[odnson]

Odin and Loki on Jane.

[small-potato-of-defiance]

Isn’t it interesting that Odin says, in effect, “don’t attach yourself to humans because their mortality makes them unworthy” while Loki says “don’t attach yourself to humans because their mortality will cause you pain”.

And yet it is Loki who is considered to be the cruel and evil one and Odin the kind father-figure?

[ether-here-or-there]

The famous Loki post, love to see it

[gingerwritess]

a collection of a fifty+ part storyline aiming to give Loki the happy ending that he deserved.

— PAIRING: Loki x fem!reader

— WARNINGS: drabbles have their various warnings. everything from suggestive quips to heart wrenching angst, with a majority of ridiculously fluffy goodness.

— NOTES: i write everything out of order! what started as drabbles started connecting and became this. i do not own any rights to Loki or the MCU, nor receive any profit from these works. this is just writing for my own educational, nonprofit purposes!

this story is incomplete. i have a million drafts and requests in the works that will be filling in many of the gaps in this storyline as well as continuing it. thank you so very much for your support, comments and feedback truly, truly keep me going! happy reading!

it’s complicated

~~ shawarma

~~ nipnops

~~ is that—is that stubble??

~~ enemies to fake lovers

~~ don’t you dare

~~ coworkers

~~ loki just wants his snickers

~~ put on a smile, pork chop

~~ there was only one chair

~~ spilt coffee

~~ lunch break

~~ don’t touch me

~~ mind games

~~ softer sides

~~ people like you?

~~ that’s my boyfriend

~~ …progress?

~~ let me bleed

~~ haircuts and interrogations

** more coming soon between these**

~~ what is this?

~~ a drunken confession (possible placeholder)

** more coming soon between these**

~~ i want you (au)

in a relationship

~~ first-ish date

~~ favourite hoodie

~~ celebrity crush

~~ loki’s library

~~ thor.

~~ sunflowers

~~ loki’s sense of humor

~~ thankful for you

~~ november first

~~ attempt number one

~~ evil nose

~~ i’m going to marry you

~~ the proposal—wait no, jk

~~ dance lessons

~~ ormstunga

~~ a proposal

married

~~ not-so-royal wedding

~~ the morning after

~~ i licked it, so it’s mine

~~ second time’s the charm

~~ true form

~~ nicknames and braids

~~ quarantine

~~ definition of perfection

~~ getting ready

~~ valentine’s day

~~ an office visit

~~ disgusting domesticity

~~ love is pain (au)

~~ nipples.

~~ home late

~~ gingerbread messes

~~ i miss you, you know.

~~ easy like a sunday morning

~~ jealous kisses

~~ i’m in pain. period.

~~ safety dance

~~ do you want to have a baby?

we’re expecting

~~ i’m pregnant…

~~ appreciation

~~ you’re not driving.

~~ elliot?

~~ loki’s sleepy :’)

~~ nursery painting, ‘nuff said

proud father of a dumbass kid

~~ unexpected

~~ elliot.

~~ dusted (au)

~~ baby fever

~~ first time in asgard

~~ baby’s first christmas

~~ ah-loo!

~~ kings don’t change diapers

~~ dentist trip

~~ tessi the tesseract

~~ syrupy slip-up

~~ foot massage

~~ true loves kiss…blegh.

~~ hide n seek

~~ the mini-asgardians

~~ you’re not dying.

~~ you lost your kid?

~~ i saw mommy kissing santa claus

~~ tired + horny parents

~~ disneyland

~~ little monster

~~ lonely

we’re expecting more

~~ don’t tell dad.

~~ the Question

~~ like real people do

~~ microwave baby

~~ simple-thee pains

~~ peppermint and tears

proud father of two dumbass kids

~~ frigg.

~~ mortality

~~ frigg’s favourite

~~ bappy hirthday, momma

~~ frigg made me do it

~~ bad timing

~~ pantless prince

~~ blue

~~ a good friend

~~ morgan potts-stark

~~ so there’s this girl.

~~ a study in hands

~~ frostbite prevention

greater expectations

~~ ew, Elliot, that’s gross

~~ ew, Elliot, that’s still gross

~~ the twins!! (au)

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you’re all incredible and every ounce of support you give is just more fuel to this writing fire, which means more content for you!!

[kind-of-crazy-butthatsokay]

The Detective’s Daughter - Masterlist

Summary: Sam’s father is a detective who made it his personal mission to bring down Loki Laufeyson, the infamous crime lord and England’s most successful businessman. The trouble begins when Sam’s father asks her for help on an unauthorised undercover mission and they aqcuire incriminating material that proves Loki’s dark underground activities.

What will Laufeyson do when he finds out about the evidence?

Pairing: Mob!Loki Laufeyson x Original female character 

Warnings: 18+ content, explicit sexual content, dub-con, hints of Dom/sub dynamic, graphic depictions of violence, murder, blood, and all the good stuff.

Your media cosumption is your own responsibility! 

Author’s note: Hey there, I’m happy you’ve found your way here :D Before you start reading I have a quick note for you. This work and the setting were inspired by @fanficshiddles‘s “Caught in his web”. Be sure to check it out, I can assure you it is a work of art.

Now off you go, have fun reading and be sure to know that this story touches on darker themes and includes dub-con sexual acts and violence.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | 

Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | 

Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | 

Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 |

Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 | 

Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18 | 

Chapter 19 | Chapter 20 | Chapter 21 | 

Chapter 22 | Chapter 23 | Chapter 24 |

Chapter 25 | Chapter 26 | Chapter 27 | 

Chapter 28 | Chapter 29 | Chapter 30 | 

Chapter 31 | Chapter 32 | Chapter 33 | 

Chapter 34 | Chapter 35 | Chapter 36 |

Chapter 37 | Chapter 38 | Chapter 39 | 

Chapter 40 | Chapter 41 | Chapter 42 | 

Chapter 43 | Chapter 44 | Chapter 45 | 

Chapter 46 | Chapter 47 | Chapter 48 |

Chapter 49 | Chapter 50 | Chapter 51 | 

Chapter 52 | Chapter 53 | Chapter 54 | 

Chapter 55 | Chapter 56 | Chapter 57 |

Chapter 58 | Chapter 59 | Chapter 60 |

Chapter 61

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LOKI MASTERLIST

[Last updated: July 23 2023]

[All my readers use she/her pronouns]

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Birthday Celebration Fics

☆ Signifies 1k notes and up

✧ Moments of Magic ☆ 

Summary: You bring Loki two gifts to mark his birthday. One a magical object and the other your heart

✧ 14 Hours to Cape Town (18+)☆ 

Summary: When the rest of the Avengers are sent on a mission to Cape Town, you're forced to stay behind to recover from a previous mission while Loki isn't trusted enough to go along. How will you cope with being made to stay in the compound with the man you're in love with when he seemingly wants nothing to do with you?

✧ Warming Him (18+) ☆ 

Summary: Loki makes you warm him

✧ Stay Here One More Time

Summary: On the anniversary of the Battle of New York, Loki discovers he has someone on his side

✧ Don't Go Tonight

Summary: While on a mission fighting against HYDRA you do the one thing you’re not supposed to do and get distracted. The price you pay is a high one.

✧ Do I Haunt Your Mind? ☆

Summary: You finally work up the courage to confess your feelings to Loki, but it goes badly wrong

✧ Little Green Dress (18+)

Summary: You try, and spectacularly fail, to tease the god of mischief.

✧ I Want To Make You Feel Wanted (18+)

Summary: On a mission you get the opportunity to kill the HYDRA agent responsible for torturing you, but, misreading the situation, Loki kills him before you get the chance. And now you want to kill him

✧ "My Pet." (18+)

Summary: Tony’s Christmas party gets a little steamier than you had imagined

✧ Tiny Blessings

Summary: Growing up within the royal palace of Asgard, you learned magic alongside Loki and his mother Frigga. After Frigga's death, you find a way into the dungeons to comfort her broken son

✧ Paper Trail

Summary: Loki organises a romantic treasure hunt for you

✧ Back In Your Arms

Summary: Loki arrives back at the compound, and back in your arms, after the battle with Thanos

✧ Illicit Affairs (18+)

Summary: A marriage built on nothing but childhood infatuation was always bound to fall apart. The love you once thought you had for Thor has dwindled to nothing but indifference. He doesn't know the things you crave and makes no effort to find out, so you turn to the one person who will fulfill all your filthy desires: his brother.

✧ One More Week (18+)

Summary: When Loki makes a request of you in bed, how can you possibly deny him?

✧ Burned (18+)

Prompts: “Do I look like I’m messing around? Do I look like I won’t punish you?” ||"Fucking is a reward, but you haven’t been good.” || "Be a good girl

✧ In The Quiet Of The Morning (18+)

Prompt: Soft morning sex with Loki

✧ For All To See (18+)

Summary: You, Loki, and a floor-to-ceiling window. What of it?

✧ Between His Thighs (18+)

Summary: Loki makes you warm him. Again.

✧ Emerald Lace (18+) ☆ 

Summary: Your first time wearing lingerie for Loki has you nervous, but your god is quick to show you how much he adores you.

✧ Underneath The Willow Tree (18+)

Summary: A spring afternoon in the gardens with your husband is just another occasion for debauchery in his eyes

✧ Victory Prize (18+)

Summary: Loki arrives home from a mission eager to celebrate its success

✧ Atonement (18+)

Summary: Loki disobeyed you and touched himself without permission. Now, he must suffer the consequences

✧ To Those Who Wait (18+)

Summary: Loki has denied you for one whole week, but just when the week is up, he's asked to accompany Thor and Nat on a mission. Frustration follows

✧ Teasing the Dragon (18+)

Summary: What could go wrong when you tease Loki about his stamina?

✧ Even Gods Get Sick

Summary: You care for your love when he gets a sudden summer cold

✧ Call You Mine (18+)

Summary: It's your third anniversary with the love of your life, and Tony has given you a very thoughtful gift

TWO PARTERS

✧ When You Play With Fire (18+)

Summary: When Loki doesn’t accompany you to Scott’s birthday celebration, you think you have the upper hand by leaving him to stew in his own desire. You should have known better than to play with fire.

PART ONE

PART TWO

✧ Dancing With The Devil (18+)

Summary: You’ve burned for him for centuries, but you know he sees you as nothing more than a prize to claim. Still, you play his game of teasing and innuendo, but never give in to how badly you crave him. That is until an innocent smell of a flower on Midsummer leaves you with no other choice.

PART ONE

PART TWO

✧ On The Throne (18+)

Summary: Yet again Loki has allowed a security council meeting to run late. You decide that, this time, you’ll go and help hurry it alone

PART ONE

PART TWO

DRABBLES

✧ Don't Move, Darling (18+)

Prompt: "Move an inch and you won't be coming tonight."

✧ Purple And Red (18+)

Prompt: "I won't apologise for marking you up, everyone should know you're taken."

✧ Against The Glass (18+)

Prompt: "I want everyone to see how good you take it."

✧ Make You Sing (18+)

✧ Eyes Open (18+)

Prompt: "Keep your eyes open."

✧ Consequences (18+)

Summary: Loki gave you one simple order when leaving the palace and now you have to face the consequences of failing to follow it

✧ Worship You (18+)

Summary: Yours is the only altar Loki will ever worship at

✧ The Black Suit (18+)

Summary: Loki's black suits makes you late for a party

BLURBS

✧ Loki with an overstimulation kink

✧ How would Loki love us?

✧ Loki praising us

✧ President Loki

✧ Sub!Loki

✧ "You'll take what I give you."

✧ Waking up next to Loki

✧ Library drabble

✧ Holding Him

[lousysharkbutt]

tfw siblings

[giltandgreen]

Sigyn: Babe, I'm breaking up...

Loki: I'M PREGNANT!

Sigyn: I meant, my scrying orb...

Loki: Right, sorry. I panicked.

[sarahscribbles]

Loki: Oh, just so you know, it's very muggy outside today

Y/N:

Y/N: Loki, I swear, if I step outside and all of our mugs are on the front lawn...

Loki: *Sips coffee from a bowl*

[visl0ki]

Vision: Did you have dinner?

Loki: Yes, I ate a salad.

Loki: A fruit salad.

Loki: Most grapes.

Loki: Only grapes.

Loki: …

Loki: I had wine.

[zayan4]

Y/n:*drunk*I like your eyes

Loki:*blushing*well thank...

Y/n:but I like my eyes better cause I couldn't see you without them

Loki:

Thor:*crying*oh my god you guys are so romantic

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what makes a princess

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Summary: Morgan asks a question about Jane's royalty status that leads to her revealing one of Loki's secrets

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Word Count: 3.4k

Warning/s: potentially inaccurate depictions of how to become royalty in Asgard; other than that, none, this is just fluff [let me know if i missed anything!]

Things to be aware of: Morgan being an adorable lil beb; Nat doling out some tickle torture; teammates/coworkers to lovers

"Is Auntie Jane a princess?" 

You looked up from your laptop, taking a break from typing out your latest set of reports to wrap up your most recent mission with Nat to look at little Morgan Stark, who was sitting across you at the dining table. She looked the spitting image of her father as she anticipated your answer. 

"I don't…think so…?" you trailed off, trying to remember if Thor had even mentioned anything recently about plans to marry the mystical hammer wielding scientist. "Maybe one day soon, baby. When they get married."

"Who's getting married?" The velvety low timbre of Loki's voice nearly made you jump out of your seat, his fingers briefly ghosting over the skin of your shoulder not helping in the slightest. A small squeak of protest slipped from your mouth when he picked up your coffee mug. "Ease your worry, darling. I'm simply refilling your cup. Black with a teaspoon of sugar, or would you prefer something sweeter?" 

Morgan's little laugh began to echo throughout the common area. "You have confuzzled brows again, Auntie Y/N." 

The image of the raven-haired god looking up at you through his lashes from where he stood behind the kitchen island may very well haunt your dreams tonight in the best possible way. "You know what…surprise me, Mischief." The smirk he sent your way should have had you worried with what he had in mind, and yet the only thing you felt was the violent fluttering in your stomach that had nothing to do with your prolonged fasting. "As for your first question…we were talking about Thor and Jane." 

"Ah, well my oaf of a brother may think he's been keeping relatively quiet about the matter, but that day will most definitely be coming sooner rather than later," he spoke over the clinking of a metal spoon stirring around in your cup. 

"So it's like in the cartoons?" Morgan directed her question at him. "The prince has to marry the woman he loves so that she becomes a princess?" 

"Not quite, little Stark." Your brows knit together again at the sound of whipped cream coming out of a can coming from his direction. "There are no strict marital customs in Asgard, and as such if a member of the royal court were to publicly commit themself to another, then in turn that individual would become royalty as well. Thor has publicly committed himself to Doctor Foster, and despite having abdicated the throne to the Valkyrie, he is still a Prince of Asgard." 

"So Auntie Jane is a princess?" 

"Don't arm us with this info, Laufeyson. I might just call her Princess Foster for the rest of time," Nat's voice sounded through the common area, her usually lethal hands wielding a more delicate touch when she ruffled the hair on your and Morgan's heads before occupying the seat beside you. 

"By Asgardian customs, yes. You can consider Doctor Foster a princess." 

The assassin eyed Loki's approaching form with a knowing smirk on her face, tilting her head to look at the mug he placed on the table a few inches from your hand. "Hold on, are you telling us that all that's needed for someone to be considered royalty in Asgard is if a member of the royal family is in love with them? That's it?" 

"If it's as widely known as how my brother loves his mortal," he confirmed. "And while I surmise that she will not appreciate being addressed as such, you would not be incorrect in calling her Princess or Your Highness." You were acutely aware of the god's proximity to you from the slight movement in the corner of your eye of his fingers at the back of your chair. And the slight heat coming from his body literally inches from your side.

"Her Royal Highness, Princess Jane Foster," you mused, blowing lightly on the hot beverage in your mug and holding back the slightest thrill as the taste of your favorite little indulgence, a white chocolate mocha with a cold vanilla flavored whipped cream on top, flooded your tastebuds and blanketed you in an instant comfort. "She's definitely gonna hate that. Thank you, Mischief." 

Your heart caught in your throat when he tucked a hand under your chin, keeping you looking up at him as his free hand straightened out the ruffled locks of your hair, putting them neatly back into place. "My pleasure, little mortal," he murmured, swiping his thumb briefly at the corner of your mouth before walking back to the kitchen, starting on his own drink.

"You wanna fill me in on this domestic bliss vibe I'm picking up from Horns over there?" Nat whispered, leaning in so close she was practically draped on your lap trying to sneak the cup of coffee away from you to take a quick sniff. "He knows your 'treat yourself coffee'? Alright how long have you two been doing the horizontal tango, spill the hardware details, I'm texting Wanda and Jane. Toot suite. You've been holding out on us, you absolute slut--Ow." 

You rolled your eyes at her reaction to you elbowing her in the side. "Please, we both know that barely tickled. Now stand down, Romanoff, I haven't been holding back on anything and you know it--"

"That means you're a princess, too, Auntie Y/N!"

The Russian spy chuckled at Morgan's excitement, resting her chin on your shoulder like a child awaiting a bedtime story. "Uhm…no, sweetie. It doesn't work like that," you tried explaining to the little girl. "See there's more than one kind of love. There's the romantic love like you see in your princess movies, and that's the type that your Dad has for your Mom, the type Thor has for Jane. And that's what makes your Auntie Jane a princess."

"Then there's the love for family and friends," Nat continued for you, motioning between the three of you. "The way I love you, Uncle Clint, Auntie Y/N, and the rest of the team--well, most of them." She elbowed you before you could let out the teasing words dancing at the tip of your tongue. The name of the one that Nat loved in the romantic sense. "Not a single word, Williams."

"I wasn't gonna say anything," you deflected coyly, batting your eyes to feign innocence. "It's not like when you said 'most' my mind immediately went to a certain Serge--NAT!!" You busted out into giggles as nimble fingers found every single ticklish spot by your ribs and showed you no mercy. "I'll get--hahahahaha--I'll get you back for thihihihis, Romanoff, I promise you."

You made a quick note to slip some hot pink hair dye into her shampoo bottle on your next sleepover. The tickling onslaught had taken up all your attention that you didn't even notice that the dark-haired Asgardian leaning back against the kitchen counter was watching the scene before him, a fond smile slowly stretching across his face the longer he watched you.

Nat eventually let up once you started clutching your stomach from laughing too hard, continuing her explanation to little baby Morgan, who was currently the picture of angelic patience. And now looking not a thing like her father.

"Anyway, that kind of love is the kind that Thor has for us. That means that while there is love there, it doesn't make the entire team princes and princesses. You get me, baby?" 

"I get you, Auntie Nat. But you don't get me. Auntie Y/N is a princess, too." 

You took a breath before closing your laptop, promising yourself that you'd finish the reports later tonight. "Last I checked, sweetheart, Asgardian Barbie doesn't like me like that." 

She rolled her eyes at you. "I know that! But Prince Loki does, and that's why you're a princess, too!" 

The amused smile on your face immediately dropped at her words, your neck twitching from the sound of a spoon clattering against the sink and the sound of hurried footsteps walking out of the kitchen causing your skin to prickle. "Morgan…sweetie, you know it's not nice to say things that aren't true," you said softly, not bothering to mask the wavering tone of your voice. 

"But it is!" she insisted, pointing her little hand towards the door. "Princess Auntie Jane, tell her!" 

"Princess--? Oh…I'm guessing you all know about those customs in Asgard that technically make me a princess now?" You nodded your answer at her, not trusting yourself to say anything while you were still struggling to wrap your head around that bombshell that Morgan dropped on you. Wondering if it even was a bombshell to begin with or just the child's overactive imagination. "So I'm also guessing that now you all know that Y/N's a princess, too?" 

"She most definitely is not," you protested, briefly poking at her ribs to drive your point home. "Jane. Babes, this isn't funny." You motioned a pointed finger between her and Nat. "You both know how I feel about him, so baiting me with this kind of hope is just cruel and unusual punishment, especially when I know I haven't done anything wrong to either of--"

"You kind of really are, though," the scientist kept on, giving you a look as if she was amused by how this was completely new information to you. "You really didn't know that Mr 'You are all beneath me' wants you literally beneath him?" 

"Foster, I am two seconds away from kicking your ass over that line. Mostly because I didn't think of it myself." You elbowed Nat in the side again. "Harder. I could almost feel that." 

"Can you two just be serious for two seconds and tell the baby that she's wrong about Loki?" 

You were about to face Morgan again to advise her to find the god and apologize for saying something so outlandish, when Nat and Jane moved in unison, a hand placed on each of your shoulder, leaning in a way that you were now face to face with both of them.

"Okay, little baby," Jane started with a mock serious look. "You're wrong about Loki." 

"Unbelievably wrong," Nat capped off. "Fine. If you don't believe us, then let's start with how he saved you from that building in Belarus." 

"He has saved each of our asses at least once in the last few years," you argued.

"Yeah, but he doesn't heal us with his magic and then stays with us in the medical wing waiting for us to wake up. And I should know because that entire night Thor gave me a laundry list of the times that he got injured from battle and Loki would tell him, and I quote, that 'he shouldn't expend his energy on healing magic when it could have been better utilized for fortifying defenses'." 

"That's--That can't--That doesn't sound right," you muttered, trying to remember anything from Belarus other than being trapped under a collapsed column, convinced that your legs were done for and you'd never walk again, assuming that anyone would even find you in the wreckage. And then next thing you knew you were in the medical wing, with the god only briefly touching your head and telling you that he was glad you were alright before running off to call for Bruce to check on you.

"You make him smile," Morgan spoke up, her face lit up the same way it did when you sat with her on Princess Movie Nights. 

"He smiles around everyone as long as they're not your father or your Uncle Steve." 

"No, Auntie Y/N." She flopped herself onto the table, arms outstretched towards you, like she was trying to quite literally grab your attention and hold on to it. "With us, Prince Loki smiles with his face. When you're around, he smiles with his heart." 

Her words had you stunned silent, frozen in your seat as your friends let you go to walk over to the other side of the table and lift Stark's daughter up in the air to wrap her in a warm embrace and nuzzle her cheeks, earning them several little echoing giggles from her. 

"I uhm…I should go," you mumbled, standing from the table and giving your laptop a small tap. "I'll finish my reports tonight." 

"Tomorrow," Nat corrected you. "I have a feeling you're gonna be a bit busy tonight, Princess." 

Your pulse was drumming loudly in your ears with every step you took towards Loki's apartment, every single nerve on your body on high alert as if readying you to run at a moment's notice. Whether that was away from his place and back to the compound to tell everyone they were wrong, or into his arms, was yet to be seen.

When you reached his door, you could hear voices coming from the other side. One more hushed and panicked, the other jovial and boisterous. Thor.

"You should have stayed, Brother! You finally need not hide your affections for her, and might I say. 'Tis about time because your skirting around her was getting more than tiresome, Jane and I have been considering locking you two in a tiny room together so you could just tell her." 

You couldn't hear what Loki said in response other than something about 'being exposed by Stark's offspring', but that was more than enough to convince you that maybe this wouldn't end in you feeling like a total clown. That maybe there was more credit to the words of Morgan and your friends than you first believed. 

Just three seconds of bravery, that's all you need, you told yourself, raising your hand to rap on the door before you could talk yourself out of it. 

"It seems that in matters of the heart, your little mortal is braver than you, Brother," you heard the blond Asgardian comment before the door opened to reveal the towering bulging god, giving you a knowing look before shuffling out of your way. "I will gladly answer any question he leaves unanswered by the end of the week, my friend." 

"I'm holding you to that, Blondie," you waved him off with a playful smile before turning to face Loki. "Can we talk?" 

He looked at you with a hint of caution, almost as if he was on the same level of anxiety that you were, before giving you a small nod and motioning toward the door. "Come in, darling." 

The words tumbled out of you as soon as you closed the door. "They told me about Belarus." The caution in his eyes turned into panic. "But I need to hear it from you. Because I have…gaps? In my memory. Things I can't reconcile." 

He closed the distance separating you two, taking your hands in his. "Ask me." 

"The last thing I remember from that building was that I couldn't feel my legs. And I know that even with all the tech Stark has at his disposal, I shouldn't be up on my feet right now. Not like this. Rhodey is still in crutches despite all the efforts of Stark and Banner combined, and yet somehow…I'm not. So please. Tell me. Did you--" 

"I healed you," he cut you off, finishing your inquiry. "I could not bear the thought of you waking up distraught. Adjusting to a new reality where you had to rely on any form of machinery to help you function. Not when I knew that I could cure those ails." 

The air left your lungs at his admission, leaving you struggling to even form your next words. "What happened to energy better expended fortifying defenses?" 

His mouth turned up slightly in a knowing smirk. "I see my brother told Doctor Foster of our days in the battlefield." 

"And he's a touch wounded about it." You gave him a playful squint of your eyes, trying your damnedest to keep the mood light despite how closely he was standing, so close you could feel the slight heat radiating off of him, thinning the air to the point that you found it hard to take in your next breaths. "Why did you do it? You were in the clear, everyone else was in the clear, we finished the mission--"

"I didn't give a damn about the mission," he hissed, stepping even closer to you and effectively trapping you between him and the solid door behind you. His breath came out in shuddering exhales, bottom lip quivering ever so slightly as he rested his forehead against yours. "The only objective that held any weight with me was keeping you safe." His hand rested lightly on your waist, thumb softly stroking your ribcage. "I have braved far worse things than a burning building and I will face even more dire perils if it means your safety. If it means I do not have to witness your light fading away. And as for why…"

He brought his hand up to cup the side of your face, pressing a light kiss to the tip of your nose before his lips ghosted a path to your forehead. If it hadn't been for the god wrapping his arm around you and securing you against him, you would have sunk to the ground from his attentions. 

"It is because Stark's daughter speaks the truth," he whispered into your skin, pressing a kiss between your brows. "Because I love you, precious mortal. I never intended for you to know this, to be burdened with the knowledge of my affections, but seeing as I cannot unring this bell, I only wish for you to know that I hold you under no obligation to say anything. All I ask is for to not detest me for my--"

"Are you sure you don't want me to say anything?" you choked out, your heart at your throat from attempting to come to terms with this reality. That these words were actually coming from the god you'd silently pledged your heart to so long ago. That not only did he feel the same, but he was on the exact same page that you were on, believing that the love was unrequited.

"I have long ago resigned to the certainty that my affections for you are--"

"Requited," you breathed, raising shaking hands to rest on his chest, tears welling in your eyes as you felt his erratic heartbeat against your palm. "Don't you dare even try to unring this bell because I don't detest you, Mischief." You braced yourself on his shoulders, rising to the tips of your toes to press a soft, fleeting kiss to his lips. "I love you, too." 

You felt your feet leave the ground as his arm tightened around you and lifted you up, bringing your faces level to one another, his fingers weaving through your hair in a firm yet gentle hold. "Are you sure, darling? You wish to be mine?" 

"Yes!" you blurted out, your face breaking out into a grin that instantly made your cheeks ache. You could feel the tension that flooded you just moments ago slowly melting away at the sight of him mirroring your joy over the turn of events. Any words you wished to say fell silent with a small squeak at the back of your throat when he leaned in again and captured your lips in a more heated kiss, sighing into each others mouths as he lifted you away from the wall, causing you to wrap your legs around his waist. 

When Loki held you up by one arm, opening his apartment door with the other and proceeding to walk back out into the hallway, you let out a little squeak against his lips. "Where--"

"You'll see, my love," he said with a chuckle, pressing one more kiss to your lips before shifting his hold on you, swinging your whole body until he carried you bridal style. "I believe I owe someone a small debt of gratitude for telling you what I had insisted I keep to myself for fear of your abhorrence." 

He leaned down and touched his forehead to yours, lightly rubbing the tips of your noses together and making you giggle at the tender gesture. "I could never--"

"I told you he smiles with his heart!" Morgan's little voice pierced the silence of the hall. "And now you do, too, Princess Auntie Y/N!" 

A/N: For some reason this has been microwaving in my head for weeks before I even began writing it, so now y'all have it, too 👀🫡

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[lindsey-laufeyson]

Texts from Loki- Masterlist

*Texts from Tom Hiddleston Masterlist here

This is kind of turning into a series rather than just a bunch of imagines, but I kind of just write what comes to my brain and post it immediately after. Keep in mind that I don't always write/post things in order (ADHD. Sorry.), but I always update the Masterlist in chronological order. Except for the drabbles. You can insert those anywhere you like, or enjoy them on their own. Happy texting! Updated 7/21/2022.

----------- Plot -----------

Introduction- Part 1

Introduction- Part 2

You're Invited- Part 1

You're Invited- Part 2

Party- Part 1

Party- Part 2

Hangover

Coffee

Insomniacs- Part 1

Insomniacs- Part 2

Insomniacs- Part 3 (NSFW)

Movie Night (NSFW)

Toys (NSFW)

Ruin the Friendship

Loki’s Birthday Gift

You

Insecurities

Quarantined- Part 1

Quarantined- Part 2

Quarantined- Part 3

Quarantined- Part 4

Quarantined- Part 5

Every Inch of You (NSFW)

Not Thor

Where’s My Stuff

Kidnapped- Part 1

Kidnapped- Part 2

Test Prep

Test Results

Protective

While You Were Sleeping

Announcement

Baby Bump (NSFW)

Nursery Games

Finders Keepers

Ultrasound

Bored, But Not For Long- Part 1

Bored, But Not For Long- Part 2

Welcome to the World

Daddy Issues

Oh Shit

Surprise

Worship You

Wedding Day- Part 1

Wedding Day- Part 2

Wedding Day- Part 3

Wedding Day- Part 4

Wedding Day- Part 5

Wedding Day- Part 6

———————Drabble ———————

(In no particular order)

Selfie

Don't Be Long

Lingering Stares

Sweet Dreams

Focusing

Kink Shaming

Horny Vampire

Perfect Match

Scepter

Happy Birthday

Date?- Part 1

Date?- Part 2

Rabbit Hole

Rabbit Hole- Part 2 (NSFW)

Let’s Play a Game (NSFW)

Fireworks

The Roof

Without a Spoon

Sound Proofing

No Comparison

Katoptronophilia (NSFW)

Eggplant

First Steps

Buzzkill (NSFW)

Come Over

P.S. I am open to requests if y’all have some texty ideas for me!

[thelostsmiles]

Benedict dancing and dabbing, now in HD :)

[that-lie-will-haunt-me-forever]

Me trying to explain why the villain is actually the best character:

[michelleleewise]

Lost and Found

Masterlist-

Pairing: Loki x reader

Warnings: cursing, mentions of memory loss, mentions of blood (not graphic), mentions of past trauma. Eventual smut. Slow burn, strangers to friends to lovers. Slight au, new York happened, but Loki was not imprisoned.

Summary: you take your parents farm after their passing. Doing way you can to keep it afloat. After the new York attack, Loki is sent back to earth, with no memory of who or what he is. You find him and try to help him.

*I want to give writing credit to @vbecker10, she's helped me develop this idea into what is, as I bounced my many ideas off her💚

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Part one

Part two

Part three

Part four

Part five

Part six

Part seven

Part eight

Part nine

Part ten

Part eleven

Part twelve

Part thirteen

Part fourteen

Part fifteen

Part sixteen

Epilogue

[rosaline-black]

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗 - 𝙻𝚘𝚔𝚒 𝙻𝚊𝚞𝚏𝚎𝚢𝚜𝚘𝚗

Category: Loki Laufeyson X Fem!Reader

Summary: you are but a simple handmaiden, daughter of the cook, but Loki is enchanted by you.

A simple cook's daughter should not have taken his attention as you had. It just wasn't fair. Loki remembered the first time he laid eyes on you. He must have been only around six or seven. A small boy tumbling through the gardens of the palace, his eyes wide with wonder, gazing upon the mountains of flowers and herbs.

A sweet giggle took his attention as his green eyes scanned the fields before him, a small girl stood staring up at who he presumed to be her mother. The older woman slipped a yellow flower behind her ear and passed her a book before pressing a kiss to her daughter's forehead, retreating to the castle.

Now Loki wasn't sure what he was feeling, it was unfamiliar and almost painful, his stomach burnt and his cheeks were heating up as his eyes travelled all over this girl's face. How mortifying.

Before he could run away, the girl caught his eye and he was ready to pass out right then and there. Her lips curled into a kind smile as she clumsily waved at him, almost welcoming him over. So Loki reluctantly stumbled over, his eyes still glued to her.

"Hello... my mummy said if I see someone alone I should invite them over... or give them a gift… here…" you said sweetly, passing him the yellow flower from behind your ear.

Loki huffed almost defensively "I wasn't alone... I was just... looking for my brother..." he spat it almost unkindly, but still took the flower from your outstretched palm.

The girl's smile wavered but she seemed determined to befriend him, something Loki himself wasn't accustomed to.

Years passed and an understanding between the two of you grew. They were by no means close, which was mainly Loki's fault. He was completely infatuated with you, to the point where merely being in your presence reduced him to a bumbling fool. However much he pretended to stay aloof, one little smile from you and he was drawn back in, this is how it had been for centuries.

Now young adults, you becoming a fully-fledged handmaiden and him competing with his brother for the crown, he wanted nothing more than to find a way to speak with you, court you. It was just difficult.

His father was adamant about him meeting the ladies of the court, the more appropriate suitors that he had lined up for him. All of them were far too gaudy and judgmental. He could tell they didn't care for him personally, just his status which sickened him to his stomach. When they'd attempt to chat to him he could only see you. Your beautiful smile without a hint of malice or greed.

On this particular evening, he found himself being spoken to a particularly pushy lady of the court, Sigrad. They were seated in the corner of the room, his chin resting in his palm as he tried to take in anything she was spewing, it was mainly gossip she had picked up from her time around nobles. Pure dribble.

"So I was saying to this one lady of the court that..." Sigrad had been distracted by something behind him as she clicked her fingers "Excuse me... maid? More wine..."

A pair of delicate footsteps sounded behind him and as you approached Loki turned, his eyes igniting as his lips curled into a smile. Sigrad must have caught wind of this and she cleared her throat, glaring at you with her nose raised high. With a flick of her wrist, Sigrad swatted the bottle of red Asgardian wine causing it to spill all down the front of your white linen maid apparel.

"Oh sorry about that maid... fingers must have slipped..." Her smirk alone proved there was no sincerity in her apology whatsoever. Before Loki could even react, you were racing from the banquet hall.

"So where were we-"

"We were nowhere Sigrad... take your pathetic pompous self somewhere else before I have you removed from the court for good..."

You were in pieces. The man you loved was surely now reminded of your lowly status, in probably the most humiliating way possible. That pompous whore had the nerve to embarrass you, for what reason? You weren't sure.

Pressing your back up against the pillars outside the banquet hall, you finally allowed the tears that had been building to fall as breathless sobs wracked your entire body. For once you would love to feel as though your status didn't affect the way Loki would treat you, but your fate seemed to not fall that easily.

A gentle hand touched your shoulder causing you to finally open your eyes, being met with Loki's concerned ones. His brows furrowed as his eyes searched her face.

"Are your alright love? What that shrew did to you was awful..."

You merely nodded and pulled away from him before he could pull you back in again. Logistically, this could never work between you, and no way could you be his secret. Not that you expected him to have any interest in a simple maid. Daughter of the woman who cooked the king’s meals, you were nothing.

"Where are you going?" Loki called out from behind as you began to turn away and race down the hall.

"My prince I have duties to complete this is not the time..."

"You're upset, let me help you..."

You didn’t mean to, your hand swinging around in an attempt to silence his pleas for your stay, that same hand connecting with the prince’s nose. Crimson liquid poured from his nose like a tap, and your hand reached out in a panic, almost like you were having a crack at catching the blood to relieve his Asgardian leather of getting damaged somehow. While all of this you couldn’t help but mumble mindless and strained versions of the same apology, well if he didn’t like you before, he probably hated you now.

“No matter… really I have a handkerchief it was an accident”

You had no idea that he was doing everything to stop his voice from wavering. Not because of the pain of a surely broken nose, but because the feeling of your warm caring hands on his face had sucked all thoughts from his brain. He thought of you like a vacuum for his inhibitions, a strong mead silencing all logical thinking.

“My prince… I’m so sorry… please just don’t terminate my employment… my mother and I need the money and-“

“Do you think that of me? That I would… oust you out after a mere accident…”

Your eyes finally met as you took one step to distance yourself from him. Would he? All the other handmaidens spoke negatively of the younger prince. He was cold, didn’t enjoy the same sexual escapades as his brother, and for the most part, kept to himself. You didn’t understand why those were negative attributes, you had always enjoyed the quieter people, they were calmer and usually kinder. Maybe you had overthought it? The prince couldn’t have been that bad, he had defended you…

“No… no sorry, I just… gods this is so embarrassing…”

Your eyes cast down again, but a singular finger lifted your chin to face up, those eyes creasing, pleading with you. What was he doing? Was he pulling your face to his? Were your lips about to brush?

Well, you never found out, a pair of heavy footsteps approached, and the moment was ruined. The worst part was the way Loki drew away, like the thought of being caught with you was ever so mortifying.

“Brother your timing is impeccable…”

You couldn’t bare to hear the rest, you just couldn’t. So, you ran.

Loki couldn’t stop punishing himself. You had disappeared since that night, he assumed you were avoiding him, not surprisingly. He had completely cocked it all up. The prince had guessed you thought he didn’t want to be seen so close to you, but that wasn’t the case. Loki knew if you were seen with him by anybody, even his witless oaf of a brother, your job would be at stake.

Not only would you be terminated for coercing a royal, but you’d be ousted from your home in the castle, and you and your mother would be reduced to beggars in a nearby village. The thought kept him up at night.

However, Loki had an idea. The thought of living a life courting anybody but you was not a life worth living, which is exactly why he was on his way to the throne room. Odin would have to allow this, and if he didn’t well he would find a way, you were worth it.

“Enter son…” his father’s cold voice called.

There he sat, the man with all the power, the god of gods who controlled his son’s fate.

“You requested a meet son…”

“Yes, father… I know you wish for me to court someone…-“

Instantly interrupting his son, Odin continued “Ah yes… how was Sigrad? I know she has an interest in you… very accomplished young woman… soon to be in the running for one of you mothers ladies in waiting..-“

“Father she’s insufferable…”

He definitely shouldn’t have snapped, he was here to bare his soul to his father, offer up anything to allow him to let him call you his own, and he was already being cruel. Loki needed to make a note about controlling his temper, even if his father made the fire of anger burn within him.

“Oh? So is there someone else?” his voice called out, a questioning brow raised.

“Yes… but she’s…-“Odin’s beard he couldn’t even get the words out.

“Spit it out son…” his father yelled.

“ITS’S Y/N FATHER…” He shouted in return, his usually pale countenance red with emotion. He could imagine where you were right now, probably folding bed linens and caring for self-important nobles who didn’t deserve your attention. No, they should be doting on you, for your benevolent goodness alone. You didn’t deserve to be some handmaiden his father was probably trying to remember as he filed through his own thoughts.

“The handmaiden… cooks daughter…” he muttered, clearly not all that impressed.

 The silence was thick, the worst silence Loki had ever experienced. This could be it, Odin could banish you here and now, blaming you for bewitching him. A sigh left his father’s lips and Loki let his mouth fall in a straight line, holding his breath for the verdict that would decide his life.

“Very well… you can court her, but her position remains until she accepts your courtship… after she will have to remain as a noblewoman, bad for the image to have you marrying a maid…”

Three weeks, three whole weeks you had managed to avoid the god of mischief. Purposely trading shifts with the other handmaidens so you wouldn’t be fixing up the prince’s chambers. You couldn’t handle the cringeworthy altercation you had shared that evening. It was the type of thing that haunted your dreams, punching the man you loved and then nearly kissing him.

Your thoughts had been so all-consuming you had yet to notice the tall lithe figure watching you from the doorway of the washing rooms.

“Sorry…”

You jumped out of your skin at the deep voice your skin prickling with goosebumps. You turned your body around, your eyes widening at the sight before you. There the prince stood, yellow flower in hand, nervous smile twitching as his eyes didn’t leave you. Before you could question him, he spoke again.

“A young girl once told me if I saw somebody alone I should try to befriend them… or gift them… here”

The flower resembled the one you had given him all those years ago, unbeknownst to you, it was that same very flower. Preserved by his mother’s magic that same day, it was Loki’s greatest possession and now, now he was giving it back to you. A symbol of his devotion.

“My flower…” you mumbled almost dumbly, what was happening?

“I have come… to ask you… gods why is this so hard…”

“Yes…”

“But you have no idea what I was going to ask?” Loki stated his eyebrows raising as you walked to him, placing your palms on his shoulders.

“Well unless I have misjudged this awfully… I believe you’re asking… to court me, for reasons I’m still unsure of…”

Loki huffed again, that fond memory of your first meeting giving you déjà vu.

“Because you my dear… are the most enchanting, kind-hearted, and selfless creature of all of Asgard… and I… I’ve loved you for longer than I care to admit…”

His words made your heart flutter like thousands of doves were blooming from your chest. His lips on your own making the feeling repeat.

[michelleleewise]

Cold As Ice........

Pairing: ActorLoki x reader

Warning: minor self depreciating thoughts, smut ahead.

Summary: You spend the weekend with Loki,

Part sixteen-

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You slowly opened your eyes as the sun streamed through the window. You stretched, feeling the ache from last night, you sighed and smiled. Loki was everything you dreamed of. You rolled over but saw you were alone. You sat up but didn't see him. All you had was your dress so you grabbed one of Loki's shirts and threw it on, he was so tall it went to your mid thigh. You checked the bathroom before heading into the living room, you were alone.

Why would he leave? Was he disappointed? Did he regret it? You felt panic starting to rise as you went to your phone, maybe he messaged you, nothing. You didn't know what to do. Should you stay, Should you leave? You sat on the bed for a minute trying to comprehend everything when you heard the door open and Loki walked in.

You walked out to the living room forgetting you had his shirt on. He looked at you and his eyebrows shot up as he looked you up and down. "Y/n, I was hoping to return before you woke." He said setting a bag on the table. He slowly started walking over to you "and I must say, I think my clothes look better on you then me" he said wrapping his arm around your waist pulling you closer. You rested your hands on his chest as he leaned down and kissed you. "Are you ok y/n?" He asked pulling back. "Yes. Sorry, I'm fine. I was just worried" you said and smiled at him. "I grabbed breakfast and coffee, come eat" he said kissing you again.

He threw his coat on the coach, grabbed your hand and guided you to the table. He started pulling the food out of the bag you hugged him from behind, running your hands up and down his chest, you started to unbutton his shirt as he cleared his throat. You slipped in between him and the table and gently kissed his neck, running a hand up through his hair. "Y/n....." he said through gritted teeth. "Hmmm?" You responded, kissing under his ear. Your hand moved to the nape of his neck, holding his head while you slowly licked and nibbled his ear. "Mmmm......y/n" he sighed. "Yes..........sir?" You whispered I'm his ear.

You heard him growl as he grabbed your head and slanting his lips over yours, pushing his tongue in your mouth, kissing you passionately as his hands landed on your hips. He lifted you setting you on the table as he kissed down your neck. You moaned as his hands went under you shirt, kneading your beasts. "Mmm you drive me crazy y/n" he sighed aucking a mark onto your neck, your hands holding onto his shoulders. He lifted the shirt over your head. "Your so beautiful" he said kissing down your chest, circling your nipple with his tongue. "Please sir... I need you" you sighed. He hmm'd in response.

He moved everything across the table and slowly laid you down. He ran his hand from your neck to your chest. "Please sir......please......" you whined. "Mmm so needy for me hm?" He said as you heard him undo his belt. "Yes....I need to feel you" you said wrapping your legs around his waist. He grabbed your thighs and pulled you closer to him, he towered over you "how bad do you want my cock in your tight cunt y/n?" Your face heating at his words. "Tell me...." he said bringing his hand to rub your clit. "Oh god loki.....more then anything.....I need you now......please" you breathed as his finger circled your bud. "How bad do you want to come y/n?" He asked his fingers circling faster. You felt your climax approaching, panting heavily "I want it so bad.......i want you so bad" you whined.

You heard his zipper as he got closer bringing your legs up around him. "Then you shall have me" he said pushing into you. You moaned loudly as he entered you. "Norns your so tight, you feel like heaven" he breathed as he bottomed out. You tried to sit up but he pressed you back down. "No, put your hands above your head and keep them there for me" he said and you did as he said. "Good gir... ahh....your my good girl aren't you?" He panted pulling out before slamming back into you. "God yes......I want to be your good girl...." you panted as he picked up his pace.

He held onto your hips as he slammed into you at an unforgiving pace as he stood over you. You moaned loudly as the table rocked with his thrusts, his grip tightening on your hips. You felt your climax approaching fast with every thrust. "Loki.....God loki...." you moaned "yes y/n, who is your god" he moaned pounding you into the table "you are.....you Loki!!" You yelled on the edge of your orgasm "Loki.....I'm going to.......I'm......" you moaned but couldn't form the words, your pleasure taking over. "Come y/n, come for your god" he said snapping his hips hard. You came hard screaming his name. You felt him come right after, rocking you both through your high. He stilled, panting, you both catching your breath. He slowly slid out of you and helped you up. Kissing you softly while holding your back. "I'll be right back" he said going into the bathroom.

He came back with a towel and cleaned you up. Grabbing his shirt he put it back on you. "Are you hungry dear?" He asked kissing you again. "Mmm yes please." You said. He helped you off the table and you both ate the food he brought. You went to shower after, letting the hot water soothe your muscles. You were sore, but in the best way. "Care if I join?" Loki asked climbing in with you. You giggled and turned around, wrapping your arms around his neck "Absolutely not......sir" you said smiling up at him. You heard him growl "hmm I cannot get enough of you. Its maddening" he said leaning down kissing you.

You spent the rest of the weekend in Loki's room, him taking you on every surface of the room until you weren't sure how you could walk anymore. "Musy you go?" Loki whined kissing your neck. "Yes, I have to shower and get ready for work tomorrow." you sighed. He pulled back to look at you, cupping your "y/n, these last few days have e been incredible. I'm glad you spent them with me " he smiled. You twirled a strand of his hair around your finger "I'm glad I did too, I'd gladly spend every weekend with you.....sir" you said kissing his neck. "Your going to be the death of me woman" he growled kissing you deeply. You pulled apart panting. "I'll see you in the morning my dear" he said opening the door. "I'll see you in the morning sir." You said, reaching up to kiss him.

You made it to your room, throwing your shoes to the corner. You pulled your dress off, it joining your shoes. You climbed in the shower before finding your pajamas and flopping on the bed. This weekend had been incredible. You sighed "I think I love him...." you said you yourself before drifting off to sleep.

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[lindsey-laufeyson]

[give-me-a-moose]

Your Grace

Fandom: The Avengers/MCU

Relationship: Loki/Fem!Reader

Words: 2,341

Summary: Loki looks for you, and finds something very interesting instead.

Notes: The long-awaiting return of By Hook or By Crook! Fair warning, I will not be updating every week, but I’ve just missed these two so much! Thanks to @tom-whore-dleston and @mollygetssherlockcoffee for beta-reading!

By Hook or By Crook Masterlist

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Now, Loki knew he was of a mercurial nature. He was prone to fits of rage, and his emotions were as consistent as the tides. All except for one, that was. 

His love for you. 

His dearest, his darling, his beloved.

 All of Asgard knew of your utter devotion to one another. Loki was confident that no one would dare to interfere with your relationship. It would be the mission of a fool and they would quickly find futility in such an endeavor. No one else could captivate Loki the way you had. Ever since childhood, you had his entire heart in your possession. 

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