The Loki Imposter (Halloween)
Pairing: Loki and female reader (wheelchair user)
It’s one of your favorite times of the year; Halloween. A time where you get to dress up and act like a child for one night. Your birthday had passed earlier in the month and you had gotten many wonderful gifts from Loki and numerous friends and family. This year was different.
You had just turned forty…A new decade began and you were excited yet nervous of the years to come. One constant in your life was your husband, Loki. Yes. You had captured the heart of the god of Mischief and couldn’t be happier. Your life was beautiful with him as he doted on your every need and comfort just like the princess you were.
This year for your fortieth birthday and Halloween, Loki went all out to help decorate. Instead of having to buy expensive decorations, he just murmured secret incantations and decorations appeared out of thin air. The house was decorated with spiders, spider webs, skeletons, ghosts and many other Halloween related images someone might think up. Candy was set aside in a big bucket, waiting to be dispersed to the evenings trick-or-treaters.
Finally, came the matter of costumes. Loki of course, went as his regal self, but you, you wanted to play with him on this Halloween night. “I think I have the perfect costume for tonight, Loki. If you care to conjure it for me in my size.” He looked at you with a playful grin. “You…My ally. My wife…Being so bold as to copy the god of Mischiefs’ attire, are you? You know that comes with a price.” He grins wickedly at you but playfully.
He raised his seider and whispered an incantation as green light enveloped you. Within seconds, you had transformed into Loki’s signature green attire. Fit to your petite frame. The green and gold complemented your red hair and pale skin perfectly and Loki took notice. “You look lovely, darling. I’ve never seen such a beautiful site in all my years.”
Loki walked towards you and bent down to kiss your cheek. “ You know. Something like this will not go unpunished, my love. I have plans for you tonight after the final Trick-or-Treater vanishes from our door.” You grinned back at Loki as your heart beat faster. “I’m ready for whatever you have waiting for me, my love.” As the night progressed, children from all over the neighborhood came to ‘trick-or-treat’ at your home and got a special mini magic show from Loki when they politely asked to see some of his magic. You see, he was no longer feared or hated by Midgardians, but loved and accepted as one of their own. Children loved “Mr. Loki’s ” magic tricks and adults now felt safe to converse and be friends with him.
Many children even dared to dress up as Thor or the Avengers to tease Loki and he thought it was so precious! Of course, he had to go along with it. Begging for the children to go easy on him, etc. The scene was so adorable that it made you fall even more in love with him. Some children even mentioned that you looked just like Loki. “I know,” you gasped in mock surprise. “Out of the two of us, who do you think looks better in our outfit?” I asked each child playfully. They just grinned and giggled as they looked at Loki and back at me. “You do!” they’d say each time, pointing at me. Not to be mean to Loki, but playing with him. That mock hurt in his face as he put his hand to his chest. “Oh! You wound me, so!” he’d tease back. The children would then grab their candy and run back to their parents, giggling.
After the last child in the neighborhood ran off giggling to their mom and dad with their candy, you and Loki headed back inside. Night had fallen by then and Halloween was in full swing for older kids and adults now. Time for Loki to have some silly fun with his bride.
As you wheeled to the bedroom to take your costume off and get ready for bed, Loki looked at you with a wicked but playful grin. “What? What’s that look for, Loki?” you asked smiling. Not sure what he had planned. As he helped guide you onto the bed he also straddled you and devilishly said, “where do you think you’re going, my love? We still have matters to attend to. You DID look better in your costume than I did in mine and that simply won’t do.” You giggled as that evil grin stretched across Loki’s face once again.
“What do you plan on doing about that then?” you grin back at him. “Oh. I have a very…ticklish solution to our little…problem, my love. He then grabbed each one of your wrists and put them above your head with his magic to make them stay so his hands would be free. “Loki,” you grin widely. Knowing what was coming. “Y/N” , he replies. “I know where you’re ticklish,” he said in a ‘sing-song’ manner.
You giggled excitedly as Loki wiggled his fingers playfully at you and laughed manically. He then lifted your pajama top and walked his fingers up and down your belly as you softly began to giggle. Goosebumps rose in their wake. “Hehehe! Loki!” you laughed as he smiled satisfied at your response. “Yes, my darling. Laugh for me.” He then traced different images along your body as your laughter began to grow louder and wilder until it finally went silent. Only then did he relent. The covers were strewn across the bed and your hair was all over the place, but you were on a happy high. Loki tucked a strand of hair behind your ear and kissed your forehead and smiled at you. “You did so wonderful my darling. Now rest. Tomorrow is a new day and a new adventure. And Happy Halloween my beautiful goddess.” “Happy Halloween, my god of Mischief.”
