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“Woman!” cried I, somewhat tearsome,
“Who are you to stand so fearsome
With your wavy locks of auburn hair and eyes of emerald green?”
Quoth the woman, “I’m Jolene”
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You have one final plan to escape Asgard, and death, sacrificing your last chance to ever see your Prince again.
Pairing: Prince Loki x Concubine!Reader Rating: 18+ ONLY (Minors DNI) MASTERLIST HERE **Please reblog if you like it!**
Content Warning: Threat and mentions of assault, eventual smut, indentured servitude and sex slavery, mean people being mean, violence, executions, more warnings likely to come
Chapter-Specific Warning: descriptions of throat-slitting and other violent elements
Pairing: Reader x Loki
Story summary: You have fallen through a portal during the convergence into Asgard and come face to face with Thor, and his brother Loki. With no way to return, you must travel with the two men and their hoard of asgardian soldiers to get back home. Things get from bad to worse when you have to share a tent with the god of mischief himself.
Notes: 'Ey up! Phew, this chapter felt strangely frustrating to write at times, it wasn't always doing what I wanted it to do! I know I promised the fire realm this chapter but the words sort of wanted to do their own thing instead! Also a lot of this is not proof read (very sorry for some inevitable grammar and spelling errors). Am I posting this now instead of waiting so I can claim I actually uploaded this month? Yes? Anyway I hope you enjoy the next chapter!
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“Okay guys, get into your positions we’re going to have a practice of the elbow grip…”
You groaned inwardly, hating every second of your current predicament.
T minus 1 day until your trip to the fire-realm, and Stark had decided to shove you into a corporate self-defence class to probably make himself feel better about sending you to your doom the very next day.
Here ya go folks, a promised snippet from the next chapter! I am around half way through ish, but not sure how much time I will have to write next week! Hopefully this teaser will put you off until it's finished!
"You stepped forward to grab just above his elbows, eyeing him suspiciously and not trusting he wouldn’t fight you back.
“Well?” He raised an eyebrow.
You placed your hands tentatively on his (lather large) biceps and had to fight the embarrassing temptation not to squeeze them just to feel them under your hands.
You cleared your throat and practiced the restraint.
“Okay!” You smiled happily, getting a feel for how to do a simple restraint should it be needed. “Now let’s practice the other grips. You grip my wrists and i’ll get out of it.”
He rolled his eyes but did what you suggested and took ahold of your wrists.
When you realised you were basically holding hands with Loki of Asgard, your brain malfunctioned slightly. A sudden dizziness came over you and you felt like giggling like a school girl. Trying desperately not to concentrate on how his cool, slender fingers felt around you wrist and instead tried to focus on remembering how to get out of his hold.
Unfortunately, the ridiculousness of the situation was taking ahold of you and you were feeling ready to give in to the fit of giggles threatening to overtake you.
Loki frowned at you.
“What has overcome you, girl?”
“Nothing.” You cleared your throat and attempted to act like a serious person.
You practiced swinging your arms back and twisting them, forcing him to let go of his grip on you.
“That works!” You looked up at him and smiled. "
Hehehehe, hoped you enjoyed!
Hi @sarahscribbles !! It’s your 🍯 anon, and my very first fic for your Follower Celebration!! I mostly utilized the “rain” and “rooftop” prompts. This is a bit of angsty fluff (is that a thing LOL), hope you enjoy!
Any/all feedback is welcome since this is all new to me and is much appreciated!
Loki x fem reader (she/her pronouns mentioned)
WC: 845
“She’s still out there huh?” Sam asked solemnly.
“Has been since we got back, this one might last awhile,” Steve answered.
“Are you talking about Y/N?” Loki wondered, making his presence known to the other two men. He knew you had been sent on a mission with Steve and Sam, but the thought of you being hurt in any way broke his heart. “Is she alright?”
“Take a wild guess,” Sam nodded towards the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living area. Darkness loomed around the Avengers compound, despite it being the early afternoon. Loki moved his focus, following the large drops of rain down the glass as he felt a low thunder rumble through the ground.
“Wilson, I’m not sure what this weather has to do with Y/N and the mission. I simply asked if she was alright.” Loki glanced between the two Avengers. Both Sam and Steve had furrowed brows, trying to analyze whether Loki was joking.
“You don’t…no one told you?” Steve spoke carefully. Loki mimicked their confused expressions, for once not firing back a sarcastic remark. Steve sighed before continuing: “Y/N can control elements around her. As far as we know, she mostly utilizes the weather…but…we think she can do a lot more…and is too scared of hurting people to try.”
You’ve had these powers since you were a teenager and for the most part, you can control them. But when your emotions ran high (good or bad), the elements around you tended to follow suit. The day Steve and Tony found you wandering the streets of New York consisted of high winds and bitter cold out of fear. Sleeping in the comfort compound for the first time created a beautiful, sunny morning. On days like today, when it felt like you were barely keeping your head above water, a storm made its way through. You had been an Avenger for a few months, but you’ll never get used to some aspects of the job. Constantly being in peril, not being able to save everyone, and wondering if this mission would be your last took a toll on you.
You two had been slowly forming a friendship since your arrival and Loki wasn’t sure why you didn’t tell him. The two of you had already shared some of your deepest insecurities in the short time you’ve known each other. Loki painfully reminisced over his childhood, living in Thor’s shadow, and how he was constantly shut down in attempts at conversation on Asgard. You had told him how inferior you felt to the rest of the team. Even with your powers, you admitted to Loki that you always felt like a burden; that your team had to clean up the messes you made and you’d only be known as a deadly force of destruction.
“Missions sometimes affect her more than the rest of us,” Steve continued. “We…we lost a couple kids in the crossfire yesterday…”
Loki let a breath loose he didn’t know he was holding and took his leave to try and find you, not even allowing Steve to complete his sentence. He gently knocked on the door to your room but received silence in response. He ventured to the training room, the garden, and even the Med Bay, striking out each time. With a heavy sigh, he headed to the last place he could think of.
Quietly opening the door to the roof of the compound, Loki’s eyes found you immediately. Your head was buried in your hands, knees drawn to your chest, rain pouring over you without any barrier to keep you from getting soaked. He could just barely hear your sniffles and shaky breaths over the plop of the raindrops. Conjuring his own umbrella, he quietly shut the door before speaking: “Y/N?”
You glanced over at Loki long enough for him to see your red-rimmed eyes and flushed tear-stained cheeks. You couldn’t muster a reply. You didn’t trust your voice to remain steady in his presence, regretting that he was seeing you so weak and vulnerable. Loki continued to approach you slowly until he conjured a large towel to sit beside you. Although you were already drenched, it didn’t stop your heart from fluttering when Loki adjusted his position so he could raise the umbrella over the both of you. Putting your hands down on the ground, you noticed the towel lying underneath you, smiling softly at the gesture.
You sat in the comforting silence knowing neither of you had to force an interaction. Feeling a hint of bravery, Loki inched his left hand closer to your right until your pinkies barely touched. Neither of you moved for a few seconds. You closed the distance, completely enveloping his hand with yours, intertwining your fingers and squeezing lightly. Loki’s eyes met yours, both of you silently attempting to convey how grateful you were for the other’s company. You adjusted your bodies, so you were close enough to feel each other’s heartbeat, even through Loki’s Asgardian leather. You both failed to notice the rain had completely ceased, clouds parting slowly so the gentle rays of sunshine could make their presence known. In this moment, you both had a mutual understanding of the underlying message being shared in your eyes: you are enough.
Pairing: Reader x Loki
Story summary: You have fallen through a portal during the convergence into Asgard and come face to face with Thor, and his brother Loki. With no way to return, you must travel with the two men and their hoard of asgardian soldiers to get back home. Things get from bad to worse when you have to share a tent with the god of mischief himself.
Notes: Oh hi there! Welcome to another chapter (this Is pretty good timing for me, two chapters in a month? Who says I don't feed you! This was a fun chapter to write, I did a lil bit of breaking the 4th wall here lol! I know a lot of you hated Latte to begin with because she was a lil nervy and didn’t always stick up for herself (Im only going off on what I would be like guys lmao some of us are very soft and not at all brave or heroic) and I know she’s a bit of a reluctant hero or an anti-hero, she'd much rather be chilling somewhere with her coffee than faced with this shit!
Anyway, enjoy!
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Jesus Christ…” You muttered under your breath as you stormed off, leaving Stark Towers behind you.
“Uh…Latte?”
You span round to face Oliver, who was having to do a fast pace walk to catch up with you.
Pairing: Loki x Reader
Story Tags/Warnings: Arranged Marriage, Enemies to Lovers, Royalty, Pre-Thor (2011), Smut, Angst, Drama, Slow Burn, Odin’s A+ Parenting, Cis Female Reader (she/her), No Y/N Usage, Second Person POV, POC-inclusive descriptors, Toxic Relationship (lil bit of abuse from both parties - mostly screaming matches with the occasional physical thing but he never like slaps her or anything), Smut, Slut-Shaming, Mommy Issues, Reader has anxiety, 18+
Chapter Warnings: anxiety, reader is super bitchy in this chapter, and so is her letter, oh my gosh you guys they actually talk shit out like MATURE ADULTS
Word Count: 3.6k
Snippet: “I do not wish to be kissed. It’s too great an intimacy for our,” you pause to consider the word, tapping your finger to your chin, “unique situation, wouldn’t you say? We are the furthest thing from lovers.”
“Oh?” Loki sounds amused by your answer – and then he drops his feet back to the floor with purpose, taking advantage of your startled jump to pull you further into his lap where you can feel the hardening length of him against your clothed core. “If not lovers, then what are we?”
“Married,” you gasp, arms clutching around his neck for fear of being dropped – or so you tell yourself.
A/N: And we’re back! This chapter finally ties us in to the prequel one-shot, as well as the argument between Loki and his father in part two. You may need to read them again for a refresher because it’s been a fair few months (in real life) since those were posted. Enjoy :)
You make a covert study of your husband from above the gold rim of your teacup. It’s impossible to ignore the certain suspicious ease to his demeanour as he discusses today’s breakfast offerings with his servant.
Loki is manipulating you. He must be. It’s the only conclusion you can come to.
You haven’t forgotten the nasty things he said about you to his father the day after your wedding. Loki made it crystal clear that he can’t stand you, that he finds this sham of a marriage as torturous as you do, to the point that he’d even referred to it as a life sentence – much like your own thoughts on the matter. Yet, it bothers you in a way you can’t quite explain.
A peasant in Vanaheim is forced to audition to be the concubine of the infamously detestable Loki of Asgard in tribute for Odin’s protection. Taking advantage of a lost cause, you decide to take the lessons of your aunt, a temple priestess to the goddess of love, to Asgard in order to seduce the prince in an attempt to win freedom for your people.
Instantly finding yourself struggling to stay afloat among the brutal nobles, cutthroat concubines, jealous princesses, and brutal games you never dreamed could exist in your worst nightmares, it becomes difficult to keep your head down in the court, or in the bed, of the infamous Snake Prince.
Pairing: Prince Loki x Concubine!Reader Rating: 18+ ONLY (Minors DNI) Content Warning: Threat and mentions of assault, eventual smut, indentured servitude and sex slavery, mean people being mean, violence, executions, more warnings likely to come
Title: Possibilities Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Female!Reader Word count: 3k Published: 6 July 2021 Author: Heloise Daphne Brightmore Warnings: Mention of food and alcohol Summary: Tom and you have been friends for a long time and because of that same reason you value your friendship more than to ruin it with some silly feelings. But the event you attend together offers you some surprises that might change your relationship forever.
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Events, galas, award ceremonies. You weren’t a popular actress nor a famous singer, or social media influencer. You had a simple 9-5 job that would hardly ever get you into these events. But regardless of your status in society, you were known and not because of any talent you possessed that could have made you famous, but because your best friend was none-other than Tom Hiddleston.
Pairing: Loki x Reader
Story Tags/Warnings: Arranged Marriage, Enemies to Lovers, Royalty, Pre-Thor (2011), Smut, Angst, Drama, Slow Burn, Odin’s A+ Parenting, Cis Female Reader (she/her), No Y/N Usage, Second Person POV, POC-inclusive descriptors, Toxic Relationship (lil bit of abuse from both parties - mostly screaming matches with the occasional physical thing but he never like slaps her or anything), Smut, Slut-Shaming, Mommy Issues, Reader has anxiety, 18+
Chapter Warnings: anxiety, major argument involving a knife, this is not a healthy relationship you guys lmao
Word Count: 5.5k
Snippet: “I do not wish to be kissed. It’s too great an intimacy for our,” you pause to consider the word, tapping your finger to your chin, “unique situation, wouldn’t you say? We are the furthest thing from lovers.”
“Oh?” Loki sounds amused by your answer – and then he drops his feet back to the floor with purpose, taking advantage of your startled jump to pull you further into his lap where you can feel the hardening length of him against your clothed core. “If not lovers, then what are we?”
“Married,” you gasp, arms clutching around his neck for fear of being dropped – or so you tell yourself.
A/N: And we're back! Apologies for the quality, I'm a bit rusty after not writing for a few months. Enjoy!
When the canvas rustles for the third time in as many minutes, you expect a lecture that doesn’t come.
“You seem troubled, dear,” Frigga says gently.
The Queen’s motherly sort of kindness has always felt unfamiliar—certainly nothing like how your mother would react if she found you like this, yet you still find yourself wracking your brain for an excuse.
Summary: You’re angry because of Tony’s stupidity and Loki has a way to calm you down.
Warnings: fluff, some violence, Loki the Protecto, early stages of relationship (is that even a warning)
Some fluffy Loki to ease the drama from Behind Closed Doors. Comments and thoughts are very much welcome. Reblogs and likes are appreciated! Although this is only a drabble, I still hope you enjoy, Babies! 💚 Also credits to the owner of the photo uwu
It’s almost noon when Loki walks out of his room, his hands running down the Midgardian outfit he’s conjured for himself; a green knitted sweater, keeping his Asgardian colors to heart, dark jeans, and a pair of leather shoes. He still finds the outfit too plain, void of the regality he’s used to back home but after you told him last week that he would look good in a sweater, the god of mischief made such a decision to put on the outfit, not to fit into the earthly customs but to hopefully impress you of his new appearance.
Last updated: August 1 2022
Summary: You bring Loki two gifts to mark his birthday. One a magical object and the other your heart
✧ 14 Hours to Cape Town (18+)
Summary: When the rest of the Avengers are sent on a mission to Cape Town, you're forced to stay behind to recover from a previous mission while Loki isn't trusted enough to go along. How will you cope being made to stay in the compound with the man you're in love with when he seemingly wants nothing to do with you?
For Robert, might there be a drabble where reader is his assistant/secretary that he can’t help but be enamored with?
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