Hey can you do Loki × reader where Loki had been shape shifting himself into cute animals and got the attention of reader who found him super cute and took him with her and he soon caught feelings?
Sure♥️ this is so cute. Loki is honestly such a cutie patootie guys
Pairings : Loki × Reader
You were out for a stroll and suddenly came across a super cute animal. Unbeknownst to you, this adorable creature was actually Loki who you coincidentally stumbled upon. Great, you took him with you after deluding yourself into believing you couldn't just leave him there so that's that. He was certain he'd find a way to sneak off, but later realized he had caught feelings.
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Softie🐇
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"Where might lord Loki be?"
"I was sure he was here a while ago! Lord Odin won't be pleased about this..."
A few servants came, tasked to look for none other than Loki. He was far from interested though. how many times do they have to hold meetings for? Can't they just make a group chat or something? That would be less of a hassle, they just have to make it fancy. Sneaking off from an important meeting and possibly a few duties to take care off, Loki was more interested in having some fun. What better way than to explore a bit? Maybe eavesdropping for some gossip from other deities about the most recent affairs and cheating scandals happening, ooor maybe stalking Brunhilde for a bit. Both sound evenly tempting.
He hadn't visited Brunhilde in a while, so why not?
After looking around to make sure the previous servants had left, he made his way to where he'd usually find her, in the garden, reminiscing about the time she played around with the other Valkyries. All the while oblivious (maybe) to Loki who had been watching her. Oh, Göll was there too. Yes, she noticed Loki there, but couldn't really bring it up because of his intense stare. During his time eavesdropping on Brunhilde, he had heard her talk about things she found interest in. One of which were some plants that could be found in the human realm. But, since she was a Valkyrie, she'd need a good reason and special approval to visit earth. (I didn't research about this, srry)
Loki didn't waste a second to run off with his newfound knowledge. Boy was he ecstatic! Imagine Brunhilde's expression when he brings her these delicacies just for her! That's what he thought atleast, so off he went. It wasn't his first time visiting the human realm, so that shouldn't really be a problem for him. That meeting he was supposed to attend? Screw that! He has more important matters to tend to.
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Loki was now down on earth scouting. Did he inform anyone? Nah.
He had taken many forms from birds to humans, hoping to find some info about the specific plant he was looking for. And after a bit of searching, he found them! But, they were from a little garden. He transformed back into his original form, staring at the plants and making sure they were the exact ones, until—
"What was that?" The second that phrase was said, he immediately transformed back into a bunny, a last minute decision when he heard the door open. Stepping out of the door and into the garden was a woman, wearing a worn out big jumper paired with a shirt that had some outdated meme. Did that matter? No. His mission was to bring back the plants to Brunhilde. That was the plan, yes, but he kind of gotten himself into something. "Aww, a bunny!" Before he got the chance to hop away as a ball of fluff, you raced him and took hold of him.
Great.
"So cute...let's give you a bath?" You walked further and further away from his jackpot, holding him and preparing a warm bath while he kept eyeing the door to the garden. His plans were quickly interrupted when you soaked him into the bath, gently washing him up with some soap and rinsing it off with some water. Okay, he appreciates that a bit, but he still had something to do— oh, okay you're feeding him now after drying him up. Maybe once that's done, you'll release him? Still no. You were petting him and playing with his ears. It didn't seem like you were showing signs of releasing him. But he did scout a good while for those plants and you seemed to be the one who had them. Maybe you also had other plants that Brunhilde liked, yeah! Now he had a new plan.
Try to find more of the plants in your garden that Brunhilde liked, and when you don't notice, he'll sneak off and bring them to her. You might be wondering, why not just have servants get them instead? No, he wanted to prove himself. He wanted to bring the gift to her and brag about what he had to do to get it, and have her swoon over him.
That's his new plan.
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What he didn't expect from you was when you insisted on going everywhere with him, your sweet bunny. Dressing him up in bows, frilly dresses, a tie, a hat, it was weird. But, he can't really lie to himself and say he didn't enjoy it, because he eventually started warming up to you. It started with petting him, cuddling him, talking to him, and being very affectionate. He really didn't understand how he felt about you. Not only that, but he still hasn't showed up in the divine realm where multiple servants were looking for him.
Now, he was cuddling with you on the plush bed, while you stared at him. There was something about your gaze, it was so full of love.
He was always looked up to, feared even. But one of the reasons he caught feelings for Brunhilde was because she treated him differently. But now, she's cold to him and barely even looks at him. It broke his heart when he realized his attempts at trying to get her to like him again were failing
And then, you came. You stared at him with so much care, so much affection, something he didn't know he'd been craving. Just from your actions towards him, the way you treated him, it made his heart flutter in a way it never did before. And for a moment, he didn't think of Brunhilde, he didn't think of his duties and responsibilities. There was just you, your name engraved into his thoughts. And that's when he realized,
He caught feelings.
But there was a part of him. A part of him that was afraid of getting rejected and having his heart broken once again. And the other part of him couldn't help but fantasize what would happen if you did end up returning his feelings. Not only that, he also knew he couldn't just stay as a bunny. He'd have to reveal his true form somehow, and it made him a bit nervous thinking about your reaction. He had learned a lot after Brunhilde.
He DID end up revealing himself to you, unintentionally.
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It was a rainy night, and you had fallen asleep after tending to your chores and your garden. Loki made sure you were fast asleep before turning back into his god form, staring down at you. He wasn't tired, and he took a liking to watching you instead. He gently caressed your head, letting his mind wander. His curiousity got the best of him, and he decided to whisper a sweet "I love you" in your ear, his thumb brushing over your lip and tracing it. This simple act resulted in you waking up, catching him. He was about to transform back, but you stopped him, holding his hand in place.
The look on your face already explained a lot for him, and he knew you were probably going to want him to leave after lying to you.
"Is that you, bunny?"
Those words, uttered so softly to him. Like a cloud for him to lay on and float in, gentle and comforting. He quickly snapped out of it, a very frantic look on his face.
"I-no...well, yes. But please listen to me! I didn't know how to tell you...! I swear it just happened—" His frantic words were spilling out, but you stopped him from explaining himself further. Your finger hovering over his lips while he was still panicking.
"Who are you exactly?" That tone held no hatred, no disappointment. It was still the same tone you used towards him when he was in his animal form, and it helped calm him down a little. He knew he couldn't lie to you, what he did was outright abnormal after all. So he let out a big sigh.
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After explaining to you everything, he expected you to be done with him. He prepared himself for you to get mad, but instead, he felt your hands cup his face. When I tell you this caught him SO off gaurd he didn't even notice the blush appearing on his cheeks.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? That's actually insane." You smiled at him, kneading his cheeks like dough. "You're not mad?" You shook your head no. "Should I be?" He didn't respond, and his dumbfounded expression made you giggle. "Loki..." When he heard you say his name for the very first time, it just felt so right. It was like you were testing his name on your tongue, he felt like he was on cloud nine. His expressions were so cute, you really took a liking to him. So you leaned in, and pressed your lips against his cheek while he froze, eyes widening.
"I like your name very much. And you said you're a Norse god? This feels like a dream, I'm honored."
Despite knowing who he was, you still embraced him with warmth. Bringing your hand to his head and caressing him slowly, his face only flushing a brighter red. "Why did you decide to stay? I'm only a human. There's nothing special about me."
"You're wrong!" He was quick to talk back when you doubted yourself, because it wasn't true. You were so much more than just 'special', you were who he had been yearning for all along. How could you say that about yourself? "You're so much more than that, I know it." His gaze drifted downwards, obviously hurt by your own words. It was surprising to think that someone like him cared so much about you, it was cute. His reactions really brought a smile to your face, and so, you brought yourself closer to him.
Smooch
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What. Was. That. WHAT WAS THAT?? You? Him? Did you just- to him? You kissed his cheek?! You swore you could see smoke coming from his ears, while he stared at you like you just did something no other had ever done before. The silence was quite awkward, not that you really cared. He however was still shocked, unable to process what just happened. And then, he jumped from where he was and his fingers intertwined with yours.
"Please, marry me!"
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Time had passed, and you were brought to the divine realm. Tidying up your bed and staring out the window, you smile to yourself. You stare at the sky, seeing birds and different bird like creatures flying around and doing tasks. But that wasn't the reason you found comfort there.
The door opened, and you looked over your shoulder, already knowing who it was. Loki.
"Love, guess what I bought for you!"
You both finally sealed your relationship together, and he made it well known that the two of you were tightly together. Who would've thought?
Unpopular opinion: There's nothing better than getting to know a character through a fanfic! Like going blind in his universe and binging reading 15 different works about a man you never heard of! 🫠🫠
A/n: Idk what this is. This thing has been sitting in my drafts for so long, and I haven't posted in forever... so. I finally finished it. Here we go, enjoy.
He could listen to you for hours...
The God of Mischeif, the silvertongue of Gods, he's the God who loved to hear himself speak. Words dripped from his lips like honey, or boomed from his depths in power. He enjoyed talking, it was his tool beside his dagger he welded equally graceful and skillfully.
He'd use it to spark the fear in cowering swine, use it to make snide and conniving comments to wound up midgard's heroes, or to caress your ears just to see you go flush red. His words were his way to get what he wanted but... he found your words all the more captivating.
It wasn't like you were doing this on purpose. On the contrary, you found yourself trying not to spiel thoughtless things to the closest person. For the longest time, Loki saw you for your reverence, your shyness as you worked away in the Avengers Tower. He did know your voice tk be tender and sweet in the caveats of days that passed with your kind greetings, small talk with colleagues and phone messages at your desk, but the moment you got latched on to a topic... Loki found himself listening a little bit more closely.
He watched as your eye lit up, your soft lips breaking out into a grin, one that twitched hesitantly as ti contain the visible excitement he saw bubble up inside you. He'd interrupt anyone in the room that may have been talking over you just to inquire on this small matter with you — a book, a movie, a part of history, a niche topic, a notion — and naturally a blush threatened your cheeks. His eyes softened, nodding to letting you know he was listening and the ends of his lips lift to see that was all you needed -- a greenlight that someone cared. Your hesitant words grew to rants, knowledge flowing from you. Your articulation, the fine words you kept in your hidden reputiore, alongside these thoughts. Soon there were days it was just you and him, sitting somewhere hed catch up, comfortably laxed as he hummed at your shared conversations that transformed into your personal monologues hed sit audience to. All of which hed constantly instigate...
"The- then I read an article about ahh- uhm, L-loki?" You breath hitched and he smirked.
"Yes, darling?"
"You- uh, you sure you want me to..." You breath hitch at the way his breath fans your sensitive neck, "Oh yes, dear." His slender hands trail over you hips and god-perfect thighs under that hideous coat.
"Keep talking to me, you know how much I love your voice." His voice hums lowly, kissing that spot under your ear making your shudder slightly. "So sensitive..." He comments smugly.
He had you situated on your desk. Useless things in his eyes pushed to the side to make room for you. How you got into this situation, who knows. And most importantly, who cares? He stood between your legs, up and close tasting your skin and finally feeling how fucking maluable you are in the palm of his hands. Atlas, hearing you shudder and stutter in his ear, under his touch, it was like he was in Valhalla.
"mm darling~" He purrs. "I don't hear you talking..."
You face flushes. You couldn't think straight. "R-right."
"What this article about, hm? I'm listening..." His words end with another wet kiss to your collar bone. A badge of his sincerity.
"it... it was about mythological.... p-paintings." He hums against your skin, kisses trailing your delicate skin.
"Is that right?" He murmurs, before sucking experimentally on a spot only to smirk at the gasp and sigh he elicits from you almost instantly.
"A-about gods and hah..." Loki rubs circles over your hips. "About their heavenly battles," his hands run over your underside of your thighs, smoothing over the plushness before gripping it needily, "them as legends... their- their beauty." He pulls you close to the edge, and your eyes widen at the feeling of his bulge against your inner thigh.
"No need to read about gods when you already have one in the palm of your hands, darling." His snake-like gaze meets yours, his nose brushing yours. His emerald eyes glimmer at your flushed complexion. His fingers graze the band of your leggings. "May I?" He asks softly.
You nod your head.
In a rough yet swift motion, he easily pulls down your pants past your ass and down to your thighs. You watch as his gaze darkens at the sight and you blush, embarrassed. The way his eyes are glued to the wet patch over your clothed pussy makes you squirm. "Lokii..." You whine softly at his long silence. He ignores you. His slender fingers suddenly brush your damp panties, marvelling at the way your cunt involuntarily quivers. He could feel his cock twitch at the view.
His hand comes up hard against the underside of your thigh. The harsh slap echoes in the empty office space. He towers over you and your knees held together by the band of your leggings, hugging your thighs deliciously. One of his large hands pinning you in this position from the back of your knee while the other rubs the pink mark of your skin in forgiveness.
"You stopped speaking, my pretty dove~" He says. His palm travels to your drooling pussy, and he glances at it. The smug grin on his lips widens ever so slightly, satisfied by the growing dark spot on the thin fabric. He audibly groans at the feeling; the wetness pressed against his skin, the heat that radiates from you. All for him, he thinks.
"I want to hear it. Your melodic voice, darling." He continues. Your breath hitches as he drag his middle and forefinger down your slit so easily. "You may think no one's listening... the way you murmur and talk so sweetly, to even the most unworthy of such a sound..." His flattery words drip from his silvery tongue akin to honey and poison. "You have no idea the state you reduce me to when you whisper instructions in my ear when I'm on those god-awful missions... it's the only reason I keep attending." He preens, and he sinks a thumb in your clothed fold, a devilish smirk gracing his lips at your shocked and broken moan.
His eyes glimmered at the way you struggle to walk the line of thought and the abyss of pleasure. He leans down, his lips just tickling the shell of your ear. He breathes steadily compared to your laboured breaths, pausing for a moment to resist the urge to bite you before speaking, "So I want you to speak, my love. I want to hear you babble every frivolous thought as I ravish you. Fucking you to the sound of you trying to retain a single coherent notion. Choking on your words as I listen intently... giving you the attention you deserve, darling."
He pulls back slowly, his nose lightly caressing your cheek as he meets your cloudy eyes. Through hooded lids, his intense gaze flickers over your flushed expression. Your desperate eyes and parted lips, swollen from how much you bit them just to controll yourself — only makes him want to try harder to push you over the edge. You feel his thumb press up against the hood of your clit, and the way you whimper and pull at his clothes, tells him he's the first to ever touch you like this.
"Mm, would you like that?" He whispers. "Finally give you the attention you always deserved?"
He presses on your clit, "m- y-yes! Yes Loki, please." You blurt, you felt like you were going to cry.
"Oh darling..." He removes his hands off you to cup your face. A wanton whine bubbles up into your throat until the feeling of his lips against your forehead, dissolving your pent-up frustration for just a moment. "Patience." He says softly. "I'll give you want you so clearly desire..." His forehead touches yours. Burning hot skin against his contrastingly cool complexion.
However, looking up into his eyes, they were burning with want.
"Let's start with the article's first paragraph, shall we?"
Welcome to my masterlist! This is where you can see all of my fics! As of right now, I write for Marvel and Star Wars, but I will branch out now and then. I hope you all will enjoy reading!
A/N :- This is a Loki Scenario where everything is set ina time where endgame and none of that "Loki dies" shit happens. This is however MY own writing & reposting or uploading anywhere else aside from tumblr without my permission would not be tolerable. This is completely an imaginary drabble that is partly self indulgent but I hope you would like it.
Type :- Drabble
Genre :- Fluff, Crack, Slife of Life (?)
Warnings :- Shitty dialogues, Y/N ✨Flirts✨ , Very Verrry slightly Suggestive (If you squint)
Reblogs are appreciated.
6.30am
It was One of the earliest hours in the morning. The coffee house - just opened - was all empty seats and soft buzzing of machines as two busy workers prepped the counters and essentials for the working hours.
The Day was a Blissful one - Sun rays twinkling brightly through the mosaics of bright green and lush leaves standing tall and proudful in straight rows along the streets while clouds as soft - seeming as cotton candy floated away against the clear blue sky. It was a pleasant morning, with birds flying in and out of the canopies and branches, chirping happily as the newspaper boy rang the bells of his cycle while passing by.
Y/N stood behind the counter, watching the ordeal, enjoying the few moments of early tranquility as the whole city woke up to alarm clocks and busy schedules. Even for an early riser, this was too much early for Y/N as The peaceful silence of such a pleasant morning, accompanied by the steady grinding of coffee almost made her eyelids droop. And it would've, if the doorbell didn't ring, signalling the arrival of a customer.
Y/N's half closed eyes fluttered across her cheeks as she looked ahead for the visitor. But being met with a dark indecipherable outline instead of a clear physique had her face scrunching up in contentration of identifying the man. The Glass windows of the shop created a silhoutte of the figure as it approached the counter with a steady gaze against the blazing morning sun. One would think that on such a day, seeing sundresses and pastels would be more usual; however, there were always those who wished to walk with their own swagger, like the man that now stood in front of the counter in all his talk & dark glory.
A seductive yet flirtatious smile adorned the face of the woman in speaking, as she gazed ahead - intrigued by the mischievous yet enthralling glow of the stranger's sage green eyes, that seemed to be as fixed on her as hers was.
She scanned his features. There was a sharp curvature following the crooks of his jaw, nose a lomg straight peak bt crooked - as if it was once broken; His thin yet lush lips and high cheekbones did fair to his leaden demeanor. So much so that it took the man a few coughs to have the woman stand and get behind the register.
She opened the window for his his order placement & glanced up at the stranger, "Hey handsome, whatcha want ta have today?"
Her co-worker supported frozen hands and widened eyes at the back. To flirt with customers only on the 3rd day of her work may have been a tad too risky. But as heart took over her brain, Y/N found herself getting mesmerised by the man in front.
The man on question, looked amused as he looked at her with narrowed eyes, a tilted head and the slight upturn of the corners of his lips, "Well, what do you suggest?"
"Depends....Do you want something cold? Or something hot?"
As the last words were uttered in a seductive whisper - that echoed around the empty shop - The clattering of plastic cups were heard followed by a murmering of a quite 'sorry'. The stranger lowered his head and chuckled - a dimpled one - before looking up amd flashing a close lipped yet handsome smile at Y/N.
"Something cold please."
"Something cold coming right up."
Through the entirety of the procedure of making the drink, Y/N found herself repeatedly glancing at the man, only to find him staring right at her with that same amused smile and narrowed eyes.
But the tide waits for none. And So as the drink was finished and placed on the counter for Y/N to hand it over alongside the reciept, so did the staring match end between the two. However the brushing of the hands during the exachange of the drink seemed much more self initiative rather than accidental. But it did sent electricity courcing through the body, sending a surge of confidence through her bones - as if the amount she currently supported was not enough.
So, while Waiting for the man to pay, as he had chosen cash, Y/N leaned forward on her elbows making sure to press her hands closer to her torso so as to highlight her cleavage seductively, and seductive she was as the man looked at her gesture with one raised eyebrow.
The young woman cupped her own face in the palm of her hand, as she smiled watching the amn's eyes lower to her torso, "You single, pretty boy?"
Her co-worker seemed to get even more flabbergasted with her shamelessness as she intensively scowled at her audacity, contemplating interupting the on - going conversation.
"Are you?" Asked with a raised eyebrow, the stranger waited for the answer as the the lady infront sucked air in through her teeth.
"Oh yes, I am actually."
This time with both Eyebrows raised, the stranger pointedly glanced towards the gleaming band sitting on her ring finger, the large stone on top twinkling in the sunlight, "Are you sure?"
"Mhmm."
"Then what might that be?"
Y/N looked down at where he pointed & brought her hand higher. She held it infront of her face a sly smile spread across the surface, "Oh this? I just bought it recently. Looks pretty, doesn't it?"
A surprised huff followed the statement, as the green notes were handed over, "Yes, it does. But if you don't mind, I'd like the receipt please."
"But you didn't answer my question."
"I didn't know it was that necessary."
"It kinda is actually, in exchange of the drink."
"I thought I gave money in exchange for the drink."
"Yeah you did. But that was payment for the shop. You need to answer that in echange for the hardwork I did to make your drink."
"You're very persistent aren't you?"
"Mhmm, I am," The woman did a once over, "more so when I want something very badly."
"And what do you want very badly?"
"You."
The sharp 'Y/N' followed her syllable but was ignored as she stared ahead - weirdly mesmerised, at the soft yet amused chuckle the man before her released while looking at her. She gave him another onceover as she finally deciding to straighten from her position to print the reciept - all while biting her lip teasingly.
She went behind the register took out the the reciept scribbling on it before handing it over.
"Here you go!"
The man took the slip of paper before glancing down and looking at the hurriedly written numbers across it's expanse, before looking up, "Your number?"
"My number," Y/N shrugged nonchalantly, "Incase you wanna give me a call sometime soon."
"Y/N!" The poor girl - having had enough - looked equally baffled as well as astonished as a quick apology followed her scolding alongside a subtle yet hard elbowing in the ribs of the former, "I'm extremely sorry for her behaviour, sir. She's new but she usually isn't like this."
The black-haired stranger sported an unbelievable yet extremely amused smile as he stared at the woman rubbing her bruised sides with a scowl, paying no heed to the apologies leaving the mouth of the others.
Hi love! Can I get a strawberry shortcake please? My pronouns are she/her and I’m bi with a slight male preference. Thank you!
My name is Lydia and I’m an ENFJ and a Scorpio. I’m very friendly and enthusiastic. I’m very protective of the people I love and I would do absolutely anything for my friends. My love languages are touch and words of affirmation. I have a lot of hobbies and I love trying new things. I love nature and flowers/plants of all kinds. I know three languages and I love to read. I play a few instruments and I’m really artsy. I’m 5’10 and I have super curly dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. I’m tan and I have 3 tattoos and a few piercings. Thank you!! :)
So for the sake of this matchup let's all pretend Pietro is alive and thriving 😔 as he should be. He survived and now lives with Wanda at the Avengers compound :) and that's where you meet.
Now I'm not sure what type of power you see yourself having, but I could see you with Chlorokinesis. Since you said you love nature and flowers/plants I feel it was fitting. So, your at the compound training with Sam, Wanda, Rhodes, Vision, and Pietro. They're trying to whip the team into shape and you start a rotation sparing practice and at one point you end up with Pietro infront of you and bby boy is flirty and cocky. But he has some form of charm you guess.
You and him click pretty quickly. Wanda even becomes your like inside man. She helps you navigate through her tenacious and impatient brother. A bond forms between you 3 rather quickly and you find yourself liking the charming words coming out of his mouth. So, it's not to surprising when you guys end up getting together.
You are both very protective and it can cause a few arguments and misunderstandings, but because you're both determined to make things work you talk through it to get to the bottom of the situation and it really strengthens your relationship.
You better believe he loves your love languages. Holding hands? Yes plz. Hugs? For sure. Kisses? ABSOLUTELY! And don't even get me start on the words of affirmation, he basically sees it as praise and we all know this cocky boy loves praise.
His favorite things about you are your talents and smarts. He can't wrap his head around the fact that you know 3 languages. Like it took him forever to learn English, thank goodness for old American sitcoms. However, your tattoos and piercing are a close 2nd to his favorite things about you too. He just finds it so attractive he can't even explain it tbh.
For your first date I could see him taking you to a garden, but not like a regular basic one but like the really big extravagant ones. Will hold your hand as you both walk through the greenery. When you both pull up to a flower bush he plucks the prettiest flower and puts it behind your ear 🥺 he hooks his finger under your chin and examines it for a second before saying(in his accent!!!), "It doesn't even begin to compare to your beauty."
Hello everyone! I hope y'all have had an amazing holiday season :)
My requests are open again for Elijah mikaelson (can be romantic to a certain degree), Loki laufeyson and anyone of the shadow and bone men (because I'm in that phase again)
So if you got any requests send them all in, only tickle fics for now.
