#brother loki

[puppy-coded]

Close-Knit Kin{L.L.}

Warning(s): Angst, being stood up, high schoolers, food/baking mentions, a semi-unrealistic sibling dynamic

Word Count: 1241 words

Pairing: Brother!Loki x Sister!reader

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"Loki, I got a date tonight!” You told the god excitedly.

You knew Loki wouldn’t like the fact that you had a date but... that’s just how brother’s are. Especially on Midgard. To your surprise he didn’t react with disgust, he did seem surprised though.

“Really? With you?” He asked, setting his book down.

“This really cute guy I go to school with,” You told him, smiling widely. “His name’s Stockton and I’ve been waiting to gather the courage to ask him out myself and he surprisingly asked me at lunch earlier.”

Loki got up and immediately started getting excited for you. You’ve been talking about Stockton for... months. He knew how great of an opportunity this was for you.

“Can I help you get ready? When you get home I want all the details. You got it? Oh! Do you think earrings will look good on you? Of course, everything looks good on you. Word of advice, do not wear rings. Even though you’re still in school he may think-”

“Loki! Stop. I love you bro but... This is only a first date and I’m seventeen. Chill,” You said calmly, at least, it was calm compared to Loki. You ushered him out and got ready in something cute and semi-formal.

Before you left you checked how you looked in the mirror and gave yourself the “OK”. 

“Alright Brat, I’m giving you one chance to roast the shit out of me,” You told him after barging into his room. “This is the chance of the lifetime. Don’t fuck it up.”

“Brat?” He asked indignantly. “I’m older than you and if anyone in this family is spoiled it’s Thor,” He said, looking for something to say about your outfit.

“‘Brat’ is Russian for ‘brother’. Did you not hear my pronunciation?” You asked, putting your hands on your hips.

“Alright, alright,” He said, putting his hands up in mock defeat. “You got me.”

“Good.”

“Also, you look nice. Can’t think of anything to ‘roast’ you about,” He said, using air quotes on the word “roast”. “I also don’t want to stomp on your confidence (Y/N). You look beautiful tonight.”

“Aww!” You said, putting a hand to your heart. “Thanks Loki! Love you Brat.”

“Love you too Sestra,” He said, getting up and going in for a hug. 

You returned it, grabbed your purse, and headed out the door to the Tower.

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He didn’t show up. You sat at the restaurant for an hour before being kicked out.  

“Ma’am, if you’re not going to buy anything then we’re going to need you you to leave and give the table to a paying customer,” The woman serving you informed.

“Oh, I’m sure he’ll be here in a few minutes. Can I... Can I just get some... some more water and... and free bread?” You asked, trying to keep the tears in. Not even from being stood up, just from embarrassment.

A couple to your right and a family in front of you were both staring at the interaction. You wanted to disappear.

“I’m sorry. My boss said I have to do this,” She said, feigning sympathy.

“Oh... A-Alright. Have a good night then,” You said quietly, getting you things.

And all of a sudden you were at the Tower. The subway rides and short walks seemed to go by quickly. Every possibility going through your head. Maybe he just got busy. Or lost track of time. Or fell asleep?

Each excuse for Stockton got worse and worse, making you feel terrible about yourself.

You went into Loki’s room and feel face first on his bed.

“Hey (Y/N), you’re home at a reasonable hour,” He said dryly. Did he know what happened? You dreaded what might come out of his mouth if you, God forbid, expressed emotions. He’s good with them it just sucks feeling them.

“I guess,” You said, turning onto your back.

“(Y/N), are you okay? You look upset,” Loki asked, peeking over the top of his book.

“Why can’t my life be like Pride and Prejudice?” You asked, pointing to his book. “Why can’t I find a... a Mr. Darcy or... or a Mr. Bingley? Why can’t my life be like Romeo and Juliet? Why can’t I find a Romeo? Loki, why did he stand me up?” You asked, finally letting your stinging tears fall and slowly getting quieter because your throat burned when you tried to keep those tears in.

Loki noticed the anger in your voice, your clenched fists, and your wobbling lip. You could tell that it had mad him angry to see you like this.

“Come on (Y/N). Get changed into something comfortable and meet me in the common area,” He ordered, pulling his blankets off and pulling you up.

“Loki no... I want to stay here and wallow,” You complained when he pulled your arm.

“(Y/N), get up. This is not a request,” He said, trying to keep his voice calm.

He ended up picking you up and taking you to your room. He set you on your bed and pulled out a onesie he got you one year for Christmas. He had gotten it for you so you two could match but you never wore it. He threw it at you and threw a pair of slippers at you as well.

“Ow, Loki, you suck,” You groaned, putting your hand on your head.

“Get changed, I’ll do it too and, again, meet me in the living room,” He ordered again.

You slowly got changed into the onesie and put the matching slippers on, knowing Loki was just trying to be nice. You went to the bathroom to take off your make up and giggled to yourself at how ridiculous you thought you looked in an emerald green dinosaur onesie. That giggle turned into a full on laughing fit.

You exited the bathroom, still slightly giggly, and was met with a Loki in a pastel pink dinosaur onesie, with matching slippers the same as you. The laughs came back at just how stupid you thought Loki looked in a pink dinosaur onesie, making cookies.

“Hello (Y/N), I am partaking in your hobby of baking and I’m going to let you pick the movie tonight,” He said, tossing you the remote to the tv in the living room. You pulled your hood up at the same time he did and you both started laughing again. “I will also... let you... paint my nails.”

“Yes! To all three of those things!” You said happily, walking over to the couch. “But you do know that-”

“Romcoms and fantasy are your favorite movie genres, yes I know and I’ll endure it the same way you endure my period pieces,” He assured you.

“Okay then, what about Enchanted?” You asked, clicking on it anyway in Disney+.

“(Y/N), it’s your choice,” Loki insisted.

“Alright...” You said, pressing play.

After a few minutes you could smell Loki’s cookies baking. Once they were out of the oven he joined you on the couch. You two had snuggled up together and peacefully watched the movie. Loki quietly chuckled when he noticed that you had fallen asleep and still had a cookie in your hand.

He carried you to your room and tucked you in. He smiled at how he had cheered you up and he was proud of himself too.

“Love you Sestra,” He whispered, closing the door behind him.

[kimarosehunter]

You Did Not

Fandom: Marvel

Prompt: Halloween Prompts: “Look, I dressed up as you.” 

Pairing: Reader X Loki

For my friend @arrowwolf13 

Surprisingly, the trickster god answered the phone when you called as he had wanted to keep in touch with you and planned on staying on Midgard for a while.

“This is Loki. King of Asgard.” He answered when you called.

You laughed lightly at that and asked, “King of Asgard huh?”

“You know I am your king.” He murmured darkly.

“Ah yes. The infamous Loki of Asgard, trickster of many, and King to the beautiful kingdom. It just doesn’t sound right.” You teased.

You could hear Loki’s hesitation as he passed judgement on your sarcasm, “Why did you call? To make fun of me?”

“No. I want you to come over. I made something that I think you might like.” You explained.

“Y/N, this better be important. I cannot stay out to long.” Loki warned.

After you sighed heavily you growled, “just be here.”

“And where is here?” Loki inquired.

“My house. At 1 p.m. If you are late you are uninvited to my party.” You were over being patient with him.

Loki paused then sighed, “and who says I want to come to your party?”

That caused a gasp to escape your mouth and you shouted at him, “be there or we are through!” Then you hung up and got ready for his arrival. 

When the god showed up, he went into your house without a knock, but was nervous that you were not immediately in the living room where you normally waited for him. His eyes surveyed the scene, but the only difference was all of the Halloween decorations that had been scattered throughout the objects in the room. Loki stared towards the kitchen, which had a note on the wall. Figuring the note was for him, he approached it. His deduction was correct and the note read as:

Loki,

If you have decided to come to my house then I want you to experience what is called a scavenger hunt, but an indoor edition. In the end the items will make sense, but I need you to pick them up and take them with you. Starting with the kitchen. There is an item that goes well with cheese and sometimes looks the color of blood. 

At this he thought for a moment what you could possibly mean. He was unsure for a while until he went into the kitchen. It was sitting in an obvious position so he picked up a bottle of wine.

“Interesting way of explaining this.” He found a note attached to the back.

My trickster,

Next you will find a flower that blooms beautifully, but can be dangerous to the touch. Be careful how you hold it as it is fresh. The living room awaits you.

Loki shook his head as he found your clues a bit...odd. As he went back into the living room he surveyed the room again. This time he noticed a black rose with a green stem. The thorns still attached to the single flower. He picked it up and smelled it, “seems fresh.”

The third note he found was by the stair case. It read:

Hello darling,

You will need to ascend for this one as it rests in a place of cleaning. The item itself is for warming, but not like a blanket as it is burning. 

“Hmm. Almost rhymed that time.” He looked up the stairs and sighed as he walked up them. 

He recognized a place of cleaning to be the bathroom and headed in. There he found a fake candle that pretended to burn and he chuckled, “too afraid to leave an open flame alone?”

The next note he found taped to the toilet read:

Lastly, we will meet. Watch your feet for it will show where you will need to go.

This peaked his curiosity as he walked out of the bathroom and found black rose petals laying along the hallway to your bedroom. They had not originally been there when he walked into the bathroom, but he was growing impatient and did not question the matter.

After following his instructions, he ended up in your bedroom and he looked around amazed. The room was lit up with candles, spooky Halloween candles that were a mix of a bright growing green and raven black. He narrowed his eyes as he could not find you. 

“Y/N?” He called out, “this is not funny.”

From the closet you came, both surprising him and stunning him. Loki’s eyes looked you both up as down as he took in your outfit. You were a plaid skirt that was green and black, a black tank top, and a vest that was green and black with a gold lining. Along the back was a cape that was outlined in black and gold and on top of your head rested a helmet with horns much like his own. On your hands were both fingerless black gloves and golden bracelets. Around your neck hung a few more golden necklaces.

“Did you...dye your hair black and green?” Loki was still able to speak, even though he was amazed by your appearance.

“I have, yes.” You nodded to him.

Loki set down the items he had picked up and placed them on your bed, “I do not understand the point of a scavenger hunt.”

You had noticed the look he gave you, but it was not enough so you grabbed his chin and made him look at you, “Look, I dressed up as you. I wanted to impress you and I can see that you were, but now you won’t even look me in the eye?”

Loki stared at you and grabbed your hip, “I can admire without saying so. But you did not.”

“Yeah. But I want to hear it.” You claimed.

“You look stunning in more ways than one and I cannot stare at you any longer or your efforts will be spoiled as there will no longer be anything left on your body.” Loki explained.

This made you grin with satisfaction, “That is all I needed to hear. Now do you want to know why I made you gather these items?”

“I suppose. I assume you’ll tell me either way.” Loki stared into your eyes still.

“Yes. The wine is for you and I to drink, while the rose was a hint of what is to come and the candle was to set the mood.” You chuckled.

Loki could not resist anymore and leaned in and kissed your lips. What came next was exactly the response that you wished to have. 

[ladylovesloki]

Good Genes: One Shot

Pairings: Sibling!Loki X Plus Sized!Reader

Warnings: Self deprecation

This lovely idea was sent to me by @lilacprincessofrecovery, I’m sorry it took me so long to write and I hope it’s worth the wait. It’s short but sweet 💚 Thank you for the request!!

You suck in your stomach again.

You look in the mirror to see what your midsection looks like in the dress you’re currently trying to stuff yourself in. You’re mother begged you to wear something else besides black so you’re trying on every dark color gown you had. The one you currently have on is a dark plum, the corset underneath pushing your boobs up to your chin. You look ridiculous.

Frustrated, you start to rip at the laces in the back of the dress. You don’t have any ladies with you, the little voice in your head telling you they all go and tell the other ladies in waiting about how awful you look in all of them. So you go through the dress selection process alone and when you choose the one you are comfortable with, then you ask for assistance with securing it and completing the rest. 

You go back into your closet and choose a dark blue one, this one was a little low cut so you would have to change the corset you were wearing. You remove the purple dress and current corset and look at the blue dress on your bed sadly. You just wanted to throw the dress on and not have to deal with hiding your stomach or make sure you have an hourglass shape as opposed to a pear. Knowing you were just going to hate yourself afterwards, you give in to temptation and throw the dress on without the stomach bindings. You throw it over your head and you take a deep breath. You love being able to that at least once before you put on that restrictive piece of fabric.

Knock Knock

It can’t be the maids already…

You go to answer, when you open you find your pest of an older brother on the other side.

“What is it Loki?”, you roll your eyes and go back inside your chambers.

“You are taking a century, mother sent me to see if you had fallen into a black hole.”, he moves into your chamber.

“I can’t decide on what to wear.”, you call out in your closet sifting through it again.

“What’s wrong with what you have on now?”, he asks genuinely.

“You jest. I’m not even in a corset Loki.”, you grumble.

“So..I keep telling you you don’t need one.”, Loki argues.

You roll your eyes at him, “can you tell mother I shall be there shortly.”

“You won’t but I’ll tell her..try not to drive yourself too crazy please. You will be beautiful no matter what you choose.”, he smiles at you.

“Thank you brother. I’ll see you soon, I promise.”

He gives you a smile that says “sure you will” and walks out of your chambers. You weren’t dressing for anything special really, just a midday meal with some dignitaries from Alfheim. You always hated your body the most when the ladies of Alfheim came for a visit. They are all so tall and skinny and you always wanted to be sure you looked your best when they came to Asgard. Not long after Loki left you heard another knock, only it was much softer and didn’t wait for you to give permission to enter. You heard the soft click of heals and a gliding dress, you look to the door of your bedchambers and see your mother walk through them. She looks at you pointedly, “y/n, my dear you are very late.”

“I know mother, I’m sorry…I just can’t decide what I should wear and I think I like this one but I can’t find…”, you start to explain out of breath.

“Darling breathe…you’re brother came to me and told me you were having trouble deciding…can I help?”, she asks kindly.

“No…I just can’t decide…”, your voice starts to shake.

“My girl…I used to feel the same insecurities when the ladies from Alfheim came…I would spend hours with our royal seamstress…I had to look absolutely perfect because, well let’s face it they are…rather perfect. But my sweet girl, I don’t want you to worry about such things. You are beautiful…Now come. Let’s finish you up and meet these dignitaries…”

She assists you getting finished, you decided on keeping on the blue dress that Loki liked, but you ended up shoving yourself in that corset. You finally get ready and go to the dining hall with your mother, you were both the last ones to arrive so when they announced you to the table you blushed from the attention. 

You get to the table and you make eye contact with Loki, “you look beautiful sister.”

You smile at him, “thank you brother.”

You take your seat and everyone at the table continued their conversations with each other like you had not interrupted them with your arrival. The food arrives and everyone starts to eat, Loki leans over to you, “I’m glad you decided on the blue, it looks lovely on you. I believe the handsome second prince of Alfheim has been eyeing you all afternoon.”, he smiles at you.

“Stop it.”, you warn him.

“Stop what? I speak the truth”, he smiles at you.

“God of Lies.”, you rebut. 

“Goddess of being a pain in my ass…”, he mumbles into his wine.

“You’re being annoying.”, you grab your own glass of wine.

“And you are being stubborn…I adore you, you know that?”, he gets serious. “I want you to be happy and right now I feel like you’re not happy. I feel like you get so lost in yourself you lose what direction your heart truly wants to walk in. You tell yourself things about yourself that are self deprecating and it pains me to see you struggle so.”

His honesty is too much and you can’t take it, so you politely excuse yourself and rush from the table. You leave the dining room and run straight to the gardens, you plop yourself on the bench and start to cry. You take some deep breathes to calm yourself and you start to process what Loki just said to you. It’s true that you don’t feel happy at the moment, some days are certainly better than others. Most days you love life but it’s days like this when you know you were always going to be the lesser one in the room. In whatever capacity that may be in. And as much as you loved your brothers, you also envied them. They were both perfect in their own way, Thor with his golden blonde hair and perfect form…Loki was the definition of tall, dark and handsome…and just like his brother, had the body of a God. You were different than them, you were short and thick…or curvy like you’re mother likes to say. You and your mother had similar body types and it always made you look at Loki and envy his lithe form, questioning why he got the skinny gene. 

You heard light footsteps, you look up and see Loki. You decide to look down at your feet.

“I’m sorry…I was harsh. I just worry for you..”, he explains softly.

You look up and smile at him, “it’s ok…it’s true…I’m not the happiest sometimes…it’s just hard some days.”

“Why? What makes it hard?”, he sits next to you on the bench.

“Honestly?”, you ask half joking.

He nods and smiles, “I will tell if you lie…”

You take a deep breath, “some days I feel like the third princess…”, you start.

“I don’t understand..you are the third princess of Asgard.”, he interrupts.

“I know that stupid…what I mean is I feel…lesser to you and Thor because of…well, you’re both beautiful as beautiful as the ladies of Alfheim and I’m...”, you admit.

Loki interrupts again, “you can’t compare yourself the ladies of Alfheim…you are a strong Asgardian woman…meant to be fierce in love and protection. Alfheim ladies just sit and look pretty.”

“That’s not true…I’m sure they are good at…things..”

Loki gives you an exasperated look. “You are too hard on yourself. You are a spitting image of mother, a well known beauty and sought after hand before being betrothed to father.”

You nod, feeling a little guilty of possibly making her mother feel insecure about her own body. 

“And as for Thor and I…you have plenty of attributes that Thor and I do not possess. You are level headed, kind…you put my healing magic to shame…a true example of what an Asgardian Princess should be. And most importantly, we all adore you. Me, Thor, mother and father…our people..and it’s not because you fit well in a dress.”

You’re crying silent tears of happiness, “thank you Loki, I love you brother.”

“I love you too sister, come let us go back to the dining hall.”

Loki uses his magic and cleans off your face so no evidence of tears remained, you loop your arm in his and slowly walk back into the dining hall. The actual meal was over and now the royal family members are around the table congregating. You took a deep breath and you look up to Loki who is looking down at you with a soft smile on his face. He gives you a slight nod letting you know he was there for support and you both walked inside.

“Welcome back Prince Loki and Princess y/n, everything alright?”, one of the ladies from Alfheim asked with genuine concern.

“My sister wished to see a certain flower bloom in our gardens my lady, it only blooms at a certain time of day. If you’d like we could take our own stroll in the gardens, I can show you the beauty of Asgard in our flora.”, Loki openly flirts with the lady from Alfheim.

You roll your eyes, “forgive us my lady, I was insistent.”. You look to your mother and squeeze your hand, “I love you mother.”.

“I love you too daughter.”, she kisses you on the forehead. “Are you alright?”, she asks quietly.

You nod, “I am now.” 

The end of the meal comes and you can say that it went better than you thought it would. Loki’s words, painful as they were, made you open your eyes to being more present and in the moment. To not focus on the negative and instead focus on the positive, it’s a daily struggle but all you have to do is remind yourself that you are surrounded your family and chosen family that make you feel happiness everyday.