of course, it was deserved, but he could feel your eyes on him, and although he did not know you, he didn't want you to see him this way.

"Stark..." he said coldly in return, keeping the witty comeback about Tony's alcohol dependency behind his tongue. Maybe he could use that another time.

What followed was even more peculiar. On orders of Nick Fury, everyone was supposed to greet him. All of the defenders of Midgard looked up on his arrival, just like he expected the warmest reception he received was from his own brother. That was until you.

"Hello, I'm y/n... it's lovely to meet you..."

Loki didn't know whether he wanted to cradle you in his arms or puke at how kind you were being. He almost fell for it, of course, you were being sarcastic, for who would be intentionally kind to a monster like him.

"Sarcasm? How witty..." he snapped your sweet smile dropping.

"I wasn't being sarcastic I was welcoming you-"

"Oh of course you were... let me guess pretending to be kind so you can find out my weaknesses and report them to the higher-ups... very clever..."

Loki watched as your mouth fell upon, brows drawing together in anger, and just as he expected you to rip into him, scream at how nefarious he was, you simply turned on your heel and left the room.

For some reason, he regretted his cold attitude, not even because now the entirety of the avengers were glaring at him even harder than before. The red-headed assassin stepped forward, her finger pressing against his chest as he stared up with fury-filled eyes.

"Listen here... you are not liked here... you are not accepted here... and going after someone who is for whatever reason trying to be kind to you isn't doing you any favours..."

So you weren't being sarcastic?

It had been two weeks since then. He now knew of you. The green witch. That is what they called you. A woman of nature, who had harnessed the fruits of the earth and nourished them even in the most industrial of cities. Loki was sure you could view even a common fly with the potential to spread care and worth. You saw potential in everyone, which was probably why you were so warm to him even after everything he had done to New York. You spent most of your time on the terrace of stark towers, in the greenhouse Tony had built you as bribery of helping the avengers.

Even after how distrustful he was by nature, Loki could tell you were being genuine in your words, after all, you weren't there in 2012, and you didn't see the pain and destruction he caused first-hand. However he knew you knew, yet still, you had been nothing but cordial, even after how rude his first impression must have been.

Nick Fury had assigned what he called "classes" to Loki. To him it sounded ridiculous, spending time with the different avengers in their respective fields, was a fancy way of saying he was being babysat.

So far he had spent a day or so with Bruce in the lab, the conversation was minimal but he hadn't seen Mr green yet so that was a positive. He had also spent a few days sparring with Thor and Rogers, both of which under minded him like he was a weak child, it sickened him. His latest class was with Romanoff, not once did she speak, her glare doing all the talking for her.

Yet today was different, today was your turn to show him first-hand what you contributed to the avengers. He was yet to see you in action, only the brief flick of your wrist here and there to open doors or summon items, it was menial, but how the others spoke so highly of your craft, it convinced him not to pass judgment quite yet.

The sun was hot on his ashen skin as he managed to arrive at the greenhouses five minutes early. The first thing he noticed was the range of greenery, flowers, fruits and even a sanctuary for aquatic plants spread across the concrete forest, it was quite the safe haven. Loki breathed in through his nose, it was the first time he'd felt fresh since arriving at the godforsaken tower. Like a new lease for life was washing over him with every passing second he spent in your arena of refuge.

The next thing he noticed was the light humming coming from the greenhouse itself, sweet soft melodies filled the air, and Loki was physically drawn to it, you were like a siren with only good intentions.

A pot smashing startled him from his reverie, your wide eyes staring back at him before you scrambled to pick up the brown porcelain.

"My apologies... I didn't hear you approaching... welcome to the greenhouse..." you muttered busily, your fingers curling around the pot, within seconds it was good as new. Impressive.

"It's quite alright... I'm here by fury's request... I assume you were told?"

"Yes.. yes I was... here come in... you can help me with my latest project..."

This piqued Loki's interest. Nobody had actually utilised him since arriving, only once did Bruce ask for his help, and that was when he needed a top-up for his coffee.

Loki carefully watched as you levitated a shoe box onto the table before you, the lid slipping off with a flick of your index finger, revealing a dove. The Dove was injured, its wing visibly broken, and its beak mauled, presumably by a feline.

"I found her on the roof yesterday... now I can heal plants but animals... takes a little bit more concentration... Thor tells me you were trained in sorcery..."

A fond memory of his mother nursing a mouse back to health resurfaced, but Loki pushed it away. His head only nodding in acknowledgement.

"Yes... however, healing magic isn't my area of expertise..."

Loki watched a small smile form on your face "Ah well maybe I can teach you something then..."

The next few hours went by quickly. The conversation didn't necessarily flow, but Loki found your company invigorating. Your witchcraft was beautiful, delicate fingers nurtured the plants of your greenhouse. He found it endearing when you even quietly spoke to your plants, his lips unwillingly curling into a smile.

He learnt of your heritage, how you'd hidden away for centuries in fear of being hunted for your magic. That was until Tony had managed to find your small cottage in the middle of the forest, coaxing you from your safe haven in hopes of letting you benefit the entire planet, and not just your small corner of the world.

Loki noticed how you didn't hold any form of arrogance like the others, you were simply just you; there to harness your craft and help whoever you could. He truly wanted to learn from you, and even though it had just been a couple of hours, Loki left the session feeling inspired.

Originally it was meant to be a week, a week in your company before he moved on to someone else, but Loki just couldn't let you go. The two of you had worked hard on researching different complex healing spells for Stevie.

Stevie was the name you insisted on naming the creature, something to do with a singer you liked? Nonetheless, Loki didn't want to leave your sanctuary just yet. After all, he was the god of lies, so one week turned into two and now you were onto the third.

Loki would pop in anytime he could, old books in hand and he would ramble about different approaches you both could take towards finally launching Stevie into flight. Although he enjoyed the little task the two of you were partaking in, he much preferred your company, in fact, he much preferred you.

"Right Loki... I think she's finally ready to take flight, her wing has healed, and she's singing again..."

You murmured almost sadly. Why were you sad? Loki was under the impression you'd be joyful, your hands waving in excitement, but there was none of that. Had he done something wrong? He always did something wrong.

"Is uh... is everything alright?"

"Yes... I just... never mind..."

Your hand waved him off, just like you waved off his concerns. Yet they remained banging against the confines of Loki's mind. He wanted to make sure you were alright, he needed to know that you were. A year ago the thought of caring for one of the earth's protectors would have sent him into a spiral of hysterical laughter and disgust. He wished he was ashamed to feel those things for you, but he swore on the gods that he'd jump off of stark towers and exclaim his love for you if it made you notice him. Before Loki could question you further, you spoke again. This time however it was unexpected.

"Your different from how I thought you'd be..."

His brows furrowed at that. Different how exactly? Different in the sense that he was no longer a homicidal maniac? He supposed that was true, not that the other members of the team believed him to be changed. To them was still the cold-hearted killer who murdered their beloved agent Coulson.

"Pray tell what you mean by that..."

Loki was an incredible judge of character, and he could practically feel the thin sheen of sweat secreting from your forehead out of nerves. Unlike himself you were an open book, he liked that. His father was a brute who kept his cards close to his chest at all times, so in turn, Loki did the same until he couldn't feel at all. That was until he met you, chipping away at the iced cage he'd put his heart into.

"Well I assumed you'd be mean... brutish like your brother... but without the loveable qualities..." Your eyes met his for a brief moment before a smile crept onto your face "However... you're not like that at all... your kind..."

Kind? Loki had never been called kind before. He assumed if he ever was called kind the person who spoke them would get a dagger to the chest just for underestimating him. Now, he wouldn't dream of doing such things. Well, at least not to you.

"I have a confession..." you spoke again, this time looking more shameful. This was usually the part where Loki got let down. Where the person he'd gone out on a limb to trust or care for sunk that very same dagger into his heart.

"Do go on..."

He didn't want that part to come. And lucky for him, it didn't.

"I'm a master healer within witchcraft... in fact, it's my strong point... one flick of my wrist and Stevie could have been fixed within an hour or two..."

Rarely caught off guard, Loki didn't know what to do with himself. You had lied to him? But not in the way he had assumed you would. What reason would you have for not just letting the bird go free that very same day you met him? Loki's low self-esteem didn't allow him to connect the dots.

"I don't understand-"

"I wanted you to come back... I... god I sound ridiculous... I just... you're the first person I've met since joining this team who seems to understand me..."

He could practically feel the heat emitting from your cheeks, you were clearly embarrassed. Loki couldn't focus on that though, your words had paralysed him into a statuesque state of being. His brain was screaming at him to say something, anything.

"I understand if you want to go... I've taken three weeks of your time-"

"I lied as well... I was meant to be in your company for just a week... and I told you fury extended that... but he didn't..." With a shaky breath, Loki continued "As it turns out... I've grown quite fond of your company... and you..."

The toothy grin that spread upon your face shattered the ice cage once and for all. Without overthinking his actions, Loki enclosed your hand within his own looking down into those eyes that sparkled with excitement and wisdom, the very same eyes he would happily stare into for all eternity.

"I'm very glad to hear that... I'm not very good with the whole... social aspect of this..."

You gestured with your free hand, waving it in his direction. If he could Loki would scoop you up in his arms and just hold you for being so unmistakably adorable. But that action may be a little bit soon.

"Darling... me neither..." Another shaky breath left the god's lips and as your floral scent reached his nostrils, Loki knew he was a goner "May I... kiss you?"

A split second after you had nodded your lips met in a rush of gentle nervousness. The only sound that culminated off of the greenhouse walls were the fluttering of dove wings. It seemed that doves were the birds of love after all.

[thewriterg]

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝

pairing(s); thor odinson x fem!reader, loki layfeyson x fem!reader

summary; it was over in needed to be it had to be before you lost it before you couldn’t replenish your grip on the weight or was it already gone? —angstober day;11—

word count; 600+

warning(s); angst, one mention of women infertility, heart break, poly themes, reader is Mother Nature coded, and language

palylist; your face by wisp

A/n:—GIFs; @spookycora & @lokihiddleston— something short to get us warmed up

Loki knows he's done it, he knows there's no coming back from it deep down… but as the God of mischief he wouldnt take that answer there was a way that he would succeed in his task as he chased after you down the stairwell into the library that was once his that you now shared calling out your name

“Leave me alone Loki!” The echo of your hurt voice now bouncing off the wall of your ‘shared’ library you should've known, you should've known better to trust the Deity dressed in emerald green and God did it hurt your chest filled with dread it was heavy and once again you would continue to stress it, it hurt.

“Darling just listen-”

“NO! Great grief Loki i trusted you, after every instinct told me not to i did anyway, i am a fool” You started off strong until your voice reduced into nothing but a mutter and the raven haired prince attempted to take your hands in his resisting when you tried to pull away from him and the firm yet non injuring hold on your wrist and it stung him like nothing he’d never experience

“Why is it ALWAYS HIM!? Hmm? Why him love? The god screamed before bringing his voice down to a mumble as you struggled in his hold attempting to get away as far as humanly possible

“Brother! Let her go” The carried thunder and Loki glared at the blonde before going approach him with a malicious looking intent on his your body burned with a passion as you approached the brothers with thundering steps the currents of the winds becoming harsh on the outside

“Stop!” Your voice carries through castle and probably through the kingdom as well both of them looking like a kicked puppy at the stern, scolding, and coldness of your voice the life of the world slipping from your grasp it all hurt,

“Loki, it's not always Thor. You, you self sabotage because you think people will hurt you or abandon you… but you hurt the kingdom and you hurt me… Loki I thought the world of you” The prince heart broke in two at the sound of your voice that was full of emotion yet void of life and it stung his chest at the sound of his real name falling from your lips

“And Thor you don't have a balance in your life you choose every battle over what you claim as my my importance but I feel as nothing but a servant… This, this wont work it never has'” The brother stepped to you in protest that made you subconsciously take another back, away from the both of them

“That's not true little dove, we have succeeded we will continue to succeed” Thor denied reassuring himself more than he was reassuring you his icy blue eyed desperate for you to agree, begging for you to stay

“We love you darling” Loki stated firmly as if it was set written in stone for the next millenia to understand and study

“I want to believe you, but I don't.” That was it the hold of the earth was lost you hadn't had a grip on it any longer you felt the flowers wilting, the tree slouching, the soil becoming infertile as well as the women, you'd lost it lost your hold on humanity

Lost your hold on everything

©2023 thewriterg spooktober do not copy, translate, or modify.

[tylerxrbtwhp]

Personal Favourite Fanfics | Marvel/DC |

NOTE: This is entirely my favourites so if it offense any of you, I don't care. It might seem mean, but this is how everyone is. P.S: ISTG I'm actually nice 💀 MARVEL

Tony Stark:

Copacabana https://www.tumblr.com/vikwrites/739932836692377600/there-were-actual-tears-in-my-eyes-except-none?source=share

Glitch https://matth1w.tumblr.com/post/188592381026/glitch Sugardaddy https://yandereaffections.tumblr.com/post/177414002991/im-dying-i-tried-to-answer-this-1228-at-night-or The Purge https://yandereaffections.tumblr.com/post/178930064526/hiya-could-you-do-the-purge-for-tony-stark [No Name] https://yandereaffections.tumblr.com/post/186525796176/tony-tries-to-help-you-all-on-his-own-at-first [No Name] https://yandereaffections.tumblr.com/post/186667651041/a-full-on-lecturing-is-first-cause-honestly-he [No Name] https://yandereaffections.tumblr.com/post/189496772381/tony-would-be-much-more-prepared-to-comfort-and Assassine https://www.tumblr.com/yandereaffections/690325788543844352/yandere-tony-stark-with-an-assassin-darling Corruption https://yandereaffections.tumblr.com/post/184398235176/if-you-asked-anyone-else-theyd-say-nothings First Time https://yandereaffections.tumblr.com/post/184070546676/this-gif-is-absolutely-perfect-baby-hell-go-as [No Name] https://yandereaffections.tumblr.com/post/184419280866/tony-tw-noncon-you-didnt-know-where-you-were [No Name] https://yandereaffections.tumblr.com/post/621189481261842432/oh-baby-you-know-this-man-would-gladly-be-your

Dr Strange:

Teacher's Pet https://www.tumblr.com/strrvnge/691623725104234496/pairing-stephen-strange-x-reader-warnings-18?source=share

The Strange Approach https://lokidokieokie.tumblr.com/post/694737057535393792/the-strange-approach

Sacrificial Love https://omgstarks.tumblr.com/post/698437859868377088/hi-can-you-do-something-like-stephen-with

[No Name] https://www.tumblr.com/leydileyla/664991208664416256/kinktober-day-14-dr-strange-x-fem-reader?source=share

In Another Life https://celestialnxva.tumblr.com/post/684567205823823872/stephen-strange-x-reader-chapter-2-strange

The Talking https://brunchable.tumblr.com/post/699037820713582592/word-count-45k-warnings-nsfw-18-non-con

[No Name] https://yandereaffections.tumblr.com/post/177292189196/omgerd-i-would-totally-feel-good-if-you-wrote-a [No Name] https://yandereaffections.tumblr.com/post/179630858791/i-dont-know-how-long-requests-are-open-for-and-i A Touch of Jealousy https://www.tumblr.com/brunchable/688796861277061120/a-touch-of-jealousy-request-doctor-strange-x?source=share

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[1-800-teax]

Battle Scars

Avenger!Loki AU

Loki x fem!reader

A/N: Reader has powers similar to Wanda’s.

Avengers Compound - October 17th, 2023

Tensions are high from literally traveling through time and losing Natasha.

You stand off to the side, in deep thought as everyone stands around waiting for the glove to be finished.

You sniffle quietly to yourself when you feel the presence of Loki creep up beside you.

You could hear the sound of my lips parting in hesitation as he tries to find the right words.

Loki finally settles on a simple, “Are you okay?”. With his gentle voice.

Not feeling confident enough to use your voice just yet, you hum in response.

You suck in a deep breath before snapping out of your thoughts and turning your head towards a concerned looking Loki as you give him your best reassuring smile.

You know he doesn’t believe it, he knows you better than that. But maybe your just trying to convince yourself.

“Let’s just get this over with.” You say softly, after clearing your sore ‘from holding in your tears’ throat.

You step away from the corner just as Rocket says, “Alright, the gloves ready.”

“Question is how’s gonna snap their freaking fingers?” He says looking up at all of us.

“I’ll do it.” Thor says volunteering himself, as he steps towards it.

“Excuse me?” Rhodey says besides me.

“Woah, Woah.”

“Thor, Thor. Just wait we haven’t decided who’s gonna out that on yet.” Steve tells him, stopping him from getting closer to it.

“Oh, I’m sorry we’re all just sitting around waiting for the right opportunity.” Thor says with a slightly shaky voice.

“We should at least discuss it.” Scott reasons.

“Look look, sitting here staring at that thing is not gonna bring everybody back. I’m the strongest avenger. Okay? So, this responsibility falls on me.” Thor states.

Protest are being spoken over each other.

“Hold on, hold on-” Tony tells Thor backing him up slightly.

“Stop it! Let me do this. Let me do something good. Something right-” Thor starts emotionally, then Tony cuts him off.

“That thing is channeling enough energy to light up a continent. You’re in no condition-” Tony is then cut off by Thor.

“What do you think is coursing through my veins right now?” Thor asks him.

“Cheese Whiz?”

“Beer?” Rhodey and I say at the same time, both agreeing with each other.

Thor flashes an irritated look your way.

“Lightening.” He says turning back towards Tony, trying to convince him.

You roll your eyes in annoyance and notice Bruce stepping up to the gauntlet.

“Lightening won’t help you, pal. It’s gotta be me. You saw what those stones did to Thanos. They almost killed him. None of you could survive.” Bruce tells all of you.

“And, how do we know you can?” Steve asks.

“We don’t. But the radiation’s mostly gamma.”

“It’s like I was made for this.” Bruce finishes.

Silence over takes the group until i speak up with a nod, “Okay. Let’s do this and hope it works.”

Everyone nods.

I walk back towards Loki, who has been quiet this whole time.

“Good to go?” Tony asks Bruce.

“Let’s do it.” He replies.

“Okay, remember, everyone Thnos snapped away five years ago, you’re just bringing them back… to today.” Tony tells him.

“Don’t change anything from the last five years.” You add.

Bruce nods, preparing himself as we do the same.

You look around to see Steve holding his shield up as cover, Scott deploying his helmet, Rocket hiding behind Thor with Tony using his nano shield to cover himself and Clint as Rhodey gears up.

You take a step up from Loki, so he is behind you as you use your powers to conjuring shield around you both.

Tony initiates a special protocol that has all the doors slamming shut and the widows closed.

“Everybody’s coming home…” Bruce mumbles out, under his breath.

You suck in a deep breath as watch Bruce slowly slip his hand in the glove.

Everything was fine until, suddenly he spams, groaning and grunting in pain.

You cringe, having to look away from your friend in pain.

Protest are spewing out, telling Bruce to take off the glove.

“Take to me, Banner.” Tony shouts out over the protests.

“I’m…okay…” You all hear Bruce pant out.

You turn your head back to him, just in time to see him snap his fingers.

Bruce cries out as a blinding white light flashes you all.

As quickly as the flash of light came, its gone again.

Bruce then falls to the ground, grunting, groaning and heaving in pain.

“Bruce!” Steve and I both call out, worriedly.

“Don’t move him.” Tony quickly says as you, along with Loki, Rocket, Rohdey, and Steve immediately rush to Bruce’s aid.

That is when you notice Bruce’s once strong, green-colored arm is discolored and withered.

“Good job, Bruce. You did good.” You breathe out, giving him a small smile.

Tony uses some cooling spray on Bruce’s arm but Bruce isn’t worried about that.

He grips onto my arm, looking desperately into my eyes.

“Did it work?” He asks.

You are taken aback by his question, and slightly scared to know the answer to it.

Being so worried about him, made you forget why he did it in first place.

But before you can answer the sound of a cell phone buzzing catches your ears.

You watch carefully as Clint stalks up to the phone and picks it up.

“Honey?” He answers.

You look up at Loki with a hopeful look on your face until a large shadow catches your attention.

You squint your eyes and notice a space ship of some sort heading directly towards all of you.

You try to warn everyone but its too late, as the object hits the compound causing the compound to collapse in itself.

You scream out as you fall underground, desperatly trying to hold onto piece of the ground as it caves in.

As you’re falling you feel something wedge into your lower right hip resulting in all of the wind getting knocked out of you.

Your backs hits a stable piece of concrete with much force, earning a loud groan.

You feel droplets of water fall onto you, you look down to see water quickly filling up around you.

Panic starts to set in and the pain gets slightly worse.

You let out a scream out of pure fear, alerting anyone near you.

"Y/n?!" You hear someone call out to you.

Your breath hutches in your throat, “Rhodey?" You call back.

"Yeah." he answers.

You let out a sigh of relief.

"Are you okay?" he asks you.

"No...I have a large piece of glass in my hip." You say with a slight whimper.

You hear him curse.

"Alright, Y/n I want you to heal yourself." You hear Bruce instruct you.

"Okay!" You shout wincing at the pain the small action caused you.

You take a deep breath, trying to heal yourself but your hand hits something on the side of you.

You prepare yourself before turning your head.

All of the color drains from your face as you see an unconsious Loki with blood flowing out of a cut on his lip, out of his nose and a gash on his forehead.

You gasp and quickly turn onto your side which causes you a great deal of pain allowing more blood to flow out of the huge glass shard wound. You let out a cry as tears spill from your eyes.

"Y/n?!" Bruce and Rhodey shouts out.

"It's Loki, he-he's unconcious. Do you think he..." You start to say and trail off with fear very clear in your voice.

"Y/n, don't worry about that, just try to wake him up." Rhoday says.

You take deep breaths before returning your focus on Loki again.

"Loki!" You say continuously as you repeatedly nudge him.

"Loki! Get up!" You say despesteratly and slap his face with a bit of force.

Loki jolts up with a large intake of air.

You sigh in relief, falling onto concrete out of exhastion.

You place your right hand next to your wound and your left on your head as you try to keep your breathing steady.

"Y/n?" he asks.

"Hey, my love." You breath out as you feel the water start to get higher.

Your eyes droop and you try to stay consicous but the pain is too much.

Loki tries to say something to you but you are already consumed by the darkness hidden beneath your eyelids.

***

You jolt up suddenly and into someones arms.

You suck in all the air you could and try of focus on all of your senses.

You feel a powerful surge of energy coursing through you.

"Y/n!" You hear the person say.

You look up and see that it's Loki holding you up.

"Loki!" You say shock evident in your voice.

"My love, the water is getting higher. I need you to heal yourself." he says worriedly and you see a hint of fear in his eyes.

You nod and he releases his arms from around you, carefully.

You hold yourself up weakly and start to heal yourself.

Your gold colored healing powers fail to heal you.

"I-I can't heal myself." You stutter out in fear.

"What?" Loki asks fearfully as well.

"I think you need to take out the glass." You mumble out shakily.

You lean back and let Loki straddles your legs.

Loki sighs shakily before placing both of his hands on the glass, ready to rip it out.

"Ready?" he asks.

You suck in a deep breath and close your eyes as you nod, wincing for the inevitable amount of pain about to hit you.

Loki waits a few seconds making you open your eyes to ask him what's going on when he rips it out.

You let out a scream so loud your throat burns before slapping your hand over your mouth.

Your body instantly tries to curl up from the pain but can't because Loki's still on top of you.

You cry out in pain and place weak punches on Loki's stomach, trying to channel your pain somewhere else.

"I know, my love. I know. I'm so sorry." He says guilty with tears in his eyes.

You bite down on your wrist as another flash of pain washes over you and more tears spill.

"You have to heal yourself." Loki says cupping your face in his hands.

You nod slightly as your eyes turn golden again, feeling the magic surging out of your hands.

You move your hands around your wound, feeling it start to heal, soon enough the wound was fully healed with no traces of pain, only a small battle scar.

Your breathing was heavy, hands shaky and full of blood.

You try to catch your breath as Loki rubs your arm while getting off of you.

"You did it." he says.

You nod tiredly.

Just then you notice the water is way higher than you realize.

"We have to try get to Rhodey and Bruce." You say.

Loki nods and you both slip off of the wall you were on, swimming through debris towards where you had heard Bruce and Rhodey.

"Bruce! Rhodey! Rocket?" You ask as you and Loki reach them.

"Glad to see you both, okay." Rhodey says to us as we climb up onto the wall he and Rocket are on.

Soon enough more water starts to flood to where its to your necks.

You feel Loki grip your hand in the water.

You look at him fearfully chin wobbling as you try not to cry.

Loki pulls you into him, kissing you like its the last time. And it very well may be.

"I'm sorry." he says once you both pull away.

You shake your head and rest your forhead against his.

You let out a sob and pull him back into a kiss.

You pull apart slowly, preparing to go under when we were lifted up into the air.

You thank God with a relived laugh.

You all get put down and Scott's hand opens up to reveal everyone has come back.

You all jump out and you gasp gripping tightly onto Loki's hand.

You let go of Loki's hand, he takes out his daggers and you allow your powers to surge from your hands.

You watch as every Avenger turn to Thano's arm ready.

"Avengers...Assemble!" Steve says.

There were many battle cries as you all run off into battle.

[vbecker10]

On to my second request!

Pairing: Loki x Fem!Reader

Scene: One way or another, Loki is now part of the Avengers. Y/N isn't an agent at S.H.I.E.L.D., she works an ordinary job ( i.e. architect, consultant, or sales rep...etc.) but is friends/related to some agents.

Request: Y/N is set up on a fancy blind date to meet up with an agent her friend said was a perfect match for her and Loki is undercover for an intel gathering mission and needs a partner to look less suspicious. He's not her usual type, but she trusts her friend and decides to see it through. Could you please write about the two going through the blind date, she not realizing he is the wrong person until the end of the night. I'll leave the ending of whether or not they actuality end up dating or just stay friends up to you!

The Blind Date? (Part 1 of 4)

Part 2 | Part 3 & 4 in progress

Pairing: Loki x female reader

Warnings: none...? Loki annoying Thor, a vague history of terrible dates, mentions of mob activity (I guess)... idk I'm hoping for a bit funny at first then fluff in the second or third part

Summary: Your friend sets you up on a blind date with someone she works with at SHIELD but you accidentally end up on a mission with Loki

POV: This goes back and forth between Y/N's perspective and Loki's (and if you don't like how I call it Y/N POV and Loki POV... I don't care lol we've all had this convo before and you know damn well what I mean so here goes)

A/N: @soubi001 I love this idea!! I really hope you like this, I'm so sorry it took such a long time and I'm sorry it seems to be getting really long so I'm making it a few parts 💚 thanks for listening to me ramble about this one @michelleleewise

Word Count:

Dividers by: @harlequin-hangout

(Y/N POV)

"Oh come on, it'll be fun," Michelle urges but you shake your head then hide behind the flimsy plastic menu. "Don't you trust me?" she asks with a wide smile as she reaches across your other friend to tap on the back of your menu.

"Not even a little," you reply slowly in a serious tone.

She scoffs dramatically, leaning back in her chair as she holds her hand over her heart, "Wow Y/N, that really hurts." You stifle a laugh as she turns her attention to the woman sitting between you at the bar, "Can you believe her Jess?"

"Well... you don't exactly have a good track record with setting her up on blind dates," Jess answers, putting her menu down. Michelle rolls her eyes and she continues, "I mean, let's be honest, the last few guys you set her up with were-"

"Horrible," you finish her sentence, looking up from your menu.

"I was going to say not great, but horrible works," Jess agrees with a nod.

"Ugh," Michelle groans, clearly annoyed Jess sided with you on the subject. "Ok, so maybe there were a few duds here and there-"

"A few?" you ask quickly.

"I'll admit, Mark was definitely a jerk... and I guess I should have known Danny wouldn't be your type but they weren't all that bad. You have to give me some credit," Michelle says, not giving up.

"Let's see... Fred was an hour late with literally no excuse then he got annoyed when I didn't want to go to his place after. Kevin brought his cat to the restaurant in a backpack and talked to Mr. Pickles more than me. Derek kept eating off of my plate without asking and he took my leftovers. Toby was into all these weird conspiracy theories and thought Australia wasn't a real place-" you count each person on your fingers as Jess laughs hysterically at your string of terrible blind dates.

"I get it!" she practically yells, cutting you off before you can continue. "But seriously, this guy really is perfect for you. I promise."

"No. Absolutely not," you tell her, crossing your arms as you lean back in your chair. "You've set me up with enough weirdos. I'm not doing it."

"Just this last one," she pleads. "And if it doesn't work out, I'll never set you up with anyone ever again. Jess can be your witness."

You sigh and rub your eyes. "I'm not getting out of this am I?" you ask Jess.

She looks over at Michelle before answering than shakes her head, "Nope, doesn't look like it." She then adds, "Better you than me."

"Thanks," you say sarcastically. You can practically feel Michelle buzzing with nervous energy as you try to think of a way to avoid what is almost guaranteed to be another terrible blind date. After a few moments of silence you breath deeply then throw your hands up in defeat. "Fine... tell me what's so amazing about this guy," you tell her.

"Ok ok ok, so..." Michelle starts excitedly. "He's new to the city, he just moved here with his older brother a couple of months ago. He keeps to himself so he hasn't really made friends with anyone at work," she explains.

"Oh good, so he's anti-social," Jess comments and you can't hold back a laugh.

"What? No," she says then glares at Jess, "You're not helping."

"I wasn't trying to help," your friend smirks.

Michelle groans and looks directly at you, "Ignore her. He's not anti-social, I think he's just a bit on the quiet side. He reads a ton so you guys have that in common."

Jess interrupts again, "Unless he's into smut about fantasy characters I doubt they've read any of the same books recently."

"I read other stuff too," you respond, hitting her shoulder lightly but she raises an eyebrow at you.

"Can I continue?" Michelle asks and you both nod. "So he's super tall and he has a really sexy accent."

"Now those are two things you can definitely build a lasting relationship on," Jess comments and you cover your mouth with your hand to quiet your laughter.

Michelle clears her throat loudly and Jess avoids making eye contact with her. "Do I need to remind you that you are only engaged to Sebastian because I set you two up on a blind date two years ago?" Michelle asks Jess.

"No..." she answers sheepishly. "I'll be quiet."

"Good, now as I was saying..." Michelle's tone becomes excited again. "You're going to love him. Trust me."

You bite your lip then say, "Ok, I trust you. But if he's not totally amazing..."

"I'll never set you up with anyone ever again," she agrees to your terms with a smile. "I'll talk to him Monday at work to set it up."

(LOKI POV)

"Ah, there you are, brother," Thor's loud voice echoes through the small library. You sigh deeply, setting your tea on the small table next to you. You mutter a greeting in response but don't look up from your book as you turn the page. "What are you reading?" he asks as he settles into one of the leather chairs across from you.

"A book," you reply, "You have heard of those I assume."

"You know that is not what I meant," he says, you can't help but smirk in response to his annoyed tone. After a brief pause, you finally tell him the title of your book and he nods although you know he has never heard of it.

You continue to read, assuming he will grow tired of you ignoring him but after several minutes your curiosity gets the better of you. "Is there something you need brother, or did you truly come to the library to watch me read?" you ask, your eyes still fixed to your book.

"Peter told me you asked him to delete the dating profile he had set up for you," he says.

"I did," you confirm as you turn the page again. "I do not see how this is any concern of yours."

"You only had it for a week," he states.

"That was six days longer than I required it," you reply.

"Did you match with someone that quickly?" he asks in surprise.

You shrug, you hadn't opened the app once after the boy had installed it for you, "No and I doubt I would have. I do not need a computer to solve a problem I do not have."

He sighs, "Loki, you cannot spend all of your free time alone, hiding in the library."

"I am not hiding," you look up finally, closing your book. "And I do not spend all of my free time here, sometimes I read in the park or my room."

He puts his hand over his face and groans. "You know we are going to be on Midgard for the foreseeable future, brother," he reminds you unnecessarily. "It is not good for you to be alone all of the time. How about I ask Jane if she knows anyone you could spend time with? We could even go on a double date, that might be fun."

"As thrilling as that sounds," you say as you roll your eyes. "I am perfectly fine alone. Thank you for your concern, now if you wouldn't mind," you open your book again and wave your hand towards the door.

Before he can respond, the door to the library opens and a SHIELD agent with a tablet enters. She only takes a few steps inside and says, "Captain Rogers needs you to report to the briefing room in fifteen minutes."

You smile to yourself, hoping this new mission will occupy your brother for at least a few days. Thor rubs his hands together and stands up but the agent shakes her head. Thor pauses and she says, "Oh, actually... it looks like this mission is for Loki. Sorry Thor, maybe next time."

You chuckle at the obvious disappointment on his face as you stand up, your book vanishing into your pocket dimension with a flick of your wrist. "Well brother, it looks as though this uninteresting little chat of ours will have to wait until I return," you smirk as you walk past him.

(LOKI POV)

"Ok team," Stark says when everyone has taken their seats at the large oval table. "This is going to be strictly a recon mission. As most of you know the Sokovian mob has begun opening a large number of restaurants in Manhattan, Philadelphia and Boston. It's been confirmed that the majority of these establishments are being used as fronts for illegal gambling tournaments, money laundering and other criminal activities."

"Such a waste, cause the food is supposed to be really good," Barton says in a joking tone.

Natasha laughs while Rogers crosses his arms and gives Barton a disapproving look. Stark ignores the comment and continues, "Up until now we have been letting state and local law enforcement handle the mob as they normally would but there's been a new development that puts them on our radar. We just received intel that there is going to be a meeting between several members of the Sokovian mob family and two high ranking members of Hydra."

"That can't be anything good," Natasha says. "Does the intel give any details about what they might be meeting about?"

"No," Rogers answers. "That's why we need you and Laufeyson to go undercover as a couple on a date, so you can record their conversation." He opens a small metal case and continues, "You will also need to plant these four listening devices in various locations in the restaurant. Hill has mapped them out for you." You open the folder in front of you again, flipping to the floor plan of the restaurant. Hill added several notes and suggested locations for the devices.

"Since the goal of this mission is to plant the bugs, record their meeting and then get out without being noticed you'll both need to alter your appearance," Hill says to you and Natasha.

You stand up confidently, "That shouldn't be an issue." You hold your arms out slightly at your sides as a green glow surrounds you in a flash. "What do you think?" you ask, running your fingers through your unruly blonde curls. You adjust your dark rimmed glasses then roll up the sleeves on your deep blue sweater.

"Yea..." Stark says. "I'm not sure the professor look is quiet what we were talking about. You're still-"

"Incredibly handsome," you smirk.

"I was going to say tall," he rolls his eyes. "You only changed your hair and added glasses, you still look like you. Try becoming someone no one will notice."

"Ah, yes. One moment," you say then with a second flash of green your appearance changes again.

"Oh come on," Rogers says loudly. He throws his hands up and turns away from you then back quickly.

You look down at yourself and chuckle, you can't remember the last time you were this small. You crane your neck to look up at the Captain who is now almost a foot taller then you.

"What kind of game is this Laufeyson?" he asks.

You feign innocence, "I was merely following Stark's suggestion. I imagine very few people would turn their heads if I walked by as you, the pre-serum version of course."

Natasha and Barton try to contain their laughter while Stark steps between you and Rogers. "Very funny," he says sarcastically. "You get one more chance..." he warns and you nod, clearing your throat as a green glow surrounds you again.

"That's more like it," Hill says and Stark nods in agreement. You shrug, unimpressed with your current form. You reduced your usual height by nearly six inches, changed your hair color to light brown and shortened the length. Your features are different as well, your eyes becoming a dark brown, ensuring that you are completely unrecognizable.

"May I ask, what are your plans?" you turn your attention to the spy.

She smiles and takes a small device out of a pocket on her belt, placing it behind her ear. She taps the device and her face changes right before your eyes. "Its a Photostatic Veil, or Nano Mask depending on who you ask. They are nano-sized holographic cells that can change a person's features and even their voice," she explains in a flawless British accent.

"Impressive," you say with a slight nod as she turns it off. After an hour of discussing the minor details of the mission, you finally head back to your room to finish your book in peace.

(Y/N POV)

You close the door to your apartment and kick off your shoes then you walk quickly into your kitchen to set your grocery bags on the counter. You reach into your pocket and answer your phone.

"Hi Y/N," the voice on the other end greets you happily.

"Hey Michelle," you reply. You hold the phone against your ear with your shoulder as you begin to unload the groceries. "How's it going?"

"Fantastic," she says and you can tell by her voice that the date is on. "So... I talked to him at lunch today and he is definitely looking forward to seeing you this weekend."

"Great," you tell her, trying to sound enthusiastic. Maybe this wouldn't be a complete disaster like all the others, you think hopefully.

"He said he wants to try one of those new Sokovian restaurants," Michelle says. "I hear the food is amazing."

You laugh, "Me too. They seem to be all over the city all of a sudden."

"Perfect, so it's all set. This Saturday at 7, on the corner of 3rd Avenue and East 6th street," she says, pausing for a moment before adding, "Write it down, so you don't forget."

"I'm not going to forget," you mumble as you roll your eyes.

"I can practically hear you rolling your eyes at me. Look, we both know you have the memory of a goldfish. Write it down," she jokes but you know better then to argue with her.

You grab a pad and pen from one of the drawers in your kitchen and write down the time and address. "There, I made a note," you tell her. You tear off the piece of paper dramatically so she can hear it over the phone then stick it to your fridge with a magnet.

"Good," she laughs.

"So..." you pause. "Does the mystery man have a name?"

"He does," she answers.

"Do I have to guess it?" you ask.

"I'm not telling you," she says, "The last time I told you a guys name before a date, you googled him so much you could have written his biography."

"That's fair, I guess," you admit.

"Oh, I've got to go," she says, you can hear her dogs barking in the background. "I'll text you later."

"Ok, bye," you say just before she hangs up. You put the last of the items in the fridge and check your note.

(LOKI POV)

"Since Natasha got called away for a mission with Thor, you're going to need to find someone in the restaurant to use as cover. You'll be far less noticeable if you aren't sitting at the bar alone for hours. If you can, get a table as close to the targets as possible," Rogers instructs you.

"I doubt I'll have any issues finding a lovely young lady to spend my evening with," you respond as Hill hands you a small earpiece to use during the mission and the listening devices. After shifting into your undercover form, you straighten your tie and comb your hair with your fingers. Checking yourself in the small mirror you shrug, this is as good as you are going to look.

You reach for the door handle and Rogers stops you. "Remember Laufeyson, you're still on probation and this is officially your first solo mission. Stay on script and under the radar," he reminds you. "You don't want to give us any reason to reconsider the deal we made with Thor. Fury and Tony would have no issues sending you right back to Asgard if anything goes wrong."

You nod silently, not wanting to admit how well you understood the gravity of your current situation. You clear your throat then sarcastically say, "Its heartwarming to see how much confidence the team has in me."

"Just don't make us regret trusting you," he responds as you step out of the van.

Putting your hands in your coat pockets, you turn the corner from 6th Avenue onto West 3rd Street. The restaurant is visible roughly halfway down the street. When you step inside, you can see most of the tables full and the bar is crowded. The hostess walks over to you with a friendly smile and asks if you need a table.

"I'm actually supposed to be meeting a blind date here. Would it be alright if I checked to see if she was waiting for me at the bar?" you ask.

"Of course," the woman replies and you walk past her towards the back of the restaurant.

As you get closer you see several groups of friends, a few couples but only one woman sitting by herself. She is alternating between staring at her phone anxiously and looking around the room. Clearly she is waiting for someone, you think to yourself, but she is your best opportunity at the moment. You take a few more steps towards her and chuckle quietly as an idea quickly forms. You adjust your illusion so she will be the only one in the restaurant to see you as yourself and decide to go on a date, as your brother has so often suggested.

(Y/N POV)

You hold your phone nervously, seeing a new text from Michelle letting you know he was at the restaurant. You look up, scanning the large space but you have no idea who you are looking for. Suddenly your heart stops when you see Loki walking towards you with a smile.

This can't be happening, you think to yourself. Michelle worked for SHIELD but you knew she barely interacted with the Avengers or even the agents. She was on the technical side, working at least ten floors below them in the Tower. He had to be your date though, you quickly reasoned. Just moved here with his brother... really tall... sexy accent, that all sounds like what little you knew of Loki.

You look down at your phone and text Michelle, "I found him." You slide it into your pocket and get up from the stool as Loki approaches you.

"Hello darling," he says smoothly.

"Hi, I'm Y/N," you introduce yourself with a smile. You feel your phone go off but without reading the message, you put it on silent.

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Crossed Swords:To The Hilt [Avenger! Loki x Fem.Reader]

Part of the Hostile F*cks Collection A Link to my Masterlist is HERE Summary: (10) 'Master of Blades' Laufeyson makes good on his threat promise. Warnings: 18+ Minors DNI. Smut. Language. "Friends" w/ benefits. Hostility. (w/c 3.3k)

The door to the blade depositary closed with a soft click beneath Loki’s palm. You let your eyes crawl over the exotic weaponry hanging on the walls as he stalked behind you.

Longswords, broadswords, axes, spears, rapiers; all exquisitely arranged to Steve’s meticulous wallchart. The expansive short-sword display was unsurprisingly, sparse. “Does any particular weapon draw your attention, Agent?” Loki’s deep voice rasped, sliding his hands purposefully over your hips.

You let your head roll back against his shoulder as he pulled you to him, feeling his arousal hard as marble against the curve of your ass. Loki’s fingers grazed over your mound, tracing lightly over your hood through the leggings. “Why do you insist on being so wilful, Agent?” he purred menacingly, pressing his fingers against the swollen bundle of nerves. “So inflammatory. Crossing swords with a god...” he tsk'd, dripping with condescension. You gasped as his fingers dragged upwards, pulling gently at your clit. “Your first offence...the red dress, I gave you the benefit of the doubt.” he sneered, ignoring your soft moans of pleasure. “Simple ignorance. Your subconscious attempt to rouse my jealousy without understanding the consequences of your actions, perhaps.” Loki inhaled deeply into your hair. “But this…” he growled on the exhale. His fingers fluttered beneath your t-shirt, hooking under the red lace of your g-string. “This is an act of defiance. A confrontation…” He pulled the fabric outward. “…an act of mischief.” Loki tutted, releasing the elasticated lace with a sharp thwack against your skin.

“Did you hope that by flaunting this feeble war-cry that you would set fire to my jealousy? Did you like it so much the first time?” he snorted, stepping backward. To your shame, you whimpered at the loss of his touch.

Loki chuckled thoughtfully, releasing a low hum as he ran his hands covetously down the curve of your waist. “You have unleashed something far more unpredictable than my jealousy, Agent...” he murmured darkly. "My admiration.” “Your admiration seems in high demand today.” you mustered, circling your hips against the protrusion. Loki’s hands froze, before one rose and unsheathed the sword from the holster tight on his back. The scrape of steel on leather made you shiver. “Ah, you heard my guest, then.” he said quietly, extending his arm in front of you. The Asgardian longsword threw glimmers in the low light. The blurred reflections of your shapes glinted in the blade, before he ran the flat diagonally across your breasts. Cool metal grazed your nipples as Loki let out an exaggerated moan in your ear. “What did you feel, Agent? Hearing me with another. Tell me.” “Nothing.” you gasped, raising your hand up over the blade to slide along the chiselled landscape of his cheekbone. “Liar.” he rumbled, his warm breath making arousal seep deeper into the lace. You tugged his hair in a fist. Hard.

“You feel more than you let on, Agent. The malice, the venom.” He moaned as his thick cock dragged against your lower back through his tight pants. “The supposed hatred that I make you feel as I do. Isn’t that right?” “I do...I fucking...hate you, Loki” you moaned, as his flattened fingers pressed upward against your sex. Instinctively your grip tightened around the clutch of his hair, pulling his face downward into the curve of your neck. He hummed thoughtfully, thrusting gently against your ass. “I know you do, darling.” he cooed, breath hitching as your free hand grasped against his hips. “Powerful...isn’t it?” In a flash Loki spun you, pulling you flush to his bare chest in a ravenous kiss. You heard the priceless sword clatter from his hand to the floor, realising that the god’s spandex top and leather holster had melted away. Only the fencing pants remained. Ropes of shoulder muscle shifted beneath the straps as his tongue filled your mouth, wet passion smothering you. Your fingernails scraped down his carved stomach, feeling the weight of his hands spread wide across your ass. You slid the straps over his shoulders, mapping every centimetre they edged down those solidly curved biceps. Pressing them to the skin, you felt the fabric tug against his fine forearm hair before letting them fall sluttishly around his hips. Loki’s flat stomach clenched as he thrust forward, the hardness imprisoned within the tight fencing pants straining. You tucked a finger inside the waistband, pulling it out before letting it snap back to his taut skin. “Tease.” Loki growled playfully, his eyes narrowing as you bit your lip. He groaned as your fingers skimmed the outline of his arousal like a magnet, a wordless beg that made your pussy gape. “Yesss…” he groaned gratefully as you sank slowly to your knees, letting your palms run greedily over the soft material bound to his thighs like a second skin. Fingers dug into the firm flesh, nudging him backwards. He backed into the display of daggers with a soft clang as you edged closer, the thin material of your leggings letting the burn of the carpet sink through. This is madness, you thought; as your face buried in his crotch, inhaling the deep, musky scent through the fabric which taunted you. Madness. “Doesn’t it make you f-feel alive?” Loki gasped, as your fingers toyed with the zip. All you could muster were shallow pants as the zip drew lower; from below his naval to the seat of his desire. He groaned again as your fingers wrapped around his manhood, salvation from its confinement. “I’ve taken the liberty of adding a minor…enchantment…to your body.” he smirked. It grew wider as you raised an eyebrow. “Patience.” he said coolly, silencing your question before it passed your lips. “Don’t you ever shut up?” you murmured against his finger, looking up at him coyly with his cock resting in your hand. He lowered his chin, the dark tendrils of hair loose from its ties falling around his jaw. Loki’s brow furrowed in anticipation as he watched your fingertips trace along the velvet skin. “Make me, Agent.” he smouldered, a smirk pulling at his lips. “Make me...behave.”

A renewed wave of adrenaline flooded your core. I’ll make you fucking behave, prick; you thought, the challenge rushing in rapids through your bloodstream. I’ll make you forget their name. You leant forward, fastening your lips around the thick, leaking tip of his godly cock. Another soft clang let you know that Loki’s head had fallen back against the weaponry. The corners of your mouth stretched in the painfully delicious way you remembered from the motel, his obscene manhood inching inside with every wave of your tongue. Loki’s natural scent clinging to his pubic hair made saliva well around his length. You hummed, letting it squeeze around every sliver of available space as you saw his fist clench and unclench by his side out the corner of your eye. You let your lips slide down his flesh, fully coated and ready to be devoured. With a final inhale through your nostrils, you let it glide to the back of your throat; pressing your lips together. “Slowly...take me..g-gods...a-all the way.” Loki moaned, fingers winding lightly in your hair. You pushed further, feeling the girth pulse against your tonsils. “To the h-hilt.” he choked, releasing a guttural grunt as you did just that. A tingling warmth flooded your mouth, easing down your throat. He hasn’t cum already, has he? The thought was fleeting, before another sensation hit. With every inch you drew slowly back along his length, the feeling lessened. You dove forward again, fingers digging deeper against his muscular hips. It rose again. Like your nipples being brushed teasingly through a cotton t-shirt. Like a wave of unstoppable pleasure growing slowly between your thighs while being stroked by a talented lover. Like being fucked. And like being fucked well. The enchantment, you realised in awe; thrusting your mouth forward onto his desperately hard cock with even more enthusiasm. The tip pressed against the wet back of your throat, making you whimper with the first sparks of orgasm. Every stroke of his perfect manhood inside your mouth was magic, a mysteriously new centre of pleasure making feral arousal slosh higher and higher in your belly. It’s not possible, you thought. Loki’s winding grip in your hair tightened as the indescribable feeling threatened to overwhelm you. He began to thrust lightly into your open mouth, the sway of his hips making you clench around air as you sucked him mercilessly. But with this asshole…you chided yourself, anything is possible. The thick veins of his cock pulsed on your tongue as you moaned; lips sealed tight. Every gasp of pleasure from the god above you made the mess between your legs thicker; arousal seeping into the gusset of your leggings. The back of your throat was sizzling bliss; each press of his tip making nirvana well within your desperate cunt. “Norns...m-more, Agent. Fuck me with that bratty mouth of yours.” he snarled, thighs trembling as you wrapped your fingers around the root of his girth. “F-fuck…” he gasped, a judder sending several daggers behind him bouncing to the floor.

I am going to cum from sucking his goddam dick, you realised with frightening intensity as you gripped tight to the open waistband of the fencing pants. You were gyrating against air, rocking yourself backwards and forwards along the endless column between his legs. Loki spread his feet wider to stifle a buckle, one hand flying to a shelf at the side. “I’m going to cum, Agent.” he warned formally between heavy breaths, a hand grasping messily around the handle of an axe askew on the wall. Another moan choked through the vacuum of your lips, pumping your hand at the base while you devoured him greedily. The shaft pressed deeper, saliva drooling down your chin as tears of pleasure pricked your eyes. A groan from your full mouth vibrated his cock, feeling his balls tighten. You were cumming, too. Loki’s fingers carded your hair before sliding down to your shoulder, rocking you through the final, aching strokes to his undoing. “Fuck. Yes.. oh… gods...Agen-” He exploded. A wave of hot liquid filled every crevice of your mouth, coating the back of your throat accompanied by one guttural roar from Loki above. The inexplicable orgasm rolling within you fell over the other side of crescendo, white noise bubbling in your eardrums. You spluttered as Loki’s silky cum welled at the entrance to your windpipe, struggling against the weight of your own bliss as you fought for breath. He pushed you back gently, concern etched on his sweat-moistened face. “You almost k-killed me.” you slurred, looking up as he broke out in a mischievous smile at your dishevelled state. A thick drip rolled down your chin.

“Death by semen inhalation. Oh dear…” he murmured, raising you to your feet. “Although it would certainly make for an interesting obituary.” Now that you could breathe, the taste of his seed flooded your senses. Vanilla, sweet...like liquid pudding blended with a sprinkling of salt. Loki’s thumb grazed your lips, bringing it immediately to his own. His cheekbones hollowed as he sucked it clean. “Is that a...god thing?” you said softly, not wanting to hasten the fade of his taste on your tongue. Loki chucked mirthlessly. “I can tell you for a fact that my brother’s arousal does not taste thus, if that is what you mean.” You frowned. “That wasn’t what I-” Loki’s hand cupped your jawline, titling it upwards as he moulded his lips possessively to yours. He worked you backwards, your knees hitting the solid rectangular seat in the centre of the room. The god pushed your shoulders down, setting you with a jolt on top of the sterile cushioning. “He eats too much of your Midgardian junk foods. It taints the source you see.” he muttered. That look was back. The one that flamed in his eyes as his sword grazed his brother’s throat. Loki’s fingers found the waistband of your leggings peeling them from your limbs in one graceful swipe. You gasped as he settled on his knees, spread thighs bulging against the white fabric of the fencing pants. He had tucked his enormous cock back within its holster, but it pressed fiercely against the flimsy cage. Biding its time.

“What Thor said...about your lovers-” you stammered, seeing deep lines appear in his forehead. “What did you whisper to him? In the fight when you-” “Know this.” Loki’s snapped, his hand flying to your throat and tracing his fingers firmly over the curve. He squeezed gently, letting his fingertips graze over your collarbone. His touch was electricity; jealous lust flooding through his skin to yours. You didn’t flinch, tilting your chin upwards. Loki’s eyes followed the exploration of your skin, before rising to meet your questioning stare. “If you ever lie with him, I will destroy you.” he said solemnly. “Is that a threat?” you coyed, squirming against the seat. He was insufferable. But man alive, he was one hot motherfucker. “Of course it is.” he hissed, before leaning forward and gripping the waistband of your red panties between his teeth with a growl. They pulled, the elastic cutting into your skin before breaking with a pathetic snap. Loki knelt back, the lace hanging between his jaws like a dog toy. With a grimace, he spat it to the floor. “It is only by the grace of your misguided discretion that your other lover still has the means to pleasure you.” he sneered coldly, observing the tattered fabric with suspicion before his malevolent gaze rose to yours. “But no matter. He will never satisfy you again by the time we are finished here.” Your breath hitched as his palms found the inside of your knees, spreading your legs. Loki bit a bruising suck into your inner thigh, his smouldering eyes fixed on your own. You whimpered, before he drew back, rubbing the mark he had left in his wake. “It is no business of yours what I whispered to my brother.” Loki murmured to himself, observing his work. “And no business of yours whom I fuck when it is not you, either.” “Loki wha-” Before the final syllables left your lips, one of the god’s palms snaked up your stomach and pushed you backwards. In a flash, his flattened tongue swiped through your soaking folds, collecting the sticky cum already gathered. “Oh god...Loki” you exhaled softly, feeling his muscle dip inside your dripping channel, swirling and caressing every nerve. You knew that he hadn’t been lying about his talents, but the sight of him kneeling before you; the delicately muffled moans leaking from his lips around your cunt...it was almost too much to bear. You threw your head back to stifle a moan, feeling the veins of your neck harden as he ate you out like a sexual demon. Sinfully rich groans of enthusiasm floated from between your thighs as you bucked into his open mouth, completely lost. You could feel yourself opening, every insecurity you had ever known melting in the enthusiasm of his furious adoration. Loki’s fingertips grasped at your stomach, massaging gently as the other arm steadied one shaking leg. “Don’t fight me.” he whispered wetly between your legs. “Moan for me, Agent. For only me.”

His mouth latched to your clit, sucking the hood as you grasped at the edge of the seat. Your hands were moist with sweat, sliding for purchase as the world began to blur. Loki raised his head, glistening arousal smeared across his cheeks and chin. He blew a strand of hair from his lips. “You may want to hold onto something a little more...robust” he purred with a smirk, as the familiar leather back holster appeared theatrically in a low glimmer of seidr, wrapping around his bare shoulders. The tight straps pressed against his shoulders, digging into the skin as he leant forward. Oh Jesus Christ, you thought as your jaw slackened, before he buried himself in your pussy once more. Your fingers wrapped tentatively around the thick straps, nails digging in to the deliciously firm leather. You pulled. Loki’s face pressed deeper into your slit, a groan of approval sounding against the wetness. He lapped rhythmically as you rocked into him, his hand sliding down your stomach to loop around the other shaking leg. “If you stop, I’ll fucking kill you.” you panted, feeling him chuckle against your desperate cunt. But something told you this time he wouldn’t. That this time was different. Loki’s soft tongue dipped inside, licking his lips before placing another wide trail up the centre of your desire. You had been plateauing for what felt like hours, climax blossoming and ebbing with every passionate swipe. Strands of hair fell around his cheekbones as he consumed you, wet slurps bass against the high pitch of your needy whimpers. You raised your knees, tilting your pelvis up as you pulled the leather harness further down. Loki grunted against your pussy, pushing your knees back as he pleasured you deeper. “F-fuck, Loki...please...I’m c-close-” The god let out a guttural growl, sucking your slick folds between his teeth. You thrust against him as his messy licks ravenously devastated every pocket of pleasure between your open thighs. You craned upwards, nails digging deeper into the leather. The view would be your final undoing. More of Loki’s hair fell around his jaw, hanging loose as his mouth covered your sex like he would never have enough. His eyes were closed, the thick curves of shoulder muscle rolling as he became lost in your pleasure as if it were his own. You watched his cheekbones hollow; lips suckling at your clit before you fell over the edge with a wail of his name. Instinctively you pulled the leather holster further, feeling his tongue slide inside your liquid channel as he pulled every last whimper from your spent, shuddering body. Seconds passed in silence, the only sound in the air your slow, staggered breaths. “Are you humbled enough to admit it now?” he goaded knowingly, resting back on his knees. Your hands fell from the leather holster clinging to his bare shoulders. “Uh…that was uh...it was-what?” you stammered, catching your breath. There were stars sizzling behind your eyelids. For at least another few moments, you wanted to avoid his sanctimonious smugness. Just another few-

“That I’m the best.” he snipped. You jumped as something soft landed on your belly. You looked at him vacantly, before Loki threw his hands in the air. “Get dressed.” he snapped. “What about the swords? We...we need to put them back.” you panted, shuffling up on your elbows. “They are back.” Loki drawled, nodding casually to a large trunk in the corner that was definitely not on Steve’s wallchart. You looked from the trunk back to Loki, running your eyes over his bare chest shimmering with a thin sheen of sweat. Your cum glistened on his lips, his chin, his cheeks. “If you’re a very good girl, and manage to hold that smart tongue of yours...perhaps you’ll earn more after the mission tonight.” Loki’s keen gaze followed your own, meeting it with a frown as you lay dazed on the bench. You groaned, eyes squeezing shut as reality came crashing home. “Or perhaps you have other plans? Surely you are not so cock-drunk for me that you forgot about the mission.” Loki sneered, a flicker of jealousy skating over his otherwise placid features. The spandex top suddenly manifested back onto his lithe frame like dripping tar, the leather holster melting to nothing. He smoothed his hair back, collecting the damp curls which had fallen in a swirl of magic as it became perfectly placed once again. The tight trousers creased around his thighs; the heaviness of his relentlessly hard cock outlined against the white fabric. “Are you never satisfied?” you huffed sarcastically, rolling your eyes while you tried not to let out a whimper. You wanted more. Always more. And it was torture. He was torture. Loki slid the straps of the fencing pants in place over his shoulders with a chuckle before stalking across the floor. He leant over your sprawled body, placing his hands on the seat to either side. His firm biceps bulged against the spandex as he lowered, tongue pressing inside your mouth in a passionate kiss. He’s never done that before, you thought; as you melted into his unexpected touch. Not after. Loki withdrew, rubbing his smooth cheek against yours. Your skin tingled, the graze of a secret smile pressing against your jaw from his lips. His warm breath caressed your ear, the scent of your cum thick on his breath as he spoke. “Never.” he purred slowly. You shivered, feeling his power seep through the sliver of air between you. “Now do what Daddy tells you, Agent...and get dressed.”

Continued in Captain’s Orders Part of the Hostile F*cks Collection

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I’ve Got the Old Man’s Car!

I won’t lie, this was heavily inspired by this Y/N Marvel video. I couldn’t not.

Tony walked into the common room of the Avengers Compound with a perturbed expression. The rest of the team was scattered across the room in small groups of two or three, and the occasional lone wolf; Wanda was in the kitchen cooking dinner with Vision's help.

“Has anyone seen Y/N?" the billionaire asked.

“Nope, sorry,” Wanda called absently as she sprinkled spices into the large pot.

"I can't find Bucky, either,” Steve admitted from where he sat drawing on the couch directly facing the 60” flatscreen TV.

“I cannot find Loki, as well," Thor confessed over the rim of his mug of beer.

"I would look outside if I were you," Natasha advised, leaning against the top of the bar.

"Should I be worried?” Tony half-joked as he walked over to the bay windows over-looking the grounds.

“I have Stark’s keys!" Loki bellowed as he raced across the lawn towards the garage.

"I've got Steve’s wallet!" Bucky added as he vaulted over a row of shrubbery.

"And I know a shortcut to Red Robins!” Y/N whooped as they keyed open the doors and deftly caught the fob the Frost Giant tossed them.

“Is that ... my Mclaren?” Tony asked as the trio pulled out onto the drive with a squeal of tires and loud revving.

Everyone stared in amazement as the resident troublemakers drove off into the sunset.

Tony, Bruce, Clint, Thor, Steve, Nat, Wanda, Vision, Sam, even Doctor Strange; who was there to evaluate Y/N’s ablities in the first place.

“Yup, you two are definitely soul twins,”Nat chuckled.

Tony shot the Russian assassin a look, then began to laugh as well.

“Yeah. They’re something else, aren’t they?"

[maneskinwh0re]

cute {fem} loki headcanons !!

– she can’t remember the distinction between starbursts and starbucks

– if the [avengers] tower is a mess, she will often be the one to clean it up with her magic while muttering profanities under her breath // “damn untidy lowlife midgardians...”

– cries during rom coms but will literally never admit it

– pretends to not like children but will use her magic to entertain them when no one else is looking

– cannot figure out some modern technology for her life // phone is fine, but gets physically aggressive when trying to work a computer, vr set, ipad, television, etc.

– won’t let you pay for anything (she just steals it) // her defense is that she is “borrowing it permanently”

– when she eats something cold (ex: ice cream), her lips sometimes fade to a tinted blue because of her jotun form

– if you beat her in training she is grumpy the rest of the day // too competitive for her own good

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been in a mood where i need to write fluff, this is part 1 so i hope y'all enjoy :) smut will be out hopefully this weekend

put any requests in the comments !!

-bee xx

[siconetribal]

Wishing You Were Here

Tag: @vbecker10, @harlequin-hangout

Pairing: Loki x Y/N

Warning: Fluff, angsty, Loki feels, all the feels, poor Y/N I'm always so mean to you

Author Note: So, I promised way back that I would do another Loki piece, and I've been working on this idea for a bit of a while. I hope you all like it, it's not as humorous as my last stuff, but I wanted to do something more serious.

There was no denying that life was a force that was impossible to control. It was wild and free spirited one moment and leisurely and demure the next. A wild stallion with a spirit that with an indomitable spirit, beautiful and exhilarating. An ocean with depths invisible to the eye, majestic and frightening. Life was many things, and at this moment it was unfathomable to Y/N’s mind. For almost one year now, she was living in the Avengers tower and sharing a flat within its walls with the Loki. Who knew a simple online ad was all it took to meet with people who were literally from out of this world?

Sighing for what felt like the umpteenth time, she glanced over the walls of her cubicle at the large analog clock on the wall. Only two minutes had passed since her last check. Leaning back into her computer chair, she slumped and silently groaned. This day was going to one of those long days that never end.

There’ve been a lot more of those recently. She pinched the bridge of her nose and took in a deep breath. I don’t get why it matters. This isn’t the first time this has happened, and it’s most certainly not going to be the last. It comes with the territory. Loki will be out on missions more often because he’s proven himself worthy of trust and that it was the mind stone that corrupted him. Though, with a tragic backstory like his, it’s no surprise. That all aside, this is a good thing for him. He needs this, and he finally gets a chance to be with his brother. I don’t care what he plays at, he’s a happy younger brother excited to be included with his big brother and his friends, finally. Sitting up properly in her seat again, she picked up a pen and began to slowly tap it against the desk. This was a great thing, and she was happy for him. She wanted him to grow and heal, he deserved this and then some. And yet…there were days like this.

The inky goop slowly rose up, cloying and clinging inside her as she sank deeper into its swampy depths. The thick strings wrapped around her heart, sharp thorns digging into her heart whenever it wrapped around tighter. This heavy guilt was never too far behind the emptiness that lingered at the lack of his presence. There was no denying it anymore, she missed Loki. She missed his witty remarks, his infuriating way of toying with her that left her spinning and dumbstruck, his posh way of speaking, his graceful motions that made her feel like a mole trying to walk on land-awkward and fumbling. She missed his laughter, his sarcasm, his silent companionship, and just everything about him.

Who am I kidding, I love him. She leaned forward, elbows on her desk, as she hid her face in her hands. I love Loki, and there’s no point in beating around the bush. Not like I can do or say anything, though. He’s a prince, an Asgardian god. I���m just some random human that just happened to be in need of a flatmate. He can have anyone. Who knows what sort of beautiful geniuses he’s dated on Asgard, but he’s gone to premiers and events with supermodels, A-list entertainers, and actual human nobles and royals. I’m some girl from a town where nothing amazing happens that landed in NYC with hard work. A huge bookish nerd that’s always falling for the guys in the pages who are as perfect as they can be. I went from spending all my time imagining what it’d be like if they’d existed to actually living with one, and now I know how impossible it is for me to pull them.

Her chest hurt. Her throat constricted and the corners of her eyes stung at the harsh reality that slapped her in the face. She inhaled sharply and cleared her throat. This was not going to happen. Not now at work, not today. “You’re fine, Y/N. You knew this would happen if you accepted these feelings.” She scolded herself. “Chin up, get to work. He’s busting his butt out there on some mission and you’re having a self-pity party? No way,” she sat up straighter. And what a fine booty it is. “He’s one of your best friends, that’s good enough.” Cracking her knuckles, she pushed her computer chair in and got back to researching the locations you were tasked with for potential Avengers intervention.

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Loki sat at the edge of a cliff, watching the blue sky burst into orange and purple as the sunset in the distant horizon. The gentle ocean breeze caressed his face. He took in the crisp salty air and let out a deep relaxing sigh. Why was he such a fool? There was nowhere in the nine realms that he could go that would get her out of his mind. The mission had ended almost a week ago, but he was unable to go back. Not yet. Like a shooting star, she came crashing into his life and he was never the same. The once aloof and independent second prince who had a need for nor no one was now stuck to some Midgardian? Preposterous.

No, she is not some comet. She is the ocean. Shapeless and all encompassing, he stared out at the water stretched before him. The waves lapped against the shore. Unassuming and everywhere, and yet I’m always searching for her.  How long had he been like this? So overwhelmed by her that it was getting harder to tread her waters? When did her waves that licked at her heels start to come crashing over his head. Closing his eyes, he took in a deep breath with his lips pressed thin. It’s not her fault. It is foolish of me to blame her. She did not come to drown me, and yet here I am tumbling in the depths. 

For many years he lived just beneath the surface, barely surviving was his only purpose. The sins of his past, the horrid and vile emotions of disgust, hatred, and shame hung over his head every day. His traumatic past and the consequences of his poor decisions haunted him every night. It was a routine he had grown accustomed to, and his existence was merely just that, an existence. Who was he? What was he? He needed to find himself once more. “And my overly eager brother was happy to assist me,” he mumbled as he opened his eyes to see the blackish-blue sky slowly begin to dot with stars. “Which led me to her.” He sighed.

When did the darkness turn to light? When did I, Loki of Asgard, begun to look forward for something? No, someone. The one who changed everything was her. It was a random afternoon in the tower when it was brought to the forefront of his mind. Y/N was out of town for some family reasons, and he had been alone in the flat for roughly three days at that point. His training was done for the day and there were no meetings until later in the evening when the recon would return with more data. He had the whole day free to do as he wished. A rare moment of peace, which he took and ran straight to their flat to read the book he was unable to finish because of work. 

Comfortably settled in his favorite leather chair, he picked up the leather-bound tome and opened it. Before he could focus on the words, a flat piece of wood slipped out from between the sheets and fell silently on his lap. There was a hint of sandalwood infused in it with intricate and delicate designs carved into the body with a green braided rope and tassel looped through the hole punched at the top. A birthday gift from Y/N. He had no need for a bookmark. His memory was excellent and there was no need to celebrate his birthday. There was nothing worth commemorating, and he told her as such. Her shoulders had dropped a smidgen at his words, but her smile never faltered. She pushed through with the same energy as she pulled out a small cake she had made for him. 

“Your birthday is important to celebrate because you were born. Had you not been born, I would have never met you, and I’m grateful you were!” Such simple words had struck him, the God of mischief with a silver tongue, silent. She was sincerely happy. His heart thumped rather uncomfortable at his ribs and his mouth felt dry. It was as if he was slowly drowning in a tub of lukewarm water. It was awkward and heartwarming, something he had forgotten long ago. His icy disposition was beginning to melt. He looked around at the well furnished apartment that suddenly felt larger and hollower than the royal halls of the Asgardian castle. He fidgeted in the deafening silence before grabbing the bookmark. Snapping his book shut, he stood from his seat and left. To where, he was not sure, but he could not stand being in there anymore.

He roamed the halls of the tower aimlessly before heading to the cafeteria to eat. He heard a female voice and quickened his pace. Y/N, he eagerly stepped into the kitchen area only to see it was a group of women and none of whom were her. He flashed them a perfect smile, earning a few squeals and giggles, before he excused himself. I should go to the library, that’s it. I need a change of scenery when reading. He straightened his back and turned on his heel. As per usual, there was scarcely anyone there. His favorite spot by a large bay window was empty, as per usual, which made him smile. Just how it he liked it. He walked towards it but stopped at the call of his name.

“Loki, look! Isn’t this cool?!” He turned at her voice, only to find no one there. When did he so desperately wanted to hear her voice call his name? To hear her laughter and ridiculous banter? When did the lack of her presence made his world seem so empty? He gritted his teeth and balled his hands into fists when he felt something dig into his palm. Glancing down, he saw the bookmark broken in half in his palm. He had not realized he was holding it this entire time, and it was now just like him, broken. Pocketing the pieces, he made his way out of the library and sought out Thor. He needed to get out of here before he lost it. 

So he took on the earliest and left before she returned. And now here he was, sitting under the star-studded sky of New Asgard, and he was still thinking about her. He knew he was infatuated with her, but it was so much more now. He wanted to possess her, keep her with him. She consumed his mind, burrowed a hole into his life and permanently occupied the spot. Even now, he knew she would have loved to have seen the blazing setting sun or quietly observe the great burning balls of gas burning millions and billions light-years away. She was always everywhere. He gently rubbed at his aching chest.

“Brother was right, this is not a simple passing phase. I,” he paused for a moment. Something about saying it seemed so final. As if putting it out into the ether would seal his fate. “I love her.” He sighed, the weight on his mind vanishing, but a new weight pressing on his heart. He wanted to see her again. Pulling out his phone, he looked at the many unread messages from Y/N. Each of them wishing him the best, success on the mission, praying for his safety, and anticipation of his return home. Home, he snorted at the thought and shook his head. He sat silent for a moment before he let out a small laugh. “She is home, what have I become? How much of a fool do you wish to make of me, Y/N?” He asked aloud, shaking his head at himself, unlocking the device and hitting the phone icon by her name. It rang a handful of times before she picked up, the sound of the phone tumbling and her fumbling greeting him.

“H-hello?! Loki?!” Her groggy voice came from the other side.

“Hello darling, were you sleeping?”

“Mmm, no, just sorta knocked out on the couch.” She mumbled, he could imagine it now, her slowly sitting up with her hair a bit of a mess and as she rubbed her eyes. He chuckled softly. “Are you done with your mission?”

I’ve been done for a while now, but I can’t tell you that. It would break your heart, but the worst of it is that you would never hold me accountable for my selfish whims. You would be understanding and supporting, as you always are. “Yes, we stopped by New Asgard along the way.”

“Oh? Hopefully not for work?”

“No, no, nothing like that. A simple little reprieve to clear the mind.”

“That’s nice, you deserve it.” Her sincerity stabbed at his heart.

“I’ve found a nice cliff where there is a perfect view of the setting sun over the ocean. I watched the cascading colors over the waters and sky transition from brilliant, bold colors to the dark night. It was breathtaking, much like you.” He smiled as he heard her cough from shock. She must have been drinking some water. “I know how much you love seeing these sorts of things, I wish you were here. And sitting here, watching it without you, just didn’t feel right without you. I had to call.” I wanted to hear your voice. “I wish you were here.”

“Aww, that’s really sweet of you. I wish I could be there too. It’s been really lonely here without you, but I know you’re busy, so I can wait. You’ll come back when you’re done”

Oh, how I miss you too. His chest swelled with such happiness at her confession. It was as if he was given the greatest new in all the nine realms. He wanted to run back to the tower right now and hold tightly in his arms. “Only a few more days until we will be reunited again.” He assured her. “I miss you too, my love.” He heard a hitch in her breath and some clattering and her muffled shock. She must have dropped the phone somewhere and is trying to fish it out. Little did he know, she had dropped it on her face and was currently rubbing her nose.

“My love, that’s a new one.” She finally answered.

“Yes, yes it is. Do you perhaps not like it?”

“What? No, no. no! Not at all! I mean it’s uhm, could be a little misleading.”

“Misleading, how so?” He smirked at how flustered she sounded.

“Uhm, well, you know, it could give someone ideas.”

“Someone ideas? Who is that someone and what are these ideas?” She fell silent on the other end, and he did his very best not to laugh, knowing she was probably dumbstruck and trying to gather the words to explain to him what she was implying. Did he know what she meant already? Of course, but where was the fun in that? Though he did miss seeing her expression for himself.

“Well, not just one someone…but one of them could be me.” She finally answered. “And uhm, the ideas, well, you know, love is a very strong word. Could make people think serious things.”

“Serious things? I suppose that would be concerning if that was wrong.”

“Exactly, so you shou-what?!”

“I said it would be concerning if it were wrong. But it’s not. This is not “giving ideas”, I’m being quite up front. But this is not something that should be discussed over the phone. I’ll make sure to make it very clear for you and everyone when I get back. I’ll see you soon, goodnight darling.” He hung up before she could respond, smiling with utter satisfaction as he got up from his spot and made his way back to the city to speak with Thor. They needed to prepare to leave as soon as possible, because poor Y/N will be an utter mess until they return.