Loki x reader

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If you didn't read the tags because you like to live dangerously, Y/N is Loki's genderfluid sibling in this one and uses they/them pronouns. Loki is (of course) also genderfluid but uses he/him and she/her pronouns. Even though it's Y/N, the story is written from a 3rd person perspective so you can read Y/N as an OC if you want to.

After Frigga died, there was really nothing that held Y/N on Asgard anymore. They traveled the Realms for a while, hopping from one place to the next. They told people they were exploring, learning, gathering experience. Having grown up with the God of Mischief, it was not difficult to pull off the lie.

After a metaphysical call from Loki, they live at the new Avengers Compound for a while. Life there is easy and almost boring for the Asgardian Siblings, but someone interesting catches their eye.

“So there hasn’t been a reason that you called me here not long after the so-called Rogues returned to America? With James, who has been brainwashed and forced by the enemy to end lives he had no interest in ending, and was punished for deeds outside of his influence?”
“Pure coincidence, I assure you,” Loki drawled.

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Genius, Playboy, Billionaire — Beg For Me - Loki x Reader

Beg For Me - Loki x Reader

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Originally posted by lokitty

Summary: Loki fancies (Y/N) but refuses to do anything about it. Thor takes quick notice of what his brother desires and takes matters into his own hands. Thor gets close to you, but only under his brothers supervision, forcing Loki to make you his.

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Reader

Word count: 2,039 words

Warning: Implied smut, flirting, Idk?? That’s pretty much it.

A/N: First Loki fic 💕 hope you enjoy it!

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“I must say, (Y/N), you look rather ravishing tonight.”

His arm gripped onto your waist. His touch didn’t leave yours ever since he gave you a hug earlier. Not really caring, you let him stay close.

“Why thank you, but I heard you the first time.” It was the fifth time he made a flirty comment towards you. At first you appreciated it but by the time he repeated the comment again, it seemed fishy.

“Say, Thor. What’s your purpose?” Your hand grabbed his and removed the grip from your waist. You assumed it was because he wasn’t the best at parties considering he was the only Asgardian but his brother has been attending the latest get togethers so he isn’t necessarily the odd ball of the group.

“What do you mean, Lady (Y/N)?” His feet stepped closer to your form. In that moment you caught his eyes wandering to the other side of the room for a split second. Crossing your arms and looking over to the same spot he was eyeing down. There sat the handsome god of mischief. Glass in hand and book in the other, completely ignoring everyone around him.

“You’re acting weird and every few seconds I see you look at Loki. Why?” Your still crossed arms and an annoyed facial expression was all it took before the god could confess.

“Well, perhaps it is because Loki-” An arm game up from behind him and laid on the shoulder of the blonde god, cutting him off as he turned his head to see who had touched him.

“I heard my name?” The silky, deep and handsome voice came out of no where. He appeared right behind Thor and without any hesitation and stood next to him. His face was nothing but serious.

“Good afternoon.” He nodded his head, greeting you before focusing his gaze back onto his brother.

“Thor, brother, may I speak to you for a moment?” His hand still laid on his brothers shoulder. Thor nodded his head and took a drink of the beverage in his hand. After a moment of awkwardly standing there, Loki rolled his eyes.

Alone.”

Thor finally took a hint before holding a finger up to you as reassurance that he’ll return. They both went into the empty hallway outside of the ballroom, leaving you to sit on a bar stool alone.

“Brother. What are you doing? I thought you said you liked that other woman?” Loki put his hands on his hips and stared up into his brothers eyes.

“Well I do believe that you fancy lady (Y/N). And I do believe you’ll never tell her because your ego is too big for that. Yes, I do indeed like Jane but it’s hard to have a relationship if we never really see each other. If you don’t confess your feelings towards (Y/N)…” Thor closed his eyes while Loki ran his god-like hands through his long Raven hair in irritation.

“Then what? You’ll make her yours? Mark my words, brother, if you dare lay a finger on (Y/N) then you’re going to need a new way to wield Mjölnir for as you will not have the hands to do so.” Thor threw his head back in laughter at his brothers threat.

“Brother, either you claim her as yours or I’ll beat you to it. If I do beat you to it then you better have learned the lesson behind my actions.” He walked past his younger brother before returning to the ball room, walking towards you to be at your service.

“Everything okay, Thor?” You stood up from your seat and strolled towards him. He flashed you a smile before looking back at the doors that he came through. No sign of Loki.

“Yes, everything is fine. Do you want a drink?” He was rushing his words and didn’t even bother waiting for a response as he ordered you your favorite drink from the bar behind you.

“I don’t believe you, you know. Did Loki do something? You seem on edge.” Your hand rested on his shoulder before he gave you another reassuring smile. Shaking his head before grabbing the drinks and handing you yours.

“It is nothing for you to worry about, (Y/N). Are you enjoying the party?” He took a sip of his alcoholic beverage, like it was going to affect him anyway.

“Not much. I’m not a very social person. Tony did invite a lot of people tonight, didn’t he?” Lifting up the bottom of your glass, downing all of the liquid inside. Tonight was going to be a hard one to pass, especially because Tony forced you to attend it and threatened you if you left early. That’s why you were with Thor, he didn’t know anyone else either so it was like you both were destined to be together tonight. You set your glass on the bar table before putting a finger up to the server, signaling for another one.

“Very much so. Too many people, in fact. I rather prefer the small ones that only include the Avengers and maybe a few other agents.”

“Definitely. I mean, I’m not claustrophobic or anything but this party is too much for my liking.” You downed yet another drink before getting tipsy. Knowing you had no plans or missions for another week or so, you decided to let yourself relax for once. “Maybe it’s best for me to leave for tonight. I rather be in my room anyways, on the plus side I am feeling a bit light headed.”

“Would you like for me to walk you there? I assure you, I have nothing better to do.” He set his now empty glass on the table before grabbing your hand.

“Oh no, it’s fine Thor. I know my way around this tower, I’m sure I’ll be fine.” You gave him a final smile before giving him a small hug.

“Very well, sleep tight, (Y/N).”

“You as well!” You set your empty glass on the counter next to his before exiting the room. Walking, more like tumbling, down the hallway, door by door until you located your own and opening it up. You stumbled into your room, ready to fall asleep with the carefree mindset from the alcohol.

“Hello, love.” You yelped at the voice coming from your bed. Turning to see the god of mischief laying against your pillows, reading the same book from earlier.

“Did you really sit on my bed with your fucking shoes on?” You normally didn’t curse but it was the alcohol speaking. You rolled your eyes before walking to your bed stand and removing the jewelry to put it into your drawer.

“Yes, Loki. I don’t mind if you come into my room, lay on my bed with your bloody shoes on and wait for me to return. I don’t mind at all, I’m so glad you asked for my permission though!” You sarcastically threw your words at him, earning a cheeky smile from the bastard. You were taking your earrings out before stopping and turning to him, waiting for any response to explain why he invaded your ‘chambers’. See, even internally you mock him.

“I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for my brother.”

“Is this about what happened earlier? I understand it’s between you both, I understood that when Thor told me to practically mind my own business but seriously, does it have to go so far to where you had to invade my room when I’m not present?” You soon crossed the room again to your closet and taking your shoes off before setting them at the top of the rack.

“No, it’s not quite that.” His eyes trailed your form as you took off anything you were wearing but the dress.

“Then what is the meaning of this?” By this point you were done with the current conversation. You stood at the end of the bed, staring at the handsome God that was laying comfortably on your bed. He took note of your irritation before giving you a smirk.

“Care to join me?” His hand trailed to his upper thigh and gave it a pat.

“You’re asking me to join you, in my bed, on your lap? No. I just want you to tell me why you’re here and you keep avoiding my question!” His eyelids closed and his fingers pinched the bridge of his nose as if he was thinking of what to say next.

“If you do join me, I’ll tell you whatever you’d like. I assure you, I’m not leaving this room until you do so.”

You squinted your eyes at him. What could he possibly be scheming? You wanted answers but at the same time you didn’t want to fill his ego by doing what he asked. Either way you lose. You didn’t mind doing what he wanted at all but you weren’t the type to give in to what others wanted, you always got your way.

“I really hope I don’t regret this.” Rolling your eyes to your own actions as you climbed up from the edge of the bed and straddled him. He grinned ear to ear as your bottom sat on his lap.

“This is indeed exciting. The breathtaking, dominant (Y/N) giving into my wishes.”

“Give me answers.”

“As expected. I shall owe up to my end of the deal.”

His eyes wandered from your face to your form. He observed the position you both were in before looking back up at you.

“I like you.” His arms laid on his torso and his beautiful eyes wouldn’t leave yours, begging for a response. You sat in shock. Was this a joke? Here you were in a vulnerable position, straddling the man who claims to fancy you. The God of Mischief studied your movements, or lack there of. You froze and didn’t know how to answer.

“Ha ha. Jokes over.”

“Why would I come to your room to play a childish prank on you?”

“They literally call you the god of mischief, Loki.”

“How can I make you believe I’m telling the truth?” His face tilted closer to yours. His hands trailed up your thighs going under your dress and gripping your hips. You gasped at his cold touch. Before you could respond he flipped you onto your back and hovered over you.

“Believe me now?” He grabbed your arms before pinning them above your head. Your heart was beating so fast that your chest was visibly rising up and down on the bed.

“Calm down, little one. I won’t do anything. That is, unless you want me to.” His cold breath hit your neck as it sent shivers down your spine. Your body quivered from the satisfaction of his body close to yours, letting out a small moan. His mouth attacked your earlobe before he growled into your ear, pleased with the noise you released.

“I want you to say it. I want you to beg for me.”

“Why beg when I know you’ll do it anyways?” Your snappy comeback put a grin on his face. He dug his face into the crook of your neck before sucking on it viciously. This was a greedy God, there was no way in hell that he’d be gentle with you.

His hands went to grip onto your thighs before lifting your dress over your head and onto the floor. The blue in his eyes shimmered at the look of you barely covered body beneath him. His hands trailed up and down your side. You back arched to his touch, overjoyed by the spark his skin sent through your body. In a snap of a finger the clothes surrounding Loki shimmered into a green aura before disappearing. He left nothing on his body but his boxers.

“What do you wish for me to do to you, love?” He hair dangled off his shoulders, right above your face. You smirked before grabbing his arms and flipping him. He was forced to lay his back against your bed, his eyes shot open in shock. You straddled him once again before leaning down letting your noses touch and breathed in the shared air.

“What do you wish for me to do to you, love?”

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Prompt #1605

“They all think we’re dating, you know.”

“And who’s fault is that?!”

The villain held up both hands. “Not mine, so there’s no need to get righteous on me. But, it has got me thinking…”

The hero groaned at their scheming expression. That look never ended well. “Alright, spit it out.”

“How would you feel about staging the messiest breakup in history?”

“…why?”

“For the drama of it all, why else?”

i want… I WANT TO DO THIS WITH LOKI. SHOULD I

BUCKY BARNES x READER

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Originally posted by sincerelysaraahh

REQUEST: Reader is an introvert lab assistant and surprises everyone at Tony’s wedding when she sang at the reception and caught Bucky’s attention.

REQUESTED BY: @tom-hlover

PAIRING: BUCKY x READER

WORD COUNT: 1,103

A/N: I didn’t want to describe the reader too much, so it’s very vague based on looks! Let your imagination run wild (:

POSTED: 10/19/2020

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The reflection in the mirror looked back at her as she inhaled deeply.

This was the first time Tony had seen her out of uniform. Surely, he wouldn’t even recognize her. Hell, looking back at the reflection, she barely recognized herself.

The long silky dress hugged in all the right places. Nothing compared to the baggy clothes everyone was used to. Her hair was even styled different, and a little bit of makeup caked her face.

“Come on, (Y/N).” she cheered herself on, rubbing her temples to ease the anxiety running through her mind.

Standing up straight, she redundantly wiped her dress before slowly leaving the bathroom and heading towards the reception.

“(Y/N)! Wow, you look amazing. You’re gonna do great, kiddo.” Steve stood to the side of the stage, giving her two big thumbs up.

“Who all knows i’m about to preform?” She asks, hiding the shakiness from her voice.

He furrows his eyebrows. “Well, I believe it’s just me and Natasha, right? It’ll be a surprise for everyone.”

Great.

Natasha was giving off a speech, god knows what the hell she was saying.

Quiet frankly, neither Steve or (Y/N) was listening. She was too busy freaking in her head, as Steve was trying to wait for his cue to sent her up while simultaneously hype her up.

“Don’t worry.” He reassures, finding the introverted girls quietness as a sense of regret.

Her head nods in agreement. Silently building up the courage inside her mind.

“Alright, alright. Enough about the sappy, sappy stories. We actually have a surprise for the newly weds!” Natasha raises her glass, setting the mic back into place before leaving the stage.

Everyone watched the married couple, their eyes in as much as confusion as everyone else.

“Break a leg!” Steve whispers, slowly nudging the female onto the stage.

As she walked up, Steve ran over to the small bar. Taking a seat next to his old friend, and sipping a beer he left behind.

It was quiet, all the eyes in the room were now glued on the stage, as a beautiful woman walked across it. Sure, everyone knew her, but nobody recognized her.

A choke was heard next to him, Steve whipping his head to his friend. “You okay?”

“Uh,” His friend wipes his chin, eyes studying every curve of the lady in stage. “Yeah, yeah. I’m okay.”

“Whatever you say, Bucky.”

“Hi everyone,” the soft voice came off the speakers. “I’m (Y/N) (Y/L/N). I’ve been working under Tony for a long time, and I can truthfully say that no matter how frustrating it is being his assistant, I couldn’t have it any other way.”

Her smile works it’s way onto Tony. Recognizing his assistant, he sips his champagne.

“Although I may not seem like it, before I pursued this career, I actually worked at a bar downtown. I sang this song one night for a couple who happened to be new weds at the time, and I cant help but feel the same happiness I experienced then, as i am now.”

Her hand was shaking against the microphone as she spoke into it, but this was only the beginning.

“Ah, but yes,” She looked down at her feet in embarrassment, “To Tony and Pepper!”

Everyone clapped, preparing for the song. Pepper stood up, slowly leading Tony to the floor for a dance.

(Y/N) closes her eyes, and starts the sing the song All You Need Is Love by The Beatles.

“Love, love, love,” Her beautiful voice beamed into the hall. Tony smiled softly, grabbing Pepper and dancing to the beat.

Steve laughed to himself, watching his close friend enjoy one of the happiest moments of his life. Little did he know, his other friend stood next to him, slowly drinking his whiskey on rocks in awe.

Buckys eyes and ears memorized with everything the woman on stage was presenting. The song was an up-beat, happy song, his heart thumping along with the music.

The song soon finished, everyone clapping and Tony even shedding a few tears.

(Y/N) smiled softly at the couple, “Let’s make this night memorable!” she shouts, smiling and heading off the stage.

Bucky watched her leave, walking carefully in her high shoes and towards the crowd. Steve on the other hand, had finally took his eyes off of everyone else and onto Bucky.

He noticed the glimmer in Buckys eyes, quietly laughing to himself before catching Buckys attention. “Come on, I’ll introduce you.”

He began walking away, his friend tailing him without saying a word.

God, she was mesmerizing. Sure, Bucky had been with plenty of women of his time, but none ever made him catch his breath like this.

“(Y/N)!” Steve hugged her, swaying back and forth, her laughs in his ear. “You did fantastic! I told you that you would do great!”

She laughed once more, shaking her head. “Thank you, pal. It was terrifying, but seeing the look on their faces made up for it.”

His eyes darted up as he laughed, Bucky was now slowly inching forward to include himself in the conversation.

“Oh, (Y/N), this is Bucky! He’s my friend from-“

“What? Are you serious Steve? Of course I know who he is! You know, not only do I work for Tony, but only so many people can be put to sleep for like seventy years and brought back.”

Her eyebrows furrowed as she giggled. She reach her hand out to the brown-haired man.

“It’s n-“ He reach out to shake her hand, stuttering on his words, “Nice to meet you, (Y/N).”

“Yeah.” Her lips curved into a smile

Nobody noticed, but Steve had a shocked look on his face. Never had he ever witnessed Bucky stutter, or let alone be nervous around someone.

“Would you care to dance?” Bucky whispered, but loud enough for both to hear.

That’s more like it, Steve thought.

“I would love to dance, but only if you,” Her voice trailed off, her hand slowly reaching up to run her fingers through his hair, “Tell me what shampoo you use. Jeez, your hair is beautiful.”

He could feel his face heating up, noticing how the woman didn’t realize how flirtatious her actions were, rather than being friendly. He smirked, growing confident as if he had an upper hand in the situation.

“Well, after we dance,” He stepped closer, grabbing the hand from his hair and intertwined it with his own, “I could show you.”

Steve shook his head, glancing at the now flustered girl before turning his back and walking towards the bar.

“Yeah. Yeah, that’s the Bucky a grew up with.”

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Originally posted by go-fandom-imagines

SUMMARY/PROMPT: “I just watched you stack 3 chairs on top of each other to reach the top shelf because I put something up there. And… now I had to catch you because that was a stupid idea.

PAIRING: LOKI X READER

WORD COUNT: 414

A/N: NEW MASTERLIST COMING SOON

POSTED: 10/17/2020

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“Fuck,” she cursed to herself. Looking up at the cabinets above the sink, she shook her head in aggravation. “How the hell am I suppose to reach that?”

At the very top of the cabinet laid the extra coffee. Of course, moments prior, Loki had poured the last cup of fresh coffee for himself.

The extra grounds normally sat at a lower shelf, but since Loki has been staying with the team, things have been changing and moving locations. For a man who cannot sleep, coffee seems to be the only thing that keeps him company throughout the silent nights.

“Well,” she taps her foot, thinking of an idea. Clumsy one, she is. There’s no way climbing the counter and clinging onto the cabinet will work without falling. So instead, she opted for the fastest, but most idiotic thing to do. “The shit I do for coffee.”

Carefully stacking a chair on top another, she sighs so herself when even that isn’t tall enough. Slowly, she stacks a third chair.

Perfect.

The sleepy girl slowly climbs up the chairs, securing her balance before reaching for the coffee.

“Shit!” she screams, not realizing how unbalanced the chairs became when her arm reach too far. Within a quarter of a second, the leg on the middle chair shifted, causing the top chair and the small girl to plummet.

Her eyes close for the impact. So exhausted, the fate of gravity already accepted.

Although it never came.

Opening her eyes, above she saw a mischievous smirk. A familiar smirk, one she wished to punch. She laid in the hands of the culprit who placed the coffee so high above the ground in the first place.

“You know,” He starts, licking his lips subtly, eyes not leaving hers. “You could have asked for my help.”

She scoffed, wiggling out of his grip and standing before him, little to no space between their bodies.

“Buy your own damn coffee.” Her anger rose within her, blush creeping onto her cheeks as she realized how close their faces lie. The same stupid smirk on his face.

“Oh, I would. But you see,” He starts, raising his hand to caress her cheek, before abruptly grabbing her chin and pulling her closer to his face. His smile grows deeper, as he looks into her shocked eyes. “But where’s the fun in that?

In that moment, she realized. Maybe there’s a deeper reason to why he always places her coffee on the top shelf.

Height Difference Prompts

- “We met because you tripped over me (because I’m tiny of course) and now you’re trying to propose to me but while looking for me you tripped… over my entire body.”

- “You always try to sneakily kiss me because I can’t get you back but little did you know I’ve been working out just so I can climb you like a tree to do the same.”

- “You somehow forget that I’m tiny and just face-planted into the floor because you tried to lean on me. I know it probably hurts but this is too funny.”

- “I just watched you stack 3 chairs on top of each other to reach the top shelf because I accidentally put something up there. And… now I had to catch you because that was a stupid idea.”

- “I went out and bought super tall high heels so I could finally be your height only I don’t know how to walk in these.”

- “We went to school together but haven’t seen each other in a long time and wow have you gotten tall.”

- “I don’t know who you are but I need you to lift me up so I can grab that thing off the top shelf. I know it’s awkward that we’re strangers and your hand is close to my butt, it’s fine (mainly because you’re cute).”

- “You started messing with me by putting stuff on the top shelf so now I’m getting back by hiding everything in the bottom drawers/cupboards.”

- “Everybody thinks that you’re dating a minor because I’m as tall as a short 13 year old and you’re… I don’t know, super tall.”

- “We don’t own a ladder but we really need to fix stuff around the house so now I’m using you as a ladder.”

thinking abt #4 with loki for the fluff…..

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Summary: You’re suspicious that Loki can read your mind so you decide to test that theory.

Pairing: Loki x reader

Word Count: 2,357

A/N: So this is v v loosely based on I Think He Knows by Taylor Swift, but not really? I just wanted to give the credit that is due before anyone says i didnt. Hope yall like it!

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He definitely knew.

You were hyper aware of the fact that his stare was on you, his eyes on the back of your head, making your cheeks heat up. You pointedly continued doing what you were doing, though. You nodded along to whatever Thor was saying (you had stopped listening about two minutes ago). Fandral laughed loudly then, followed by Volstagg and Sif, and you forced yourself to chuckle as well, praying you looked believable. You didn’t feel bad about your lack of concentration towards the story at hand. It wasn’t your fault that Loki was burning holes in your head. That every time he did that, it made your heartbeat skip like it was running a marathon. 

He just had that effect on you. And he definitely knew.

You had known Loki for your entire life almost. You couldn’t remember a time where you hadn’t been around him, Thor, Sif or the Warriors Three. You had grown up in Asgard’s Royal Castle like many of the Noblemen’s sons and daughters. Sure, the privilege you had was nowhere near the princes themselves, but you weren’t far behind. You were your father’s only child, and he treated you as such too. From a young age, you were taught and trained in the ways of the Royals. Where you had the sophistication of a princess, you were just as fierce as Lady Sif herself. Never had you backed down from a challenge in your long, long life. Nor were you going to start now.

Who cares if Loki was slowly making you putty in his hands? You wouldn’t show it. You wouldn’t be like the Asgardian women who squealed and swooned over the princes and had one sole purpose; marrying one of them. You had more dignity than that and you knew your worth.

But oh the lords above, did Loki make you feel things.

You didn’t know exactly when it started, or when the realization hit you that you had honest, less-than-platonic feelings for Asgard’s brooding prince. But one minute he was just Loki, your friend, and the next minute he was….. Loki. And somehow, that was totally different.

You had always gotten along with Loki more than with Thor, unlike your other friends. Sure, people gravitated towards Thor’s larger than life personality, but something about how quietly intelligent Loki was had always caught your eye. From the minute you could string together sentences, you knew he was different. He knew he was different. And the difference didn’t fade over time.

Loki was just as quiet now, with a wit as sharp as a knife, an attitude that made his words sound suave and almost … expensive. It was hard to explain how exquisite he was, so you had stopped trying to get to the bottom of it and had accepted that when it came to Loki, you were in fact a swooning Asgardian woman.

Pathetic.

You broke away from your friends after fifteen minutes of trying to concentrate, walking over to where Loki was leaning against a wall. He straightened as you approached him, raising an eyebrow.

“Don’t have the effort to pretend to be interested.” You offered in way of explanation. He breathed out a laugh as you joined him in his people-watching activities. You glanced at him every now and then as you stood in peaceful silence, a profile made of sharp lines and brilliant contours. His cheekbones jutted high, cheeks softly dented and giving way to an even more defined jaw. His skin was the smoothest shade of porcelain, pale and unmarked.

“You’re staring.” He mumbled, making your eyes snap forward.

“M’not.” You lied, nearly hearing his smirk. You felt your fingers curl with nervousness.

“Okay.” His voice was slightly amused, but you still didn’t look. He’d caught you once and you wouldn’t embarrass yourself by being caught again.

That evening as you walked back to your chambers with Sif, you wondered if you should ask her the most burning question of them all.

“Sif?” At her hum of acknowledgement, you continued.

“Do you think Loki can read minds?”

She laughed at the question, shrugging. “Isn’t that the unanswered question of our time? Does anyone truly know?”

You pursed your lips, feeling disappointment kick in. “I thought you would. That maybe Thor told you at some point.”

She shook her head, still smiling. “You think Thor knows?”

That made you frown, opening the door to your room. You shut it behind the two of you. “I’m sure he does. They’re brothers, Sif.”

“It’s Loki, Y/N. Let’s be honest, no one really knows him but Frigga. And unless you have the gall to ask her, it’ll remain a mystery.”

You sighed quietly as your friend flopped down on your bed, mumbling something about how tired she was. Loki reading minds was entirely possible. He was very skilled in magic, just as his mother was. It would explain the lingering, uneasy feeling you had about him being aware of your feelings towards him. And if he couldn’t read minds, that means you were hiding your feelings extremely poorly, so much so that he could tell even without going through your head.

If that was the case, you had a problem. And you needed to be more discreet if you were going to keep him from knowing.

……………… 

You decided to test your theory about Loki reading minds. It was a long shot, but you were willing to try if it got you answers. 

You started the very next day, in the morning just before you headed off on your horses. Riding was a fun sport that you indulged in almost every morning, accompanied by your group of friends. As you walked your horse to the castle gates where everyone waited for you, your eye caught Loki’s. 

Instantly, you thought of something outrageously provocative. It wasn’t hard to conjure up, a horrifying image that would make anyone flinch.

Loki didn’t flinch. 

He only smiled at you in way of greeting, and you knew for a fact that no one who had just seen what was happening in your brain could be that calm and unaffected. 

Damn. Trial number one was a failure. 

You tried again a few days later, this time focusing every thought you had on creating an image of a naked Thor. Across from you at the table, Loki gave no indication of being aware of what was happening in your head. He only gave you a nod and continued with the task at hand. 

You forced your thoughts to get more and more tantalizing, trying your hardest to elicit a reaction. From vulgar images to funny one liners, you tried everything. Throughout all of it, nothing happened but what was the norm. There was no flinch, or disapproving groan, or muffled laugh. Loki was as stoic as they came. You mentally groaned and rolled your eyes. Had you been wrong? Was Loki, in fact, not able to read minds at all? 

Had you focused less on your failures and more on the man before you, you would have noticed the slightest of twitches in his lip, trying his hardest to not let his amusement show on his face. 

…………… 

You decided you had too many distractions in your surroundings. Loki had more than enough happening around him to pointedly ignore whatever insane images or thoughts you would roll around your head. That was the conclusion you had come to after several weeks of your self proclaimed experiments. You needed to get Loki alone. And there was no better place to do that then Loki’s favorite room in the castle. The library. 

The time Loki didn’t spend with you, your mutual friends or his mother, he would be in the library. And understandably so. The place was magnificent. Rows after rows of shelves, rising up taller than anyone could fathom, an innumerable amount of books that would require an entire lifetime to read. Roaring fireplaces at variable differences and shiny, marble floors. The hanging drapes and plush seats gave the place a homey feeling. You had to admit, you could get lost in that place and not complain once.

With how much Loki already knew, it was hard to imagine there was still space left in his brain to acquire more knowledge. Yet he read like it was his air, and something about the way he sat on the library’s smooth, golden window sill, legs crossed at the ankles and back straight, book in his hands, made you want to watch him for eternity. 

You looked at him now, the light from the window reflecting beautifully off his skin, making it look paler than usual, but in a way that made him look pure. Raw. 

You walked closer to him, making him look up at the sound of footsteps approaching. He smiled at you a little. That quiet, characteristic tilt of his lips that only he could pull off. You felt your lungs stutter, breath catching in your throat. As you stopped at the window sill and hoisted yourself up on it with your back against the window, you tried to make your heartbeat calm down. 

Wouldn’t do you good to feel like this and think these thoughts. Not when he could potentially be lurking in your head. 

“What brings you here?” He asked, flipping a page of his book. You shrugged. 

“I was bored.”

He hummed and pursed his lips. “Well, you came to the wrong person. I’m hardly an entertainer. That’s more Thor’s thing.”

You huffed and looked at him. “You’d rather I go to him?" 

The smallest of smiles tugged at his lips, glancing at you briefly before looking down again. "Never.”

You could feel a smile of your own struggle against your stoic expression, hunching your shoulders to hide your face under your collar before letting the giddy grin take over. 

“What are you reading?” You asked after a bout of silence, making him lift the book so you could see the title. You rolled your eyes. 

“Come on, Loki. Talk to me. I’m not going to just sit here and watch you read.”

“I thought you liked watching me." 

You felt your face warm up in embarrassment, pointedly not looking at his face when he spoke again.

"Goodness knows you do a lot of it.”

Your head snapped to look at him, gritting your teeth before hopping off the sill. “This was a waste.”

Loki’s hand grabbed your wrist before you could leave, chuckling softly. “Okay, I’m sorry. I was only teasing.”

You pouted and looked back at him, the book discarded on the sill and him standing before you. It occurred to you right then, that this was the most focused on you Loki could possibly be. Without thinking, you conjured up the image of you and him, naked under bed covers and doing things you’d rather not say out loud. 

You didn’t mind making that imagine. Heaven knew you’d thought of it way too often. Either Loki would react to what he saw or he couldn’t read minds and he’d never know. Either way, it was a win-win. 

It was the most minute of changes. A twitch of his cheek and the lightest blush dusting his cheeks and nose. But you saw it immediately, eyes widening at the implication. 

I knew it!” You yelped, feeling your entire body tense in excitement. “I fucking knew it! You can read minds!" 

Loki was frantically shushing you, raising his hands to make wild gestures before looking to the library door as if checking to see that you two were alone.

"Keep your voice down!” He hissed, making you clamp your mouth shut and stare at him wide eyed.

“You sly dog.” You whispered with controlled excitement. “All those frankly insulting images and thoughts, you read them all! And you didn’t even twitch. But I got you. Finally, I did. And it took the image of me and you under the-" 

You stopped short, eyes widening with the horror of realization. 

"Oh no.”

Now it was Loki’s turn to smirk, his eyes glinting with amusement. “Oh yes.”

Okay. So he definitely knew.  In your excitement about being right, you had completely forgotten the implications of your success.

You cleared your throat and pointedly looked away from him, suddenly finding the floor and ceiling extremely interesting. Fuck. Fuck. This meant that every thought you’d had about his smile or his deliciously ridiculous body had reached him. 

“It has.” He spoke again, now full on grinning. You scowled at him. 

“Get out of my head!” You pouted at him. He pretended to contemplate it before shaking his head. 

“And deprive myself of this treasure?” He tapped your forehead with his index finger. “Nope.”

You glared at him, bringing back the image of him and you, making his face stir again and make you smirk. You took a step forward, putting you just inches away from him, now sporting a grin of your own. Two can play at this game. 

“What’s wrong, Loki?” You whispered, running the image longer and progressively making it more steamy in your head. You traced a single finger over his chest watching him follow the movement with his eyes. You couldn’t help the glee that filled you. 

“I don’t think you need to read my mind to guess what I feel.” He mumbled, making you smile and shake your head. 

“I guess I don’t.”

Those were your last words before your lips met his in a soft, slow kiss. 

He responded immediately, hand reaching up to cup the back of your neck, pulling your body closer to his with the other. Your hands gripped his shoulders before wrapping them around his neck, head tilting to deepen the kiss. Your heart was beating a mile a minute, sighing in his mouth. He pulled away just enough to whisper into your lips. 

“Why don’t we make that image in your head into a reality?" 

You grinned into the kiss and pecked his lips once more before pulling away enough to take his hand, tugging it to make him follow you to your chambers. 

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