Some Loki cuteness

(Loki is visiting Stark's house with Sylvie, who's been there several times)

4-year-old Morgan Stark: Uncle Loki! *runs up to him and clamps onto his leg*

Loki, confused: Hello. Who are you?

Morgan: Morgan Stark. Can you make a lusion for me please?

Loki, whispering frantically to Sylvie: How does she know my name?

(Sylvie pulls him across the room to a sofa. Morgan sits on Loki's foot like a parole anklet while he walks, so he has to drag her along.)

Sylvie, loving all this: Uncle Thor always lets her hang onto his leg when he visits. And he tells her about his brother Loki, who's tall and thin with black hair and green eyes and makes illusions in the air.

Loki, sitting down and sticking out his leg so Morgan's a foot off the ground: Well, I won't be outdone by Uncle Thor.

Morgan: Uncle Teeb let me go sledding in his shield.

Loki: Am I in the brotherhood of the uncles now? *puts down Morgan* All right, Morgan. What kind of illusion would you like?

(Morgan goes to a basket full of toys and books and looks through the books. Sylvie helps her.)

Sylvie: What about this one?

Morgan, bringing Loki the book: One Fish Two Fish Red Fish Blue Fish.

Loki, who definitely knows what a fish is: What's a fish?

Morgan, who is very smart: It's a animal that swims in the water.

Loki: Ohhhhh...

(Morgan climbs up to sit between Loki and Sylvie, gives Loki the book. He reads it to her while creating illusions of the fish. By the end of the book, the room is full of brightly colored floating fish.)

Morgan: I love you two thousand.

Loki, trying not to cry because here is a small person who doesn't hate or fear him: That's how old I am! How old are you?

Morgan: Four.

Loki: Then...I love you four thousand.

Morgan, giggling: That's too many.

Not what it looks like

“Gosh y/n are you even listening?”

“Yes Tony I’m listening.” You answered, rolling your eyes as your gaze turned to him. In reality, that was a lie, you were far from listening to your brothers ramblings, too busy focusing on the flex of Lokis muscles as he pottered around the kitchen making cereal, cereal, who knew that breakfast foods could be sexy?

Consider: braiding Loki’s hair.

Imagine:

You were curled in the armchair in the Stark Tower common room, watching the dancing flame of the fire slowly die, soft piano music plays through the speakers mounted in the ceiling.

You should have been in bed hours ago but since Loki left with Thor to Asgard, you've found it increasingly more difficult to sleep in your bed. It smells like him and makes you miss him.

You were dozing off on the chair, acutely aware of the fact the clock just chimed 3am when you heard a door open.

Opening your eyes, the blurred outline of Loki comes into view. With long, measured strides he was at your side, hand in yours and hauling you to your feet - his strength never ceased to surprise you - and right into his awaiting arms.

He holds you close, his fingers laced on your lower back. "I miss you, my Queen. I longed to have you back in my arms" he whispers, low in your ear as he slowly sways back and forth.

You smile, you heart finally complete again, leaning your head against his chest, swaying with him. He was home.

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This is so gorgeous 🥺

the universe where they became friends^^

Little Quirks

Word count: 2,150

Pairing: Loki x reader (no pronouns used) - established relationship

Warnings: softer Loki in this one

It's been a while since I wrote a fic with Loki's softer side predominantly, so I wanted this to be simple and sweet. Based off a Prompt where Loki accidentally tickles reader even when he isn't trying to. This one is relatively short and without a ton of back story, since I don't have a ton (or really any, haha) shorter Loki fics!

He learned about it by accident.

A walk in the snow || Loki x Reader || Winter Warmer's Collection ||

A/N: I really hope you like this one! I personally love writing fluff and this is a perfect thing to put in the middle of 'The Selection''s updates!

Part of @lokisgoodgirl s Winter Warmer's Collection

Warnings: fluff, fluff and more fluff

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Reader

Word count: 1.3k

December was cold, colder than it had been last year but you found that you didn’t care. As the snow fell outside, you sat on the sofa by the window and watched it make its slow descent to the ground before melting into the growing mound of snow gathering on the bird bath outside your cabin. With a hot chocolate in hand, you knew that your day couldn’t be better.

“I will never understand how you can sit there for hours on end just staring at the snow and sipping that hot chocolate,” came the warm voice of your husband from behind you and you smiled as you turned to see him. The God was dressed in a black jumper and grey sweatpants that you knew held no boxers beneath.

“It’s just a matter of peace,” you whispered, the warmth of the hot chocolate in your mug warming your hands as you tightened your grip, “there is a lot of peace in just a simple action as watching the snow fall.”

⌜soft!Loki x f!reader drabble⌝

A/n: a piece of comfort for my dear @lokisgoodgirl 🤍 Hopefully this makes you feel a little better my dear!!

That's my wife! - a drabble

paring: Benedict Bridgerton x wife! reader

warnings: none, cheesy af, fluff really

summary: Reader gets married to Benedict a week ago. He drinks 'special tea' and couldn't believe he really married her.

a/n: gif credit

Dearest gentle reader,

An artist must be free to follow their muse. It appears Mister Bridgerton followed his muse and his heart. The wedding of Lord Benedict and Lady Y/n was was quite remarkable event of this season. Congratulations to Mr and Mrs Bridgerton. This author wishes them well.

Lady Whistledown's society.

You tucked that issue of Whistledown in the bottom drawer of your desk, a hint of smile at the words 'Mrs Bridgerton'. You married the love of your love and you couldn't be more happier.

Moon Boys smiling/laughing headcanon

A/N: not edited, sorry for any typo - if you have corrections and stuff I’ll be happy to read them <3

Steven:

Mark:

Jake:

The Moon Boy’s React to You Calling Them “My Life” in Their First/Second Language

A/N: First fic on this blog!! Wooo! Hope you like it <3

Warnings: none, major fluff, slight angst?, I used Google Translate so I apologize if anything is incorrect!!

Gender neutral reader, but use of prince and princess in Spanish

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Summary: Loki arrives back at the compound, and back in your arms, after the battle with Thanos.

Genre: Starts angsty but the happiest, fluffiest ending

Word count: 2.8k

Loki x f!reader

Loki Masterlist

Authors note: Ok this was originally intended as a drabble and it sort of just kept going? So it's a little less developed, a little more short and snappy, than a fic would be, so...enjoy I guess? Basically giving a middle finger to IW and everything turns out peachy.

You had almost grown used to the coldness of the bed you had shared with him.

Each morning brought the same five seconds of peace when you first opened your eyes. The five seconds when you still drifted between sleep and awake, believing that you would roll over into Loki’s arms, feel his drowsy kiss to your forehead and slip back to sleep in his warm embrace.

Each morning you would roll over to see the empty pillow that had stopped smelling of him, feel the coldness of the sheets and remember that he wasn’t sleeping peacefully beside you, he hadn’t been for so long that you were beginning to forget how it felt to wake up in his arms, and you had no idea if you ever would again.