Loki's stuff

I've just watched endgame so I can come back to social media.

I have some Loki's drabbles almost ready ❤👏

Guys I made a thing 'cause I'm mad at Russos and mcu because of endgame and ragnarok and IW.

Loki’s on his way❤❤✍✍

Messily enjoying daredevil ✍😈

A/N: hi there! I have something fluffy do you this time. Hope you'll enjoy! English is not my native language, I'm still learning it so please forgive me any mistakes! I'm also looking for a beta, so if you fluent in English an have some time I will be very grateful if you would help me!

Warnings: mentions of death, but it's just pure fluff.

Words: 801

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It was nearly midnight. He was sitting alone on the couch in his chamber, his thoughts wandering anxiously. He had never felt like that before - sad, unsure about future and above all extremely worried about such a fragile, pathetic mortal. He had never loved anyone as much as he loved you and now he was certainly sure about those feelings. And there was one thing that wouldn't let him sleep this night - your life.

The day before, you two were on a fight with Thor; Frost giants attacked again and you nearly died. And that terrifying incident suddenly made him more than aware of that you weren't long-lived as him, not to tell about immortality.

And now, hunting by a view of your dead body, he couldn't sleep. Every time since yesterday when he was closing his eyes he has seen you dead, cold and he was alone again.

And even most horrendous thing was the fact that one day you will die indeed, and he couldn't do anything to avoid that.

Suddenly, he heard quiet steps. You left your bedroom as soon as you find out that he wasn't with you in bed.

"Are you okay?" You asked quietly, walking forward to him. He didn't even look at you.

"Yes, my love. Everything is..." he smiled, but you saw the sadness in his eyes.

"Don't." You interrupted him. "..Don't do it again. You know I can tell when you're laying to me. What's wrong, snowflake?" You murmured, and you sat on his lap. He opened his mouth as he wanted to say something, but instead, he just gazed at you, and this looks utterly shocked you. He looked so... distraught, lost and broken as you have never seen him like that before.

"Loki, tell me." You nearly cried, scared of what possibly could make HIM look like that. "My love, what's wrong?"

"You know, that I'm thousand years old?" He started slowly, looking away from you. "And I will live another thousand of years and... you're mortal.... and you will die someday." This words he said with such a sore voice, full of pain that you couldn't believe that this was Loki speaking. You could tell that he was trying hard not to cry. You gently cupped his face in your hand and pulled his head up to make him look at you.

"Yes, I will. But that's how this world works, isn't it? We are born, we live and we die. Nothing can change it." You said softly. That was rough but honest words, he knew it.

"I don't want you to die, my love." He begged. He cradled his face into the crock of your neck. You hugged him tenderly. So this was what frightened him so much; the fact that you're not immortal. You didn't know if you're heart shivered because of love for him or because you were so worried about him.

"I know. I don't want to die too but... it is how it is..." you mumbled, not knowing what to say to cheer him up. You would never leave him, you knew how your death would break him.

"Hey, Loki. Look at me." You gently grab his cheek to push it up. "I will die someday, and we both have to accept it. There is no other way, I'm afraid."

"So I will find one. For you, for us." He hissed almost angry, determined. You knew that he could even move an entire galaxy for you, kill all the living creatures only if you could want him to do it.

"No, you don't have to..." you said painfully, scared a bit about him.

"I need to. And I will." He almost whispered and you saw a single tear escaping his eye, and streaming down his cheek. You widened your eyes. You have never seen him crying, especially because of you.

"No Loki. This is not right." You shook your head, wiping the tear. "No one should break this world's laws. Death is something normal, that happens, its necessary to give our lives matter. So as soon as I'm alive, we should appreciate this time together." You said calmly, softly. You pulled him to your arms and hugged him tightly. He was your entire world and you were his world and neither of you two could live without each other, that much you knew.

You stayed like that in silent for a while, listening to the sounds of night in Asgardian palace.

"I don't want you to go." He whispered with a harsh voice. He was trying to hold his tears inside, but you felt him shaking in your arms. You hugged him tighter, stroking his soft hair, and you kissed him on his forehead.

"I know. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere, snowflake."

A/N: My second fic! Yay! Pls let me know if you like it <3

Warnings: Little bit angsty, but fluff in the end, swearing

Words: 991

A year. One entire year has passed since that day. A one, lonesome, full of sadness year has passed since you lost him.

You were standing by a window in your flat, watching the sun disappear under the New York city, watching people on the streets. They were so peaceful, free from mourn, sadness you felt today. They were just casually walking down the streets, ensure that they safe...

You tightened grip on Loki's dagger, which he gave you before that fight... his last fight.

You closed your eyes and reminded him... or at least you tried. It was a year and you started to slowly forget his face, his voice, scent...

"Do not mourn my love." You suddenly heard a voice right behind you. You turned around and... no. That couldn't be true...

"I'm back, darling, do not cry." Said Loki.

Loki.

He was standing here. Right in front of you. Loki himself, your beloved himself.

No no no no no no no, it couldn't be true, he's dead, he can't be here...

"That couldn't be true..." you whispered unconsciously.

"But here I am, darling." He smiled.

And suddenly you knew. Oh, stupid you, you nearly let yourself fool you.

"Who are you, liar? Loki is dead, you won't fool me that easy" you hissed, pointing a dagger at him. It was obvious for you that it must have been some kind of trick, there were a lot of peoples and aliens in the galaxy who wanted to get to you.

"Hey, hey, calm down, (y/n). I didn't expect such a reaction." He smirked and stepped forward you. Your Movements were quick, and in a second you jumped to him, sprained one of his hands and put a dagger to his neck.

"Who are you? Take off that stupid illusion." You yelled. No one will be taking his appearance to fool you like this.

"( Y/N)... It's me. I'm back." He said softly, raising his free hand to show you that he doesn't have hostile purposes. "I know you might not believe me, I've been gone too long but..."

"Stop this shit, now. Loki is dead, and you just a trickster. One more lie and I won't hesitate." You slightly pushed dagger into his neck.

"My love, believe me! I am here! I am alive! I faked my death" He panicked a bit, but you still didn't accept that answer.

"He died in my arms!" You almost shouted, starting to lose control. "I was carrying his dead body! Now, again. Who. Are. You?!"

"Alright then, my love, I'll prove it to you." He whispered as he realized you're not able to trust his words. Who would anyway? He didn't want to do it to you, but he knew there was no other way.

Suddenly, before you manage to stop him, he placed his hand on your forehead, gently pushing your head back.

And... you knew. You saw multiple blinks of memories, a story, you felt those feelings. He told you everything that happened in one touch. No, no, that can't be true... all of that was... this was... you felt HIS presence.

" ..Loki?" you whispered. He slowly took off his hand, and you looked at him. "Loki."

He smiled a bit sadly.

"That's me, my love." He nodded. "I'm back."

You were staring at him for a long moment, not believing what just happened. It was a whole year... and now he was standing there. You took off the dagger from his neck and freed his hand you've been spraining. This memories, feelings he just showed you... that must be him.

"No... no, it can't be true..." you murmured. "You died... a year ago. No, it can't be..."

"But it is, fortunately." He smiled and reached out his hand to you. "I'm alive, darling."

"Fortunately?! Are you fucking kidding me?!" You yelled as you felt tears in your eyes. "Why... how...?! All this time..."

"(Y/N)..." He said anxiously. He didn't expect such a reaction. He was expecting to saw a smile, tears, laugh but not... anger and... disappointment?

"You fucking bastard! You're... you are... what were you thinking?! You came back as nothing happened, standing here casually after you left me?! For a fucking year!" You started to cry, not sure it was for anger or joy. "You are telling me that you alive, you appear in my flat after you let me believe that I lost you permanently?! After you make me watch you dying?! You d-died in m-my arms! I-I... can't believe... how could you?!" You weren't even trying to hold all those tears, anger, sadness that you were holding on all this year.

"(Y/N), I am sorry... I..."

"How dare you?! How dare you leaving me like that?! Why you haven't told me that you're alive?! Why you haven't given me a sign, anything that would let me have hope?! Did you know what have I felt?!" You were crying now, sobbing, and started to shake from emotions. You couldn't even saw him through your tears.

"ONE WORD!! Just the one! Just a little glimpse, a signal, ANYTHING would be enough to assure me that you are alive!! Why you didn't... why you..."

"(Y/N)... I wish I could. I tried so many times" He said softly, with guilt in his voice and he hugged you tightly. You rest your head on his shoulder, starting to cry even harder. He was here. After all this time. He was here, you smelled his scent, you felt his warmth and you couldn't believe. Your Loki was here.

"Why did you do that to me?" You sobbed. "Why did you let me watch you dying?"

"It was necessary, I'm sorry darling, my love. No one should know the truth. I had a mission."

"What fucking mission?!"

"That doesn't matter now, my dearest. I'm here now, I'm here with you and I'm not going anywhere."

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Working on another one, cuz I fell in love ❤❤

Done! Finally! One of my first attempts to realistic portraits. Not that bad I guess…

And you are watching infinity war together, and he have to comfort you after Loki's death.

Just made up a lil’ sketch of one of my characters. Meet my villain. Still looking for name.