all fics within here are in no particular order— there really just what i could find from top to bottom
❀ fluff
✸ angst
Loki Odinson
a muse and her prince ❀
summary: in which loki is a prince who wishes the world could pride him, and she wishes she could go back to a time where she was hidden— and be free. [drabble, more like teaser]
old acquaintance
summary: loki meets a shield member and is pleasantly surprised [drabble]
stress reliever ✸ ❀
summary: the reader is a formidable avenger, strong and a bright individual— but lacked confidence. anxiety is a pain, and it seems to drop by again while you’re on a mission with loki.
his first love ❀
summary: loki was a young boy and one that was anxious to be loved and recognized by others, others beside his mother. coincidentally, he met you-- his first love and destined soulmate-- it was odd the way you two met though.
nightmares ✸ ❀
summary: in which reoccurring nightmares lead to loki finding himself back to your house in his moment of weakness.
storytime ft. peter parker ❀
summary: based on prompt #016 of “100 Followers Celebration,” in which loki’s boastful reminiscing to his kids leads to some trouble
what if i told you ❀
summary: a VERY short drabble, of loki’s “what if?” mind games
a woman’s pain ❀
summary: loki tries to be a supportive bf when the reader has cramps— too bad he doesn’t really know where to start...
mini-series:
“twisted fate”
summary: prompt #03 from angst list— in which loki decides once again— he’d disappear from the scene for sake of things.
part 1
part 2
Thomas Sharpe
none
Captain James
none
Tom Hiddleston
friendship anniversary ❀
summary: tom wants to make his anniversary of friendship memorable to you— and unknowingly gets you something you’re allergic to...
Marvel (non-ships)
better than any movie ❀
summary: what happens when the avengers can’t decide on a movie and thor decides to bring asgardian liquor? uncle loki might just make things more eventful...
she’s worthy! ❀
summary: an exhausted reader doesn’t realize why there was such a commotion of her being “worthy,” until she’s suddenly lifted from the ground and hearing an encore.
Since today's hot topic is Johnny Depp's victory in the libel suit against his ex-wife; I want to say that this is a big day, especially for male victims and survivors of DV.
No, this is not a loss in the #MeToo movement. If anything, I'd say the #MeToo movement needs to be more inclusive to male victims of abuse.
It's time that we believe all victims and survivors.
“Tom Hiddleston recently did an Instagram livestream for a UK National Theater fundraiser and it was a delight to watch. Couldn’t resist doing some Loki sketches.” (Source)
Disney+ has gotten me this: Loki reacting to Pixar movies. What is my life?
Wall-E:
Loki: The humans destroyed everything. Wall-E should have just stayed on Earth with Eve. Then this would have been a masterpiece.
You: But then the humans would still be in space and never get to have free will or anything-
Loki: Shush. Shut up. They don't matter.
Finding Nemo:
Loki: You know, if Odin had gone through half of that effort to find me in the endless abyss of space things would have been completely different!
Monsters Inc.:
Loki: Monsters do not act this way. They eat you for energy, not scare you.
You: (incredlous look)
Loki: The induced screams are just because their prey tastes better that way.
You: HOW DO YOU KNOW THIS?
Loki: It was an exciting summer, and the smell of bloodlust-
You: You know what? I don't want to know.
Toy Story:
You: I love this movie!
Loki, with magic: I can make it happen... (shrewd glances around the room to make demonic dolls come to life)
You: No! No, that sounds more nightmarish than anything. Remind me to never let you watch any horror movie.
Cars:
Loki: What in the Nine Realms is this??
Ratatouille:
You: Are you more of a Remy or a Emilie?
Loki: I'm a Colette.
You: No, which of the rats-
Loki: At the very least, Anton Ego. That's as low as I'll go.
UP (the beginning of the movie, anyway):
Loki: How dare you insinuate that I am crying. This is simply regular activities for a person of such high caliber as myself.
You: (raises eyebrow)
Loki: You wouldn't understand.
You: Uh huh.
Brave:
Loki: Why are the bears such a big deal?
You: No one knows.
Loki: THIS WOULD HAVE BEEN FINE WITHOUT ALL OF THE BEARS!
You: Yuuup.
Loki: Midgardians are strange.
You: You've watched movies about a fish that has short-term memory loss, a cooking rat, anthropomorphic cars, a house that flies away because of balloons, and this is where you draw the line?
Summary: What happens when the Avengers just can’t choose a movie and Thor suddenly arrives with Asgardian liquor? Along with Loki?
Warning/s: Nothing besides the use and mention of alcohol, thank you... mostly involves loki x reader and natasha x reader. hope you enjoy it !! Slightly inspired by; @imaginethatalena ‘s post here
"Can we just make a decision? Please?" Natasha groaned, leaning against the armrest of the sofa as she stared at the group of males, refusing to pipe down.
"No. Not until this is over," Tony huffed out, turning to Steve. "As I was saying, tonight's movie should be--"
"Horror," Bucky intervened, walking out from the kitchen and taking a sip out of his hot cocoa. "I would love to watch something that involves a jumpscare--"
"Are you nuts? (Y/N) can't handle scary movies, you're going to give 'em a nightmare," Clint defended, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Oh yeah," Tony began, "Why are you even here? Last time I checked, you had a family on your own..."
You groaned as the group of men continued on, fighting over which movie to watch on your Sunday night.
"I swear, at this point, we won't even watch a movie," You whispered to Nat. "I'll be too out of it to even pay attention."
"They're all sucking the energy out of me, honestly," Nat replied with a small smile towards you, draping an arm around you, hugging tightly.
"They're just being idiots... all men are anyway," she joked, drawing a hearty laugh from you as you leaned back. Suddenly you were pulled from the ground, by a tall, masculine figure.
"The fun has finally arrived," Thor announced loudly, laying you back onto the couch a bit roughly, though you knew he didn't have exactly complete control over his strength. "And I've brought alcohol..." his eyes darted to the entire room staring him, down.
"For the grown-ups," Thor added, patting your head softly. "Sorry, Lady (Y/N), it seems you are still too young..."
"I'm eighteen, first-off. Secondly, I don't think I want whatever you have," you mumbled, before the seat next to you became occupied.
"You're absolutely correct," Loki began, before leaning in to whisper softly in your ear. "It's Asgardian liquor, and at least 20x stronger than their regular suit." A maniac laugh erupted from his throat, ruffling a hand through his hair as he stared at his brother pour Stark a drink.
"Whoever drinks that will probably be wasted with a sip..." Loki cackled, staring at both Nat and you. "Things might get heated, so I suggest that the three of us," he began, gesturing the three of you to come closer as he began to reveal his plan for the night.
"Oh my god, look at Tony!" You screamed as you began to laugh like no tomorrow, holding Nat's and Loki's hands to prevent you from falling out of your chair. The three of you watched as Tony stumbled throughout the kitchen, grabbing onto everything closest to him.
..
"Can I just say!?" Tony yelled at the top of his lungs, a finger raised as he stumbled over his words. "That Steve has one hell of an ass..." he finished, toppling over the couch as he fell to the ground, giggling to himself.
"I don't want it to come out the wrong way," Tony defended, slowly steadying himself up as he took another sip out of his glass. "But it's true... and I'm just amazed."
"Might want to stop while you're ahead, Tony," Banner sluggishly suggested, though, in reality, he had only taken a sip of the liquor Thor had brought along with him. Unlike Tony, who seemed to drown a bottle of it down before he began to feel the effects.
"I thank you, uh, really..." Steve replied, a bit uncomfortable as he was the only rational one who decided to just down a few beers, though he knew it had no effect on him at all. Thor was alright, though he also had the tendencies of falling here and there, stalking the kitchen as he searched for more food, or PopTarts.
Tony laughed again, cackling as he wrapped his arms around Thor.
"You have to bring more of this next time! Of course, when (Y/N) isn't around," he slurred, "We can't have them see how much of a bad influence we can be after all... I'm their father, after all!"
"You're (Y/N)'s father? Please..." Thor burped, hoisting himself up and away from Tony. "Everyone knows I'm their favorite, who else could it possibly be?"
An idea sparked in your eager mind as you grabbed both Loki and Nat's hands in yours, smirking.
"We're out of popcorn, whoever loses at rock-paper-scissors has to grab the refill..." Nat's lips tugged into a smug grin, her attention directed towards the Asgardian God.
"You're on," Loki challenged, his hand already extended out and ready, his gaze fierce and just as intimidating as Natasha's.
"It's settled then..." you smiled, joining your hand into the groups. "Rock, paper, scissors, SHOOT!" You screamed, all three of you staring at the set of hands in front of them.
"I win," Loki announced triumphant, leaning back against his chair.
"Loki..." you immediately clung onto desperately, knowing that you had lost. "I don't want to go down there and see them, it'll only stir up more trouble."
"Your point?" Loki questioned immediately, his eyebrow raised. "It'll only be more entertaining for the both of us--"
"What if I get hurt? They're being out of control and I don't know what'll happen--"
"You can fend for yourself," Loki interrupted, staring at you in disbelief. "If you think that your excuses will make me go you're wrong."
"I don't want to go. I don't want all of them to suddenly crowd me..." you dragged on, your arms subconsciously coming up to wrap around your chest as you glanced at the screen, seeing all of the men fight and scream about you.
"I don't want to upset them, nor answer their questions right now. I'm not afraid of them or what they'll do... it's just--"
Before you could finish the door to the security room had already shut, the popcorn bowl gone. You gasped as your eyes turned to the corner of the screen, seeing Loki's figure walk through the halls swiftly, making a beeline towards the kitchen; a smile made its way to your lips.
"You know, I don't exactly like him, or forgive him," Nat began, her eyes focused on you, as she slushed around the soda in her grasp. "But it seems he has an incredible soft spot for you, it's amazing..." You grinned up at her before turning to the screen, waiting for what was to unfold.
"And how are you (Y/N)'s favorite?" Tony spat, hands extended out though he could hardly get his eyes to focus. "You barely even see her--"
"She comes to my lab to talk sometimes," Banner countered, "I'll have you know that you're not exactly the best father figure... especially when some of the issues concerns you--"
"Like what? Huh? Name one," Tony demanded, coming closer to Banner as his adrenaline increased. "Both of you aren't ever fit of being the best father. I am!"
"Says the one who brought the alcohol, all you do is baby her," Bucky groaned, rolling his eyes. "And don't even get me started on the number of times--"
"You're not any better, Buck, you aren't even here a lot," Steve pointed out, making Bucky twist his head in anger. "Who's side are you on?"
"No ones," Steve answered plainly, downing another gulp of beer. "I think you all aren't perfect, and (Y/N) thinks of you all equally--"
"Of you all?" Clint cut short, "Does that mean you hold yourself above us all?"
"Now don't twist my words," Steve warned, "I didn't say anything like that."
"Didn't have to," Tony spoke again. "We all know you probably think you're all high-and-mighty--"
"Weren't you the one who was appreciating my ass about an hour ago?" Steve brought up. "Seems like the alcohol is getting to you--"
"Loki!" Thor's voice boomed, his footsteps loud and quick as he grabbed his brother, dragging him towards the room and away from the kitchen. Loki dropped the bowl on the counter as he was being dragged.
"What do you want?" He complained, "I have to make popcorn."
"Of course, brother, whatever you want..." Thor proclaimed, releasing his grip on Loki, who turned away.
"Thank--"
"After you answer my question!" He ended, turning Loki back around and pushed him forward into the mix, "Who do you think is the best father-figure to (Y/N)? I know you'll make the right choice!" Thor smiled.
"Tell them."
"He's biased," Banner retorted. "He's your brother--"
"Who's incredibly blunt," Thor added, walking around the room slowly. "Who will no doubt give his honest opinion, whether we like it or not. So I believe he's a credible source, he's seen us with (Y/N), has he not?"
"All right, Reindeer Games, who is it?" Tony asked, his hand twisting his glass over and over again as he sent him a glare. "Who's the best dad?"
Loki let out a choked laugh, hands raised in the air.
"I don't think I'm a reliable source. As Barnes said, I'm highly biased--"
"No, I'd like to hear what you'll say," Tony announced. "Give it to me, who's the better one? You obviously can't be it, you're more of a glorified uncle--"
"I don't want any part in this," Loki debated. "I have nothing to--"
"Funny how you're usually so talkative but now all you want to do is shut up," Clint taunted. "Why? And why can't we just ask (Y/N) about this? Where is (Y/N), anyway?"
The microwave suddenly beeped, making Loki grin awkwardly as he began to step backward. "Well, it was an absolute pleasure to see you all like this, really, you can't even imagine. But I have to return to the popcorn and then--"
"And then?" Thor quizzed, a frown settling on his face. "You don't think I'm the best fatherly figure to (Y/N), do you?"
"Brother... you know that's not true," Loki began coughing up a storm, his pace quickening as he made his way to the kitchen, before banging into a chest behind him.
Your heart lunged in your throat as you watched the scene unfold through the cameras, even Nat giving you a worried stare.
Loki turned around, face-to-face with Bucky and Tony. Gulping, a nervous laugh came over him once more, being completely surrounded.
"Gentlemen... I'm sure we can all handle this, in a civilized fashion..."
"Who's the best father? I don't think any of your tricks will work this time," Clint said. Loki turned to Steve, who only shrugged.
"I'm not drunk, but I'd genuinely want to hear your opinion."
"Well then..." Loki's voice dropped suddenly, starting everyone around him. "I think... you all fell for my... tricks, you like to call it, once again..." Loki snickered, before completely disappearing without a trace.
"Dammit!"
"Don't worry," a voice said from behind the men, making them turn. There, stood Loki, with his bowl of popcorn and other candies, grinning like a mad man.
"You all are equally incapable of being (Y/N)'s father..."
"LOKI!"
You laughed once more as all the Avengers began to chase after Loki, watching through the cameras as you recorded it all. The door swung open, sharply closing it afterward. Loki, walked in casually, his hand full of popcorn as he sat himself down, his eyes glued to the screen.
"Aren't you being chased down by them?"
"Oh yes, technically I am." Loki agreed, "It's almost sad how many times they fall for the same old illusion," he raised his head in the air, eyes moving back and forth as he metally did a calculation.
"Stark's been tricked at least a few dozen, along with the rest of them. You'd think they'd learn by now..." he judged, shaking his head before turning to you. "Just know, people are complete fools. They're blinded by anything you show them," he said as a matter-of-factly, drawing a loud laugh from Nat, as she took a handful of popcorn.
"I have to say, I slightly understand why you love to pick on them so much, it's entertaining."
"Oh, it could be more entertaining if you'd like, we have the cameras and me, after all. We could have them running all throughout the house until they just drop. Not dead, of course. What do you say? Care to join me?" He nudged your shoulder, giving Nat a glance too.
"Count me in," you said excitedly, grabbing Loki's hand and intertwining it with yours. Turning to Nat, you had your hand extended out, giving her a small pout.
"Fine," she caved in under her breath, "As long as no one dies."
"Perfect!" Loki declared. "Now, all we need is a new distraction, something to really bait them..." And just like that, the elevator had dung.
All three of you watched the elevator expectedly, anxious to see who was behind that door.
"I'm so sorry I'm late, everyone. I had to finish a project for school and Aunt May... hello? Is anyone home?" Peter said, looking around perplexed to see the main room vacant.
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Request: Ik I’ve sent in a lot of requests before but would you mind writing a 2nd part of the male avengers getting jealous of who the fem teen reader thinks of as a dad? Like write examples of what each person does to try to get others to believe it’s them
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PART 1
“So this is the kind of bickering you have to put up with?” Loki asked you, watching your five dads fight over who could be your favorite. You sat sandwiched between the man who you considered an uncle and Natasha, who you considered a mother figure, as the three of you watched yet another argument. It had just been a simple matter of picking a movie on Netflix, or so you’d thought.
“Yup,” you said, popping a piece of popcorn into your mouth. “Tony thinks he knows what my favorite movie is, Steve thinks he knows what my favorite snack is, Bruce and Clint think they know what my limit on horror movies is, and Thor doesn’t even know what the fight is about but he’s trying to involve himself anyway.”
“That sounds like Thor,” Loki murmured, grabbing a handful of popcorn from the bowl you held. “Just to be sure, you don’t have a favorite movie, snack, or limit to horror movies do you?”
“How did you know?” you asked with wide eyes, surprised that he’d noticed.
“Because I actually pay attention, unlike these imbeciles,” he said with a smirk.
“Bullshit,” Natasha snorted. “I told you that.”
Loki shushed her and stood up with the popcorn bowl, heading to the kitchen to microwave another batch as he asked the men, “Why don’t you give Y/N the remote and let her pick?”
None of them were prepared for such a reasonable option, apparently, because silence followed him as he left, making you and Natasha burst into laughter. “Best uncle ever.”
Summary: Loki’s lover contracts the contagion thanks currently ravaging the planet. When she’s quarantined, he’s not allowed near her, since it’s not clear whether he or Thor (or any of the others on the team) could be infected.
He has to be content with watching through the glass walls or with sending a clone in to comfort her. That’s all well and good, until she takes a turn for the worse. He then ignores his own safety in order to be by her side.
loki yelling: "I hAVe a LIsT Of POsSIbLE THrEaTS To EaRTH"
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doctor strange: the infinity stones are six of the primal-
loki: oh I see - so you know about the infinity stones but don't question why I suddenly decided to start a gem collection when attacking New York - or why I didn't try to steal yours immediately or steal Asgard's tesseract immediately or take the aether immediately - so you have zero skills related to abductive reasoning, huh sherlock??
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doctor strange: I looked at all the possible futures
loki, booing: go into the PAST you fool!!
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doctor strange: his life for the stone...
loki, facepalming: YOU ARE DOING EXACTLY WHAT YOU SAID YOU WOULD NOT DO!!
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doctor strange: It was the only way...
loki: You swamp-treading bilgesnipe-devouring liar! You're just trying to be dramatic!
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doctor strange: is that everyone?
loki: what, no checklist?
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doctor strange: if I tell you what happens it wont happen
loki: in saying this you have just told him what will happen and told him that telling him will not change this... unless you managed to make each possible future its own little timeline in which case congratulations you broke all realities everywhere enjoy your fractured stay
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doctor strange: *making a water tornado*
loki: oh so you can water bend but had no other way to kill thanos? are you too pure for blood bending? would making him fall for thirty minutes make you feel bad? poor you :,( I cant imagine how rough it is to be so idea-less
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doctor strange: *looks tony in the eyes and lifts finger*
loki: ""if I tEll yOu wHaT hApPeNs iT wOn'T hAPpen""
Genre; None? I don’t know what to classify it as lmao maybe drama
Word Count; 533
Warning; Nothing really. I just wrote it ‘cause I was in the mood and needed something to help my writer’s block. Just a random drabble.
She was grace.
She was beyond compare, unlike any other, he’s ever seen before. Ever gazed upon, her beauty was astonishing. The gods had praised her with a soft heart, a bright smile, and wide, curious orbs to watch the world over.
She was intelligent, confident, engaging in the world around her for the better good of humanity. She was never rude, rubbed off the wrong way, but straight to the point and clear.
She was a transparent woman.
She was a musician.
She had a unique technique, for music. A good ear, as people liked to call it. She was to be a new prodigy, a new hope for the world to listen to as chaos consumed it for years. The way her fingers danced along with the keys, its melody of pain and sorrow, yet bittersweet to the touch.
She invoked many to her sound, to her intricate melodies. Her lilting rhythms, one of sweet cadence yet brutal wavelengths.
She was considered to have found herself, in such a bleak world.
A talented musician, she was.
A musician who was lost, and couldn’t move forward. Trapped in the illusion of the world, when all she truly desired was genuine friendship, genuine caring from another.
A musician who began to think of the world differently. A musician that had lost their muse, lost their passion.
She wished the world didn’t notice her.
He was a charming young boy.
Swift and cunning.
Grew attention from many of the people around him, for his good looks and silver tongue. Magical, tender, but damaged.
Living in the shadows of his older brother, who was submerged with honor, with brute strength. He was to be crowned king, but it didn’t matter to him.
Having a brother, did. One that would listen, care for him, and accept him in all of his mishaps, and mischievous doings.
But what was returned wasn’t golden.
From his father, recognition. The simple statement of being proud of him, calling him his son. The initial look of being satisfied with his accomplishments, instead of being discarded in some moments.
What he’d gotten as he grew older wasn’t what he anticipated.
And soon he, a pure boy…
He was tainted.
From the lies, the silence.
He was never the same again.
He was the epitome of revenge, hatred, lies.
He thought it was quite ironic to be given such a title, the God of Lies when his family had been doing worse. Masking his true identity until it all blew up.
He was enraged. And took it out on the world.
He was abused. Tortured to the breaking point. Used once again and then thrown away, a toy… a failure.
What he wanted was never respect, authority, but love.
A simple recognition of appreciation, though the underlying message of all he’d done, a symbol for all he is.
He wasn’t a hero, yet he wasn’t a villain.
He didn’t want the world, never had. But when he said he did, suddenly the world knew him, was giving him attention, whether good or bad.
He was a pleaser, anxious to gain people’s trust, their acceptance.
