#loki ask

Well, nonnie, I honestly had not thought of this before. This is an excellent question though.

Considering 1) the fact that Heimdall has been very kind overall to everyone including Loki and 2) it has been made clear there are ways to hide from his view...

I would have to say I think Heimdall could not see. Heimdall cares. I think he would have done something or at least tried to do something had he known.

Love your blog and your edits.

I was wondering if there was a whole video to watch of the birthday moment and the gif set when he speaks of Loki having sort of a matador fighting style? Thanks in advance!

I LOVED that metaphor!

he tried to amuse her with his magic and even if Sylvie tried hard to hide it, she really thought it was cool.

Request: “soooo from the prompt list.... I'd like a few please.... 9 + 17 + 22 + 23 + 28 +  30 + 40 + a hell lot of kissing + a little smut (ok a looott) + loki . i know i asked for a lot. Not even sure  you wanted it or how this works. I just went with the flow I'm guilty... i just want that loki love😈 . or don't do it, i would understand 😅”

9. “I’m not even going to ask.”

17. “This is not something a parent teaches their child.”

22. “What’s the fun in that?”

23. “You wanna mess some shit up?”

28. “That’s going to hurt tomorrow.”

30. “I think I’m in love.”

40. “Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.” 

Pairing: Loki × Reader

Summary: Loki teaches your daughter magic.

Warnings:  fluff, implied smut (sorry, I know, I’m such a p*ssy lol)

Word Count: 1.5k

A/N: Sorry this took so long. Anyways, enjoy, anon! I hope you notice I wrote it. Ha ha. 

“Loki! Oh God, Loki!”

“Y/N? What do you need? Is it the baby?”

“Yeah, I-I think it’s coming! Ah,” you groaned at the feeling of another contraction coming. “We have to go. Now.”

Loki went pale and his hands shook. “A-Alright, ok let’s go to the hospital.”

“I don’t know if I’ll make it to the hospital.” You gasped. “My water just broke. The baby is coming now!”

“Did someone call?” Tony, in his suit, came flying down and landed at your front door. “We got a helicopter waiting for you guys.”

“Ah! Oh,” you screamed out in the helicopter. “Can this thing go any faster? I have a person coming out of me. Oh, God!”

Loki gripped your hand. He shook with anxiety. “We’ll be there soon, my love.”

“I’m never doing this again,” you winced and threw your head back.

Several minutes later, you landed at the hospital, where the rest of the Avengers were waiting. The nurses made them wait in the waiting room. 

Loki huffed and ran out of the delivery room. “It’s a girl!” And he ran back into the delivery room. Tony, Clint, Bucky, and Sam groaned. 

“Fuck,” Clint pulled his wallet out. “I should have known it was a girl.”

“How would you have known?” Natasha asked as she grabbed Clint’s money. 

“It’s Y/N, dude. Girl always gets what she wants,” Sam said.

“I have a niece!” Thor practically boomed. He probably woke up the whole hospital.

You held your child in your arms. She was wrapped in a green blanket. She looked so peaceful as she slept in your arms. The team slipped into the delivery room to see the new addition to their family. 

“So, what are we naming the newest princess of Asgard?” Thor asked, bouncing up and down on his feet like a child.

“Loki?” you turned to your husband, who could not stop staring at his baby daughter. He looked at her like she was everything.

“I think you should tell them, my dear. You came up with the name.”

“Her name is Diana Frigga Lokidottir.”

“Frigga?” Steve asked.

“After our mother,” Thor smiled and patted Loki on the back. “She would like that, brother.” Loki gave a tight-lipped smile at the mention of their mother.

“And where did you get Diana from?” Natasha asked. 

“Well, it was the name of a Roman goddess, so we figured it would suit the daughter of a god. And it also means divine, which we thought would suit her as well,” you explained. “Although come to think of it, we should have named her something that related to trickery. Like her father.” You smirked at Loki.

“Oh God, there’s going to be another one,” Clint realized. 

“Meet your family Diana,” you cooed. “They’re always going to love you, and protect you, and when you’re old enough, they’ll teach you to kick some major ass.”

“This kid is real lucky, having a mom like you Y/N,” Steve nodded at you. “You’re going to make a great mother.”

“Yeah she is lucky,” you agreed. “But it’s because she has you all to call her family. I mean, can you imagine being born into the Avengers. Now that’s something.”

“Just like her.” Loki kissed Diana’s temple and continued to admire her.

You walked into the kitchen and began to pull the chairs away from your dining table. You proceeded to wipe down the table as you brush the fly-aways of your hair out of your face. 

“Wow, this child can make such a mess,” you huffed as you picked up your daughter’s paintbrushes. Even at five, she was already a pretty decent little artist. You always knew the daughter of a God would be special, but Diana... Now she was truly a marvel.

As you finished putting your daughter’s art supplies away, you started to think about the times you had caught your husband planning all sorts of schemes with her. Of course, she had to inherit his keenness for trickery. 

“Diana? Diana, it’s time to give you a bath.” You looked in her room, but she wasn’t there. You looked in the kitchen, but she wasn’t there. You looked in your bedroom, but she wasn’t there. Now that you thought about it, you couldn’t find Loki either. Suddenly, you heard giggling and a deep chuckle. 

You peeked inside the study to find your daughter and your husband sitting on the ground, hunched over a piece of paper. They looked intense as if they were planning a jewel heist. 

“Okay daddy, you magic Uncle Steve’s coffee while I distract Uncle Thor,” your daughter said, pointing to the paper. There were little stick figures on it. You cleared your voice to get their attention.

Loki and Diana shot their heads up to look at you, standing in the doorway. They both had the funniest “oh shit” looks on their faces, but you kept your composure. 

“I’m not even going to ask,” you turned to walk out the door to let them continue to plan their prank. You stopped your leave and said, “But if Steve catches you two, I’m not testifying.” And you continued to walk away.

“What’s testifying?” your daughter pulled at her father’s shirt. 

“I don’t know. Some Midgardian strategy for justice,” Loki brushed it off. “Wanna mess some shit up?”

“MOMMY! DADDY SAID A BAD—” Loki put a silence spell on her to keep her from ratting him out.

Diana tried to continue to yell out to you, but found that she wasn’t producing any sound. She pouted at her father, as he had done this before.

“If you don’t tell your mother, I’ll get you ice cream after we prank Uncle Steve,” Loki told her, lowering himself to her level. Diana vigorously nodded her head.

You snapped out of your reminiscing to the sound of a loud boom. You were instantly filled with fear concerning the safety of your daughter. You sprinted to her room and threw the door open. 

Instead of finding what you feared, you found your husband with Diana and a large array of feather falling to the ground. Diana giggled at the chaos in her room.

“What happened?” you asked, trying to quell your anxiety.

“I’m teaching our daughter some spells,” Loki grinned proudly. “She seems to like the one that causes things to burst.”

You sighed, “Can I talk with you?” You were angry and Loki could tell. Loki’s eyes widened in fear. He was afraid of the face you made. Although he would never admit it, he feared you when you were angry. He stood up and walked out the door. “Diana, no more magic until we come back, ok?”

Diana frowned, “Ok, mommy.”

You closed the door behind yourself and turned to Loki.

“Darling, I would just like to—”

“That is not something a parent teaches their child,” you gritted your teeth and pointed an accusatory finger at your husband.

“I’m not exactly like most parents,” Loki replied, smirking. 

“This is not a game, Loki. She’s five!” You whispered so Diana wouldn’t hear. “You can’t teach her stuff like that right now.”

“What’s the fun in that? On Asgard, my mother taught me magic at this age,” he defended. He sounded annoyed.

“We’re not on Asgard!” You pinched the bridge of your nose. “Look, I just don’t want her to get in trouble. She’s smart, Loki. But she’s also sensitive. She could hurt someone.”

“I see.” Loki looked down and furrowed his eyebrows. “You don’t want her to become what I am.”

“No, Loki. You’re like that anymore.”

“But I was like that at one point. And you fear she might become the monster that I was?” Loki raised his voice.

“Loki, that’s not what I meant.”

“That’s what it sounded like.”

“I just don’t want you to teach her dangerous spells at this age. You can teach her magic,” you assured, “as long as it’s safe for her and the people around her.” You held Loki’s face in your hands and met your eyes with his. “I trust you.”

Loki kissed you. He pulled away from your lips and said, “I think I’m in love.” 

“Oh really?” you smirked. “Well, it’s about time you told me. We’ve been married for seven years.” Loki smiled and kissed you again.

"Ew!" a small voice interrupted your kiss. "Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! Stop it!" your daughter shut her eyes and walked out of her room. You and Loki laughed. 

She turned back around to face you and Loki. You realized that purple sparks surrounded her.

“Loki, what spell is she doing?”

“Oh god. She’s doing the defence spell I taught her. It knocks people off their feet.”

“Diana, no wai—” A purple blast shot out from her and knocked you and Loki off your feet.

Loki groaned and sat up, “That’s going to hurt tomorrow.”

“Oops, sorry mommy,” Diana apologized and rushed over to you. “I just got excited.” You pulled her into a hug. “It’s ok, peanut.”

“Ok, mommy. I’m going to go paint.” She rushed off into the kitchen.

“Diana Frigga Lokidottir, you still need to take a bath.”

“And maybe after that, you can take a bath with me,” Loki suggested, wrapping his arms around you from behind.

“If you have enough patience to wait your turn.”

“For you,” Loki cooed. “I’d wait.”

“Wait for what?” Diana asked, waddling back into the hallway.