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Loki Laufeyson Masterlist

You and Me

Loki tries to hide his feelings for Reader, but it eventually gets to be impossible.

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Thor and Loki preferences 2

How they kiss you👄💋

Thor

In public:

In private:

In bed (non sexual):

Loki

In public:

In private:

In bed (non sexual):

Hey ya’ll I hope you enjoyed this and I know with Loki it was more “special” but I just think he would kiss his lover like that anyway

See you guys later x

Mackie x

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A/N: I thought it would be fun to write up a random oneshot. I wanted to base it around a character I haven’t gotten to write for yet, and with all of the Marvel shows being rolled out, this seemed pretty fitting. Enjoy!

(Fun fact: This was supposed to be an April Fool’s Day piece, but it ended up taking a completely different turn).

Synopsis: Loki’s attempt on hiding his ever growing feelings only seems to bring more pain.

You and Me (Loki Laufeyson x Reader)

It only took him six months to realize that maybe you were an exception to what he once thought was pure hatred for mankind.

Loki had found himself in such an odd feeling. You were kind to him, and not just in the way that others tried to be.

You genuinely liked being around him, not that he’d ever believe it himself.

Why would you even give him the light of day?

His past was something that he couldn’t outrun. Even now, he still struggled to see any good in himself. The only time he actually felt like maybe there was more to him than just pain was when he was beside you.

Your soft eyes always looked up to him while he spoke, and it made him feel validated. Your sweet smile and laughs offered a moment of peace when all that spun in his mind was chaos.

But he never wanted this to happen.

Loki tried so hard to ignore the inevitable. Because deep down, the moment you walked up to him with a small quirk of your brow, he knew he was gone.

You weren’t like the other humans. You were bubbly, yet mature. You didn’t run up to him and bombard his silence with questions or accusations. You even made him feel like he was more than just his brother’s shadow.

With you, he was something. And God, did that feel good.

He had been trying to think of what to do for days now. Of course, his first thought was that this would never work out.

You deserved so, so much. And there was no way that he could be what you needed.

His cold heart would fizzle out your light, he was sure of it.

And whether he was aware of it or not, your conversations soon began to shorten. His teasing eye rolls became excuses to leave for “other matters.”

It hurt. A lot. But he didn’t know why.

He was sure that his interests would fade the less he would be around you.

But little did he understand, it hurt because he was still falling for you. Over and over again he would keep falling deeper into whatever spell you had cast, and no amount of time away from you could change that.

However, you took his nervousness to be lack of caring.

He used to be the “bad guy,” of course he didn’t care about you.

He was a God, and Gods deserved to be around angels. You knew in your heart that you could never be this.

You tried your best to keep up with other tasks. That was your job after all: to help the Avengers with their missions and information.

But the work soon became foggy, and the only thing you could really feel was the sting in your gut.

Maybe he found out how you felt about him. You made it so obvious, of course. There’s no way he didn’t catch on after all this time.

It wasn’t until the first of the month that you began to question that theory.

The tall man was in the room with you, sneakily stealing glances while you read through some files that had been given to you.

Of course, you two weren’t alone together. There was no way either of you could stand that for more than a couple seconds. However, there was still a tension between you both that left the other Avengers feeling just as off as you were.

Loki took one more look at you and decided that enough was enough.

Not talking to you was almost more painful than the thought of you rejecting him.

He wasn’t one to be soft. Not at all. But something about you just sat with him, and to be honest, he was getting kind of sick of it.

With a few quick strides, he was right there, trying his best to fake one of his signature smirks.

“That file seems to be getting the best of you,” he spoke smoothly.

His voice made you shiver, but it also pissed you off a bit. Who did he think he was? God or not, he couldn’t just go up to you and act like everything was just fine.

You scoffed.

“Why does it matter? This doesn’t pertain to you,” you gestured with the documents in your hand.

Loki’s smile faltered for a bit, but he wasn’t one to let his worries show.

“A bit feisty today, aren’t we?”

He leaned in a bit closer to you and without a second thought, you slammed the file onto the desk and stormed out of the room.

Loki froze for a second, stunned.

That definitely was not the reaction he was expecting from you.

He tilted his head a bit as he thought about what to do.

This was what he wanted right? This was the rejection he had been expecting after all. However, something about that just didn’t seem right.

It took him all of 30 seconds to walk out the same door and turn to see you making your way down the hall.

You tried your best to put distance between you two, but it was no use. He was behind you in a snap.

“Have I offended you?”

You let out a laugh at this.

“What do you think, Loki?”

You spun around and looked at his face, only to be met with something off.

His smile was still there, but it was clear that it was a cover up.

It’s almost impossible to hide sadness in his eyes.

The way his stare met yours forced you to calm down immediately. And you hated yourself by how easy he sent your guard down. It was so unfair.

“I would like to know what I did to upset you,” he responded, his voice clearly softer than it was before.

You felt your face drop.

“What you did? You went from being my best friend to having nothing to do with me. You just ignored me without telling me why.”

Loki could sense the tightness in his chest at your words. He never felt like he had a true friend before. And although you referring to him as this made him happy, there was a part of him that broke at the same time. Would he forever just be your best friend?

He hesitated for a moment more.

And then he sighed, his normal stature dissipating quickly.

“You wouldn’t understand.”

You raised your brows at him in disbelief.

“Try me.”

His gaze fell to the ground as he felt a panic rush through him.

He never planned on telling you what he had known for weeks. And he certainly wasn’t about to let it out now. Especially in these conditions.

“Pardon me,” he spoke suddenly.

He turned swiftly and began to walk back down the hall.

He didn’t want it to be like this.

You opened your mouth to say something, but no sound came out.

Instead, you decided that your only choice was to get an explanation before he just ran off. If you couldn’t run from it, then neither could he.

You sprinted after him and grabbed his arm, forcing him to turn back to you.

“No,” you stated clearly.

“No?”

“No!” you crossed your arms. “You’re not leaving without giving me an explanation. I at least deserve that.”

Loki rolled his eyes in attempt to play it cool.

“I do not think it’s necessary to explain anything.”

He tried to turn around again, but you were quick to just pull him back around, visibly closer this time.

“Don’t you dare,” you challenged. “Look. I don’t care if you never want to speak to me again. But I at least want to know what changed.”

Loki felt the same tightening in his chest again.

“That is not what I want,” he said in a quieter tone. You could barely hear it.

“What?”

“I do not enjoy being away from you.”

You stood there, a bit stunned. Loki didn’t even know what to say then. He hadn’t expected that to slip out like it did.

This moment of confusion was quickly flooded over with more frustration however.

“You sure don’t act like it then.”

He remained silent at this, and it only drew you on.

“Oh, cat got your tongue like usual? Not surprised. While you’re at it, why don’t you just disappear completely? It would feel just the same at this point!”

He didn’t even try to hide the visible hurt on his face from you. He never wanted it to get to this. He had been trying to avoid it, but it seemed that his attempt at doing so only drove things to be worse.

“Is that... what you want, (Y/N)?”

God. How could he make even the most melancholic sound of your name into the sweetest melody?

You shook your head.

“No. Of course it’s not. You’re the one person here who makes me feel listened to, like I’m not actually alone,” you sighed. “I don’t feel like this with anyone but you.”

There was a moment of silence as Loki took in what you said. Did you actually mean this?

In that deafening moment, you felt embarrassed. You never intended on telling him how you felt, and now you were just letting it all spill out.

You stared up at him for a moment as his eyebrows knitted together, his gaze focusing on the ground by your feet.

You couldn’t take it any longer. You knew what he was going to say, and you weren’t ready for the heartbreak right then.

You pushed yourself past him.

Now it was your turn to try and get as far away from the situation as possible.

And it hurt.

It all hurt so much. Everyone warned you about this man, and yet you still got attached somehow.

You could feel the warmth build behind your eyes, and it wasn’t long until the tears began to drip along your cheeks.

As you tried to wipe them away, his voice down the hall made you freeze.

“I think I might love you.”

You swore your heart stopped beating. There was no way this was actually happening; this had to be some kind of sick joke.

The footsteps grew louder as he approached you slowly, not wanting to stress you even more than you already were.

Your response was a sniffle, followed by the gentle turn of your head.

“What?”

You could hear his deep sigh from behind you.

“I was being honest with you. I hate myself for avoiding you, but I just didn’t understand what was occurring,” he paused briefly. “You changed everything for me.”

Your breath caught in your throat.

How do you even begin to reply to this?

Loki took a couple more steps as you contemplated what to do.

Instead of speaking, you turned and reached for his hand as you felt his cold fingers hesitantly curl around your own. His breathing got a bit deeper, and his eyes never left yours.

“Tell me what this means,” he spoke again, his voice dissolving into a whisper.

Your mind ceased any noise, and you realized in that moment that everything made sense. 

He was never really the bad guy. Every perception of him was just twisted to the point that even he started to believe it.

But whatever this was between you two had you wanting nothing more than the God of Mischief himself.

“Us,” you softened, pulling him closer to you. “It’s us.”

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Anything For You - Loki

Word Count: 651

Warnings: none, only fluff

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Your relationship with Loki was a weird one, to say the least. Sometimes he isn’t the best boyfriend, being new at commitment and sincerity and all, but he was giving it his best effort. He didn’t express his feelings, but he did show them. He spoils you rotten, and he finds it baffling when you ask him for seemingly meaningless things.

Such as right this moment. He is staring at you, wondering why you are requesting this, finding it odd. “Pardon?” He asks, furrowing his brows at you.

“I want to wear your bed shirt, it smells like you.” You giggle, knowing he is confused.

“It smells like me?” He repeats, still not understanding.

“Girls like to wear their boyfriends clothes. It’s comforting, especially when they’re not around. It’s like having a piece of you when I’m lonely.” You explain, reaching out to grab his hand, smiling up at the confused god.

“Well, if that is what you want.” He replies, rubbing his thumb over your palm and smiling ever so lightly at you. His face may not look all that happy, but you can see it in his eyes - the way he looks at you says it all.

You run over to his dresser like a kid in search of candy and pull out a drawer, looking for a bed shirt that you would like. You choose a dark green/almost black one and hold it up to your face, breathing in the smell of Loki and his cologne. He always smells sweet, but manly. It’s hard to explain, but it’s intoxicating to you. Loki just chuckles at your childishness and shakes his head.

“Come on, the movie’s waiting!” You exclaim, running off into the other room of the tower, turning off the lights as you pass them. Your boyfriend slowly follows you, watching in adoration, before retaking his seat beside you and placing his arm on the back on the couch behind you.

You insisted on watching a movie about Greek mythology, just to hear Loki’s remarks about its inaccurate portrayal of gods and whatnot. You lean into his chest and close your eyes, uninterested in the movie, only in hearing your boyfriend’s voice and being close to him.

Loki could not say that he enjoyed the movie, he didn’t want to watch it in the first place, but he did not object because it was what you wanted, and he would give you whatever. Only twenty minutes in, you fell asleep on his chest, which he was thankful for, so he could turn off the horribly unrealistic movie.

He lifts you up as gently as possible, smiling at your beautiful body in his arms, feeling proud and content. He carries you into your bedroom, placing you down in bed and removing your shoes and pants, then tucking you in. You stir a little and he feels guilty, realizing he woke you. “Sorry love.” He whispers, gently swiping some hair away from your cheek. “Rest.” He says, but you grasp his hand before he can remove it from your face and lightly tug it. “Stay.” You mutter, causing his heart to skip for a moment. He has not slept with you yet, even in the most innocent way that you are asking. You don’t let go of his hand though, so he decides that it shouldn’t do any harm to stay - you are asking, after all.

So he nods, using his powers to change from his more formal day clothes, into dark green sweats and a night shirt. He carefully climbs into bed behind you and moves closer to you, opening his arms to allow you to get comfy against him. He realizes what you meant earlier about your significant other’s scent being comforting. Suddenly, as he holds you tight in his arms, running his hands through your hair, he feels like he has everything he could ever need.

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The Mortal

Sooo this is a year old request that I am re-posting because for some reason it seems to have been deleted from tumblr...

Warnings: none

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“Where is he?” Thor’s voice booms through the room. “Who?” Nat sits up, concerned look on her face. She always seems prepared for a fight of some sort, must always be anxious. “Loki. I have not seen him around today.” Thor responds, looking to his companions for an answer. She rolls her eyes, wondering what the god of mischief has done now. “Oh, just look for Y/N. Reindeer Games is never far behind.” Tony says with a smirk. Thor makes a confused face as he thanks him quietly and goes off in search of you. He hadn’t realized you guys were friends. And in fact, Thor found you reading in one of the smaller, more secluded rooms of the Tower, with Loki across from you, reading his own book. Before Thor enters the room, he observes the scene. You are reading peacefully, but Loki simply has a book in his hands, which he keeps glancing up from to admire you. Thor wonders if it could be. Could Loki actually care for you? Thor clears his throat and enters the room slowly. You look up from your book and smile politely at him.

“Lady Y/N.” He greets, nodding at you with a light smile. He has always been fond of you. You are polite and sweet and not like most of the team. You relate more to Wanda than the others; you’ll fiercely protect your friends and what you believe in, but you don’t like to fight. “Hello Thor.” You respond. Loki looks up at his brother, glaring. “Loki, I need to speak with you.” He says firmly, exiting the room to wait. Loki follows after his brother irritably. “What? Must you always ruin any good mood I am in?” He seethes quietly, not wanting you to hear him. “What are you up to?” Thor whisper yells. Loki rolls his eyes. “What do you speak of?” He asks, crossing his arms. This oaf never fails to get on his nerves. “Why does Stark speak that you are following Y/N?” He demands. Loki’s face remains calm. “I do not such thing.” He says. “Is this another one of your tricks? Do not bring her into your games.” He tells Loki, who sighs. “I am not up to something, brother. I do not know what you are talking about.” “Then why are you constantly around her? You cannot possibly care for her, so why?” Thor says, glancing behind Loki to make sure you aren’t listening. “I cannot? Because I am a monster? Incapable of emotion?” Loki seethes, his his voice raising a little. “No. Because you do not care for mortals.” Thor says calmly. He does hope that Loki cares for you, it will show he still has good in him. “It does not matter. I am not up to anything, nor do I care for a mortal.” He responds matter-of-factly. He can’t help but turn around and look at you as he says this. A sad look appears on his face for just a second, Thor almost didn’t notice. He sees the way Loki is looking at you, before he turns around and scoffs. “That would be ignorant. She could never care for a monster like me… And she is beneath me, anyway.” He adds the last part after a short pause, as if he had to add it. Thor isn’t buying it. “I know you will not admit it to me, but perhaps to yourself, brother. It is alright to care for her. If you truly were a monster, you wouldn’t be able to care for anyone.” Thor says, patting him on the back. “Go rejoin her, surely she misses your company.” He tells him, before walking away. Loki turns back to look at you. He would not admit it to Thor, but he does care for you. He knows it, no matter how much he denies it, even to himself, it is true. You smile and laugh quietly at something from the book you are reading and his heart skips a beat. He adores your laugh. He takes a deep breath before heading back into the room to enjoy your presence.

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My Queen

“Anything Loki x reader, maybe with (healthy) jealous!Loki. Set around Halloween” 

Pairing: Loki x reader

Word Count: 1268

Warnings: None, just fluff and a slightly jealous/possessive Loki🙊

Loki can definitely be a very unstable being. Sometimes, he has all the composure in the world and is a mastermind... Other times, he is irrational and lacks any logic or strategy at all.

A lot of the time, Loki lost his composure when a situation had to deal with you, his mortal significant other. Your safety is his number one priority, and half of the time he gets protective of normal human things, as he does not understand them. Such as one time when the two of you were watching TV and you acted interested in an ad about skydiving. He thought the idea of jumping out of planes was ludicrous for humans, but obviously it is a fairly normal Earth thrill experience. Still, he refused to allow you to. He said that if you ever tried, he would lock you away in a dungeon. He was joking of course, but you knew that he would probably have a heart attack if you did that.

He also of course loses his cool when he feels insecure, although he will never in a million years admit to feeling “weak mortal emotions”. Sometimes he feels that you deserve better, someone that can give you a normal human life, someone who isn’t hated by most of the planet you live on.

With Halloween being in just a few short days, Tony had to throw a big costume party. You hated parties and wanted no part of it, and Loki fully agreed for obvious reasons, but Steve, Tony, Thor and Nat all went back to back trying to convince you to come, saying that you needed a night to relax. Truth be told, you had been having a pretty stressful and upsetting past few weeks, so a night with your friends and a few drinks eventually sounded like a halfway decent time to you.

Of course, you begged and begged Loki to escort you, and he kept saying no time after time.

So on the night of the party, you stood in your bathroom, finishing up your makeup as you stood in front of the big mirror, trying to calm your nerves. The costume you chose is an angel. You are wearing a long white gown, similar to a wedding dress, but more simple, with long mesh sleeves and a little tiara on your head. You hair is done nicely and you have angel wings on as well.

You look amazing, even if you don’t quite realize yourself. You hear a knock at your bedroom down and tell whoever it is to come in. After a moment, when you just finish, you see Loki standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame, looking at you in awe.

He is wearing a dark black suit with a dark red tie, his signature of course. He also threw on a pair of stereotypical devil horns and a little fake blood on his neck.

“Loki..” You mutter, in shock that he’s actually going to escort you to this party. A smile creeps up your face and you approach him where he stands, still staring at you. “What?” You ask, suddenly self-conscious.

“You look…absolutely ravishing.” He replies, lightly moistening his lips as his gaze travels your body in this gown.

Your cheeks turn a light shade of pink and you fetch your handbag. Loki meets you at the door and offers you his arm, which you gladly take, and follow him out to the elevator to get this night started.

The party started off a little boring, which led you to go to the bar and get a margarita, which eventually led to beers and a shot and pretty soon… well, you were fairly drunk. You found yourself showing off in front of some people, attempting to lift Thor’s hammer from its place on the fancy glass table. “Thor!! I- am worthy!” You hiccup as you almost stand on the table, prying at the hammer with all of your might. Loki stands off to the side, quietly chuckling to himself as he sips an Asgardian drink.

His gaze wanders away from you momentarily, scanning the room, and he finds Tony watching you very intently, making him stand up straighter and focus on the man. He is quite obviously checking you out, although he maintains his distance, so Loki does not confront him, although he glares daggers into the billionaire from afar.

As the night progresses, you cling onto Loki, drunkenly begging him to dance with you almost every time a new song plays, but he continues to decline, sitting in his chair with you on his lap like his prized possession. “Fine.” You pout after your eighth rejection. You climb out of his grasp and go in search of Thor, the fun brother, you thought in your not so sober state.

You find him fairly quickly and dramatically get on your tippy toes to tap his shoulder. “Hello, Lady Y/N.” He greets, a happy smile on his face. You are not quite sure what his costume is, but you don’t bother to ask, all that is on your mind is that you want to slow dance. “Thor! Can you pleaseeee dance with me?” You ask. His eyes move past you, probably in search of his brother, before nodding slowly. He extends his hand to you and you happily take it, allowing him to lead you out onto the dancefloor. He places a hand on the small of your back, strictly platonic, which you giggle at and he makes a confused face but does not question it. You place your hand on his shoulder and the other in his hand, and you slowly dance to the song playing, one that you do not recognize. “You look very beautiful, Lady Y/N.” He compliments, and you grin widely.

“Thank you!” You exclaim. He chuckles at you and glances over your shoulder again, before spinning you suddenly. You end up in another man’s arms, and just when you go to pull away, you see that it is Loki. “My love.” He says, pulling away just a little so that he can place his hands on your hips. He glares lightly at Thor, although he is not mad at him, and his brother knows him well enough to know that, and that he did the right thing handing you off without making Loki cause a scene.

You instantly reach your arms up to rest on each of his shoulders, overwhelmed with the fact that you are slow dancing with him. Another thing you swore you’d never get him to do.

“I do hope that you prefer my company over my oaf of a brother’s.” He mumbles, and you giggle, placing your hands around his torso instead and leaning your head against his chest. “I prefer you over e-everyone, Loki.” You reply, which causes a small smile on his face that you unfortunately do not see.

“You look stunning, tonight. Like a queen.” He whispers in your ear, sending shivers down your spine. He feels your reaction against his own body and smirks, holding you closer against himself. “My queen.” He continues, causes the heat in your cheeks to return.

“My king.” You sigh happily, and he leans his head your yours, placing a kiss on the top of it as the song ends. All of his jealousy from seeing his brother has faded, knowing that you are his, and only his.

“Come - let’s get you to bed.” He says, taking your hand and guiding you out of the party and back to your room for the night...

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Dating Loki would include...

- him being extremely possessive 

- him using magic to impress you when you first started dating

- you trying to introduce him to social media, t.v, and movies

- he gets really into youtube conspiracy theory videos

- “but darling i can’t sleep now, they’re talking about how the presidents of the united states are all lizard people!”

- moody

- mind blowing sex

- he loves watching you squirm with pleasure

- but also loves when it’s your turn to please him

- he loves your butt, a lot

- him getting super horny in public places, so you have to sneak off to a bathroom together

- him multiplying himself in the bedroom, so you can have a threesome, but it just gets weird....

- you and thor making fun of his emo-sad-boi look

- him pretending he hates cuddling, but he secretly loves it

- all of the other avengers get a bit worried at first, but eventually warm up to the idea of you two as a couple

- him being so proud to have you in his life, and him constantly smiling like an idiot when you walk in the room

- thor making fun of him for that too

- passionate kisses in random places

- cute pet names: my queen

- you calling him lovey dovey names just to annoy him, like: honey-buns, sweetie pie, baby face

- you being the most important thing in his entire life, and him realizing without you, he wouldn’t know where he’d be