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September Prompts 🌻

Word prompts to use for doodling or writing

coffee smell

horizon

foggy mornings

juke box

lighthouse

bonfire

recipe book

windmill

gas station

wildflowers

bookmark

cave explorations

rosebushes

pine cones

nightlight

rocking chair

hitchhiking

lemon tree

vintage dress

bike ride

art museum

ghost town

blackberries

harvest moon

picture frames

dreamers

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ring bearer

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[xanax-orig]

Goddess in Denial

Loki Laufeyson x f! plussize! reader x Buck Barnes

Authors note: ...hiiiii guys, i lowkey forgot how to write, and im back with a new fic ive been hyperfixating over forever, so i wanted to start writing it, so here, mwah, im sorry its like a fucked up drabble i wrote at 3am, im so sorry if this makes ZERO sense, ALSO, i cannot remember timeline, canon shit btw, let me have my fantasies pls bro pls

Summary: You're an Asgardian Nature Goddess, having grown up alongside Thor and Loki but being younger than them. Centuries ago, you ran away with Loki, both of you proclaiming your love... all up until the invasion of New York where he leaves you to be arrested by SHIELD and the Avengers.

part 1... maybe, idk anymore man i just write what i want

"W-What? What're you talking about?" You confusedly ask with a heaving chest and furrowed, sweaty brow after landing on a nearby roof with Loki— vines sprouted from your arms and legs that help you manuever easily in most landscapes, especially cityscapes and forests. A trickle of blood runs down your temple as Loki steps backwards his arms hung by his sides annoyedly with his golden helmet glinting in the afternoon sun, but his face was red with fury. "You have been nothing but problems, Y/N! You have messed up everything! Like always!" He almost screamed on the rooftop, his hands gesturing wildly as you step back with your features paling slightly, your hands coming up in a small, slightly placating gesture as he grabs his staff firmly in his left hand from leaning it against a nearby vent, pointing it accusingly back at you. "Loki, please, wai-" Promptly your pleading and confused voice is cut off with a decent blast of energy square at your chest, shooting you backwards onto the concrete rubble below, forcing a loud yelp and groan as you hit the rubble.

Loki wasn't wrong. Fuck no, he never was and it always killed you a little bit inside. You had accidentally gotten in the way of him and Thor earlier, Loki had him within the reach of his staff and it made you panic. In your panicked and adrenaline filled state from battle, you pulled Thor right out from under Loki, sparing him from an otherwise unjust fate but betraying the one you had pledged yourself to all those centuries past. "Thor, leave. Now." You'd barely whispered in the commotion, unsure if he'd even heard you until he clamboured to his feet. "Y/N I—" "Did I stutter? Go, now. And dont come back." Your voice cracked a little on the last part as you swallow hard, noticing the same furious expression you'd gotten many times from Loki before Thors gone with a 'whoosh' not speaking a word, not really needing to.

Loki had lost it, blaming everything on you, the battle mishaps, the Chitauri (which you certainly had nothing to do with), Odin, his brother. Everything. And honestly, even after all these years, it finally broke what little you had left for him, everything you had sacrificed, you had done, you had killed for him for fucks sakes, more times than you wanted to admit. And in a moment, centuries were gone. Broken. Discarded like a dead leaf in winter from its tree.

Just as you tilt your head back up from the rubble with dizzy and blurred vision, you saw the familiar figure of Loki, a blurred mess of gold and green, land gracefully on the ruined street before walking away altogether, leaving you a bloodied, worn out Goddess on the ground. With a final deep breath, your vision goes dark, the distant sounds of battle still playing on around you, yet you can't move, cant think. All that consumes you is hurt, dread and fear as you completely fall unconscious.

That was the last time you saw Loki since the Chitauri invasion on New York. Now, here you sat in a shitty Midgardian prison with Nick Fury standing on the opposite side of the thick, presumably bulletproof glass. Yet, you sat in the small cot in the corner of the cell, your head in your hands and your cheeks stained from the many tears you'd shed in the days since your arrest. Apparently Thor had found you unconscious, took pity and asked SHIELD to take care of you while he went back to Asgard— he always had a soft spot for you, even when you ran away with Loki.

"...Are you seriously still in here crying because you got caught, Y/N?" Fury calls out in that tone that makes you flinch slightly, his heels click against the cool, tile flooring, stopping a few feet from the glass, your head tilting up slightly before dropping back down to stare at the sterile white flooring. "...I'm not crying about that you daft human... you wouldn't understand." You practically sneer back, but it's clear your too physically and emotionally exhausted to actually have any bite to your voice when it cracks slightly. "Y/N, you're going to have to talk—" Interrupting Fury's already frustrated line of questioning with a violent flurry of plants from your skin, enveloping yourself and clear view of anything in your small, confined cell. "NO! I DONT HAVE TO ANSWER TO ANY OF YOU! YOU ARE BENEATH ME, YOU PETULANT FOOLS!" You practically screech at the top of your lungs, your growing various flora pressing up and against the metal and glass threatening to burst open the metal container keeping you, and seemingly your emotions contained.

"Code 54-65, prisoner threatening security breach, West 42." Fury calls in quickly, promptly stepping back and drawing a small handgun from his side, which almost seems pointless as the cell creaks and grunts, the walls bending and melding before the glass window falls onto the floor with a loud crash and shatter, a torrential, green tornado encompases the room, your figure emerging from the blur of green with a furiously red yet sobbing wet face. Your hair splaying wildly around your head, curling upwards as some of the vines sprouting from your calves help lift you off of the floor, making you seem more imposing.

"I AM NOT AN ANIMAL THAT WILL ALLOW YOU TO KEEP ME CAGED!" You scream with burning tears streaming down your face before a sudden barrage of bullets rings out from the right side of you, a wall of thick vines swiping away the soldiers, making them fly back and hit the walls with a slight groan, your face a deep shade of fiery red, your eyes blazing a deep green before another shot rings out, different to the SHIELD agents bullets that catches you off guard. A dart lands squarely in your neck, making your breath hitch and expression darken, your vines and ivy swirling wildly around you as you try to leap forwards at Fury again, seeing his gun swiped across the floor alongside the ither agents guns. Then it all goes dark again after another one of those odd sounding shots rang out, a slight pinch in your side making you wince before you're out again.

Landing with a thud and tumble across the floor in the mix of metal and glass rubble once more, your breathing evening out while the various flora slowly recede back into your bruised skin, leaving you a battered, emotionally and physically exhausted, hurt and crying woman on the floor.

"Thank you, Soldier. About time." Fury called out with that signature sarcastic tone as Bucky Barnes himself steps forwards, a dart gun in his metal hand while his hair curtains his face messily while he looks down on you with a conflicted expression. "What happened to her?" Bucky asks with a gruff voice, but his gaze following you as a group of SHIELD agents begins to transport you to a new, presumably more secure room, Fury sighs with a slight head nod and almost thoughtful expression, "Loki. She's lived with him for centuries and... clearly, he's gotten firmly in her head." The pair both watch in silence as your limp and unconscious body is taken out of the room before Bucky speaks up with a slight huff, "...Don't lock her up like that again, I'm not saving another team from... whatever that was."

Fury scoffed with a slight half-chuckle, grabbing his gun that was discarded off the floor and re-holstering it and walking past Bucky, barely goancing back as he nods his head slightly for Bucky to follow in step, "Well, we have no other realistic choice, her powers are too unpredictable, she's younger than both Thor and Loki, she's unstable, shes—" Bucky stops as they follow behind the cot with you in it, watching as they hurdle into the elevator, his jaw clenching slightly as he speaks in a rough, low voice. "You can't lock her up even more, Fury, she'll just get... worse, and I ain't helpin' you out with that one again. You're on your own with whatever other broken mess you've brought in here."

"Well, that, Soldier, is where you're wrong. You're gonna help her, you're probably be the best one here to help her. And guess what? That means you is helping me out so I suggest you get to it." And with that, Fury turned away down one of the many hallways in the SHIELD headquarters, leaving Bucky alone in the hallways apart from the few remaining Agents, cleaning up the destroyed cell before he turns toward the elevator where you'd been taken away, his gaze trickling down to notice a small, almost sad looking flower. Curiously, he glances down the halls through his hair before colrouching down, his natural hand reaching out and grabbing the flower, noticing the soft purple of the small petals. A Verbena. Picking it up and standing up straight just before the elevator doors ding open, Bucky cautiously brings the flower to his nose, inhaling its pleasantly subtle scent while stepping into the otherwise empty elevator. His mind slightly drifting as he reaches up to the floor buttons, pressing the one he guesses they took you to, the one they put him and Steve on the first time.

Bucky tucks the small bundle of Verbena in his pocket, the scent lingering in his nostrils as he watches the floors tick by silently, his jaw clenched as his foot taps impatiently against the metal floors before the doors slide back open, the muffled screeches coming from down the halls already signal which room your definitely in. His feet moving without thinking with purpose but silently, almost hesitantly as your screams, no, cries of anguish reverberate of the walls, making Bucky flinch backwards slightly. Rounding a final corner Bucky just stares, seeing you, both darts he had shot earlier gone and discarded now, but in their place is a few medical IVs' one for liquids but one with, what hes guessing is morphine. But you look fucking wrecked. Your face flushed and seemingly terrified, tears dried and streaked down your cheeks while your hands and feet tied down to a hed as your waist also has a strap around it.

Bucky swallowed fucking hard. That was all he could do. Nothing he could say could tear your hurt, confused and scared expression from his mind, the one way mirror that separated him and you made his stomach twist and jerk violently. Fury said he had to help? Well first things first, Fury gets a fucking earful from an angry Super Soldier that is definitely, not at all rehabilitated in the slightest.

Authors note: like i said, i have no fucking clue if this makes any sense, if u like it please ask to be added to a taglist or sum or let me know if u like it cause i keep daydreaming this 24/7

[aceofheartsssss]

BRO WHY ARE PEOPLE SO FUCKIN’ HYPERSEXUAL OVER Bucky Barnes?!?! You’ve turned him into a motherfucking sex object. (Imma rant, he means a lot to me.)

The way I’ve seen some of these people write him and talk about him is actually fucking insane!!!

No, he would NOT fuck your brains out like a madman, would NOT choke you, would NOT throw you around like a ragdoll, or hit you, or yank your hair, or be super rough, violent, aggressive, and feral. He was literally the fucking Winter Soldier. He has fucking trauma, he would NOT be violent towards his lover. It’s not in his nature.

We literally see him interact with women romantically and he’s so sweet and gentle the entire time. He’s the gentleman type of guy. We literally see that shit on screen, it’s canon. He’s a lover. A serious, traumatized touch-starved, yet sweet gentleman. I can see him being very loving, intense, and passionate as fuck but nothing more.

Some of you people have turned him into a daddy dom human sex doll or some shit, and that’s it. He has no depth, no in-character personality, just sex, dirty talk, sex, and more sex. That’s not what he is.

Sometimes I feel like I’m the only one that still actually loves him and understands his complex character instead of just lusting.

[sonderinghiraeth]

Loki gets so. pissed. When he sees the way you interact with Bucky.

He's stewing from across the living room, black pants legs crossed into a vice, and shoulders hunched with a grimace strong enough to make even Fury scamper by.

His view?

You, laughing your ass off as you introduce TikTok memes to Bucky. Bucky's trying to laugh along, but the confusion on his face from the absurdity of some of the videos is obvious.

Still, it's the way you're leaning into him as you clasp your hand over your mouth to contain your shrieks of laughter. The way Bucky is looking down at you with a crooked grin. Why can't he have you like that?

Oh, maybe that's because he's never tried. Sure, the two of you could be considered friends, but it was a tightwire bond. It was easy to piss you off, and Loki couldn't help but indulge in the way you would pinch at your temples and contort your face in annoyance at almost any words he spoke. He would dare even say you were more attractive when you were like that. Did you not also take pleasure in the fact that every time you left a lingering touch on him, maybe a pause for too long, or the few times you did outwit him, that it quite obviously left him flushed and arguably hard?

So why was he pea green with envy right now, when it wasn't even Bucky that was making you belly laugh like this? Well, why didn't you show him TikTok when he arrived at the tower? It made his skin crawl all the more so that both of you were totally oblivious to his aura that was practically radiating displeasure.

It's not like he can't leave the room.

He sat there for almost an hour, spectating you blabbering off to Bucky about the certain history of memes, leaving him even more clueless than when the two of you started this little charade. Barnes didn't deserve you. He deserved you. He would understand your stupid TikTok memes!

So, of course, when you rest your hand on Bucky's chest like you would him, eyes flickering momentarily to his lips as the stupid soldier gave you eyes like you hung the moon, telling him that it was pretty late, and you both had an early meeting tomorrow, Loki was hot on your trail to the elevator, deathly silent.

It was only when you were both inside and the door was closed that Loki spoke.

"Have I done something to anger you?"

His chilling silver tongue had turn to flames.

You cocked a brow, glancing at him. "Nothing more than usual."

That's it. Loki grunted in annoyance, jerking his hand. With it, the elevator came screeching to a stop, obviously done by the use of his magic.

"Do you think this is amusing? Is it child's play to you?" He asked, with every word he stepped closer until he was caging you in the corner of the stalled elevator.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" You coughed an awkward laugh, glancing around wildly for any sign of escape. He liked that fear in your eyes. It was so cute how they turned glassy in reaction, and your mascara accenting the droop of your lids.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about. The way you cuddle up so closely to that dimwit soldier, laughing and cooing at him right in front of me. You must take me a fool, and you yourself one if you think I'm going to put up with it."

"Oh, you're jealous?" You straightened your posture, mouth slightly agape. Loki Laufeyson. Jealous. Those two words meshed like oil and fire, but you had no idea just how far it stretched. "Is that it?"

But the vice grip your chin landed in between Loki's fingers left you stumbling, causing him to catch you by the hip with his free hand. He was almost bruising. "Careful with that mouth." He hissed, deathly close to your lips. He was just at the tipping point of his limit after months and months of dancing around one another.

"You don't fucking own me."

That was more than enough. Loki's lips were sent crashing into your own, brutal and cold with teeth clashing in an angry fight for your submission. You couldn't say you weren't enjoying it, nipping at his lip in protest and whining against his mouth. However, Loki was a pure stranger to letting up.

Instead, he had you arched against the wood panel of the elevator. His hand that was originally on your hip now slinked around to the small of your waist to press you into him. His hard-on was obviously against the side of your plush thigh, and you couldn't help but feel a dribble of slick begin to leak around your clothed folds.

"There it is. That's what I thought." He husked, kissing along the side of your jaw as his free hand sent goosebumps under your shirt, his entire body ice cold. You bit back a whimper, clamping so hard on your lip you feared it might bleed. This was a dog whistle to Loki, earning a smirk between the caverns of your collarbone. "Go on, make those pretty little noises. It's just us in here..."

You choked out your words, meeker than you intended. "They're-They're gonna see... They're gonna know-the elevator.." You were grasping for any word that came to your brain, eyes screwed shut tight to focus.

"Let them." He sighed, his mouth lingering down to your jeans as he toyed with the silver button that kept him from what he envisioned at night.

And when he pulled them down, panties and all, what a sight you were to behold. A gentle spider's web of a string pulled from the folds of your cunt to the fabric of your panties, earning a delicious sigh from the God below you. "That is just too good." He teased, bringing his face closer to your cunt to breathe over it.

The coolness in contrast with the heat of the elevator had your knees buckling, white knuckling onto the railing to either side of you. "Loki-" You whined out, forcing to steady yourself.

"Oh? What is it?" He had that cat's grin, just inches away from your already swollen bud as he fanned ice over her. "Too much already?"

You shook your head fervently, mouth parted to hiss out pitiful moans just from the proximity. "Please, pleas- Need you. Need you now."

Loki clicked his tongue, inky hair resting against your thigh. "Oh, I know you do." He purred, gently lolling his head back upright before allowing his tongue to encapsulate the entirety of you. A long, freezing stripe trailing all the way from the base of your cunt to the top where your clit buzzed uncontrollably.

You moaned. Loud. Loud enough for Loki to chuckle and make better work of his tongue, diving in and parting the sea of your wetness to slurp every bit of it up. It was a divine sight to behold. You, knees shaking so hard they were vibrating. Loki, taking the utmost pleasure in the lewd sounds that slipped out from between your cunt as he showed off one of his very best features.

Every inch of your body bristled in protest when Loki's tongue left you, but you were just short of protesting before Loki had you flipped around and gripping the railing for support, arched the opposite way where your breasts gained view of the tile floor below.

"I'll show you who owns you." His voice came low from behind you, the rustling of clothing reaching your ears. "That is, if I haven't already."

You could feel it so prominently as it teased the entrance of your pussy, cool to the touch and stretching even with just the head. You were sure he couldn't fit. You were positive you were about to make an absolute fool out of yourself.

Two inches in, and you were whimpering out with your head hung low to brace for further impact. It was such a delicious cocktail of pain and pleasure, mixing into one to have you arched up against the wall with Loki's hands ensuring you couldn't possibly run further away.

And that's when all hell broke loose. Instead of continuing to ease himself inside of you, he grasped you backwards, letting you fall onto his cock yourself, feeling how the edges of yourself swallowed him whole until the plush of his abdomen met against your ass. You were there. You were at the hilt. And you felt utterly, impossibly full. You would be left in the shape of him for the rest of your life.

He was agonizingly slow with his first stroke, as if he was testing how much you could handle of him before he threw his inhibitions to the wind and truly had his way with you. However, you, on the other hand, were experiencing pure nirvana.

Your swollen lips from the way he gnashed at you earlier cried out when Loki began thrusting into you. In and out of your already weeping cunt with both hands, creating purple and blue constellations of bruises along the border of your hips and your ass. It almost felt like he was bullying you the way he was pulling you back onto him every time you thought you couldn't possibly take anymore. Your climax was returning, and soon.

The coil in your abdomen heated and tightened, pressing to meet your clit the faster Loki traded places abusing your cervix and your g-spot, keeping you clawing at the pressed wood in front of you for any sort of solace.

"Loki- 'M close-" You managed to blabber out, right cheek now squished against the wall by Loki's hand pressing into the side of your head.

"You are?" Loki purred, suddenly slowing despite the way his cock angrily twitched inside of you for his own release. "I don't know if you deserve it or not."

You scoffed, your eyes rolling to the side to meet his own. "No please! I've been good!" You cried, struggling against his grip to back into his length. "I-I've been so, so good- Loki-"

"Prove it." Loki gritted, slamming you back down to the hilt of his cock. "Tell me who you belong to. Tell me who you only belong to."

You drawled out a pleasuring groan, pulling yourself off of him to allow the mean God to slam back into you with a curse. "I belong to you!"

"Louder~" He chimed, reveling in how pathetic you were acting. "Tell all about it, love. How much you've craved this. How much you don't belong to that rust bucket."

You cracked out a laugh in between your moans, banging against the wall in overstimulation. You would have bruises on more than just your ass by morning. "I belong to fucking- fuck- Loki Laufeyson! I don't want Bucky-ngh.. I want you! You own me!"

Loki sighed a laugh, almost lazily, as he resumed his torturous pace from before, allowing your climax to begin rebuilding for the third time in the past thirty minutes. This time, he was egging you on, cooing into your ear about how everyone in the tower could probably hear you, how shameful it was that he didn't do this sooner, how much he had you now.

And after little encouragement, you came unraveled right there in the elevator, cussing and whining and drawing the two together to become all the same. Loki grazing at your neck, chest pressed to your back to ride you through it with little mutters of praise until the vice clenching of your cunt slowed. Only then could you feel the heat between your walls where Loki had came himself.

Moments, perhaps minutes, might have passed before Loki pulled out of you in an agonizingly slow stroke. You took a moment to glance back, seeing the cocktail of both your releases coating him. He just smiled that usual smile when he always got what he wanted. The elevator shook, screeching in protest before reviving to life. Your eyes went bug, and Loki just shrugged. "Best pull those pants up."

And you did, shakily, might you add. It was hard for your knees not to totally buckle after you had been railed in a fawning position for who knows how long. You also couldn't help but notice that the elevator buttons only had Loki's floor lit now. You allowed it. Just for tonight.

The two of you stumbled into Loki's room, with Loki offering little aid to the obvious struggle you were encountering. Instead, he simply trailed over to one of his dressers, pulling out an abnormally human shirt and tossed it your direction.

You barely caught it, raising it up to notice it was a classic "I <3 NY" shirt. Over sized for you, tight fitting for him.

"It was what you call a housewarming gift.. From Stark." He explained, ensuring that you didn't get the idea that he went out of his way to buy something like that.

You chuckled. "You assume I'm spending the night?"

"I simply won't have it any other way." He replied, using his magic to change into his own lounge clothes around the time you were changing yourself. "I'm a villain, not a monster."

You rolled your eyes, crawling into bed with him. You had to admit, from all the early college flings and quick blinks of relationships, no one had ever fucked you like that. Would the entire tower know about it tomorrow? Probably. But right now that was not something for the moon above to concern itself with.

However, a certain someone already knew well in advance.

Your phone, which you had set on the nightstand, buzzed once to indicate a message. Loki was currently busying himself with a night time read. You pull it from the side of you, opening the text.

From: Barnes

"Did it work?"

12:37 a.m.

You snickered to yourself, busying your fingers with the keyboard.

"Like a charm. Couldn't've done it without you."

12:38 a.m.

You turned off your phone, setting it back in its place before turning over and making your home in the crook of Loki's free arm for the night. And the next, and for all the nights continuing on.

Maybe sometimes jealousy did do the trick.

[xanax-orig]

Universal Divide

Loki x f!reader!!!!! part idk anymore 7??

omg hi so sorry, here let me feed u some sustenance babe

part 6 is here babes ↓↓↓

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💬 6  🔁 2  ❤️ 9 · Universal Divide · Loki x fem!reader part 6 (i think?!) (not my GIF, but god i love that clip) part 5 was here ↓↓↓ U

authors note: OMG HIII, i havent updated this in forever (major writes block and... life) this is once again, wtitten whike im absolutely goinked off my gourd so sorry for spelling mistakes, grammatical errors etc, no olot summary bc im lazy and u should defo read the series babe. IM SORRY ITS SHORT!!!!

It had been a few hours since Loki had left your room, finally making sure you had drifted off nicely before he dissapates in a soft, green shimmer, returning back to the Avengers Tower, his sweatpants still slung low on his hips as he already hears a furious pounding in his door. "LOKI! Open the fucking door!" Tonys voice rang out through the barrage of knocking, grabbing a shirt from the chair lazily pulled away from his desk, Loki moves to open the door with a tired scowl adorning his features.

"Where in the hell have you been?!" Thor and Tony stand in Lokis doorway, both wearing a mixed expression of anger and slight panic. "None of either of your concerns, though, Stark, I must speak to you about some-" Loki tries to brush of their concern, feigning his usual nonchalant demeanor, however the expression contorting on Tony's face makes him stop short, "We've been trying to find you everywhere, even Vision couldn't find you, Loki." Thor seems more sympathetic to his brother, yet the frustration radiating off of Stark seems to be a more pressing issue. "Where. The. Fuck. Have. You. Been." Tony grits through his teeth his arms crossed firmly agaisnt his chest as he stares daggers back at Loki, whos still lazily leaning in the doorway. "I was merely... visiting a friend, but I'm back, I didn't run away and try and take over the world. Stark, you worry far too much." Thor tries to signal behind Tonys back towards Loki, not to antagonize Tony any more than he already has, yet Tonys face turns a deep shade of red in anger as he scoffs, "You're the one that has tried to send an alien invasion because you were mad at Daddy, fucking forgive me for worrying about the guy who did that."

Lokis eyes flash with a mix of anger and amusement as he straightens up off of the doorframe, yet he throws his hands up in mock surrender, "Alright, touché, though, I wasn't doing anything nefarious, I swear it." Tony's jaw clenches, his fists balled at his sides, he looks like he's about to argue more, yet Thor places a placating hand on Tony's shoulder.

"Perhaps... We should get going Tony, there is lots we must talk to Loki about..." He trails off loosely, flicking his gaze back up to Loki, who's still leaning nonchalantly in the doorway, "...and I'm sure Loki has lots he'd like to talk to us about."

Waking up once more, sun trickling through behind your curtains, blearily you blink awake. Adjusting to the morning light you begin to drag yourself out of bed and around your apartment, starting your morning routine with a large stretch and yawn before sitting for a moment, almost reminiscing of the night before with Loki. He'd stayed all night, or at least until you fell asleep, just... talking. About anything and everything. From the simplest 'how are you?' to his universe, his Avengers and timeline.

For a moment you sit in the silence, letting a soft smile tug at your lips, trying to hide it by biting your bottom lip before finally getting up for a well-deserved shower. Or well, who knows whats going to happen anymore, might as well look nice for the first time in a while. Getting out of the refreshing steaming hot water, towel drying your hair before moving back over to the bathroom mirror, wiping the glass with your hand and revealing your reflection, you notice almost like... a small bite? You and Loki had gotten rather, touchy, last night so to speak, but you couldnt remember him leaving a mark, let alone a bite mark at that. Perhaps he had left it after you fell asleep? Perhaps he had left it when you were still sitting in his lap and hadn't noticed?

Fucked if you knew.

But it seemed too deliberate, the placement just higher than a normal shirt collar, but still half covered if you wore one. You stand frozen for a moment, just letting your fingers brush against the mark, your brow slightly furrowed before you shrug it off. Loki left it, either as a sign he is real or maybe hes just marking what he's decided is his already. A slight warm creeps across your cheeks before turning to get dressed in your room, shaking off the small flutter in your stomach. But you stop short. Noticing just out of the corner of your eye a small, folded piece of parchment. Carefully, you pick it up, unfurlung it to reveal beautifully scripted letters, elegant, fluid strokes that read plainly,

"Wear something gorgeous tonight, I'll be back with a surprise for my new favorite mortal - L"

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Universal Divide

Loki x fem!reader part 6 (i think?!)

(not my GIF, but god i love that clip)

part 5 was here ↓↓↓

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Universal Divide Loki x fem!reader part 4 was here ↓↓↓ Universal Divide Loki x fem!Reader :) Part 4 authors note: OMG HI SO SORRY,

Part 6!

Authors Note: okay so i fucked up the first time i went to post this because im violently, absolutely, mind boggling, off my fucking cracker high rn, so sorry for any spelling mistakes, sorry theres not a summary once again, absolutely torched rn, cheech and fucking chonged and its 6:34am and i pumped this out in an hour after getting home from work, enjoy because im a sadistic whore who teases yall.

"What?" My face bloomed at his question, my mind reeling with his sudden and curious question. "Would you kiss me?" Loki enunciates each word, his voice shifting to be more serious, his face seemed almost nervous now, starkly different from his usual demeanor as he steps closer again, I feel my mouth run dry as a strained stutter falls from my lips. "I-I, I'm sorry, what?"

My thoughts reeled with millions of the times I'd hoped, longed, perhaps even prayed for this, yet I was mildly terrified as he stepped closer to my bed. The dim bedside lamp illuminating his features, only now they were different, sharper, meaner even, his chest heaving as he looks down on me, his gaze preadatory as I sit up straighter. His skin starting to spot in blue patches, he seemed taller now, at least by a foot, my mouth ran dry as he blinked and his gaze turned from its usual blue to a deep red.

Loki leaned down, his features now completely changed yet still so, Divine, just as his voice was smoother now, deeper as well. "Would. you. kiss. me. Now, don't make me ask again, otherwise, I won't be as nice about it, Y/N." Hesitantly, as he almost traps my gaze into his fiery red one, I feel my head nod before I can stop myself Loki smirks down at me, leaning in closer to my ear, his warm breath fanning the shell of my ear as his nose brushes against my hair, "That's a good little mortal, at least your honest.. You have no idea how long I've been waiting for you."

I felt his large hand tangle into the back of my hair, quickly pulling my lips to his, kissing me like a man starved as I melt under him. Lokis lips moving harshly against mine as my hands reach up to drag over his cold, exposed chest, his lips roughly forcing mine apart while my hands explore his cold skin eagerly kissing him back as he slowly presses down ontop of me. A small whimper escapes my lips as his larger frame almost consumes mine, barely hovering above me as he roughly kisses me, his massive hands never ceasing to roam over my curves before he pulls back abruptly, still keeping his lips just hovering over mine. "Are you alright? I know, I'm sorry, I just had to see you.. Jotuns aren't very satiable until they see their.. Love, so to speak..."

My eyes widen as I stare back at him, a small stutter once again leaving my lips as he sits up, pulling me to sit on his lap. "Loki.. I might just need a second.." I mumble as I rest in his lap, leaning my head onto his cold shoulder. "I know, I can go if you'd like." He mumbles into my hair, his chin resting on my head as he inhales deeply, his offer laced with genuine concern, yet he keeps me tightly in his hold,"No, don't go, please I just.. it's a lot."

Loki nods into my hair, holding me tightly against his chest, his hands and claws dragging over my clothes and back, sending shivers down my spine. We sit together for a while, my eyes roaming over his new Jotun form, the soft ridges on his arms and scars littering his torso. My fingertips grazing against his rough skin, brushing against his sides and muscles appreciatively and curiously, causing him to tense and shudder under my touch, even with me barely touching him.

Lokis claws trail down my spine, lifting his head as his form slowly shifts back, his skin going back to a warm, soft supple touch as he envelopes me in his warmth, his arms tightening around my waist possessively, gripping my hips tightly as my face is buried against his chest. "..Did I scare you?" Lokis voice is quiet, barely a whisper in my room, "No, No not scared me, just.. overwhelmed me for a second." I muse softly, tilting my head up to gaze at his reformed features from his chest, "I'm glad... Norns, I could hold you like this forever." Loki breathes into my ear, pressing a small kiss to my forehead before sitting up to look down on me better.

"Loki, I'm really starting to not know if this is real or not, I'm a little scared I'm about to wake up to you gone." I mumble into his chest, feeling his hand gently cup my cheek, tilting my gaze to look into his now icy-blue eyes. "I will never leave your side, Y/N, as long as you'll have me, of course." He replies softly, giving a small, dry chuckle before his hand pushes back to run through my hair as he pulls me back flush against him, my head resting on his collarbone as I hum softly, "I would like that, but don't you have.. y'know responsibilities, and your from a whole other universe how would that-" Loki brings his finger up to my lips as I ramble, gently silencing me.

"I will organize that, you mustn't worry about that darling.. I promise, you can either choose.." Loki pauses, not even for dramatic effect for once, because he's genuinely nervous to propose this idea to you. "Yes, what is it?"

"You can either choose, to stay here, forget about me, not have to worry about any mischief or chaos I may bring to your life, or you can come with me. But I would have to warn you, it wouldn't be easy. Not in the slightest, unfortunately." Loki answers softly, his voice cracking slightly as he finishes. His hand stills on my sides as my body slowly tenses, I cant, can I?

I feel my arms slide to his sides, gently tracing his bare chest as my mind reels with the possibilty, finally, I'm offered with an absolute twist in fate, a choice for myself to change my entire life, something I only believed to be a fiction of my day-dreaming literally underneath my lap as his fingers loosely card through my hair. My breath catches in my throat as I barely part my lips to speak into his neck, but he beats me to it, "You can think about it, Y/N, I'm not going to make you choose something like this right now, but please, really think about it. Please?" His last word almost comes off as a desperate, soft begging plea, his arms flexing around me, like I'm the one who might disappear at any moment.

My eyes flutter closed, my shoulders relaxing with a soft, relieved breath I hadn't realized I was holding, "Thank you, Loki." I tilt my head back slightly to gaze back at him with new formed appreciation and softness, his eyes crinkling slightly in the corners as he looks down smiling softly at me, his eyes swimming in nerves and a soft warmth that bleeds into mine, "You can think about it for the next two days, but by then, you have to have your answer. Understood?"

"Yes, I can do that." I nod reassuringly as my hand gently reaches out, brushing his strau hair behind his ear, a small but intimate gesture as my fingers linger on his jaw before quickly dropping back down. Lokis smile twitches slightly as it widens before he pulls me back close to him, his hand tnagled in the back if my hair forcing me to nuzzle into his neck, I inhale his scent deeply as I wrap my arms around his torso, "Good," He breathes into my hair, his grip tightening once more as I shift slightly in his lap, stretching my legs out as his hand squeezes my waist softly, "Can we stay like this for a while?"

"Of course, we can."

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Universal Divide

Loki x fem!reader

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Universal Divide Loki x fem!Reader :) Part 4 authors note: OMG HI SO SORRY, i didnt actually think anyone would read my shit but hey, n

Warnings: Smut, f in v, p in v, cuck Loki ig guys, rough lowkey clumsy fingering, idk dub con ig bc reader doesnt know hes watching.

Summary: Loki is desperately in love with Y/N, but she A. lives in another universe, B. she just got out of a serious relationship, and C. he just introduced himself to her. Loki gets caught daydreaming by Thor, his mind filled with rather deplorable thoughts of you and your ex partner, he then slinks off, perhaps to seek you once more.

Authors note: Omg hi guys, hope u like it, i lowkey write all my fics really fucking high so im sorry for spelling mistakes, ill reread tmrw and fix it dw (not my GIF)

As his day dragged on in the tower, Loki couldn't focus. Not an ounce. His mind wandered on how to explain everything to you, how to not overwhlem you, yet his mind wandered still. Loki tapped his pen rhythmically against a stack of files Stark had laying around his lab, his eyes staring off into space as clinking gears and metal scraping filled the room.

He hadn't meant to see you naked, never, he wanted too but he couldn't, until he accidentally stumbled into watching you in a rather.. compromising position with your at the time partner. One leg up over his shoulder as the other lay over his, spread wide as his fingers stretched your cunt, your head falls back in bliss, lips parted as whimpers fall loosely as your hips grind down onto his hand.

Loki stumbles back slightly at the sight, feeling his face flush a deep shade of red, even as his magic covers himself from you both he feels a sense of embarrasment and excitement at seeing you so.. so utterly perfect. Just in the wrong hands of course.

Another whine escapes your lips as your (ex) partners hand curls up, hitting deeper, his thumb now furiously yet clumisly rubbing your clit. Lokis cock strains against his already tight slacks, your bosy so perfectly splaid open for him has him biting back a groan as you become more desperate as you begin to reach your peak.

Lokis hands twitched at his sides before slowly reaching for his zipper, popping the top button without second thought as your whimpers and the sound of your drenched pussy filled the room. His boxers barely constraining his cock as he pushes them down, lazily stroking his own cock, half in rhythm of the fingers clumsily using your cunt. Lokis eyes never leave your flushed face, eyes half lidded as your orgasm finally washes over you, his own hand moving faster as your partners hand doesn't stop pumping his fingers in and out of your already aching pussy. More moans and whimpers fall from your lips as your next orgasm grows, your chest heaving as short brearhy gasps escape your lips, your hips bucking desperately trying to guide hisbhand to that one special spot you, oh so desperately desire. "Please, fuck there, please, please don't stop..!"

Your desperate pleas and whines as you chase your orgasm sends Loki chasing his own, his hand pumping over his cock furiously as he watches your hands dart out to your nipples, gently tugging and twisting as your inner walls spasm around your partners fingers, drenching them in your release as Loki watches on. Forecfully you get flipped onto your stomach, your backside perched high in the air as a loud smack rings out in the room alongside a loud whimper from you, muffled by the bedding. Lokis hand moves faster now as he sees your partners cock, teasing his tip against your entrance Oh fuck, how he longed, no, needed, to be the one inbetween your legs. Needed to taste your sweet insides as you rode his face, gripped his hair, came undone on him, his face, fingers, his cock.

Loki needed it all.

A sharp gasp and whine came from your face in fhe sheets as his cock bottomed out inside of you, it wasn't particularly large or thick, but it was a good, boyfriend, size if you will. Your psrtners hands pressed down against your hips, guiding you as he began to thrust, hitting hard and deep still making you moan and whimper in return. Your cunt clenched nicely around his cock, your ass bouncing againstbhis hips as Loki feltnhis own release nearing, his hand furiously stroking his cock as he looked down at you. He was so close, on the very edge, his movements becoming desperate and sloppy, not holding back his needy groans anymore, your name falling from his lips almost like a blessing- or a curse, he thought.

"BROTHER?!"

Loki's head snapled up as the pen he was holding fell from his hands, now slightly shaken from being so zoned out. He glances up at see Thor, of course, staring fown at him, his expression a mix of confusion and worry as his brother wasn't responding. "Yes, brother?" Loki tries to fehain his normal, nonchalant composure, failing utterly miserably as his voice cracks slightly.

"Are you alright? I mean, really, okay?" Thors voice lowers slightly, almost caringly, Loki thought for a moment before scoffing. "Of course I'm alright, i was just.. lost in thought, is all. Don't fret so much." He shakes hisbhead as he straightens in his chair, smoothing his suit once more before he quickly stands, scraping the mrtal against the smooth flooring. "I wasn't 'fretting' brother, merely making sure. For the teams piece of mind, of course." Thor adds the last part hastily, almost, nervously as Loki stands. Thor slowly rises, mimicking Lokis stance before he shrugs, "You would tell me if something was truly wrong wouldn't you?"

"Yes, if it was truly bad I would." Loki agrees, giving a small affirmative nod as his voice lowers again, "But this is not truly bad, maybe even.. good." He pauses dramatically studying Thors expression before giving a deep chuckle. "I will see you later, Brother." The words drip from his tongue with venom almost, an undertone of sincerity betrays him as he spins on his heels, his mind racing with the relief of walking away from Thor without having to explain. His cock pressing against his thigh and pants, now a permanent reminder of that night in question. He fucking needed you. And he was damned if he wasn't going to get you.

He knew he shouldn't, couldn't ask this of you so off to hsi room he slunk, ignoring any other sign of life as he locked his room, immediately ripping off his pants as he lay back on his bed, his mind filled with those images of you under him, getting absolutely fucked out just from his fingers. Loki came once.. then twice, then three times, even when he came for a fourth, thigh shaking time he still wasn't satisfied. He couldn't fucking think clearly all because he daydreamed about fucking your tight, delicious cunt. And he reveled in it, the way you had so much utter control over him without even knowing it sent him spiraling as he began to stroke his cock again, his cum coated over his torso and hips as his legs shake again. His thumb running over his tip, his head falling back, eyes fluttering closed as a low whimpered moan escapes him. His cock an angry shade of red as his moans and whimpers fall loosely, needily, desperately. He needs you. He knows he can't satisfy himself. But he can't ask you. He could never.

Hours later, he's still a whimpering, sweat-coated, absolutely lusting God as his hand slows once more after his many orgasms. His cum almost burned to release now, yet he couldn't stop. Not now. Not ever. Not until he could touch you.

Lokis mind spins as he falls back into his plush linens once more, his cock twitching in a fucked mix of pain and pleasure as a small whine escapes him, he can't ask you. Could he? His dry tongue darts out to try to moisten his lips as he runs a hand ghrough his hair. He knew you read, fiction, about him, he knew it often was more detailed often than not, so would you really be so opposed to it? "Its too overwhelming, too much.. she'd be too flustered.." He mutters breathlessly, his chest still heaving as he sits up, "But would she really say no..?"

As you lay back in your bed, rolling onto your side in the darkness you couldn't help but feel an odd sense of disappointment. Loki hadn't returned that night, at least not visibly, you felt foolish younhad even dared to hope it was even more than a mere dream, a weird half awake half asleep dream. Yeah, surely that was it.

While your eyes begin to flutter shut, the room filled with nothing more than the sound of the curtains brushing against the frame with the light summers breeze, a glimmer of green bleeds beyond your eyelids. You snap your eyes open, reveling in the sight you'd hoped for all night, "You're back." A small relieved chuckle escapes you as you shift to sit up straighter, reaching over to flick on the lamp.

As the light breaks through the room, Loki is disheveled. His hair wild, his eyes burning with a new kind of an intensity, his suit replaced with a pair of long hanging sweatpants and no shirt. Your eyes widen and breath hitching in your throat as the light glides off his porcelain-like skin, his arms crossed against his defined yet lean muscled chest. "I have a question, a very serious one. And you have to be honest."

Your eyes still lingering over his half naked form, lips darting out to gently lick your lips as you meet his gaze once more, realizing he's stepped closer, illuminating his face even nicer in the dim light. Nodding softly, he drops his arms to his sides, sloughing almost, "If I..." He takes a sharp breath, making his nerves even clearer as Loki runs hisnhand up through his hair, "Fuck.. okay, here goes. If I asked if you would kiss me, would you?"

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Universal Divide

Loki x fem!Reader :)

Part 4

authors note: OMG HI SO SORRY, i didnt actually think anyone would read my shit but hey, next part at least. Its a bit short but i just wanted to put this one out bc i felt a bit bad but here we are babes. also im not gonna keep doing summaries cause im lazy and dont really know what to even write lmao. (also not my GIFs)

part 3 babes ^^^

Universal Divide. Loki x fem!Reader :) Universal Divide Part 2 babes. Universal Divude Warnings: Stalkerish, jealous! Loki (we lo

Around the Tower, everyone had slowly picked up on the multiple days Loki kept coming in absolutely exhausted, eventually, one of the team would force him to his room for rest. But of course, he did anything but. Instead, he'd visit you, of course still hidden, but just to be near you brought him a new, strange sense of comfort. After watching you at the bar that night, and afterwards, a new surge flooded his system. A surge of protectiveness.

Loki watched over you for another two nights, wasting his precious hours debating how to show himself to you, how to ask.

How to convince you.

As another morning seeped through your curtains, another circle portal appeared, signalling to Loki. Its time to go. He stood reluctantly, his magic fading in a beautiful green shimmer, Loki barely takes a step before a small rustle stops him in his tracks. Barely glancing over his shoulder back to your bed, he sees you. Staring. At him.

Loki freezes in place as the small portal closes and realizes he has to explain himself now, he turns to face you better, smoothing out his nonexistent creases along his black, tailored suit. Slowly you creep up from the covers, your eyes wide and lips slightly parted as you gaze up at him.

You both sit (and stand) frozen, both from shock but entirely different reasons. Slowly, almost inching your hands towards your nightstand, your fingers curl around the first thing closest, being a bracelet, and hesitantly throw at him. As it hits his suit, and doesn't pass through, falling to the carpeted floor with a small 'thunk' a small smile flashes across your face. Whether or not it was of nerves or excitement - you're unsure.

Loki lets out a small chuckle as the bracelet hits his chest, watching it drop to the floor he quickly leans down, twirling the bracelet in his long, slender fingers. "That's a very fair move, my darling, perhaps too many movies though, I haven't done that move in quite a while, let alone would I do it with you, my dear."

His voice reverberates through your room, a strange glint dances through his eyes as he speaks, he slowly raises his fingers which still hold the bracelet, which gleams in the dim sunlight. Hesitantly, you take the bracelet from him, feeling his finger tips linger on your hand for a moment too long before placing it back on your bedside table.

"What- Why- I don-" Exasperated at your own stuttering you groan as your fingers run over your face, gently tugging under your eyes dramatically as you tilt your head back, trying to process any of what is happening.

Lokis chuckle rumbles deep in his chest at your stunned stuttering, running his own hand up through his hair, he slowly sits down on the edge of your bed, leaving a decent amount of space between the two of you. "I know this probably seems absurd, mental even, but just let me explain."

Nodding softly as words fail you once more, closing your mouth as a small, broken stutter is all that comes out. "I'm not here to hurt you, or anything like that please, do not be scared, Y/N." His voice soothes your ears as it falls from his tongue, dripping in an odd tone of sincerity, "Why're you in my room then?" You barely squeak back to him, your fingers absentmindedly picking at the blanket shrouded over your legs, pooling at your waist.

Loki lets a small sigh fall from his lips before he turns to face you once more, "I.. I wish to get to know you, Y/N." A small, almost nervous smile curls the corner of his lips, his gaze holding yours as your shoulders slowly slump, relaxing as he continues. "I shouldn't have woken you like this, I was hoping for something more... graceful, if you will." You nod softly, your eyes drift over his features in the slowly growing sunlight, he looks more... Divine. His jawline sharper than you'd thought, his eyes a piercing blue with intensity you had never noticed before, his suit almost impeccable as he slumps forwards himself.

As much as his features seem sharper, more perfect than ever, his eyes seem sunken in, his cheeks seemingly more hollow than what youd seen, even his hair more disheveled yet, still somehow charming. Loki's gaze boring into yours is almost painful as his hand twitches at his side, barely a breath away from yours now. "I know you probably have a lot of questions, but I just.." Loki sighs hard, his words catching in his throat as he tries again, "I want you to know.. the real me, not just the one in the movies you watch."

Slowly your expression softens as his fingers brush against yours, sending a shiver down your spine. "I'd like that, alot." Once more you flash him a small smile, letting your fingers brush back against his, hooking your pinky into his reassuringly. Loki's eyes flick back to yours with new found intensity, this time with a strange flicker of hope crossing his usually stern features. "Really?"

Your smile widens as you nod, his pinky tightening in yours as a portal reopens in your room again. You both glance over to see Strange tapping his wrist knowingly before Loki reluctantly turns back to you. "I'll be back, don't worry." His voice seems weaker now, almost vulnerable as you nod, watching him stand as you take your hand back from his, "Okay.. When..?" Curiousity overtakes you as he steps towards the circular portal, sitting up straighter as you're hesitant for him to even leave on such little information.

Loki turns back, taking a few steps back over to you, his hand reaching out to brush some hair from your face, "I will be back tonight, don't fret you'll live without me." He teases, thought his voice lacks it's usual bite as he steps back, offering a small smile and nod before stepping through.

Loki leaves you alone in your room once more, your mind reeling at the fact, the God of Mischief was just standing in your room. Wanted to get to know you.

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Universal Divide.

Loki x fem!Reader :)

Universal Divide Part 2 babes. Universal Divude Warnings: Stalkerish, jealous! Loki (we love), erm idk i dont write many fics... Sum

part 2 was here^^^ (i recommend reading the first two parts... im a but kooky rn.)

PART 3 BABES.

Warnings.. ig?: mentions of smut, drinking, swearing

Authors note: yall. sorry its lowkey kinda short again, promise the next one yall actually meet, im just a sucker for a slowburn, but also im on a fucking writing grind right the fuck now.

Summary: Y/N goes out after her breakup to try and drink away her woes for a night, Loki however watches from the shadows, making sure from a distance she is safe on the first day of his week long trial.

As you look sink back into your pillows, the sun still bleeding around the corners of your curtains, lightly covering your room in a small sheen of light as the film continues to play.

The room is filled with the quiet speech to the roar of the fight scenes as you drown your sorrows in food and cinema, the breakup hitting you a bit harder than you cared to admit. As the day drags on and the sun bleeding into the room moves and dims with the gradual sunset, Y/N finds themselves in a deep sleep, dreaming yes, but this was no ordinary dream.

Slowly, the pictures and colours of your dream meld together, a display of you, and Loki. Him taking you on dates, flowers, jewellery, your dream home, anything you could ever ask for. Then slowly once more the dream shifts, this time to you and Loki, living a seemingly normal life, living together, cooking, shopping, but once more it shifts.

This time as the picture shifts, it melds into a rough depiction of him delving between your thighs, his tongue expertly sucking and nipping on your sensitive bud making your back arch into him tugging his hair tight-

You snap awake, shooting up in bed as your breathing is weighing heavy on your chest. Running a hand through your already sleep-disheveled hair, a sigh escapes your lips as you flop back into your pillows, giggling softly as you replay the dream, still fresh in your mind.

Loki's hand hovers just above you, a slight tinge of green slowly dissipating as his shoulders roll back slightly. Watching your reaction to his true feelings made him, unsure. He knew you knew of his persona, already knew a piece of him, but there was so much more he was ready to share.

His fingers lingered on your jaw, barely a tickle to you, that you quickly brushed away as you sat back up in your pillows. Loki pulls back, watching you from your armchair as usual as you sit back watching the film ahead of you.

It had become a habit of his, watching his life, and his newfound 'coworkers' lives through a new lense, but today, you felt need to break tradition. You slowly slunk out of your bed, half rolling actually, as your friend had invited you for a night on the town. Reluctantly, she forced you to agree, meaning, you were now finding a nice outfit to wear to the bar.

Loki turned quickly as he saw you reach for your shirt, delicately moving towards your bedroom door, as he reached your door he realized it wasnt cracked open enough for him to fit through without you noticing the odd movement. He decided to take his chances.

Carefully he pushes your door open with his fingertips, barely enough for him to fit through as you continue to, unknowingly, change. Whipping your head towards your door as it creaks slightly, Loki barely makes it between the crack before you press the door shut. After pushing your door closed you shrug your shoulders, trying to release the nervous knots in your stomach as you pick your dress for the evening.

Loki, leans against the hallway wall, sighing a small breath of relief as he successfully snuck out of your room without you noticing any odd behaviour. He chuckles softly as he hears you rummage around, muttering to yourself, presumably asking:

'Where did I put that goddamn dress?'

Was the only thought running through your head as you threw your entire closet over your floor, mostly black clothes ate at the remaining carpet space before the silk, dark green peeked out from the bottom of your closet.

As you get ready, your phone buzzes constantly as your friend reminds you how long until they arrive, each text sends a flood of nerves yet anticipation as you slip on the dark green dress, the under skirt having a mix of mesh and another shade of green points to go with the main four silky dark leaf green points.

Slipping on a pair of fishnets underneath the dress, the points fall delicately down to just below your knees, quickly slipping on your small black cardigan over the finger wide straps and cinched neckline, a honk sounds from outside indicating its time to go.

As you slip out of your bedroom, Loki glances over your modest yet slightly revealing outfit as he glares towards the sound of the horn, you hurriedly put your shoes on, grabbing your purse and keys before half running to your friends car. Loki follows after you, still using his magic to conceal his presence, all the way to the bar.

Making your way into the bar with Mya had proven more difficult than usual, it was absolutely packed, music almost hurt your ears as you made your way towards the bartender to order, barely able to know if he'd actually heard you until he would return.

Loki was now visible to everyone around him, yet as most people were to drunk to even process who he was, he could sit and observe you from a decent distance while he sipped his own whiskey. He watched curiously, he had never seen you at a bar before, barely even drink. Loki wanted to see every part of you. Good, bad or otherwise.

As you thank the bartender for your drink, Mya quickly pulls you along with her to dance. Stumbling as she drags you, a small sip from your drink stops it from spilling everywhere before she starts trying to convince you to dance. "Let me have a few drinks first at least!" Your giggles barely cut over the music as you slink back towards the wall, leaning against it as you down half your drink already.

As the evening continues and the drinks flow more frequently, slowly you make your way back to Mya on the dance floor where shes lazily dancing with a guy before she happily sees you. "C'mon, I wanna do shots!" She yells over the music, grabbing your wrist as she drags your giggling, tipsy self back to the bar, promptly ordering four tequila shots.

Downing the first one quickly, you and Mya giggle at each other, seeing the others face. Slamming the second glass down as you scrunch your nose, the bartender whisks the glasses away as you both head back to dance together.

Loki's gaze hasn't left you for a second as you've drunk, his fingers twirl around his glass as you start to dance with your friend. Your curves beautifully filling out the dark green dress as you sway with the music, his eyes drift down your figure, pausing on your legs and hips as his drinks slowly catch up to him as well.

As you politely decline a random guy trying to dance with you, Mya rolls her eyes and scoffs before grabbing you away from the stranger. "You sure you don't just wanna rebound?" Her voice cracks over the music as a small smirk plasters her face, "Nah, I dont wanna deal with that tonight, lets just get fucked up!"

Loki smirks at your music muffled words, lingering a few feet away before getting a new drink for himself, "Anything else?" Loki pauses for a moment his gaze lingering on you, still dancing with a drink in hand, "Does she have a tab?" The bartender glances over as he pours a pint, "Yes, she does." "Put it on my tab for the rest of the night, don't let her pay."

Returning to the bar after a particularly fun dance, you order another drink, still assuming its going on your own tab, and another pair of shots for you and Mya.

As the evening drags on late into the night, you stumble back to the bartender, holding out your card before he stops you, "Dont worry, some guy paid for all your drinks." You hesitantly draw your card back into your purse, side-eyeing the bartender before asking, "Which guy?" He glances around the room, his eyes darting from each dimly lit corner to the next, "I think he went to the bathroom, don't worry kid, go home." He nods towards the door as the music slowly winds down, as you turn a small flash of black through the yellowed lighting walks behind you as you exit, to the cold, brisk breeze.

Loki follows, after he pays of course, watching curiously as you stumble into an uber, headed home. He quickly covers himself in magic again as he follows you home, expecting you to crash down on your bed immediately, but you don't.

Slinking out of your clothes into a far comfier shirt and short combo, you climb into bed quickly turning on some more music.

Music drifts down your hallway as you sink back in your pillows, drunkenly humming and singing along. Loki sits next to you on your bed, chuckling to himself as he watches you drunkenly forget the words, sometimes even the melody.

He sits with you for a while, enjoying your company and singing, slowly the sun starts to pierce around your curtains, prompting you to slump back once more into your pillows, your soft hums slowly becoming soft snores as you drift off to a drunken sleep.

Loki uncovers himself, a small green glow sparkling through your room as he gently reaches out, tracing your jawline and cheeks. His eyes dart to your lips as a small sigh comes from you before snapping back to stand up straight once more, his hand lingers on your cheek for a moment before he leans back down, pressing a small, quick kiss to your forehead. "Sleep well, my little mortal."

As Loki steps back through the small spinning portal, Strange glances back at him, "Six days left, lover boy." Lokis jaw clenches at his words but he scoffs instead, turning to face a new portal to head back to Stark at the Tower, another sleepless night for him to try and brush off.

AHHHHH, I HOPE YOU LIKED IT... but ill prolly make another one tmrw, or today idfk

[xanax-orig]

Universal Divide

Part 2 babes.

Universal Divude Warnings: Stalkerish, jealous! Loki (we love), erm idk i dont write many fics... Summary: Loki watches his heart-broken

part 1 there ^^^^ idk how to use tumblr, really so im sorry guys 😔✊

Loki x fem!reader

Authors note: So yeah sorry idk how to make those lil links, anyways, i hope you like it, im hoping to actually make this a series while im motivated im going to write as much as i possibly can. also im sorry im literally writing this and posting it tbh, so soz for spelling and not rlly proof reading. anyways please tell me what u think, id rlly appreciate!!!

Summary: Loki tries to find a way to get his beloved mortal to his universe, but he has to ask his last option.

"Loki, are you alright? You look like you haven't slept at all." Stark side-eyed the God, lurking in the corner, he had been glancing over since Loki had gone back for his second cup of coffee within ten minutes. He was already on his fourth an hour and a half later.

"I am perfectly well, Stark." Loki's voice was tinged in disdain and mocking, yet he couldn't deny his sleepy undertone. Stark scoffed and shook his head, but dropped it regardless, opting to turn back to his current project. Loki had been helping Stark with various projects in the lab as he had been, 'detained' by The Avengers, although he left and came as he pleased. Of course though, he spent most of his free time visiting you.

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Slowly, blinking blearily, your messy room greeted your (E/C) irises prompting a small groan of frustration as your palms rub your eyes awake. Eventually you sit up in your bed, reaching around for your remote to turn on your TV once more.

Your fingers dance over the remote buttons as you turn on, once again, another Marvel movie, after the breakup you'd decided that a long binge would help take your mind off of things. Clicking on the play button, the intro credits start to roll as you sink back into your pillows, hugging one close to your chest as you rest your cheek on the side. Unbeknownst to you, a certain trickster sits beside you, watching over you as he learns and practices various Asgardian books.

Loki over the months he's spent watching and yearning for you, has been studying any page he can find to bring you back with him. Every way he had thought of, planned, even tried to do, had failed. Every Asgardian spell or artifact, had not been able to sustain the travel of his beloved, but there was only one way Loki could think of to take Y/N with him. Or rather, one person he could ask.

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"No." Loki sighed exasperatedly as he ran his hand through his hair once more, his other hand shoved in his trouser pocket, "Strange, I just ask for a small favour is all." Loki, almost on the verge of pleading at this point, and Strange knew that. Strange shook his head slightly before glancing back up to meet Loki's gaze, more intense than the last time, "You cannot expect me to rip a girl from all she has ever known because you have some feeble.. crush on her."

Lokis jaw tightened at the word 'crush' his hands dropping to his sides as he clenched his hands into fists, "This is no 'crush', Strange, I can assure of that." Strange scoffed lightly at Lokis gritted words, he wandered around Loki, like a predator circling a weakened predator in a desperate fight to come out on top. A battle of Lokis true intent.

"You believe you are truly in love with this girl?" Strange's words froze Loki on the spot, his well crafted mask slipping for a split moment before his mischevious smirk returned. "I do, I would not have found her if I had not been seeking for.. her." Strange's heels stop clacking aganst the hardwood floors, spinning to face Loki once more.

Strange paused, glancing over Loki curious, yet extremely hesitant, "If you can prove you truly love this mortal girl.. I will consider it, only, only if I deem it worthy." Lokis eyes lit up at Strange's proposition, he almost looked like a man starved as he nods eagerly.

"How can I prove my love for her? I will do anything, Strange. Anything." Loki's voice cracks slightly as he tries to uncinate his words, still trying to regain his fallen facade for a brief moment.

Strange's gaze lingers on Loki's, searching his eyes, only to see his sincerity behide his usual sarcastic demeanor. "You have not shown yourself to her?" Strange holds his gaze against Loki's with a new kind of intensity Loki hadn't seen in centuries.

"No, I have only observed." His tone wavered almost, as if he felt his own confidence weakening, but no, he couldn't be, at least not in his own mind. Strange knew better however. "Show yourself to her, talk to her, let her learn about the real you before you snatch her away from her true life. She may know you from films, but she must see past the facade, you must actually convince her." He pauses studying Lokis reaction with curiousity and knowledge.

Loki snaps his gaze back to Strange, a small smile and scowl fighting on his face as his mind spurs on the various consequences of Stranges proposal, "What if she-" "Tells someone?" Strange scoffs again, smiling back at Loki, "You forget, who would believe a girl claiming to see, A. a deity in her room, B. a famous actor in her universe, I doubt she would even say a word to anyone."

Loki tilts his head side to side as he glances down at the wood floors, shoving his hands in his pockets as he sighs dramatically, "You maybe correct, Doctor." The word drips off his tongue like a charming poison, almost mockingly as he stalks over to Strange.

"And what if I do not show myself to her? You will not bring her here?" Strange shrugs, nodding his head as Loki tries to tower over him, lazily so, he's still absolutely exhausted. "Pretty much, yeah, so I'd suggest you go now."

Loki smirks, throwing his hands up in mock defeat as he steps back, scoffing as he adjusts his well-tailored suit. "Alright, and when must I convince her by, Doctor?" Strange keeps his gaze fixed on Loki as he steps back, lingering around one of his many artifacts, "A week," "Done."

Note: SOZ IK ITS SHORT BUT I PROMISE NEXT ONES FINNA BE COOKIN, also this one was a bit jumpy on the pov i tried to show that but idk so hope you enjoyed!!!

[xanax-orig]

Universal Divide

Loki x fem!Reader :)

Warnings: Stalkerish, jealous! Loki (we love), erm idk i dont write many fics...

Summary: Loki watches his heart-broken love in her sleep, assuring she has a peaceful slumber.

Authour note: hi ok i dont write fics often, like ever, so plz let me know if u want some more of this i actually really liked writing it, its kinda like just a fluff ig..? except Loki watches u sleep... anyways onto the fic! or drabble.. however u wanna see it.

Loki smiled down on his beloved, her hair sprawled across her face a sign of her previous tossing and turning in the night. He had sat with her for hours, silently cooing her back to peaceful slumber as he stayed hidden from her in a cast of his own magic.

He gently reached out to brush a few stray hairs, tracing the edge of her soft jaw and cheeks, a flushed plumpness he had come to enjoy caressing each night, but this night was different. You had finally broken up with your long-time partner, even in your sleep you sniffled occasionally, an effect of your sobs from earlier.

Loki however was ecstatic for this development, he had watched every tender touch you'd given to your ex, every small peck, small intimate gesture, gift, touch, he had watched it all, all hidden by his magic. Loki had been watching for months, wishing that somehow, someway, it'd be him receiving your gentle touches, your hands tugging through his hair, your lips against his.

He shakes his head as you slowly shift on your bed, rolling into your side, hiking up your shirt as you curl into a ball, self soothing as you continue to sleep. Loki, being a gentleman he is, gently tugs your shirt back as his mind floods with thoughts from seeing two inches of your bare, smooth skin.

Loki watches you for a while in your slumber, occasionally sniffling or soft snores come from you, but otherwise, you have a peaceful dreamless sleep. His fingers lightly pass through your hair, something you cant feel regardless of your sleep, he longs for you to feel his touch, to reciprocate any sense of emotion, to even consider him outside the realm of just a point of fiction. But yet, you are a mere simple mortal girl, who only reads of him in fiction. A fucking mortal girl had smitten months from his, yes immortal, life, and he hated it, yet he yearned for her simple touch, her simple recognition.

As the night wore on, he stayed by her side, her shirt occasionally slipping up her waist or her blanket flung off by her legs, and he always placed it back. His overprotectiveness slowly shone through more and more with each passing night he watched, each waking moment he could snag to learn her routine, her quirks, her likes and dislikes.

Loki was enchanted. To say the least.

As dawn droke through the sides of her curtains, Loki quickly disappated back to the Avengers Tower, (not that she could see him anyways), he promptly made his way down to the kitchen, eagerly pouring a cup of coffee and downing most of it in a blink. He knew he should rest, he knew he was far too tired to help Stark, but no matter what he'd push through. And keep his little mortal hidden. Safe from everyone else.

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Yeah, I'm fine

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