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Lucky - l. laufeyson

a/n; i just want to say a huge thank you to everyone for the likes/comments/reblogs on my first piece posted yesterday! I’m so grateful to each and every one of you! here’s my next work from a work of mine called ‘Serpentine’ found on ao3 & wattpad.

pairing; married! loki x wife! reader

reblogs/feedback/likes are appreciated & encouraged. DO NOT repost/steal any of my works.

warnings; n/a

word count; 644

prompt based; “I knew there was a reason I married you”.

links; Marvel Masterlist | Masterlist

© springismss - don’t repost, copy, translate, steal or modify.

A gentle hum passed your lips as you lay your hands on the balcony staring out into the night, seemingly reflecting on the events of the last few years of your life.

What some would consider a whirlwind you considered perfectly normal. Well, as normal as it could be with the person you had chosen to be the other half of your soul until you close your eyes for the last time.

"Mammy! Help!".

The excited squeal of a child caused you to smile, looking over your shoulder to find a small figure, trying their best to run, coming towards you. The laugh that sounded from you was one of pure happiness as you turned and crouched, holding your arms wide open for the incoming attack.

"Let me guess my little one, there's a big scary monster hunting you down and you know it won't try anything while your mammy is here?".

Green eyes looked at you with admiration before looking back through the door they had come from. Anticipating the moment when the figure hunting them down would appear.

"Yes! He's very big and scary! A meanie!".

Placing your hand over your mouth, you stifled a laugh at the obvious loudness from the young boy. He was egging the person inside on and you knew he loved every moment of it.

"Big and scary am I?".

The small scream from your son at the sudden surprise made you smile affectionately at the person responsible for it as you stood, picking up the young boy in your arms, placing him on your hip with a firm grip to make sure he didn't slip off in a moment.

"Quick mammy! Run, you can't let him get us".

Winking, you began to run off towards the door and around your home. Your giggles mixed excited squeals filled the space around you all, the game of cat and mouse lasting for a good hour before your little one grew tired.

Placing a gentle kiss in the mop of black locks, you smiled softly and pulled the blanket up covering the small figure. Double-checking he had everything he needed, you tip-toed out but not before you looked over your shoulder.

"Sweet dreams, my little mischief maker".

After walking down the stairs and reaching the bottom, you stretched slightly being careful not to hurt yourself too much. The gentle hum of the television in the background lulled you a little as you stepped through the door and over to the couch where your husband sat.

"He went down quicker than I thought this time around, you must have done a number in him with your appearing act love".

Sitting yourself down, you brought your legs up and lay down, your head resting on the lap of the man beside you. Fingers ran through your hair gently, eyes looking at you in what could be described as awe.

"Loki?".

Your voice brought him out of his thoughts as he looked down, a rare but genuine smile on his face. The one side of the God of Mischief you got to see for yourself.

"You know, (y/n), you're strong and beautiful, who would have thought you would have managed to calm me?".

Rolling your eyes playfully, you stuck your tongue out at him as you guided his hand down to your tummy, resting yours on top as his thumb ran over your slightly swollen figure.

"Hmmm... maybe it's because you can be quite persuasive when you want to be. That aside, it's because I love you~".

Looking up as you moved your head slightly, you reached your other hand up and cupped his face. Enjoying the quiet moment alone with your husband.

"~You're worth more to me than you'll ever know. I knew there was a reason I married you. Which I wouldn't change for anyone in all of the realms".

Surprise, Surprise

A/N- Please keep in mind, this is my first time writing a Reader Insert. So, I'm sorry in advance if this isn't that good.

Loki x Fem!Reader

F/F= Favorite Food

Imagine on the elevator, Thor talks to Loki about a girl he met while on Midgard, having no idea that girl happened to be Loki girlfriend of 6 years, you.

"I'm sorry, my lady." Thor's voice booms throughout the kitchen after having bumped into you after turning away from the fridge. You smiled softly and nodded your head in thanks. "It's no problem Thor." you said. "Would you like to have lunch with me, my lady? Everyone seems to be out of the Compound at the moment." Thor asks in a surprisingly soft voice. "Why the hell not? My name is Y/N L/N, by the way." You smiled widely. "It is nice to meet you, lady Y/N. What would you like to eat?" Thor grins, gesturing to open-planned kitchen in the Avengers Compound. "I'll just take a plate of F/F from the fridge, Thor. Thank you." You spoke before sitting at the dinning room table, as Thor plated both you and him some F/F. After heating both plates up, Thor flopped into the chair next to the one you were sitting in, after putting both plates on the table. You and Thor got to know one another as you both ate. Loki had told you about Thor and stories about when they were little, but you didn't think Thor would have such Golden Retriever energy based off of what Loki had said. You guys eventually went separate ways as Thor said he was off to the gym. You bid goodbyes as you went back to Loki's room. As you arrived at Loki's room, you could see him walking down the hall towards the Elevator. "I'm going to get a new book, my Queen." Loki spoke softly but loud enough for you to hear, without turning around, as if sensing your confusion. "Ok, I'll be in your bedroom, my King." You spoke before heading into Loki's room and closing the door.

Loki got to the elevator the same time as Thor, and coincidentally the Library and gym are one floor apart. Going the same way, down. Thor held the elevator doors open for his brother which had Loki nodding his thanks. "I met such a wonderful maiden today, brother." Thor announced as the elevator doors closed. Loki raised an eyebrow in question, which Thor noticed. "Why yes, she was the upmost kind and sweet woman I've ever met. I think you would love her. She has a mischievous side but also has a kind and caring nurture to her. I think you and her would get along great after some of the pranks she told me she's pulled on her older brother." Thor explained with a bright smile. "Who is this, you speak of Thor?" Loki questioned with genuine curiosity. "Her name was Y/N L/N. She was brilliant, she was." Thor spoke, with wild gestures of his hands, before smiling at his brother. "I think you and her would get along great." He added quickly, noticing Loki's amusement to the situation. Loki nodded with a mischievous sparkle to his eyes. "I'll keep that in mind, brother. Thank you." He spoke with a hint of a smile pulling at his lips. "No problem, brother." Thor grinned while giving Loki a pat on the back.

As Thor and Loki went their separate ways once arriving to the destined floor, Loki smiled to himself, a genuine smile, just thinking about you and thinking he's ready to tell the team about you. He knows you're the one for him. You complete him. You make him feel things he's never felt before. You are the love of his life. He doesn't know what he would do without you. You make him a better person. Loki is happy for the first time in what feels like forever because of you. He is beyond grateful he met you. He would go to the end of the Nine Realms for you. He would kill for you. He would do anything you asked of him. You have him wrapped around your finger like there is no tomorrow.

Down with Crush (Loki x Female Reader) (18+)

Summary : You're an avenger and Loki have a crush on you, but he'd never express his feelings to you. But your thoughts infiltrate his head every waking moment, to find the relief he ends up on Tumblr every night to read Y/N x Male reader fics.

Warning : 18+ , Minors DNI , Sub loki, Male masturbation, slap kink

Note : This is what happens when I can't sleep and sub loki is on my mind.

Loki got enamored with you from the very moment he saw you. You are an avenger, a very popular one. And he absolutely adores you, however he'd never allow his feelings to come to the surface, his secret will remain intact. He can't handle another person rejecting him or the bundle of affection he had to offer. 

So he kept the fact that he fancied you to himself. Everytime you smiled at him, his cheeks flushed. Everytime your hands brushed against his he would feel the butterflies, you're strong but there is a softness about you that he would have wanted to explore if he wasn't so afraid of rejection. 

Whenever he wasn't saving the world he would hang out in his room surfing through his phone on this thing called web. He had found his favorite site, a site called Tumblr. He loved reading fanfictions, apparently that's what they called it. But he wasn't reading fictions about himself, no no no he was reading about you. He loved searching for your name in there.. Y/n x Male reader, it all started very innocently. He'd search for something fluffy and imagine those scenarios in his head about you. But then he stumbled upon a sex fiction, a smut piece if you will.

He has never come so hard as he did that night. He fondled himself until he exploded all over his torso, he felt so ashamed, so guilty, he felt like a pervert but he couldn't help it. He was so addicted to you. It felt like a drug that he needed in his veins.

"Let's see if I could find something tonight" he muttered under his breath as he laid down on his bed with his phone in his left hand, he made sure to get naked first. You always made him cum so hard, even though he was just imagining it all. He scrolled and scrolled to find a good smut fic that would make him tremble with need. And he finally did.

"Y/n x sub male reader.. fucking hel..yess" he started reading the fiction and it was a piece about you edging him mercilessly, he spat on his palm and then it went straight over his already hard and leaking cock. He needed a release that he craved so badly, he bit on his lips and then licked it as he scrolled down further. The dirty words scribbled by the writer were downright filthy.

"Awhhh my pretty boy you look so pretty like this, all tied up for my pleasure" he moaned audibly as he pictured you on top of him, his arms tied up over his head as you would talk down to him. He pumped his cock up and down slowly, his thumb rubbed against his tip. The sweat beads started to form on his forehead and pooled between his chest, he kept the temperature up for that same reason, he loved feeling so sweaty, so dirty as if he was actually there making love to you, fucking you. Your sweat drenched bodies rubbing against each other, the thought of your warm pussy made him even harder.

"Are you my good boy or not? Because you're being a real brat right now" The y/n in the story gave a small little slap on the reader's cheeks and he pictured you doing that to him. Oh he wanted to feel you slap him, hurt him, do whatever you wanted to do with him. He closed his eyes and thought about your hands as you slapped him hard. So hard, he wanted to feel the sting and then maybe a gentle caress, he'd love the mark you'd leave on him, he moaned loudly as he increased his strokes, he rubbed his precum all over his palm as he fisted himself. 

"Ohhh I'm your good boy miss y/n, yes I'm your good boy..fuck please miss..ahh yess" he mumbled as he felt himself getting closer to his peak. He threw his head backwards on the pillow, arched his back as he felt the knot building up in his core. He envisioned your mouth on him, taking him in, your tongue running around his shaft, his length, his balls even and he felt so nasty. 

"Cum for me whore" the line made him explode instantly and he screamed your name as he let go, he loved the degrading name being used for him, he wondered if you'd be into this type of thing. It was all fiction afterall. He looked at the cum that splattered all over his torso and he massaged it over his skin, he just wanted to close his eyes and picture you doing this to him. He was obsessed with you, truly obsessed but he would never let his feelings out to you or make you uncomfortable with this. 

Because he knew you'd never be into him, you're too good for him, you're beautiful, so smart, a hero. He's not worthy of you, the thought made him tear up and as soon the euphoria he felt from his orgasm died down, the guilt creeped in. You're his friend, one of the only people who genuinely seem to care about him. He truly felt ashamed of such thoughts, but he knew he'd come back to this whenever he'd see you again out there being your gorgeous self. He knew his mind would wander again as he'd picture filthy scenarios in his head about you. He can't have you but he can imagine.

He got up to get showered so he kept his phone down on the bed and left for his bathroom, and that's when you came out of his closet that was right next to his bed. It was his birthday tomorrow. You wanted to surprise him with a gift, you needed the exact size of his shirt but when you heard his footsteps approaching towards the room you hid in his closet. 

And you saw everything. You saw everything he did, the way he pleasured himself and screamed your name as he came.

And you intended to use this surprising revelation in your favor tomorrow