#lokifluff

Summary: Somehow Loki is back from the dead and.. quite literally, stuck with you! and his methods on trying to 'fix this' seems a bit to exotic for your taste.. but dead or alive, a god of mischief is still a god of mischief.

Rating: R

Theme Song: Ghost by Confetti

Loki: You sure are

Y/N: What

Loki: They-they sure are gorgeous-beautiful

Bonus

Thor: *in a mocking flirty tone* You sure are

“Once upon a time just when the world began, there was only the sun and the moon. Space was beautiful at times but quiet, you could see the sun shine brightly and the moon reflecting its light with a calm yet heavenly glow.

On them lived a god and a goddess. The two gods found themselves lonely at times, and with luck every 100 years the distance between them would be closed and with that they took it to advantage and shared giggles and sweet whispers amongst each other. With each century that they meet, the god of the moon falls deeper in love with the goddess of the sun.

At last the god of the moon confessed his love towards her. The goddess of the sun to his surprise has fallen in love as well. But before they could go any further their time was up, the waiting began. Finally after another 100 years they crossed paths again and slowly their sweet whispers turned to jokes and words of love, their giggles turned into laughter and slow kisses.

One night, they made love and during this the sun shined brighter than ever behind the moon. Their love formed an explosion and the world started to form 9 realms in the universe. Evolution came to be, as the 9 realms grew and both Gods watched from above.

In the Millenniums the two Gods made love again. This time a drop of the sun and a piece of the moon dropped into one of the realms,Vanaheim to be exact. The drop was so bright it lighted the dark sky while realms watched it then dripped into the hands of a woman. Not the ruler of Vaneheim, just a simple villager. The woman married not too long after with a farmer in the village, they then birthed their first born. Unlike her parents she grew up to have a unique pallet for her hair colour. Different from both of her parents' usual brunette and blonde, while she was young her hair was as dark as the night sky. The family had a baby boy 1 year after her. Though the family shared a happy story not too long after terror struck the village. All were killed. It was rumoured they came for the heir of the goddess of the sun and god of the moon. She was taken and never heard of again.”

“Where do you think she is mother.?” The blonde haired boy said.

“I think she is happily at peace with the goddess of the sun and the god of the moon.” Frigga said as she kissed both of her kids gently on their foreheads. “Good night my sons.” She bid before she left and the maids closed the doors.

“Where do you think she is, brother?” the blonde hair boy whispered.

“I don't know Thor, go to bed.” grunted his younger brother.

“Loki don’t you think it's fascinating, how brave would the man be to attack a village with the daughter of a goddess sun and the god of the moon.” Thor excitedly said.

“Good night!.” Loki groaned while tossing his blanket over his head.

“How are they?.” Odin came forth to his wife still leaning her ear against the door.

“Loki just hushed him to sleep.” she giggled in a whisper.

“They truly are amazing.”

“I still think you should be truthful about Loki.”

“When the time comes we will tell him, he’s just a boy.”

“And what of the girl is she not just a child.?”

“She will be a great essence to us in the future when she grows to be a powerful being.”

“She is a child…”

“I took her for a purpose, to be our weapon, being more powerful than anything in the nine realms.”

“You can still tell her the truth, about who she is.”

“And this is why I am King.”

Frigga and Odin walked down the dim moon lighted halls of the castle hand in hand until they came upon a huge pair of doors not to far

“My dear.”

“Where am I ?”

“Shhh, Shhhh you're safe.”

“Wh- M-mom-.”

“I am Frigga, queen of Asgard, Teya Vanedottir.” She said with a warm smile while using her magic to open the cage she was in.

hi !! happy april fool's !!

for the last few weeks, i've been tossing around this idea in my head of writing loki fics/imagines/one-shots/whatever based on songs. after writing and rewriting a few, i debated with myself whether or not i should post them. i don't consider myself to be the strongest writer but i like to do it nonetheless. and i loved this idea i had (it's surely been done before, i've just never seen it). then, a few days ago, i realized april fool's day was coming up. and being that loki is notoriously a trickster, i thought, what better day to start/publish this than what's probably his favorite day?

so here we are. in a few hours (hour?), i hope to have my first attempt at loki fanfic up. that's such a foreign sentence to me because, despite how long i've been on wattpad (all my accounts combined, now being on my third account, about 6 years or so), fan fiction has never been my thing. i rarely read it, if ever, and i certainly don't write it. i don't know why, it's just never been my thing. i think i have maybe 6 fanfictions in my library and 3 of them are due to a friend's recommendation.

given my obvious inexperience, i hope you'll be patient with me. as i said, i am not the best or strongest writer out there in general, and in terms of fan fiction, i'm probably the weakest they come.

that said, i hope you'll still enjoy this. i can't promise frequent updates as my poor mental health combined with school often keep me from spending as much time as i'd like on some things. i will, however, try my best to never just abandon this book, so long as i know i have a reason to keep writing.

if you like what i write, maybe leave a like or a comment, or maybe even a rb?? whatever you feel like doing, i know it’s stupid but literally any type of engagement makes me happy :)

feel free also to request a specific song/scenario either here, on a dedicated request post, or in my dms (or tellonym i guess?? link for carrd in bio).

i guess that about covers everything :)) i hope you all have an absolutely wonderful day. stay safe, happy, healthy, and sane, to the best of your ability.

Pairings: Loki x reader

Summary: Y/N is cold one night and asks to sleep with Loki...

Request by @graceless-stuff: can you do prompt 17 with loki please? :)

Prompt: #17 - “I can’t sleep, can I stay here?”

Warnings: none

A/N: the gif below makes it look like it’s gonna be smut but it’s not I just had to use it cause it’s super hot tho. Again, this is another short fic so sorry for my writing being half-arsed recently...

Your muscles clenched together, cold - aching for a touch of warmth. You were currently lying on your living room couch as the two Asguardian princes slept soundly in the two beds in your apartment; Loki occupied your bed while Thor took the guest bed.

Memories of the past couple of hours flooded your mind. You recalled jumping from bar to bar with some other Avengers: Natasha, Steve, Sam and maybe Clint? You couldn’t remember as you’d had one too many drinks. Now, lying on the couch, you were able to recall the night as your tipsy-ness wore off.

Thor and Loki were visiting from Asguard but didn’t have anywhere to stay; Tony refused to let Loki set foot in the Avengers Tower and Thor refused to stay without Loki. So, a little reluctantly, you offered to take them both in. Now you were regretting ever making that offer - scolding yourself.

Both being raised to be gentlemen, you assumed they’d insist on letting you sleep in your bed and offer to take the couch. Thor, kindly, tried to persuade you but Loki didn’t bat an eye. He gladly took to your room, without saying another word.

Thor apologised for his brother’s behaviour and continued to persuade you to take the guest room but you wouldn’t budge; you insisted that he’d sleep in it.

Now, lying on the couch, you weren’t annoyed at Loki immediately expecting to have a bed but you were at least expecting him to thank you or show some politeness. You wouldn’t admit it to anyone but you were particularly fond of the god of Mischief.

Somehow, you were drawn to his mysterious, dark nature and grew more and more curious of him the longer you knew him. But he would never feel the same. Would never fall for a girl from Midgard. Or so you thought anyway.

The cold air surrounding your senses was almost unbearable now, you were unable to sleep because of it. You had given all your quilts to Thor and Loki and were left with two thin blankets. But they wouldnt do.

A few minutes ago you had contemplated going to your room - where Loki was sleeping. You had wondered if he’d let you sleep there with him but you knew his answer would be no. At this point, though, you were willing to try anything.

Standing up and wrapping the blankets tightly around your body, you crept over to your bedroom. Knocking on the door lightly, no sound came so you worked up the courage to whisper through.

“Loki?” But no answer came.

Slowly and cautiously, you edged to door open as you took in the room before you. A figure was sat up in your bed, a messy bed-head visable.

“What do you want?” Loki’s irritated voice came. The sudden loud noise took you aback, slightly.

“I can’t sleep, can I stay here?” you asked, praying he’d say yes.

“Why would you want to sleep in here?” he questioned, scoffing. “Wouldn’t you rather go sleep next to my oaf of a brother?”

“Not really, I want to sleep in my own bed. I’m not forcing you to get out - I just want to sleep next to you. It’s freezing out there,” you protest.

Loki was silent for a moment - whether it was due to the surprise of you choosing him over Thor or because he was deciding whether or not to let you stay you didn’t know. “Well, if you must,” Loki finally grumbled, moving over as you close the door behind you.

As you walked over to the bed, your heart began to beat faster in your chest. Not just because you were nervous about sharing a bed with Loki but also because it was clear that he didn’t want you there and that saddened you, deeply.

Pulling up the covers, you scooted into bed next to him and lay down. You turned your body so that you were on your side, facing towards him, and breathed a sigh of content.

Loki turned around to face you too, accidentally brushing his legs against yours as he did so. An icy feeling covered your legs and your eyes shot opened, staring into his emerald eyes.

“Ah!” you squealed, moving back. “You’re freezing!”

“I’m always this cold,” Loki shrugged.

“Doesn’t it bother you, Loki?” you asked, clutching the blankets tighter to yourself.

“Not usually, I’m used to it now,” he replied.

“D-do you want some help warming up?” you, bravely, asked.

He shook his head, scoffing again.

“Well, in that case, I think I’ll go back to the couch. It’s even colder in this bed with the temperature you’re at...” you stood up, climbing out of bed, when a hand secured on your wrist and prevented you from moving any further.

“Wait, Y/N,” Loki said as you turned to look into his sleepily eyes. “You don’t have to leave - you can warm me up if it’ll make you stay.”

You were taken aback by his surprising words.

“Are you sure? I thought you didn’t want me staying in here...”

“Yes, I’m sure. I don’t mind,” he released his grip on your wrist and gave a small smile.

Returning the smile, climbing back into bed with him. The two of you lay down, closer to each other than you’d ever been before. You were extremely nervous - as your heart rate increased - and Loki seemed to pick up on that.

“Are you alright, little one?” he asked and you blushed at his pet name for you.

“Y-yes,” you answered and he moved even closer to you. He lay his arm around your waist; the two of you facing each other, your legs entangled together and your face resting on his chest.

The cold, tingling feeling came back to you but this time you didn’t mind. This time you took pleasure in it.

“Are-are you warmer now, Loki?” you questioned as you placed an arm around his torso.

“Yes I am, love,” he smirked into your hair. “Are you?”

“Yes,” you nuzzled closer to his chest and fell asleep in his arms.