#lokithorragnarok

𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬

you first met when he caught you slashing the tyres of your neighbour's car one evening, calling you an 'amateur' when he helped pull out the knife for you.

"i guess that makes two of us," you looked pointedly at the monitor around his ankle.

since that day, you two had become really close.

you'd go to each other for advice, tease each other about any crushes. he even scared your neighbour, so much to the point they started bringing you cookies every other weekend.

and in return, of course, you'd help him scheme awful pranks on people.

the only thing you asked of him was not to tell you who the prank was for, otherwise, you'd feel bad.

but you did have fun helping him and finding out who the prank was for after it happened.

you helped him write on the back of tony's shirt in someone's handwriting once (he never told you whose), and when thor claimed he had no recollection of doing it, stating he probably started sleepwalking again, you responded by burying your face in lokis shoulder and laughing silently.

as a keyholder for your store, he would meet you most mornings to help you open up and return near closing time to help pack away.

oh, and he didn't only scare off your neighbour. he scared the local shopkeeper who always overcharged you. now you get most things for free.

if there was an event coming up, you would help him look for a suitable outfit. and he would invite you.

after a mission, you'd help him clean his armour as he never trusted any mortal contraptions with his 'fine asgardian leather'.

he even spent most evenings with you if he was dismissed by someone on the team, buying your favourite snacks on the way to your place while you threw cushions all over the floor and built a fort, forgetting to choose a movie.

or sometimes you'd just talk about whatever was on your minds. mostly the past and feelings. those nights would usually end up with one of you tearing up.

you knew it was hard for him to open up about certain things. so when he did, you would have a small celebration, whether it was going out to the movies, eating out or ordering takeout, having a few drinks.

anything to show him that his feelings mattered.

that he mattered and he was the best thing that's ever happened to you.

a/n: i do feel like they would be really good friends, but eventually down the line, the reader would end up falling for loki, just to find out that he has liked them this whole time 🥰 sorry for responding late x

𝐂𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬

loki knew how much his cuddles made you feel wanted and safe, so he always gave you a cuddle whenever he could.

they were warm, comforting, and usually lasted a long while.

the tips of his fingers would trace along your skin while he recited sweet nothings and praises into your ear.

he loved using it as an excuse to talk about your feelings and tell you how much you mean to him.

it was a form of intimacy that could be done anywhere and in front of anyone.

his cuddles were never too tight unless you were both messing around.

but you knew deep down that he only did that when he was in desperate need of one himself, but let his pride get the better of him.

he always gave the best cuddles when you were sad.

most of the time he didn't even have to say a word. he'd just wrap your arms around you and that alone said it all.

you’d snuggle up between his arms and place your head on his chest, listening to the soft thumping of his heartbeat that calmed you instantly.

sometimes to cheer you up, he would squeeze a tickle in somewhere or crack a joke.

your favourite kind of cuddles were when you were sick.

even though you did most of the cuddling, he always made sure he was available for you to hug.

he’d miss weeks off work for you.

even if you weren’t sick but just needed his presence.

he would make sure he had your favourite blanket wrapped around you both as you watched bad tv, sharing a tub of ice cream that he conjured.

because it wasn't only comfort you found in between his arms.

you also found a home.

a/n: i'm very sorry for how long this took, i've been really busy, but i hope you enjoy 💕💕 x

𝐋𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐈𝐧 𝐀 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐝

there's no stopping him once he's in this mood.

having a normal conversation becomes impossible, but seeing his smile light up the room made his mischievous actions somewhat worthwhile.

like when he'd take your bag right before you had to leave for work and would hide his face behind the day-old newspaper, telling you he has no idea what you were talking about.

or when he'd tell you about several of his famous 'work incidents', knowing that at the next event tony threw, you would have to do a round of apologies on lokis behalf while he was causing even more trouble.

you stupidly thought that maybe playing him at his own game would get him to calm down a little and see all the mayhem he was causing to others around him.

you drew on his face with a permanent marker, accidentally spilt things on him, replaced his favourite book with a replica that had torn pages, threw a few red clothes in with the whites. anything to make him think about his actions might be a bit too much.

...but that was a mistake.

it wasn't just a game to him. it was a huge part of his life.

you realised that when you found yourself unable to get out of bed one morning with loki tickling you mercilessly.

or the one that neither of you could forget. that one time you woke up late for work. you took a shower and couldn't find your clothes or a towel. and suddenly your bedroom door had a lock on it. needless to say, when you got back that evening, you were jobless.

after that, you noticed a change in his antics.

he'd plant kisses all over your face when you were reading instead of trying to poke your soul out of you.

he'd still tickle you, but never used his seidr to bedbound you, and paid close attention to any signs of annoyance or distress.

but only with you.

he still wanted to put thor and his goons through hell a few more times before he took it down a notch. he deserved that much after they practically embarrassed a god.

but his cuddles turned into sufferable bearhugs, you found yourself sandwiched between him and the bed most mornings; anything that would annoy you, but not to the point of anger.

a/n: this is my first request !!! I don't know if this is okay, I hope it is, anon :) x

he told you the day after his birthday.

he had to work on his birthday so you couldn't spend the day together, but you knew he'd be fine as he kept going on about them having a small gathering at the compound.

but it never happened because they all forgot, resulting in him calling you later that night with yet another piece of his heart bruised.

you told him to meet you at your place tomorrow for lunch, knowing he would have to go back to work afterwards...but only over your dead body was you going to let that happen.

you barely got any sleep that night with your mind on loki, plus how early you woke up to go shopping for lunch, dinner and a few decorations.

he arrived a little after 2pm, just as you finished setting up the table.

you could tell he was surprised. he did that thing he always does where he would raise his eyebrows for half a second when he was eyeing the decorated apartment.

after you finished eating and talking, he got a message and had to go back to work but excused himself to use the bathroom.

before he went, you asked if you could borrow his phone, and of course, he wouldn't say no.

you found the message he was talking about and responded to it.

message: 'this is loki's partner. he won't be coming back to work today so i'll be switching off his phone. if there is an emergency, feel free to call me (xxx-xxxx-xxxx)'.

when he came out of the bathroom, you told him what you did and that you just put dinner on the stove, handing him a slice of his favourite comfort dessert; dark chocolate cake with a big fat dollop of whipped cream...plus chocolate shavings on top that and a little bit of chocolate sauce.

(and yes, we eat dessert at any time of the day because we're cool!)

as soon as he finished the pie, he helped you cook even though you insisted you were more than fine doing it alone.

after you finished cooking, eating and cleaning, you ended up cuddling up on the sofa in silence, just enjoying each other's company.

just as you were about to doze off you heard him call your name.

it took every inch of you to hum in response and stay awake to hear what he was going to say.

"i don't think anyone has ever made me feel this important," his thumb slowly ran back and forth on your shoulder.

you weren't exactly sure how to respond, so you just nuzzled yourself further into him.

"i love you."

you first told loki that you loved him almost a year ago, and it didn't bother you one bit that he never said it back after he explained why, the reason being because it was hard for him to open himself up to you in fear of being hurt.

you were shocked, but not because he said he loved you. it was the fact that it meant he trusted you, and that made you freeze.

it was hard not to make a big deal out of it, and you knew loki definitely wouldn't like the fuss, but you couldn't help but grin ear to ear as you looked him in the eye.

"i love you too."

he always used it as an excuse to get lost in his books or take a trip to the library

and though you weren’t much of a reader, you tagged along on his journeys, as long as you could stop off somewhere and get some ice cream.

it felt as if he picked each book in the library on the shelf and read the blurb before contemplating for five minutes whether he wanted the book or not.

so you left him to do his thing while you wandered off, pretending to be interested in the books when you were actually thinking about what flavour of ice cream you wanted.

until you actually found a book or two that actually caught your interest.

once he was done, he always apologised for taking so long

but you didn’t mind because it gave you time to settle for your ice cream flavours, which was all of them, plus whatever else you wanted.

you wouldn’t take any longer than ten minutes having previously had two hours to think about what it was that you wanted.

when you got back home, you removed your jackets as he dried both your drenched clothes with his seidr.

you each took your favourite seats on the sofa and he started reading one of his many books while struggling to find a film to watch.

by the time you found a rom-com you’ve probably seen more times than you could count, loki was already a quarter of a way through one of the smaller books that would have taken you at least a day to read.

halfway through his second book, you tediously watched the credits roll down the screen and listened to the rain smashing against the windows.

switching off the tv just before letting out a drowsy yawn, you crawled across the sofa to Loki finally laying down with your head on his lap.

“would you like us to go and lay down?” he closed his book, thumb still between the pages to keep his place.

you shook your head, nuzzling it further into his lap to find another comfortable position, “i want you to read to me.”

he placed his free hand on your shoulder, moving his thumb in circles.

“i don’t believe you will enjoy it very much,” his soft voice just about made it to your ears.

you closed your eyes once again tuning into the sound of the rain, “just want to hear your voice,” you said yawning for the second time.

“shall i wake you up in an hour?”

a small smile crept upon your face at the fact he knew you were going to fall asleep within a few minutes of him reading.

you hummed in response adjusting your head for the last time before hearing his gentle voice as you drifted off.

you often woke up from your nap, snuggled in your bed to kisses being pressed against your shoulder.

“one hour is up my darling,” he whispered to your skin.

you tried to get up straight away so you could spend the rest of your day together, but you’d always end up sleeping for an extra twenty minutes.

when you woke for the second and final time of the day, that’s exactly when you would find soft snores coming from the god beside you.

returning the favour he gave to you, you let him sleep for a bit while you put something together for lunch.

sometimes he’d wake up in time to help wash the dirty dishes, or in other cases, you’d climb back into the bed and run your fingers through his hair, admiring his sleeping features until he woke up.

after you both finished eating, you spent the rest of the afternoon playing board games, watching documentaries, and baking before ending the evening with either a home-cooked meal or a take away.