#witch!loki

[allthingsthorki]

Alright I don’t want to get anyone’s hopes up, but there may be some witch!loki art coming today...

[antivancoffeelover]

Loki is the exception. He is always the exception. Clever little witch sneaks in over the borders and even though Thor can already see Steve’s tired eye-roll hear the rote recitation of Thor’s punishment, he can’t stop.

Something about Loki’s smell always draws him in and makes him feel a little high. This pretty, mischievous, ruthless witch that he’s known since he was a boy; that he’s seen create explosions out of words and heal deadly wounds with the flick of a finger can always work his way past Thor’s natural defenses.

No one understands it. Wanting to return to family after being turned is natural, and many wolves do go back home when the full moon is far off, but Thor’s never had to leave the pack. Loki comes to him, enters his den and says such sweet things, calls him brother, then sinks down on him and allows Thor take what he wants.

Nothing else satisfies him but Loki’s body. His blood lusts are tempered when he can sink himself deep and taste his brother’s pleasure, lick up Loki’s sweat and make the whole den smell like sex.

Every morning Loki’s gone when Thor wakes, so he’s surprised when the sun hits his skin and Loki is still in his arms. He buries his nose in Loki’s hair and feels peace settle in his heart.

“Are you staying?” Thor asks.

Loki makes a noise in his sleep, shifts to lay even closer, then goes quiet again. Even if Loki goes, Thor knows he’ll come back. They’re soulmates.

[chokememrstark]

The Witch’s Promise - Thorki Big Bang 2018 - 26,6k story: @thorkified - art: @led-lite - written for @thorkibigbang

Thor, a huntsman on a quest to save his sister, came to the witch Loki when a curse threatened to kill him. Now, as a price for removing the curse, the witch owns his life. What Loki did not expect is to begin to care for Thor and when Thor’s life is once more in danger, Loki is willing to save him with his magic, but the price he pays is nearly too much. For reasons Loki cannot explain, he survives, but why he is willing to risk so much for a human he barely knows?

It’s only when Thor says something very familiar about his own sister that Loki finally makes the connection between the huntsman and himself. Now, everything will be put on the line when he comes to Thor's aid. When the truth is finally revealed, Loki will have to make a choice that will change the world as he knows it forever and that will affect not only him, but the huntsman and his sister too.

Here it is, after all this time, the sequel to my fic A Life For A Life. A special thanks to @led-lite for the amazing art for this fic (definitely check out the full picture because it’s really incredible and perfectly fits into the story and mood!) It was wonderful working with you and I’m very happy how it all turned out.

[jinxyble-legacy]

Witch!Loki 😊

[fairy-changeling]

What do you think of witch!Loki with Familiar!Thor? Would Thor need to protect Loki a lot? (is Thor possessive?)

So, I think I love it a lot.

I imagine familiar Thor would be very protective and very possessive. I think he’d be the one who attached himself to Loki, not the other way around. Loki is strictly chaotic neutral as a magic user, working only for his own gain, and Thor thinks he could be so much more, could do so much more with his power. So Thor decided to appoint himself as Loki’s familiar and guardian. 

Loki was fine being a lone witch. He didn’t need a familiar. He sneered at witches who had them. Their magic didn’t seem to be any stronger and they were stuck with someone else to take care of. Loki couldn’t see the point.

Then Thor found him and just kept following him, determined that Loki was his and Loki still doesn’t see the point. 

Since I imagine Thor’s animal shape is of a big, sandy colored dog-wolf hybrid type thing, Loki spends a lot of time yelling at this dog and appearing completely mad to people who see him. Thor also likes to lay his head in Loki’s lap and look up at him with soulful big eyes  - usually when he’s in his animal form, but he’s not against doing it in human form either. 

[bourbonbucky]

Chapter 3, Union

chapter 3 is up eyyy

[antivancoffeelover]

Loki was reluctant to wander this deep in the forest. The creatures here grew taller than the trees, towering with such height and power that only the most skilled witches dared to come this far. 

He knelt beside a tree trunk and carefully cut away shimmering gold mushrooms. There, done, he had everything he needed for his potion.

Loki rose and turned, and froze in his spot, knife still clutched in his fingers. A dragon. Of course. Oh, of all the creatures he could run into, it would be a fucking dragon. Here, with neither gold nor sweet leaf to ply the beast. Maybe there was mint in his pack? It wasn’t sweet leaf, but it could work.

The dragon tilted its head and looked him down with bright blue eyes, gold scales glittering as they caught the mottled sunlight pouring down through the canopy above. Wait.

“Thor?” Loki took a step forward and yes, yes, this had to be Thor.

The dragon nodded slowly, then his lips lifted in a toothy grin and a thunderous roar filled the air. Loki never thought he would see Thor again. He witnessed, helpless when the spear pierced Thor’s heart, he saw Thor fall from the sky, and it felt like so long ago that all the light in his life had gone out when Thor left.

But he hadn’t.

Loki reached out and placed his hand on Thor’s nose. He was bigger now, a proud example of his kind.

“How?” Loki asked.

Thor pushed up from the ground until Loki’s hand could no longer reach him, and underneath Loki saw the place where Thor had been run through. One of his scales was cracked, slowly healing but there was still tender skin visible beneath. Loki walked under Thor’s body and reached up to feel that place. The skin was so hot it almost hurt to touch, but he had to feel, to see with his eyes and his magic that Thor had survived, that Thor was returning to him.

This was better than Loki could have hoped. Their bond was still alive. Faint, nearly broken from time and distance, but still alive.

Loki leaned into the threads that tied them together and forged every knot anew. Thor made pleased little hums above him as they were reconnected. The original ceremony had taken hours, but Loki finished within minutes. His soul knew Thor’s. He had been dreaming of this for years.

He walked back out from under Thor’s body and opened his arms. Thor pressed his head into Loki’s front and nuzzled into him like a puppy just like he had back when Loki saved him so long ago.

A slow, gentle thought trickled into his mind like rain, their bond already strong enough to hear each other’s thoughts.

Thor’s voice filled his head and his heart, a constant chant like a beloved hymn.

Home

Loki nodded and pressed a kiss to one of Thor’s scales. “Yes, Thor. Home.”

[chokememrstark]

Hard Earned Happiness // Witch!AU Thorki

Words: 1679

Summary: After their painful and traumatizing journey, Thor, Loki and Hel can finally find some peace. Loki has grown fond of Thor's little sister, who is just like him and who seems to be very curious about what he can do. One day, when she asks about his powers, the two have a heartfelt, important conversation.

witch!loki, huntsman!thor, hel (thor’s little sister), past/referenced death, past trauma/abuse, magic

Notes: This is a little random drabble set after my Big Bang fic The Witch's Promise. You should read that one before going for this.

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“How do you do that?” The tiny voice broke Loki out of his concentration and the green billow weavering around him dissolved. He turned around and raised his head, a smile on his lips. Hel had just woken up apparently, her hair was still messy and uncombed and Thor was nowhere to be seen, indicating the huntsman was still peacefully out.

“Do you want me to show you?” he asked, earning an eager not. She stepped into the circle Loki sat in and when he patted on the ground in front of him she sat down. “You can do this too, you know. All you need to do is practice.”

“Because I’m like you, am I right?” Hel beamed up at Loki with her green and red eyes, earning another soft smile.

“You are, that’s true,” he said and took one of her little hands into his. He trailed a finger down her palm, tracing the almost invisible lines there. “You are very strong, Hel, but you need to learn how to control your magic, otherwise it won’t obey you.”

“Obey?” Hel asked and tilted her head, brows furrowing in confusion. “But didn’t you say magic is chaos?”

“It is, but we have the ability to bend it to our will. Look.”

Loki let go of Hel’s hand and brought his own palms together, forming a small hollow space between his hands. He blew into it slowly before unfolding his hands, revealing a small, glowing butterfly on his palms.

“Most humans don’t believe in magic until they need it, until they find use in it. But you and I, we know it’s always there, that it’s always around us and within us.”

Hel looked at the little butterfly in complete awe, eyes huge and fascinated.

“This? It’s just an illusion, but it’s also very real,” Loki explained and blew softly onto the butterfly again. Suddenly, it spread its blue and white wings and fluttered away from them, before dissolving in mid-air. “We can use the magic that is everywhere, as long as we respect and honor it.”

“And you can teach me?” Hel asked impressed, earning a nod.

“If you want to learn, I will happily teach you,” Loki smiled. “But you have to promise me something first.”

“What is it?” Hel looked suspicious, but Loki just smiled brighter at her.

“To never hurt someone using this gift that we received. The humans fear us, they might call us evil or try to hurt us, but they don’t know any better, they are brought up to fear the things they don’t understand.”

“But… what if they try to hurt me? Or my brother and you?”

“You can use it to defend yourself and to protect those you love, but don’t use it for revenge or out of hate. It’s not the right way for us.”

Hel was silent for a moment and Loki knew her next words would be hard to stomach. When she finally spoke again, her voice was quiet, almost as if she was ashamed to say anything at all.

“He made me use my magic to hurt others…” She didn’t look at Loki, instead she glared at her hands as if they were something disgusting, something evil. “He said they deserve it because they killed others like me…”

“What he did was wrong, Hel, you have to remember that,” Loki said softly, covering the little girl’s hands with his own. “He lied to you to control you, it’s not your fault that you did these things. I… have done bad things too in the past. Very bad things…”

“What did you do?” Hel asked, her innocent curiosity unaware of the fact that Loki had probably committed the worst crime of them all without even realizing it at the time.

“When I was a child, my mother was known as a sage to the village we lived in. She was a white witch, as some called her. They came to her when they were sick, when they needed guidance and advice, but one day…” Loki stopped for a moment as he tried to swallow down the wave of guilt that still came up whenever he thought about this dark time in his life. “Just like with you, it wasn’t my fault, but something bad happened and a little girl died because of me. But that’s not all. Because of this, the village people accused my mother of being evil, of being a witch that cursed the little girl and caused her death and… they killed her.”

Hel looked at him for a long time as the words sunk in, the sadness in her eyes even worse than before. Loki knew she had to find out one day, but that didn’t lessen the pain he felt by putting this knowledge on her just yet. Eventually, without saying a word, Hel leaned forward and wrapped her little arms around the older witch tightly. As Loki held her with one arm, he realized that she, too, had lost her mother in a cruel and traumatizing way, and knew it had only happened because of her. When she finally pulled back and sat down again, Loki noticed the stray tears on her cheeks and gently wiped them away.

“Sometimes bad things happy, darling,” he said with a sad smile. “Those people were scared, they didn’t know what they were doing. I tried to explain to them, but they chased me away, which is how I came here, into the woods where it was just me.”

“Do you still miss her?” Hel asked quietly, to which Loki nodded. “I miss my mother too… she was so nice and good, she didn’t deserve what happened to her.”

“Neither did you,” Loki sighed, brushing a hand through the girl’s soft, raven hair that was so much like his own. “You and I, we had a bad start. We lost so many things we shouldn’t have lost, but we still have something that no one can take away from us.”

“Our magic?” Hel asked confused, but this time, Loki shook his head.

“We have ourselves and we have love. You still have your love, don’t you? For your mother and for your brother?”

Hel nodded, but stayed silent. She looked over at the small cabin for a moment, almost as if she could actually see the sleeping huntsman inside, and after a while, her lips curled into a weak smile.

“They couldn’t take that away from us and now we have something even better. We have each other now.” At this, Hel blinked a few times and turned her head. “We wouldn’t be here now if your brother hadn’t come to me last year and I wouldn’t know you or him. Maybe we lost many things, but on the way we found each other. And I’m very happy about that.”

Hel’s eyes lightened up and she threw herself forward again, hugging Loki tightly.

“I’m happy to have you too!” she exclaimed, her voice a mixture of relieve and grief. Loki held her with both arms this time, trying to make sure she understood how unwilling he was to let her go again.

“I will protect you now, Hel, and your brother too. And one day, when you learned all you can learn from me, you will be just as powerful and able to protect those you love.”

“I’ll learn everything, I promise!” Hel said eagerly and bounced back to her spot. “I want to do what you can do!”

“You will, I’m sure of that,” Loki laughed and ruffled her already messy hair again. “How about we start with meditating?”

“Meditating, really?” Hel groaned and it couldn’t be any clearer that she was disappointed. “That’s so boring!”

“I was meditating when you came to me, you didn’t think of it as boring then, did you?”

“You were?” Hel raised a brow. “The green light came from meditating?”

“It did,” Loki smiled and got back into the right position. Hel mimicked it immediately, curious to find out if Loki was telling the truth. “Meditating is very helpful to channel your thoughts and your powers. It empties your head from all thoughts that are distracting, it makes you see clearer and further than you can imagine.”

“Further? You mean into the future?”

“Sometimes,” Loki smirked and closed his eyes. He put his hands on his knees, open palms facing skywards and took a deep breath. “You have to know that the magic never leaves us, it’s always there, it’s a part of everything in existence. It’s the one thing that connects us all, whether we realize it or not. When you reach a point of complete clarity, you can do many things.”

“And how do I do that?” Hel asked, earning a quiet chuckle.

“That’s what I will teach you now,” Loki said and that’s exactly what he did over the next two hours. Hel was still a bit impatient, which Loki had expected, but she was an eager and willing student. She followed Loki’s instructions with a lot of determination and it didn’t take long before he could see the first improvements.

When Thor finally rose from his seemingly infinite slumber, he found Loki and Hel outside with both their eyes closed, surrounded by what looked like a green and blue mist or fog. The only sounds were those of the crows that sat in the tree crowns and when Thor looked up, it appeared as if they were watching the two witches beneath them.

Thor wanted to say something, but just looking at this scenery made him feel a calmness he had rarely felt before and he thought that it would be unwise to interrupt whatever they were doing. So, the huntsman decided to sit down on the stairs to watch and wait for them to finish. He didn’t mind just sitting there in silence, not really. Every day since Loki had returned to them was something special, something sacred, and it didn’t matter what actually happened. They were together, that’s all he cared for.