Square 7 filled for @puretombingo: “Dance with me.”
Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Reader
Warnings: fluff, banter, idiots in love
Trope: Enemies to lovers
Words: 980+
Kinktober vs Flufftober 2023
“I got it, Tony. This party will be the most spectacular and awesome party mankind had ever the pleasure to witness,” you roll your eyes at Tony’s antics. He wants you to help him check the guest list and won't stop talking about the event. “How about you invite some male stripper for the ladies too. I bet they’ll give us a good show.”
“We want this evening to be spectacular, not vulgar,” Tony scrunches up his nose. “We will have music, the best food, the finest wine and alcohol.”
“Fine, have it your way. Now, how can I help you, Tony?” You look around the room. There is not much left to do. The party planner did a great job. “Tony?”
“You’ve got a special task this time,” he wraps one arm around your shoulders, walking around the room. “Loki is now part of our team.”
You purse your lips. Loki is still the guy attacking New York City. “The answer is no.”
“You don’t even know what I want from you.”
“If it includes being around Loki Laufeyson, the guy influencing me with his tricks to get me to strip in front of my friends, I’m out,” you grunt. Loki managed to use his mind games to make you do unspeakable things. Like eating pineapple on pizza.
“He offered redemption and promised to never use his powers to influence you again,” Tony tries to persuade you to help him with his problem, but you’re not convinced. “A lot of important people, and the press will be around. We need to show them that Loki changed.”
“How? Shall he sing a chanson?” You snort. “I don’t think he will ever not be an asshole and a Trickster. We don’t need him to cause trouble with one of his dramatic entrances again. Do you remember the last time he made an appearance in public?”
“Y/N, please do this for me. Loki refuses to attend the party. We need him to smile, and act like a gentleman.”
“You want me to convince Loki to attend the party? That’s the important task?” You huff. “You can’t be serious.”
“Please, Y/N. For me. You’re the only person besides his brother Loki talks to.”
“Yeah, to harass me. He’s always sassy and gets on my nerves,” you snap at Tony. “If you want me to do this dirty job, you will buy me the most expensive dress, shoes, and accessories for the party.”
“Deal,” Tony drops his arm from your shoulders to shake your hand.
“If there’s a catch, I’ll cut your balls off in your sleep,” you point a finger at Tony. “No tricks, Stark, or you’ll regret doing business with me.”
“Move your ass out of your room and follow me. We are going to buy a suit for you, and you’ll behave like a good boy today,” you yell outside Loki’s apartment. “Get out, or I swear I’ll not be nice any longer.”
“Darling, you look dashing,” Loki pokes his head out of the door, smirking. “I’m afraid I got no time for you. Check in later. How about you come back in a few weeks?”
“I said, get out of the room, raven-haired rat,” you purse your lips, close to breaking the door down to get Loki out of his room. “I don’t have all day. It’s only three more days until the party. We need you to make an appearance. Just say yes and let me buy the suit for you. You can come to the party, and dance. Maybe have a drink or two.”
“No.”
“Loki, this is not a request, it’s an order. Move your ass out of the room,” you grasp for his hair, harshly tugging at it. “Come on. Don’t make such a fuss.”
“I don’t want to dance,” Loki wrinkles his nose.
“Because you can’t dance?” You grin. “Did Loki Laufeyson finally admit his defeat? Is there something he cannot accomplish?”
He opens the door to step outside, a dagger in his hand. “I’m warning you. Never underestimate Loki Laufeyson, God of mischief. I’m the Master of Dance, I just don’t like dancing.”
“Well then, let’s buy a suit and you can stand in a corner and watch other people having fun…”
“I hope you know I had to cancel my date for you,” you grunt as Loki walks next to you. He insisted on not going alone. Which means you are his plus one for the time being.
While you try to find a way to get rid of Loki and keep your promise to Tony at the same time, the Avengers watch you and the raven-haired trickster with interest.
“She made it,” Tony can’t believe Loki is following you inside the ballroom. “It was worth the money.”
Thor frowns when his brother grabs your hand to guide you away from the Avengers and toward the dance floor.
“What are you doing?” You wonder as Loki guides you to the middle of the dance floor. “Loki? What are you up to?”
“I remember vividly that you suggested a dance,” he says. “So…dance with me?” He bows and offers his hand to you. “Please give me this dance.”
“I-“ you take his offered hand, hoping he doesn’t want to trick you once again. “If this is a joke, I’ll kill you.” You growl, but your cheeks heat up as he smiles at you.
He grins. “I’m counting on it, my love.” You end up in his arms, swaying to the song he requested before coming here with you. “I hope you know; I’m courting you…”
Loki twirls you around, grinning as you squeak and hold tight onto him as he gets even faster. Your feet move on their own, and you cling to him when the room starts spinning.
“What are you doing?”
“I don’t want the others to watch us.” You rest your head against his shoulder and close your eyes. “I manipulated reality a little bit for this dance. You only belong to me tonight…and forever.”
Summary: You meet a stranger, and he won’t let you go...
Pairing: Mobster!Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader
Rating: Mature
Warnings: language, kissing, possessive Loki, stalking vibes, mafia au
Created for @puretombingo / Square Filled: Square 11: Morality crisis
Wordcount: 980
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<< Part (2)
You shopped like there is no tomorrow and bought everything you ever wanted to buy at the boutique. Now you are sitting in a limousine, next to a man who claims to be the man of your life.
“What is it, flower?” Loki slings one arm around your shoulders to bring you closer to him. “You don’t look like a woman who just went on a shopping spree.”
“This is…too much. I should bring everything back. I,” you lick your lips. “I don’t even know you and just spend so much of your money. It’s wrong.”
“Are we having a morality crisis,” Loki purrs in your ear. “If you want to pay me back, have dinner with me tonight. My treat.”
You sigh deeply. “Listen. Even you have to admit that this is crazy. You can’t just walk into a store, tell me you lay claim on me, kiss me, and buy me all the shiny things.”
“Why not?” he nips at your earlobe. “I want what I want. And I want you, Y/N. If you want to give the clothes away, so be it. But you should think about my offer first.”
“What offer?” you dip your head to look at Loki. “You never told me about an offer, Loki. I don’t like men playing games with me.”
“I want you to have dinner with me. After that, you can go home and forget about me if you don’t like me. Or you can agree to join me at my brother’s party and let me show you a whole new world.”
“No catch?”
“No catch, darling. You can keep all the clothes and I’ll never bug you again. I promise to stay away from you.”
Loki’s offer sounds tempting. You chew on your lower lip, debating whether to take his offer and keep all the clothes and accessories or go home and forget about the man you just met.
“If I agree to have dinner with you,” you clear your throat to sort your thoughts, “I want you to be honest and tell me how you knew my name.”
“You’ve got yourself a deal,” Loki kisses your cheek softly. “I promise to answer all of your questions.”
“Then I’ll go out with you tonight. I want you to drive me home now and pick me up at eight. And remember, you will answer all of my questions.”
“You look fabulous, darling,” Loki praises as he guides you inside your favorite restaurant. He holds the door open for you, and immediately takes your hand to walk hand in hand toward the table he reserved.
“Thanks. You paid for the dress, remember?”
“It was worth every dollar, Y/N,” he whispers in your ear and kisses your cheek. You smile to yourself when Loki pulls a chair for you. “I’d love to see you wearing all the clothes you bought.”
“First I want you to answer my questions,” you quirk a brow at Loki as he sits down opposite you. He looks stunning in his black suit and matching tie. His hair is perfectly styled, and you wonder if he’s hiding a hairdresser in his limousine.
“Of course, darling. A promise is a promise,” he smirks. “And you’ll see that I always keep my promises, Y/N.” He takes the menu to decide on what to eat. “Ask, and I’ll answer.”
“How did you know my name at the boutique?” you ask. “You said my full name, Loki.”
“Today, wasn’t the first time I saw you,” he begins. “Around one year ago you attended a party. Someone said that you are a friend of one of my confident’s girlfriends. You caught my eye.”
“I told you to not lie to me, Loki. But here you are, lying straight to my face”, you huff, frustrated. “I thought you could be more than a cocky sugar daddy throwing money at women.”
“Darling, I…wait,” Loki gasps when you get up to leave the table. “Please wait. I’m sorry. I believed it’s better to not tell you the truth.”
“What truth?” you throw your hands up. “I don’t know you, but you know my name and my address. I didn’t have to tell you where to drive me to.”
“Y/N…”
“I want to know the truth!”
“Your father did business with my father some years ago. After he got out of business, he asked my father to keep an eye on his family and protect them. When my father retired, I took over this task.”
You gape at Loki. “For how long did you follow me?” you question. “How long?”
“I didn’t follow you per se,” Loki gently cups your cheek. “I kept tabs on you and your family. I made sure that you are safe. You and your family.”
“You were following me…” you place your hand on your heart, gasping. “How can you ask me out if you were stalking me all this time!”
“Darling, I didn’t stalk you,” he tries to calm you. The other guests stare at you and Loki making a scene in the middle of the restaurant. “I made sure that you are safe. I wasn’t lurking in the dark to pounce on you like some creep.”
“What about the boutique? You were there because of me, weren’t you?” you snap at him and jab your index finger into his chest.
“I swear, this was a coincidence. One of my men was keeping an eye on you. I didn’t follow you that day. I wanted to buy something for Sharon.”
“I shall believe this. Huh? You are a fucking creep! Why do you follow me? You could’ve just asked me if I’m okay.”
“I fell in love with you over the time. I couldn’t stay away,” he raises his voice and grips your arms. “I tried so hard to stay away, but just couldn’t. I want to give you the world and more…”
Summary: You meet a stranger, and he won’t let you go...
Created for @puretombingo / Square Filled: Free Space – Loki Laufeyson
Created for @anyfandomgoesbingo / Square Filled: “I don’t dance! I’m from that town in Footloose.”
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“I want the red one, daddy,” you watch a woman stomp her heeled foot to the ground. She tugs at her boyfriend’s jacket whining as he simply rolls his eyes.
The man seems to be used to her behavior and you chuckle as he gets his phone out to scroll through his messages while pretending to listen to what the girl has to say.
“I will look so much better in red silk at your brother’s party. He’ll be jealous of you once again,” she coos to convince the man to buy her yet another dress she’ll only wear once. “Don’t you think?”
“Hmm…yeah,” the man turns away from the girl to walk around the boutique, aimlessly roaming the store to get a moment of silence.
You turn away from the man to not look like a creep. “Miss, can I have this in black?” you finally turn your attention back toward the pants you wanted to buy for your next business meeting.
“Just a minute,” the salesperson gives you a soft smile. She was watching the girl and her boyfriend too and looks a little flustered as you give her a wink. “I’ll look in the back.”
You walk around the store while waiting for the girl to return with your pants.
Unbeknownst to you, someone watches you look at clothes you would never buy with amusement.
“No way I would wear this,” you look at a dress that will barely cover your ass, huffing as it costs more than your whole outfit and some.
“It would look fabulous on you, my dear,” someone purrs in your ear, hot breath fanning over your neck. The man steps closer to stand next to you. “Blue is your color.”
“Nah, I don’t think so,” he dips his head to look at you. “And I don’t listen to strangers, Sir.”
“Loki,” he holds out his hand, waiting for you to return the gesture. “Laufeyson. But you can call me Loki..”
“Oh, I thought you prefer daddy,” something flashes in his eyes as you grin up at him. It’s not that he’s not a very handsome man, but he’s here with some other girl, and you won’t flirt with a taken man. “I think you should go back to your girlfriend.”
“Girlfriend?” he wrinkles his nose. “She’s not my girlfriend. Only someone I call to…”
“Get laid,” this time his features darken as you boldly put your hands on your hips. “That’s what she is, right? Someone you can show around. An arm candy keeping her mouth shut and her…” you clear your throat, not wanting to piss a stranger off. “I should go back to shopping now.”
“No-no,” he grabs your left upper arm a little too rough. “I want to hear what you wanted to say, darling.”
“You know…quid pro quo. You pay for her things and she pays you back in a better way,” Loki chuckles as you nervously chew on your lower lip. “I didn’t want to offend you. It’s just that you don’t look like you are deeply in love with the girl.”
“She is nice to look at,” he drops his hand from your arm but steps a little closer to look down at you. “Not so nice to listen to. She can talk about nonsense for hours and, she’s not a very patient person.”
“Why don’t you stop playing her human purse then?” you gasp. “Fuck I didn’t mean to say this out loud. Uh-sorry. I should go now.”
“Human purse,” Loki snickers as you wish you could just disappear. His hand is back at your arm, gripping your flesh a little softer now. “I don’t think anyone I know would’ve had the guts to call me that. You’re a bold little thing, huh?”
“Sometimes my tongue just slips…” you nervously laugh as he grips your other arm too. “I didn’t want to call you like that. I swear. It just swam around my brain and then…”
“Your tongue slipped,” he lowers himself to whisper in your ear. “I bet we could put that tongue to better use.”
“What? I-“ your breath gets stuck in your throat when you feel his lips on yours. He slips his tongue inside your mouth, swiping it over your tongue. You moan into his mouth, feeling a little lightheaded as he won’t let you breathe.
“I knew you would taste like that,” Loki smirks as you are still a panting mess when he finally parts his lips from yours. “I want you to choose a dress, one you like.”
“I-what? I don’t understand,” you swallow thickly as he unbuttons his suit jacket to get his wallet out.
“I want you to take this and buy a dress you want to wear at my brother’s party. Choose matching underwear, shoes, and accessories. I’ll be right back,” you stare up at him as he just placed a black credit card in your hand. “Don’t let me wait, pet…”
“Pet? What’s going on here? You can’t just kiss me,” you look at him, bewildered as he cups your face to roughly claim your lips again. You whimper and whine as he won’t let up once again.
“I made my claim on you known. You will accompany me to my brother’s party and we will dance, drink and see how the night plays out,” Loki pecks your lips.
“I don’t dance! I’m from that town in Footloose.”
“You’re such a bad liar,” he purrs against your lips. “I’m going to have so much fun making you mine.”
“You don’t even know my name! Why would you do such a thing?”
“Well, you said I shall stop being her human purse. You were right. It’s time to find someone to share my life with. I think you are the one.” He finally drops his hands from your face. He hums before walking toward the girl from earlier to tell her to go home.
“WHAT? I-“ you’re too shocked to tell Loki to fuck off. He just gave you his credit card and doesn’t even know your name.
“And I know your name, sweetness,” he looks over his shoulder, smirking darkly. “You’re Y/N Y/L/N. Now, go and buy something nice…”
Warnings: language, kissing, possessive Loki, a hint of stalking vibes,
Summary: You meet a stranger, and he won’t let you go...
Created for @puretombingo / Square Filled: Square 15: “Let’s get to know each other over dinner.”
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<< Part 1
“So, did you already find a dress?” Loki is back by your side before you even had the chance to have a look around the boutique. “Darling, go ahead. Buy something nice. A dress that a man wants to admire before he rips it off your body.”
“Y-ou can’t just give me a black credit card and tell me to go on a shopping spree,” you complain.
You huff as Loki slings his arm around your shoulders to guide you toward the more expensive gowns. "I want you to be a good girl for me. I’m not a very patient man.”
“What? I don’t—what’s going on here?” stopping in your tracks you try to wrap your head around the fact that a stranger wants to buy clothes for you. And that he keeps on calling you by your name.
“Y/N, I saw you and knew that I want you,” he says – as if this explains shit. “Now, let’s have a look at the dresses over there.” He points at flimsy dresses covering little to nothing. “Shall we?”
“N-“ you want to say no. Of course, you want to but the girl coming with him here shakes her head. I guess Loki Laufeyson is the kind of man who always gets his will.
“What about the red one?”
“No. Listen, I don’t know you,” you shake his arm off your body. “Maybe the girl you came with likes to be ordered around. I’m not.”
“I sense a no coming,” he smirks as his slender fingers move to your neck to tickle your skin. “You should know that I set my eyes on you.”
“What’s that supposed to mean,” you shudder as his fingers dance over your collarbone.
“It means that you are going to be the most important girl in the world to me from now on,” swallowing thickly you look Loki deep in the eyes. He doesn’t even blink, and he doesn’t smirk.
He’s not joking.
How can he not be joking?
“How do you know my name? I didn’t tell you my name, Loki,” you ask. He simply shrugs. Not giving away anything.
His face is like a mask. Even his eyes won’t tell you the truth.
“Get a dress, and later we can talk,” his features soften for a moment. It happened so fast and passed that you believe you imagined things. “Let’s get to know each other over dinner.”
Loki puts his hand on your shoulder.
“Dinner? You said something about a party, and your brother,” you splutter. “What now? Dinner or a party.”
“The party is in a week,” he lifts your chin with his index finger. Loki chuckles as confusion is written all over your face. “I’m not going to hurt you, Y/N. I simply want to get to know you better.”
“You still didn’t answer my question.”
He exhales with a laugh. “I told you that I saw you and set my eyes on you. That’s all that matters.”
“Nothing is ever easy with you, huh?”
“Things can be easy if you just let me ask you out. It’s only dinner, Y/N. What can be wrong with having dinner with someone you are attracted to?”
“I’m not attracted to you.”
You lie. He’s a very handsome man, and something about him makes you all tingly. It’s just that you don’t know the man in front of you.
“Of course, you’re not attracted to me. And you didn’t watch me and Sharon because you wanted to be the girl next to me. The one I’d do anything for.”
“You’re talking about me like you know me,” you huff out a breath. “Listen, I’m not some sugar babe lusting over your money nor am I stupid. If you don’t tell me how you know my name, I’ll leave.”
“How about this,” he dips his head to whisper in your ear. “I will tell you everything you want to know if you get a dress. A stunning one to blow my mind.”
“That’s just-“ you bite your tongue. It seems like arguing won’t work with this man. He’s as stubborn as…you don’t know. You never met someone like Loki before. “Fine. I’ll get a dress and everything I will need for the party. Plus, you will pay for my business outfit.”
“Darling, you better get the sexiest dress ever and let me rip it off of your body.”
Damn him. He purrs your name in a way that makes your legs wobble. “I’m not some puppet on a string like the girl you sent home for me.”
“I already know that. Now, go and find all the dresses you want to buy. No limit. Just get something nice for me too…”
He presses a soft kiss on your lips. “Something nice…got it.”
Loki leaves you alone. He gets his phone out to bark orders at someone while you try to catch your breath. “Fuck. He still didn’t tell me shit.”
You decide to take the chance and buy all the things you always wanted to buy at the boutique.
He said no limit. So, here you go…
“Heimdall, can you believe she’s going to be mine,” Loki leans against his car as his bodyguard watches you walk out of the boutique.
“Loki, I think she bought half of the boutique,” Heimdall chuckles loudly. “You shouldn’t have given her your credit card.”
Loki huffs. “It’s only money. I told her to buy all the things she wants. Everything I will get in return will be worth the money.”
“Why didn’t you tell her yet?” Heimdall dips his head to glance at Loki. “Loki, you should tell her. Don’t start anything without telling her the truth.”
“We will get there, my friend,” Loki watches you walk toward his car, three bags in your hands. The girl from the store follows you with more bags. You bought her something too, just for fun. “I can’t scare her off. Just look at her. She’s going to become my queen…”
Will Ransome
Sugar Daddy/Baby
Solitary Confinement
Time Travel AU
"My parents love you."
Caught Cheating
"You musn't be afraid..."
Arvin (Devil all the time)
Secret Relationship
Spanking
Astronaut AU
Confession of feelings - Everything is Better with Ice Cream *
Free Space - Cleaning Up and Getting Dirty *
Striptease
"I thought I saw..."
Doctor/Patient
Tommy Conlon
"What made you..."
Steampunk AU
Playing w/their hair
Stargazing
Homicidal Tendencies
Best Friends to Enemies
"Let me give..."
Erich Blunt (Murder in the First)
A/N: It's a 'The Notebook' AU, but polyamory. Because why not? I always turn things poly if I can...and this is one of my favorite ships as well as one of my all-time favorite romance movies. I have no regrets!
Image Credits: Banner made by me with the help of PicsArt and Google Images
Created for:
@fandombingo: B5- Hermione x creater's choice
@mfbingo: G1-Polyamory
@puretombingo: B3- 1940s AU
@anyfandomgoesbingo: B1- Childhood Best Friends
@anyfandomkinkbingo: I4- Lovers to Enemies
@anyfandomfluffbingo: I3- Nursed back to health
Description:
How do you deal with being split between the two great loves of your life?
With reconciling the feeling for your childhood sweetheart, to the despicable man he's allowed war to turn him into...
Or the honorable billionaire, who's both able and willing to give her everything her heart desires? Hermione Granger doesn't know.
She's know Harry Potter throughout her entire childhood, loved him greatly for most of it–but the horrors of war have changed him into a cruel and bitter man she almost can't stand to be around.
And while Draco Malfoy might be a sharp-tongued and richly spoiled brat–but he adores her. Grateful for nursing him back from the brink of death and showing him kindness he's never seen before without wanting something from him in return.
But as these two men clash, one from her past that's persistent about re-entering her life...and the other one that wants to hold her future with a ring.
The choice might be an obvious for some girls, but Hermione is torn. She doesn't know who she can spend her life with–both hold a different key to her heart...but soon it will all hinges on the construction of her dream house, a year's worth of unopened letters, and a journey to find out exactly what her heart truly desires.
