#dad loki

[cueloki]

Promoted

Pairing: Loki x f!reader

Warnings: reader's kid being a silly goose, step dad!Loki (the dad that stepped up)

Wordcount: 308

For the June Jukebox Scribbles challenge, hosted by @societynsoelsscribbles | June 3rd: Mack the Knife - Bobby Darin / “And he shows them pearly white”

A/N: This doesn't fit the vibe of the song ummmm oops

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“And he shows them pearly white–” Loki momentarily pauses at the interruption of the door of your daughter’s room opening. You mouth a quick ‘sorry’. He gives you a soft smile before turning back to your kid.

“teeth.” Loki concludes reading, theatrically snapping the children's book shut. “There you go, chicken. That’s why we brush our teeth.” He ruffles your daughter’s hair.

“I’ve never seen you brush your teeth.” The kid accuses. You stifle your laugh with the palm of your hand while Loki frowns at her. “That’s because I do it after your bedtime.” He says, the wrinkle between his eyebrows very evident now.

Your daughter looks skeptical, turning to you for the truth. “Does he?” She loudly ‘whispers’. 

“He does.” You nod, perfectly serious.

“You’ve seen him do it?” She squints at you, playing the role of tiny interrogator. This time you break into laughter. 

“Now she’ll never believe I do it,” Loki scoffs playfully.

“I promise Loki brushes his teeth,” you reassure her between giggles.

“Okaaaay.” The kid gives in finally. “Cause you said it’s important and I don’t want you to die.” She pokes Loki's chest.

You open your mouth in shock. “Why would he–”

“Mama, please, this is a private conversation!” Your kid scolds you. You raise your hands up in defense.

“Why exactly would I die?” Loki questions bewildered.

“Because of a cavity!”

“Chicken, I’m a god. I'm not getting a cavity.”

“Prove it! Race you to brush our teeth!” Your daughter exclaims, jumping off the bed and running to the bathroom. 

“You ever even had a cavity?” 

Loki shakes his head smugly. You roll your eyes. “Hurry up, dad!” The kid yells from the bathroom. You and Loki exchange surprised looks.

“Did she just…?”

“Call you dad for the first time? I believe so.” You grin. “Seems like you've been promoted.”

//

Promoted

[kitty384]

You Should’ve Told Me

Summary: Nearing the end of her pregnancy, Y/N has been hiding just how much discomfort she’s in—how every breath is tight, every step heavier than the last. She doesn’t want to worry Loki. He’s already so protective. But when she collapses during a peaceful walk in the royal gardens, her body finally betrays her silence. And Loki? He shatters.

Content Warnings: collapsing/fainting, fear of loss, protective Loki, pain (non-graphic), hurt/comfort, panic, reader feeling like a burden, Loki fiercely reassuring her

The gardens were quiet.

The late Asgardian sun warmed the marble paths and filled the courtyards with golden light. The breeze was gentle, and birds flitted lazily from tree to tree.

It was the perfect kind of day.

And Y/N could barely keep her eyes open.

She walked slowly, one hand braced under her belly, the other pressed gently to the small of her back.

Every step sent pressure rippling through her joints. Her hips ached. Her feet throbbed. Her skin felt tight and hot and wrong.

But she kept going.

Loki had begged her to rest. He always did. He noticed everything—every grimace, every wince.

So lately… she had gotten better at hiding them.

Better at faking a breath that didn’t catch in her ribs. Better at smiling when her spine felt like it was splitting.

He had enough on his shoulders. She didn’t want to add to it.

“I’m fine,” she whispered to herself.

The lie was thin. She kept walking anyway.

Until her vision blurred.

Until her knees buckled.

Until everything tilted.

She didn’t remember hitting the ground.

Only the feeling of her body giving out.

Only the sudden coldness of marble against her cheek, and the sound of someone screaming her name.

Loki.

He had only been gone for a moment.

He’d stepped away to speak with the royal healer about enchanted birthing salves. When he returned to the path they always walked together—the one that curved beneath the blooming starlight trees—she was gone.

Then he saw the crowd.

Then he saw her.

His wife—his everything—collapsed on the stone, unmoving.

He barely remembered how he got to her.

One moment he was across the garden.

The next, he was on his knees beside her, hands trembling, magic flaring uncontrollably beneath his skin.

“Y/N—Y/N!”

She stirred weakly, eyes fluttering.

He gathered her into his arms, holding her against him, feeling her heartbeat flutter like a trapped bird.

“I’m here,” he breathed. “I’ve got you. I’ve got you.”

She winced, clutching her belly.

“I—I’m okay. Just dizzy.”

“Don’t lie to me,” he snapped—then softened instantly. “Please. Don’t lie.”

Frigga was suddenly there, kneeling at her other side, hands already glowing with calming runes.

“She’s overheating,” she said quietly. “She’s been pushing herself.”

Loki’s jaw clenched.

He cradled Y/N closer, hand splayed over her bump.

The baby stirred—thank the gods.

Still alive. Still moving.

He kissed her damp forehead.

“You should’ve told me,” he whispered, voice shaking. “You should’ve told me.”

Y/N’s eyes filled with tears.

“I didn’t want to worry you,” she said hoarsely. “You already do so much—I just wanted to be strong for you.”

Loki shook his head, his own tears slipping down now.

“You don’t have to be strong for me,” he said. “You are carrying our child. You are already the strongest soul I know. Let me be the one to hold the weight now. Let me protect you.”

“I thought if I told you how much it hurt, you'd panic.”

“I would’ve. I am.” He leaned his forehead to hers. “But I would never want you to suffer alone just to spare my feelings.”

She let out a quiet sob and clung to his robe.

“I’m so tired.”

“I know, dove,” he whispered. “We’re almost there. Just a little longer. Let me carry the rest.”

He brought her back to their chambers himself—arms around her, voice never stopping.

Soft, loving things.

Ancient words in old tongues.

Promising her peace.

Promising her she’d never fall again.

He tucked her into bed, placed his hand over her belly, and whispered to their unborn child:

“Your mother is a goddess. But even goddesses deserve rest.”

Masterlist

Request

[ashdreams2023]

Hey there! I was wondering if I could request a cute little Loki x reader oneshot where Loki and reader just has a baby together and Loki is kinda like showing off how cute their baby is and how proud of reader he is??🙃 and maybe he’s like bragging and reader is kinda eavesdropping and giggling?

thank you :D

Daddy’s girl

Comfort

Loki never thought he could be any happier after being with you but to his utter surprise everything changed when you gave birth to the bundle of joy.

He caressed the soft chubby cheek of his baby girl, she was curiously watching him with her big green eyes, a trait he was very proud of passing off but still very pleased that everything else came from your side.

She had just woken up from her nap, not hungry and her diaper just changed, enjoying the attention her daddy was giving her.

"Aren’t you the most gorgeous being I have ever seen" he kissed her forehead and walked out to the area where everyone was waiting to meet the new little princess.

Wanda hurried to be the first to hold her and squealed happily at the awaken baby "Oh great heavens she looks beautiful, the most precious little thing"

The other surrounded Wanda to take a look at the little girl, Loki felt a heave pang of pride as he heard everyone complement his baby.

His little one, the one you graced him of bringing to this world.

"She takes after her mother, a beautiful strong and delicate flower she will grow up to be"

The baby girl cooed at the many people staring at her adoringly, clearly enjoying all the attention and being the center of everyone’s conversation.

"And this right here is all you Loki, attention seeker" Natasha chuckled.

Loki grinned mischievously "And doing it with the most adorable little face, what can I say? She’s her daddy’s girl"

"Oh my god let’s hope you don’t inherit your daddy’s mischief behavior now" Wanda booped the baby’s nose.

The baby girl smiled softly, showing her little dimples, everyone awed at the sight before handing her back to Loki.

He looked adoringly down at her "I’m so happy you are finally here my little princess, my dove did a wonderful job of taking care of you inside her, I’m so proud and I hope you know, you will be loved to bits just like your dear mother" he whispered to his baby, unknowingly to him that you were standing near the doorway, hearing everyone word and clenching your chest in pure bliss with the stupidest grin on your face.

And maybe just maybe when time is right you’ll let him live the same feeling again, but for now, he can enjoying showing off your baby and dotting on you till you get sick of it.



[ladylovesloki]

To Hel and Back

The Fated Apple Universe

Chapter Three: The Forest

Warnings: Mature Content ((ONLY 18+)) I am not going to get specific on warnings because I don't want to spoil certain things so enter at your own risk. Nothing too dark I promise, mostly smut and language.

A/N: I know I said no summaries but I will say that we get some of our boy in this chapter. As always, thanks for reading 💚 Enjoy💚

The Fated Apple Universe

To Hel and Back: Chapter One: The Vacuum

To Hel and Back Chapter Two: The Jump

Loki knew he was dead the moment it happened.

It wasn’t the injury itself, though the pain was excruciating in that moment. 

No.

It was his bond with his fated that made him completely certain that he was dead.

The absence of your essence was more painful than the killing blow itself.

Loki sits up and looks down, seeing the armor he was wearing when he was alive but no wound. He looks around and all he can see is an open field, bright green grass and far off in the distance he sees the biggest tree he has ever seen. And just in front of the tree was a small…cottage.

Nothing remarkable about it. Just a small cottage home, the most notable thing about it was that it was being dwarfed by the massive tree standing tall behind it. Almost like it was guarding it.

Loki takes another look around but a sound makes his head snap back to the cottage. It was the sound of laughter. But not just any laughter.

It was yours.

Your sweet laugh that never fails to bring a smile to his face.

For a moment he felt a brief spark of joy but then it’s replaced by absolute fear. He wished he studied more about fated bonds. Would Y/N die when he did?! Gods no. The Norns were being cruel enough.

The idea that Mina would lose her mother and father in one swoop breaks Loki’s heart. He hears your laughter again, forcing his attention back to the cottage.

“Y/N!”, he yells across the massive field.

Nothing. 

He walks toward the cottage but it doesn’t seem like it’s getting any closer. Loki stops a moment and then looks back from where he came. He could’ve sworn he walked at least a mile by now..

Before he could give it another thought, he hears your laugh again but this time when he looks to the cottage he sees a woman walk out the door and what looks like a baby swaddled in her arms.

Loki squints his eyes to see if he could get a better look. All he can make out is the color of the dress that the woman is wearing, green of course, and the color of her hair. Your color hair..

The confusion of the cottage seemingly not getting any closer evaporates and Loki just continues to walk forward. Your laugh his only beacon.

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When you and Jane were kids you would all go to Maine for family vacations and your mom used to make sure you and Jane were never alone around heavily wooded areas. The forests were so thick and at night if you didn’t know where you were going it was very possible you were never getting out of it.

This forest reminds you of those family vacations. 

Except worse.

Thank goodness you had Thor, a literal God and your daughter who was the child of the strongest seidr wielder in all of the nine. Thankfully, Mina conjured floating orbs of light that surrounded your group, lighting your path forward.

The orb in front is also acting as a guide to where your group apparently needed to go to find the Norns. How? You’re still not entirely sure. You asked Mina how the orbs of light knew which direction to go and she just looked at you with the same bored look Loki used to give you when you asked him what he considered “ridiculous” questions.

“It knows which way to go because I know which way to go mom…”

“Ok..kkayyy..but how do you know which way to go?”

“It’s whats on the map in dad’s book.”

You nod, “uh huh..did you look at any other books before you decided to just jump at this one?…literally.”

Mina gets quiet and just continues to walk straight.

You put your hand on her shoulder, “Mina…tell me you did some more digging and this one book wasn’t your only proof that we would find the Norns here.”

Mina looks at you nervously and then starts picking at her fingers.

Just like Loki.

“Mina..”

She finally looks up at you and Thor, “this was the only thing I found about how to get to the Norns…”

You close your eyes, “Mina..”

“I know mom but this was our only chance! And there wasn’t any time to go debate about it. Idunn already seemed against the idea and I knew that if she said that it couldn’t be done then you wouldn’t even try..”

“So what? You were going to just come here alone? What if it didn’t work? What if you jumped off that bridge and died. I would have had to bury you and your father within hours of each other! Did you think about that?!”

“No mom I didn’t! You know why?! Everyone has told me since the day I could wield seidr that I was my fathers daughter. That I will be as strong if not stronger than him, that I am just as intelligent as him and yet no one trusts me when I say that I know this is going to work. I FEEL it."

You take a deep breath to try and calm you both down. Arguing about the situation will get them nowhere. All you can do now is do what your daughter is asking you to do and pray you were making the right decision.

“Ok Mina. I trust you…do you know how much further?”

She turns back to the direction they were headed and opens the book to the map inside.

The orb of light leading the way hovers over Mina’s shoulder and it sends a small beam of light to the page, highlighting where they currently were.

“Based off of where we started and where we are now…we have maybe another days worth of walking.”

“We should make camp for the night, we will need to eat as well.”, Thor suggests.

Mina nods, “I can take care of all that, let’s find a good spot.”

After about a ten minute walk off the path, you all find a good spot to make camp. Mina holds out her hands and closes her eyes, you look over to the spot that has her concentration and the once empty spot now has a medium size tent and a small pit for a fire.

“Thor use your sparkle magic and make a fire. Stop letting my kid do all the work.”

Thor gives you a small smile and then kneels down next to the pit. He touches his fingers together, creating a little spark that starts the fire. 

Mina kneels down next to him and gives him a pat on the back, “thanks Uncle Thor.”

He leans over and kisses her forehead, “of course. Please tell me my brother taught you to conjure something edible…”

“I think I can figure something out.”, she smiles the same sly smile her dad gifted her with. She closes her eyes again and now on the fire is a spit with what looks like a rabbit on it. 

“Bless you child.”, Thor looks at the juicy rabbit, ready to rip it right off the spit.

You sit down next to Mina and rub her back, “I’m so proud of you baby. I know your dad would be too.”

Mina leans her head against yours, “thanks mom..”

The three of you sit in a comfortable silence, watching the flames lick up the dinner your daughter has provided. The three of you not knowing what is awaiting them when they finally get to the Norns.

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“Odin.”

“Frigga.”

Frigga approaches her husband as he lays in their great bed, a few missives lay on his lap. She hasn’t told him about what has transpired in the last few hours. She wasn’t quite sure how she was going to get him to postpone the funeral proceedings for Loki.

She gets to Odin’s side of the bed and looks down at her husband, “husband.”

Odin looks up with his one eye, “wife.”

“Something has happened..”

“Oh you mean my son, daughter in law and grandchild jumping off the bridge in order to reach the Norns to attempt to bring Loki back?…Is that the something you are referring to?”

Frigga doesn’t respond verbally. She just nods.

Fucking Heimdall.

“And you have come here to ask me to postpone Loki’s funeral yes?”

Frigga looks down, “if there is a chance..”

“My love…Loki is gone. What we must pray for now is the safe return of Thor, Y/N and Mina..”

Frigga nods in understanding, a tear slipping out of her eye before she could catch it. She lifts her hand to wipe it away but Odin catches it before she could. He stands from the bed, Frigga now has to look up at her husband, her warrior God that would burn realms down for her but could also gently cradle his granddaughter in his arms to calm her to sleep. He reaches up and cups her face in his hands with that same gentle touch, his thumbs wiping her tears away.

“I will postpone the announcements and the funeral rites..but there is only so long we can wait my love…”

Frigga nods again and gives Odin a sweet, grateful kiss. “Thank you My King.”

Odin lays his forehead against hers, “anything for you My Queen. Anything.”

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Idunn walks into Loki’s viewing room. She left a few hours ago to go get settled in one of the palaces many guest rooms, but she felt something pulling her back to Loki’s side.

She walks up the steps and stands above Loki’s body. She stares down at his face in deep contemplation.

“Why? Why did they cut your thread…?”, she asks out loud to herself.

Idunn felt slightly better after she admitted to the Queen that she has not been able to reach the Norns. The weight of carrying such a secret getting very heavy for the Goddess. As she stares down at Loki she doesn’t realize she’s crying until a few tears fall onto his arm. The sound of her tears hitting leather make her eyes snap to the liquid.

She reaches up to her eyes and wipes a tear away in shock. She can’t remember the last time she shed a tear from grief.

‘Your Grace..”

A small voice makes Idunn turn around to face the door, “yes child?”, she asks the small lady.

“Heimdall has requested your presence Your Grace..”

She smiles at the young lady, “thank you. The observatory I presume?”

“Yes Your Grace.”

Idunn nods and turns back to Loki, she takes in his form one last time and then leans down to whisper in his ear, “rest well fated one.” She places a kiss on his brow but as soon as her lips touch his skin there was a blinding light in her vision.

Idunn closes her eyes to try and clear her vision but there was a high pitched whistling sound that was also throwing off her balance. She places her hands over her ears to try and block out the dreadful sound.

She’s so disoriented she doesn’t register someone is shaking her. The high pitched whistling sounds like its getting further and further away and every blink makes her vision clearer. She sees a dark blob in front of her which eventually turns into a person.

When her vision finally clears enough to see a face her heart almost stops beating.

It was Loki.

An alive Loki.

Standing in the middle of a field. 

“Idunn?”

“Loki?...”

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“My Queen!!”

A loud knock on the door pulls Frigga away from Odin’s comforting embrace. “What in the nine?”

“Enter!”, Odin calls out.

The door bursts open and Heimdall enters in a panic, “Allmother! Allfather! You must come with me to the healers wing!”

“Heimdall? What has happened?”

“Goddess Idunn collapsed by Prince Loki’s bedside. Eir is assessing her now.”

“Gods!”, Frigga doesn’t waste a moment and opens a portal straight to the healers wing where she sees Eir and her healers working around Idunn, Odin and Heimdall close behind her.

“Eir.”, Frigga approaches the soul forge holding Idunn.

“Allmother. Forgive me I just need a moment.”, Eir doesn’t even look back to the approaching Queen, too focused on her work.

“What was she doing when she collapsed?”, Odin asks Heimdall.

“I sent word to her to meet me in the observatory, that same messenger was supposed to ask you and The Queen to meet me there as well. I have seen Thor and the Princesses.”

“You have?”, Frigga whips around.

Odin holds out his hand to calm his wife, “we will get to that My Queen.”, he looks back to Heimdall to continue.

“The girl said that she informed the Goddess Idunn of my summons, she turned to Prince Loki, placed a kiss to his brow and then collapsed.”

Frigga looks to Odin, confusion and anxiety all over her face, “something isn’t right..what of Thor and the girls?”

Heimdall nods, “I cannot see where they have landed but they are somewhere in deep woods.”

Frigga releases the breath she was holding, “thank the Gods for that at least.” She looks back to Eir working on a still unconscious Idunn. She makes a silent prayer to the Norns for her family but if what she fears is true…the Norns might not be there to hear her…

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Your back is on fire.

Sleeping in the tent was not the most enjoyable experience and the guilt that is tearing through you right now is intense.

How did Loki get any sleep since you both have been together? It has been a very long time since Mina slept in the same room as you and Loki so you have not heard how her snoring has progressed over the last year or so because my god..

It brings back memories of the train passing by your apartment in New York. For such a small girl she has a deep guttural snore. 

Apparently much like your own according to Loki.

“Mina..”

You nudge her when calling her name didn’t do it. 

“Mina..”, she nudges you again. 

Nothing.

“MINA!”

Mina shoots up, a half snore rips through her nose and shouts, “FINKLE AND EINHORN!”

You look at her and smile at her disheveled state, her braid has long fallen apart and hair is sticking out in all crazy directions, one eye is open the other about half way there. “You need to stop watching Ace Ventura before you go to bed.”

“It’s a classic. Jim Carrey movies are my comfort movies.”, Mina responds with a stretch. “Where’s Uncle Thor?”

You shrug, “lets go see.”

You both leave the tent and see Thor sitting by the fire with what looks like fish cooking on the spit.

“Hope you’re hungry..”, Thor invites you both to join him by the fire.

“Just a little..we should get moving soon.

You nod and Thor hands you some of the cooked fish, since he didn’t wait for Mina to conjure anything it was severely lacking flavor from seasonings but you weren’t going to complain. You were thankful that he was here, you don’t know what you would’ve done if he wasn’t. As soon as you get the fish down you could already feel the protein working its way through your body, giving you more energy.

You’d kill for some coffee though.

Once you were all done eating breakfast, Mina makes their camp disappear, like they were never there.

Mina opens her book and conjures the same orbs from yesterday. Once again, one of the orbs hovers over the map on the page and then starts to move in the direction we were supposed to be moving toward. 

“So what are we going to see when we get there? Wherever there is..”, you ask.

“Well I expect to see Yggdrasil, all of the books I have read about the Norns say that they reside at the roots.”, Mina answers.

All of a sudden Thor stops walking, you almost run right into his big back, “Thor?”

“Shh.”, he holds up his hand.

You heart starts to pound, you weren’t built for something like this. You never went on adventures or missions so when Thor reacted the way that he did you immediately start to sweat.

“Stay behind me. Do. Not. Move.”, Thor instructs.

“Thor? What is it?”, you ask in a panic.

“MOVE!”

Thor turns and shoves you and Mina down to the ground, a massive beast flies over your head and lands on its feet a few feet from where you are now laying on the ground. Mina, who was in the back of the group was on the ground next to you, closer to the beast.

You brave another look at it and see that its a big ass cat. It looks like a panther from back on Earth but much larger…everything.

It was twice the size of a normal panther, the teeth were massive and you can’t help but notice the blood that was already leaking from them. Hopefully he ate recently…

Thor moves to stand in front of you and Mina, you’re hoping between the two of them, they will all survive this encounter.

“Don’t move.”, Thor whispers, holding his hand out behind him.

“Wasn’t planning on it.”, you whisper back.

Thor calls his lightning, his eyes are the first things that show his building power and then the sky that you can see through the trees starts to darken and rumble. You look down at the hand Thor has extended behind him and you can see electricity on his fingertips.

“My, my. We are a rude group aren’t we..”, the panther goes from an attack position to a seated one. Like a house cat waiting for a treat.

The three of you are frozen from shock. It even looks like the lightning on Thor’s fingertips and eyes pause and then slowly start to retreat. The sound of thunder starts to roll away and the little slivers of gray sky are now turning blue.

“Umm.”, Mina is the first to react to the talking creature.

“I’m assuming you can use more words besides ummm yes?”, the panther….cat….thing asks.

The three of you just nod.

“Wonderful..Do any of you wish to explain why you are trudging through my forest?”

“Your forest?”, Mina steps forward but your grab her wrist and pull her back to you.

“Yes MY forest. What are you doing here?”

“We came to see the Norns.”, Thor answers.

“HA! You and thousands of other souls that have come to search for them. Allow me to guess…someones dead?..”

Again the creature is met with silence.

“I must say if you are trying to get to your destination alive I suggest someone answers me.”

Thor steps up again, “yes. My brother.”

“Hmff. I suggest you go back to where you came from. You clearly do not have what is required.”

The panther turns to leave but your panic makes you stop him, “wait!”

The panther stops and turns his head back to you, waiting for you to speak.

“Wait….It wasn’t just his brother. He was also my fated.”

The panther turns around fully, “truly? The Norns cut the thread of one of their beloved fated?…well that settles it..”

“Settles what exactly?”, Mina asks.

“That something has befallen the Norns..”

“What makes you say that?”, you ask.

“The forest is..dying. I just so happen to be on the way to visit with the Norns myself to get some answers, but if what you’re saying is true…”, the panther begins to pace back and forth. “The Norns claim they have no favorites but then explain fated ones to me? To cut the thread of one of their precious chosen ones? They would never…unless”, the panther stops his pacing along with his speech.

“Unless?…”, you brave interrupting his thought.

“Unless it wasn’t truly them that cut your fated ones thread..”

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“Idunn?”

“Loki?…Where am I?”

“I wish I could tell you.. I am still trying to figure that out myself. I thought I was dead.”

“You are.”

Loki looks at her in surprise, “then you are…?

“Dead? Yes? No? Possibly? I am not certain. I was in your viewing room and I was standing by your body. I placed a kiss on your brow and it seems to have transported me here..”

Loki was looking at Idunn but then something seems to pull his attention away from her.

“Y/N”, he whispers. So low. So quiet, Idunn almost missed it.

Loki turns and starts to walk but Idunn reaches out and grabs his wrist to stop him. “Wait, My Prince..where are you going?”

He turns and looks at Idunn and then points in the opposite direction, “there..do you see it?”

Idunn looks in the direction that Loki is pointing to but sees nothing. She looks back to Loki’s face who is staring off into the distance again, like he was staring at his salvation. “Loki..I don’t see anything..”

He looks to Idunn, “just there, you don’t see it? Can you not hear her?”

Idunn looks back to the empty field of green grass and vast blue sky. But she sees nothing in the distance and she only hears the sound of wind. She takes Loki’s hand in hers, “what do you see My Prince? What do you hear?”

Loki looks back to Idunn with tears in his eyes, “my fated.”

To be continued…..

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I’ll stay

Divorced dad! Loki x female reader

18+ | contains smut, angst - Loki and reader are divorced and share a child

“Okay, okay, I’m coming now, alright, bye” you sighed as you hung up the phone, daring a glance into the restaurant at your date, awkwardly twiddling his thumbs as he waited for you to come back inside. Another sigh escaped you as you caught a glimpse of yourself in the reflection. Tired eyes were hidden behind layers of mascara and eyeshadow. Your frown masked by the rouge tint you had haplessly rubbed onto your lips. Your eyes wandered down to your dress. You looked good overall, there was no denying that. You ran your hands down your sides, taking a deep breath before plastering on a smile and heading back inside.

“Y/n, is everything alright?” He asked, trying to hide his elation at the fact you had returned until he saw you reaching for the jacket you had draped behind your chair when you first arrived.

“I’m so sorry but I’ve got to go, it’s an emergency” you apologised earnestly “it’s Sienna, she’s not feeling well and she’s asking for me” you explained, putting your jacket on.

“Isn’t she with her dad?”

“Yes” you nodded “but—”

“So she’s fine, have another glass of wine” he insisted, gesturing to the chair you just tucked in.

“I can’t, I—” you tried to excuse “I’ll call you okay” you rushed out, turning around before heading out of the restaurant and hailing a taxi.

“She’s sleeping now” Loki spoke, opening the door as you stepped inside.

“So why did you call me?” You huffed as you entered, Loki closing the door behind you as you breathed in through your nose smelling that familiar aftershave.

“I was unsure if she’d settle without your presence. Besides, I didn’t know it’d take you so long to arrive” Loki added almost bitterly as he took you in.

“I was on the other side of the city” you shrugged “I was on a date” you admitted, surprising even yourself at the confession.

“Oh, I see” Loki spoke, almost dejectedly as he looked away from you. “How was it?” He decided to ask, looking back up at you.

“Short” you stated, ignoring the pang of what could only be stupidly described as guilt that evaded you.

“My apologies” Loki replied, glancing away before his eyes met yours again. “You look” he paused “good”

“Thank y—” you began.

“You always look good” he seemingly huffed to himself at the thoughtless compliment. “You look beautiful y/n” he interrupted.

“Thank you” you smiled chastely as a conspicuous pause filled the space between you both. Doting eyes boared into yours as you swallowed thickly, unable to tear your gaze away from Loki’s. His stare was primal, lustful, almost charged as you took a sharp breath, trying to forget the fact that you hadn’t been laid in almost a year and that Loki had that familiar aftershave on.

“Don’t look at me like that” you finally broke the silence.

“Like what?” He almost smirked.

“Loki you love me” you frowned.

“Y/n” Loki halted “I adore you” he expressed.

“Stop” you shook your head, willing the tears that were now brimming in your eyes to stop. You didn’t know whether they were from your lack of blinking after staring at him or the emotions coursing through you.

“I’m truly enamored” he continued to your chagrin as he stepped towards you “you bewitch me. You—”

“Stop!” You raised your voice.

“I can’t let you go y/n, why can’t I quit you?”

“You already have Loki, you let me go the moment you—”

“Tell me you don’t love me” he dared.

“Loki I—” you stopped, your lip beginning to quiver as a tear escaped you.

“Tell me you don’t love me” he murmured, kissing the tear away from your cheek “and I’ll stop.”

Your knees felt weak beneath you as his lips met the bare skin of your neck as he pushed your jacket off of your shoulders. Tender kisses met behind your ear as you held your breath, eyes falling closed. “Tell me you don’t love me anymore y/n” he whispered, kissing your earlobe “please” he almost begged, unable to restrain himself, the only thing able to stop him being your words.

“I-I” you stuttered, melting against Loki as his lips met yours.

You were quick to deepen the kiss, your tongue moving against his as his arms wrapped around you. He felt perfect against you. You barely broke for breath, kissing him passionately as you pushed him back against the couch, Loki pulling you down with him. You straddled him, hips moving to and fro above him as your body ached for more. You could feel him hardening beneath you as you practically ripped his shirt off of him, your lips meeting the warmth of his skin. You ran your hands across his torso, your nails lightly scratching him as you kissed his neck, moving lower. You moved down the couch, almost hanging off of it as your fingers undone his belt.

“Slow down” Loki jested as you kissed across his lower abdomen, pulling his boxers down.

“Shut up” you snapped, freeing his erection as Loki’s eyes fell closed.

“Fuckk” he exhaled, relaxing as you kissed the tip before taking it into your mouth. Your hand moved across his length in light strokes as you flicked your tongue around the head of his cock, eliciting a quiet moan from him. His hand found the back of your head, guiding your movements gently as he hit the back of your throat. You continued, your head moving up and down before Loki tried to push you away. He was close.

Wordlessly, you straddled him again, lifting your dress as Loki pushed your panties to the side, helping you lower yourself against him.

“Lokiii” you mewled as he filled you to the hilt, his cock throbbing against your walls.

“Just like that” Loki spoke through gritted teeth, thrusting up inside of you as you bounced above him.

“Fuckk” you moaned, trying to stay quiet as he fucked you.

“Taking me so well” he praised, looking up at you through hooded eyes “good girl, that’s my good fucking girl.”

“Ughh, I—I’m soo—” you moaned.

“I know, I know” Loki rasped, jaw clenched as he continued thrusting.

Your eyes met. You had to look away.

“I’m gonna cum” you cried, eyes closed tightly as your breaths grew heavier.

“Fuck!” Loki hollered, his orgasm hitting him as he came inside of you, his seed oozing out as your walls tightened around him.

As you floated down from your high, you eventually looked down at Loki.

“I don’t, Loki” you shook your head, Loki’s eyes pleading for you not to continue. “I don’t love you, not now, not anymore.” You sniffled, unsure whether or not you believed yourself.

“You’ll stay? Tonight?” Loki asked, voice quiet.

“Yeah” you nodded “I’ll stay.”

<<it’s been a while since I’ve written << and a boy called me good girl the other day << I hope you enjoyed!!

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[glitchquake]

Daddy's here

SONG TITLE : My Lagan Love (Hozier cover)

Warning: Reader has a womb, reader had a baby, pregnancy struggle is mentioned but only briefly, fluff, Loki is an actual daddy in this, your ovaries might explode when reading this!

A/N: I was craving some Loki so bad, and listening to Hozier version of My Lagan Love made me think of him singing that to his newborn. I especially thought of you, @holdmytesseract, when I wrote this!

Enjoy my babies!

The desperate cries of a newborn roused Loki out of his slumber. His daughter was calling for him, or most likely her mother. He looked at you, noting how peaceful you looked sleeping next to him. Your hair spilled around you on your pillow, resembling a halo, and your skin still had that pregnancy glow to it even though you had given birth to your daughter only a week ago. 

It still amazed him of how much you went through to bring your daughter into this cruel world. The back pain, fatigue, and horrible morning sickness had worn you out, 

But when it came to the gruesome labor, he worried about possibly losing you. You had screamed and almost broke his hand from squeezing it so hard, but just when he thought he wouldn’t be able take the sight of you in such pain for much longer, there came the first cries of a tiny baby girl. He had watched as the nurses brought her up to your shoulder, and how you both had cried with so much joy that she was finally here. 

The first time he had held her, his hands shook so much from fear of breaking her. She had felt so fragile and so small, considering that she had been born a month early. 

She was the spitting image of him. 

From that day, in hushed whispers and cooes, he promised her that he would give her the life she deserved, that he would never abandon her, like his father did with him. 

He rises out of your shared bed, and trudges his way to the nursery. Her cries get louder with every step he takes toward her bedroom door, and his heart breaks at the sound of them. She may not have been able to talk or walk yet, but she had his whole heart wrapped around her since the day she had made her appearance on the ultrasound monitor. 

When he opens the door, the sight of what he sees makes his heart nearly combust. Swaddling a pink blanket, the baby wriggles in discomfort, her kitten-like cries stirring the fatherly urge to comfort her in Loki’s heart. 

“What’s the matter, little one? Did you have a nightmare?,”Loki cooes, picking the newborn up and settling her into the crook of his arm. He rubs her tummy gently, attempting to soothe the infant. 

“How about a song? You seem to enjoy those.”

He strokes her soft hair, kissing her tiny forehead. She’s calmed down somewhat, but still she fusses. He stands in the middle of the room, and he sways gently from side to side. It was a movement that you had done a lot when you had been pregnant with her, and it seemed that when in the womb, his daughter seemed to recognize the pattern of movement. It would immediately soothe her, and no other sort of movement could solve her crying fits. 

He begins to sing to her. 

Where Lagan stream sings lullaby

There blows a lily fair

The twilight gleam is in her eye

The night is on her hair

And like a love-sick lennan-shee

She has my heart in thrall

Nor life I owe nor liberty

For love is lord of all

And often when the beetle's horn

Hath lulled the eve to sleep

I steal unto her shieling lorn

His daughter begins to settle down, and she opens her eyes. She lets out a tiny yawn, and covers her face with her tiny hands. 

Loki smiles, and continues singing. 

And through the dorring peep

There on thy cricket's singing stone

She spares the bogwood fire

And hums in sad sweet undertone

The songs of heart's desire

Her welcome, like her love for me

Is from her heart within

Her warm kiss is felicity

That knows no taint of sin

And when I stir my soot to go

'Tis leaving love and light

To feel the wind of longing blow

From out the dark of night

He carries her over to her crib, and gently lays her down, tucking her in and gently brushing a knuckle over her tiny pink cheeks. From the doorway, you stand silently. You clear your throat, causing your husband to turn around. 

“Why are you out of bed? You need sleep, darling,” He whispers, trying not to wake the sleeping baby. 

“I woke up and you weren’t there, but I heard you singing to her. I had to come and see.”

He softly laughs, and embraces you, holding you in his arms. He kisses your forehead, and you rest your head against his shoulder. 

“You have a beautiful singing voice, maybe you could join the band this year at Tony’s christmas celebration,” You inquire, staring up at him. 

“Oh, sweet..my voice is reserved for you and our girl only, remember?”

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[lokisgoodgirl]

Hi there!!

If Loki had a child, do you personally see him with a daughter or a son ? 🤗

Do you think (your) Loki would be a great father ?

Hey! I'm actually not sure...I don't really think of my Lokis as dads very often but let's just take my Avenger! Loki as first pick 😁

My brain automatically goes for son. I get the feeling that it would be initially unplanned, or that he thought he'd be cool about it but actually pulls a bit of a Chandler/Monica situation when he finds out.

But I think he would be a wonderful dad. Definitely 'the fun one' much to YNs dismay. GoM card, 'he gets it from his father' *wink* gets pulled a lot when baby is a mischievous bean.

Having said that - Loki doesn't need a lot of sleep and therefore is always up in the night when needed. No dark shadows under mummas eyes! He bonds very deeply with the baby, and it opens up a fierce new side of him. He's not as concerned with himself anymore, but the welfare of the unit. His family. ❤️

[therese-lokidottir]

Narvi, my son. You are my truth and I love you. No matter what may happen I want you to always have the freedom to be yourself. I want you to be proud of the person you are, and I want you to know that I love you for the person you are.