#loki marvel

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[lokileaf]

Loki who always keeps a protective eye on you from across the room.

Loki who leaves fine, gift-wrapped dresses on your bed for you to find.

Loki who always walks on the street side of the sidewalk.

Loki who uses his seiðr to lower the temperature of your room when it’s too hot for you to sleep.

Loki who lives for eye contact.

Loki who leaves cold kisses across your shoulders.

Loki who weaves your hair into Asgardian-style braids.

Loki who lets you sleep on his shoulder on the subway after a long day.

Loki who grows his hair out because you said you liked it.

Loki who listens to Midgardian music because you love it.

Loki who sets your morning alarms for you when you forget.

Loki who buys the books you mention and leaves them for you to find.

Loki who wakes you up with his tongue between your thighs.

Loki who conjures a clone of himself after you mention a wet dream you had.

Loki who opens doors for you.

Loki who kisses your spine as you’re on all fours in front of him.

Loki who moans into your mouth when his hair is pulled.

Loki who manspreads because he sees how you look at him when he does.

Loki who likes to fuck you against the wall.

Loki who enters your dreams at night because he can’t get enough of you.

Loki who braids a strand of your hair into his.

Loki who teleports you to a different location at the first sign of danger.

Loki who struggles with the idea of taking you to Asgard.

Loki who shows up on your fire escape late at night.

Loki who whispers nasty things in your ear in public.

Loki who whisks you away to foreign countries for the weekend.

Loki who contemplates giving up his immortality because the thought of outliving you is too much.

[arcadenoises]

The Goddess of mischief 🐍

[shibaleeart]

Tippy Toe got one more fucking time to nip my heels with her gang and I'm throwing her ass in traffic, Im so sick of that damn squirrel and her group of THUGS

[mrsdesade]

Marvel make them kiss please

[theleavesofwesteros]

hot spell.

➳ Loki Laufeyson x F!Reader

➳ Fluff, Smutty

➳ CW: no mention of y/n, not betaed (so potential for mistakes as always), Loki is just very very horny for his wife (just how we like him), Loki is kind of a slut, Reader kind of jokingly making Loki jealous for one minute, Loki being a little shit, Loki being turned on way too easily, dirty talk.

➳ A/N: fully inspired by the humid heatwave hell I have been in for 2 days now. Also I missed husband!loki very very badly. Parts of this being unrealistic? Well yes! But Loki's horniness defies all logic <3 I had sooooo much fun writing the dialogue here I haven't felt that in a while :) hope you enjoy!!

➳ (1.8k words)

➳ Link to my Loki masterlist

(gif by @sakura-haruka !!) (HAD to use this one bc my thirsting for Loki is back)

The heat was unbearable. It was quite rare for Asgard to be dealing with heat this bad this early on in the season. It was a few weeks too early, all because of a storm that had been steadily building for days above the Realm, decidedly fearsome, and yet hesitating to unleash itself onto the people, leaving the air feeling positively stagnant and sticky on everyone’s skin.

Summers in Asgard came with the expectation of a coolness come every nightfall, no matter how hot the day had left the earth, due to the waters surrounding the city. Tonight seemed to be the first exception of this in what felt like centuries. Even now, in the earliest hours of a new, hopefully cooler, day, Loki could not sleep from the incessant humidity leaking into his pores.

With how much his wife was shifting around on her side of the bed, she was feeling similarly. Yes, ever since he had begun calling her his, Loki had stopped believing in ridiculous notions such as there being ‘sides’ to a bed. When he was with her, all that mattered to him was keeping it that way. She could sleep below the bed if she so wished. He would be there, too. But this heat had prevented him from holding her, too. It was torture. He could not hold her close, nor dream of doing so. Another blasted reason to hate this warm weather, and he had quite a long list already.

“My love, are you awake?”

The answering grunt told him enough.

Her back was to him, and she was on her side, in one of her lovely, enchanting silk nightgowns. White silk, as if the colour itself would make the heat more bearable for her. His every instinct had been screaming at him to ravish her from the moment she had put it on earlier in the evening. She tended to remain in her day dress for a while longer upon retiring to their chambers for the evening, but she had not managed to hold out this night. With her first step into the privacy of their rooms, she had asked him to help rid her of her dress. He’d had to hold back his insatiable adoration for her so as to leave only her wishes fulfilled. His were much lewder (and unacceptable in such weather).

Even now, hours later, he craved her. But he knew she would hit him, or worse, berate him, if he tried anything now. It is why he had spent the past few minutes earnestly praying to the Norns for a reprieve from this heat. All in the name of the sanctity of marriage, he’d assured them in his silent prayers.

He heard more than saw one of her hands reaching back blindly for him, smacking their sheets a few times before making contact with the bare skin of his torso. She, and this offended Loki very much, made a displeased sound once she felt him.

“You are not cold.” She said, turning onto her other side, finally granting him a look at her beautiful (currently sour) face.

“No,” He grinned despite his previous offense, he could not help his smiles around her. “I believe that is impossible with the current state of affairs, my darling.”

“You are a Jötunn, husband.”

“Yes, beloved, I am. However, just as any other creature currently rendered to a pathetic state in this weather, my heritage does not seem to matter, as we seem to be suffering together.”

“Should you not be exempt from the effects of the heat?” She continued to riposte with him, propped up on her forearm.

Loki chuckled, truly endeared at how the heat seemed to make his wife even more fiery than her usual.

“Perhaps in my true form, beloved. Or, perhaps, I might tolerate it even less. I could not say.”

“We should try.” She poked the middle of his chest with her index.

“My dearest, I adore you, I truly do, but I shall not risk immolation for the sake of your greater comfort.”

“Then you do not truly love me.” She huffed, flopping onto her back just as he began to laugh at her outburst.

“The heat has rendered you insolent, my love. And forgetful, it seems.”

She turned her head just enough to glare at him, one eyebrow raised in silent question.

“You seem to have forgotten my very being, dearest. I live to love and pleasure you.” He purred lowly, one of his hands lightly tracing her silk-clad side. “Which is why I could not risk dying, even if to refresh you. Who would please you once I am gone?”

“One of the guards, maybe. They do so love to ogle my figure.” She could not hide her amusement at her own words, smirk pulling at her mouth.

“Do not jest, wife. I am in no mood.” Loki leaned over her, his hair falling like curtains around her head.

“And yet when you do it, the Realms must endure it-”

Loki quieted her with a kiss, her tongue gladly meeting his despite her previous complaints of being too close to him to bear. When she got like this, Loki found her both irritating and enticing. Mostly enticing.

She broke the kiss after a few more moments of bliss, and granted him reprieve by letting him lavish her neck with kisses and bites.

“Could we not have Thor force the storm?” She thought aloud, staring up at the ceiling.

The idea had Loki pausing, pulling away from her neck to look at her.

“… I shall discuss with him in the morn, my love.”

“Could we not wake him now? Break his doors down. For the good of Asgard, surely.”

“Nothing could wake him, my love. You know this. The oaf rises when he is ready to.”

She groaned, running her palms down her face in frustration before pushing him off her rather abruptly. Loki could not help but pout slightly, watching her as she stood from their bed and walked to the windows. The curtains were barely moving. Even the usual breeze seemed to have been suffocated by the heat.

“I must go.”

“Go? Dearest, we should not jump to rash decisions such as seeking asylum in another realm from a few days of hotter weather.”

He watched her fan herself with her nightgown, pulling the fabric away from her chest repeatedly in order to create a light breeze for herself.

“Even your unending wisdom seems to have been subdued by the heat, husband.”

Loki watched her. Admired her, really, though it was becoming harder to the more she continued to poke at him with increasingly barbed words.

“I will strongly consider a visit to Jotunheim with you tomorrow, darling, if it means having my wife returned to me. She seems to have been replaced by a cruel woman, whose powers lie in sharpened words.”

She turned back to look at him (maybe glaring was a better description of what she was doing). Loki still found her deeply, impossibly irresistible. “Will you join me for a walk in the gardens, or shall I go it alone?”

It is how they found themselves in the gardens minutes later. Despite her usual affinity for maintaining a good impression in court, she had not bothered to change at all, to put an outer robe on, or even to put a cloak on. Her daring had caused him to harden in his breeches, though he’d been somewhat hard from the moment she’d begun to admonish him in their bed.

Loki himself had remained shirtless, only his leather trousers on. He had some dignity, after all. And an affinity for style. He could not very well go out in his sleep breeches. He wasn’t Thor.

The breeze seemed to have found them now that they were down in the gardens, seemingly eager for some company. His darling seemed plenty happy to be that company. After a few minutes of traipsing through the outer gardens under the hazy moonlight, she linked her arm with his and Loki felt his heart soar.

“My darling… I have missed you.” He cooed, looking down at their arms, touching again after what had felt like an eternity even to him.

“You simply have a flair for the dramatics, my love.”

He grinned, hearing her call him a sweeter name once more.

“You must stop seducing me, my heart. I can only take so much from my perfect temptress.”

“I do not aim to seduce you, husband.” She spoke the words as if she were, funnily enough, recounting the weather, but he could see her amusement plainly on her face.

“No? Then you’ve a natural talent for it, my love.” His body moved of its own accord, stepping in front of her and pulling her into his chest, his arms wrapping around her middle.

“You are incessant, Loki…” Even still, he could see the smile on her lips. The moon seemed to be on his side, its rays illuminating her smile further.

“I am a man in love.” He corrected. “It cannot be helped. I need you. I ache for you. Even this heat was not enough to stop my mind from straying to thoughts of your ambrosial cunt, darling. To thoughts of it around me, wanting me deeper inside it.” He was whispering the words against her temple, feeling her breath on his neck as it quickened.

 “You always take me exquisitely well, my darling. Could we not see if that is also the case in the royal gardens?” His grin was saccharine, framing him as an innocent as if he wasn’t a starving, salivating wolf.

“I should have left you in our bed.”

“I would have crawled after you, my love. See what you have made of me? The God of Mischief, happy to be on his knees for someone else.”

“I would have tied you up to prevent you from following after me.” She could act unaffected by his words all she wanted, but he could feel her hands sliding up his chest slowly whilst she spoke her biting words.

“I would welcome any sensation if it came from you, dearest, no matter how restrictive.”

She huffed, turning her head away from him to hide her smirk, Loki using that moment as an excuse to lean in and kiss her jaw.

She tilted her head and looked behind his head.

“That tree.” She said softly.

Loki hummed lazily in reply, senses attuned to her proximity and nothing else.

“Take me against that tree.” She whispered. Loki found himself glad of the heat for the first time in his life because the gardens were completely theirs for the night, no guards to hear her sound of glee when he picked her up and carried her to the tree she’d chosen.

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loki laufeyson fic recs

✧.* fluff ⋆ | ˚꩜｡ series | ⚠︎ angst | ✪ g's star reads | 🔞 smut below the cut

@castielscaplan

✧.* More of You, I Love Loki transforms into you while you have your back turned away. And he falls in love all over again.

@westviewsoldest

✧.* Falling Asleep at Your Desk Loki's getting used to you falling asleep at a conference table, lucky he's always there to carry you to bed. ✧.* His Greatest Achievement A little heart-to-heart after you get injured on a mission and are stuck in medbay for a couple of hours.

@monstersandgenderqueers

✧.* Little Gifts Loki, a new resident in the compound, sparks your interest. You decide to give him a gift in secret, hoping he might cheer up just a little bit. Well, it didn't work out that way.

@nocturnewidow

✧.* Quiet Havoc learning how to live a quieter life

@loki-cees-all

✧.* The Interruption It's your birthday, and Loki has one goal - to make sure you feel like the Queen that you are. So when Steve sends out a mysterious email about some kind of emergency, Loki decides to take care of it before you ever find out about it.

@oswildin

✧.* Mischief's Daughter It’s Loki’s first time looking after your daughter alone.

@raven-dor

✧.* when I look at you in which loki laufeyson takes his brother’s advice: be brave

@lokileaf

✧.* comfort Reader is on her period and Loki wants to help!

@vbecker10

✧.* The Pebble and the Frost Giant Loki is trying to deny his feelings for you so he doesn't ruin your friendship but when he passes an area filled with pebbles and small rocks, he's unable to resist the urge to bring one back for you and tell you he loves you.

@andsheloved

⚠︎ all I wanted when loki finds himself finally being accepted by the rest of the team, you begin to wonder what your relationship really meant to him.

@muddyorbsblr

⚠︎ mission first, right? You're plagued with doubts when Loki goes radio silent in the middle of a mission after being tasked to acquire intelligence in the possession of a drop dead gorgeous woman.

@mochie85

⚠︎ Have Mercy You're a powered being with healing abilities and you try to bring Loki back from the brink of death.

@starlight-loki

✧.* Heatwave Or, That Time You Saw A Different Side of Loki

@anundyingfidelity

⚠︎ FOR ALL TIME, ALWAYS Loki escapes the TVA for a moment. Desperate and brokenhearted, he looks for you, his wife, in the Sacred Timeline. Even if you saw him die ten years ago.

@woncheolisms

✧.* See Him Again The reader goes back in time to 2012 and sees Loki for the first time since his death. Alternative ending.

@evendeadlmthehero

✧.* Looking at the Past Loki gets captured by the TVA and gets to see his past were he finds out that he had a lover; you.

@lokisgoodgirl

🔞 Like a Queen Just a dirty, praise-filled railing. 🔞 Almost Dawn Loki tries to sneak into bed. Short, sweet, smutty.

@lokileaf

🔞 I'll Take Care of It reader is slightly jealous and insecure because Loki already had many people in bed and they don't

@late-to-the-party-81

🔞 double, no trouble ✪ Loki always knows what you need, even when you don’t.

@writingfics-passingtime

🔞 Empty Threats stranded in a one-room safe house overnight with Loki, you learn the consequences of teasing him.

@violetflowerswrites

🔞 It's Always Been You Loki has been in love with his childhood best friend for years. She, on the hand, has never seen him as more than a brotherly type. How will he react when the love of his life shows up in the middle of the night, in his bedroom, professing her desire for him at long last?

@flowersforbucky

🔞 everglow ✪ I thought gods don't plead?"

@cleo-fox

🔞 Overtime ✪ Sometimes, working overtime isn’t all that bad.