3, 7 And 9 For Loki

3, 7 and 9 for Loki

It takes a lot to make Loki sick, so when he does he's an absolute bear and wants to be doted on. Plus, kisses make the ache/hurt feel better.

You Make It Better

Loki x reader

Words: 347

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Based on:

3. Acts like a baby when they’re sick

7. Secretly loves nose/forehead kisses

9.Gets cranky when they’re tired

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“Darliiiinnggg,” dragged a hoarse voice coming from your bedroom.

“I’m coming,” you say, putting the finishing touches on the hot tea.

Loki was sick, or something of the sort. You didn’t exactly know what it was and at first when you pointed out he was ill, he declined, claiming that he doesn’t get sick. But it was obvious; the tired eyes, the unusual unkempt look, his more irritable than usual tone, it was obvious that he wasn’t well.

After disagreeing with you for about an hour, you’ve somehow done it. You’ve convinced him to take a nap and the moment his body hit your bed, his attitude melted and he did a complete one-eighty.

His voice that was booming before was now soft with each word.

Currently finishing up, you slowly step into the bedroom with the cup in hand. Across the room, there Loki lay waiting for you.

“I made you Peppermint tea,” you said, holding it out.

He gently pushed your hand to the side, “I don’t need foolish tea,” he said. “Okay, what do you need then? Cold water? A warm towel? A cold towel?”

Despite being unwell, that didn’t stop a grin from spreading along on his face, without a word he tugged you downwards and you leaned lowering your head closer. Bringing both of his warm hands to your cheeks he continues to pull you. You expect him to stop sometime, but he pulls you until your lips are against his forehead. Then he leans back satisfied, “much better,” he says with a wink and you shake your head with a grin.

“Get some rest,” you say, turning around to leave the room. “Wait!” He shouts and you turn back, “I need one more thing.”

“What’s that?”

His arms extended out, “Your warmth.”

Although a little bit surprised, you can’t help but grin to yourself, who would’ve thought that the man who used to abhor romance would be laying in front of you begging for your cuddles.

You climbed into his arms making yourself the little spoon before you relaxed against him.

AHHHHHH

Dad, Don't Kill Him ➳ Loki Laufeyson

➳ this is from the pregnancy prompt list. if you want to see me write a fic from this prompt list, let me know! :) sorry for any mistakes!

➳ a/n: AHHHHH this one has my heart 😭💗

➳ pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Stark!Reader

➳ summary: As the daughter of Tony Stark, when you find out you and Loki are pregnant, you can only hope that your dad takes the news well. And doesn't try to murder Loki.

➳ warnings: talks of pregnancy, if that triggers you. other than that, just pure fluff! 💗

➳ prompts: “I already know this kid’s gonna be the luckiest kid in the world. They’ve got you as a mom/dad/parent/aunt/uncle/etc.”

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“Darling, it’s going to be fine,” Loki said as the two of you walked toward the front door of the lakeside cabin he lived in. In your pocket were the ultrasound pictures of the baby you weren’t expecting to conceive this soon, and it was all still so surreal to know that you and Loki were going to be parents.

You recalled the rocky past that Loki and your father, Tony Stark, shared. Everything went downhill during the 2012 New York attack, but when Loki redeemed himself, you found yourself falling head over heels in love with him -- and there was nothing Tony could do about it. Although he had tried to argue with you about the consequences of falling for someone of Loki’s kind, his heart ultimately softened when he saw how happy Loki made you, and how he treated you.

When the two of you were married, Tony promised Loki that if something happened to you, he would ensure no one could ever find him again. And Loki knew it wasn’t just a promise. It was a promised threat.

Loki wrapped his hand around your back. “I’m just… Worried, you know? Our engagement through Dad for a loop, even though we had been dating for two years prior… He’s just… Loki, he’s Tony Stark. He’s as intimidating as he is cocky.”

“But not toward his little girl,” Loki reminded you with a softened smile. “Darling, excluding myself, you are giving him his first grandchild. He’s going to be elated… He may try to kill me for impregnating his daughter, but he should’ve known that was coming. If only he knew how you acted when he wasn’t around. You’re certainly not a saint.”

“Loki!” You groaned, realizing he was trying to alleviate the situation. Loki mustered a grin and kissed the side of your cheek as you grabbed the doorknob. Pushing your way inside, you saw your father come down the stairs.

“Hey, kid!” He smiled widely before it dropped. “...Reindeer Games,” Tony added once he registered Loki until he half-smiled.

“Stark,” Loki laughed.

Tony walked over and engulfed you in a hug before he shook Loki’s hand. “What brings you by? I wasn’t expecting to see you until the weekend,” He said, walking into the kitchen. You followed closely behind, seeing as your father plucked a grape from the bunch on the counter and popped it into his mouth.

You smiled to yourself. “Dad, there’s something I need to tell you,” You whispered.

Tony’s eyebrows lifted. “If it’s to tell me you and Reindeer Games are expecting,” He said, and that’s when your smile dropped. Tony looked up at you, seeing how your face fell. He glanced between you and Loki who rubbed the small of your back.

“Y/N?” He called your name. “Are you serious?” He asked.

Hesitantly, you reached into your back pocket and pulled out the ultrasound pictures. Handing them over to him, Tony glanced between you and your extended hand.

“Twinkle Toes, you got my daughter pregnant?” Tony asked as he accepted the pictures. He flipped them open and your heart pounded violently in your chest as his eyes observed the tiny baby in the black and white photograph.

“Tony,” Loki laughed.

Tony’s brown orbs pooled as he ran his fingers over the images. You sucked in a shaky breath as you waited for his reaction. He broke out into a grin. “I already knew, kid.” He said, not taking his eyes off the picture.

“H-How?” You breathed out.

Tony chuckled. “Your mother had the same glow about her when she was pregnant with you,” He said. Your eyes clouded with tears and Tony quickly wrapped his arms around your body. “Congratulations, sweetheart,” He kissed the top of your head. “But I’m gonna kill you,” He pointed at Loki.

You giggled as he released you to shake Loki’s hand. “Congratulations, Sparkles. But now that this baby is going to have Stark blood in them… I hope you can handle it.” He winked. “And if they come out blue, I want a refund.”

“DAD!” You squeaked, earning him to ruffle his hand through your hair, playfully messing it up.

Tony winked, kissing your temple. As you hugged him, you couldn’t help but start to cry. “I already know this kid’s gonna be the luckiest kid in the world. They’ve got you as a granddad.” You looked up at Tony whose brown eyes were brimming with tears.

He picked up the ultrasound pictures again, his breath catching.

“Stop, I hate for you to see me cry.” He laughed, wiping his eyes.

You smiled, nuzzling closer to him. “Thanks for not killing, Loki,” You whispered.

Tony peeked an eye open and stared at Loki who rolled his eyes playfully.

“Oh, he’s not off the hook yet,” Tony announced with a laugh.

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Ultraviolence

(Not my gif!)

A/N: ….let’s pretend that I didn’t take a giant hiatus and not write for months on end…. K? K.

Bonsoir every1 !!! I’m so happy to be back writing and super excited to publish my first fic !! I’m going to attempt to post 1 chapter a week but will see how that goes lol. Anyways, I hope u enjoy my newest baby, ‘Ultraviolence” !!

Premise: Your a psychiatrist for the Avengers focusing on PTSD and trauma rehabilitation. When Thor’s estranged brother gets sentenced to live on earth till Odin sees fit, you find yourself attempting to help Loki.

Pairing: Loki x OC, (Nadezhda Novikov)

Warnings: none rlly for this chapter :)

(NOT PROOF READ)

Word count: 1.5k

Translations: none.

I do not give anyone permission to translate or

repost my work, please be respectful - if you

enjoyed please comment or reblog!!

Chapter 1 : The introduction

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"Mornin dez" Stark entered the compound's kitchen, immediately heading for the coffee pot as you drank out of your own cup.

"Good morning Anthony." You said irritatedly. Anthony always found a way to rub you the wrong way. No matter what is was, he always pissed you off. Maybe it was the whole big brother little sister relationship you two always had, or just both your sarcastic personalities bouncing off of each other.

"Dez !" Natasha, Your big sister, said running up to you with her wide, pearly, smile. You smiled giving her a big hug in return. One grumpy Yelena followed behind, snatching Anthony's fresh cup of coffee right out of his hand with a smile.

After escaping the red room, you dedicated your time to gaining your psychology degree and fighting crime with the fellow avengers. You had 'superpowers' yourself, probably the only reason you were an avenger in the first place. You acted as a team therapist, as well as specializing in trauma recovery. Today you began to help the dreaded assignment, or at least that's what everyone told you it would be like. You had never met Loki Laufeyson, but you were about to.

"You almost ready?" You snapped out of your trance, watching Fury walk through the door. Him, Anthony, Thor, and Bruce would be helping and supervising you throughout the project.

Loki had been commanded to stay on earth under the avengers custody until Odin, deemed it fit for him to return to his homeland. Thor visited daily, mostly coming back torqued after some argument they had.

"Mhm," you said, gulping the last bit of coffee you had left, grabbing your books, notepad, and pen.

As they all accompanied you down the eerily unoccupied hall; zero words were exchanged as you finally made it to the gods chambers.

Anthony pushed ahead of you all. After swiping a keycard, using his hand print, AND a retinal scan, the door let out a loud series of clicks. He quickly moved out of the way as Thor took lead, pushing the door open walking in unbothered. Anthony and fury followed, you being last in line. As you entered the room, Loki sat chained to an interrogation table. You sighed at the overprotective security. You had once been in his shoes, except instead of trying to take over a whole city you tried to assassinate the whole team.

This occurred right after you were freed from Dreykov's custody. You failed to believe your sisters were your sisters, and that the avengers had saved you. As you held your own sister cornered against the wall, she said your name. Not your number, not your code. She humanized you. For the first time in your life you heard your given name aloud.

"Does he really have to be chained to the table?" Your accent thick, shocking the man sitting across the table. Anthony rolled his eyes and laughed.

"While we're in here? Uh, yeah. When we leave do whatever floats your boat. Just remember I'm not cleaning up your bloody corpse." You rolled your eyes sitting at the seat already pulled out for you.

"Who's this?" Loki looked over at the three men. Anthony had already started to leave, done with the situation at hand.

"She's a—a friend, who wants to help you.." Thor stuttered out, clearly not good at coming up with something on the spot. Nick rolled his eyes as he crossed his arms impatiently.

Fury was hesitant to even entertain your idea of treating; or at least attempting to treat Laufeyson. He was a full case file waiting to be closed. Another relic in Shield's database.

"I've got it from here, I'll let you know when I want out." You laughed, ushering them along.

As the door clicked shut, you brought your hands out and allowed the magic to flow through your palms and to the cuffs.

"I'm letting you out. And remember these hands aren't just for unlocking cuffs." You smiled as he rolled his wrists, rubbing the faint lines they left with his opposite hand.

"So are you going to tell me what you are?" He snarked. You laughed under your breath, opening your note pad.

"I'm one of them, but I'm also a psychiatrist." You looked up from the yellow pages, staring right into his eyes. His face contorted through plenty emotions, before settling on one. Anger.

"I don't need a fucking psychiatrist." He spat through gritted teeth, anticipating you to be upset.

But you stayed content.

"No, but I'm sure I can help." You shrugged, continuing to remain eye contact. He rolled his eyes and stayed silent.

"Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?" Your brows furrowed, keeping that contact as you clicked your pen.

"I have a feeling your going to ask them anyways." He rolled his eyes, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms.

"Mhm!" You hummed enthusiastically, purely to piss him off.

"So, I have your file here, at least what we were able to obtain from your brother-"

"Adoptive, brother." He cut you off.

"Adoptive, brother," you sighed. "Is there anything you'd like to share before we go through your history?" Quite monotonously said.

"I'll correct you as we go." He replied slouching back in his seat.

After about an hour of back and forth about what Thor had said and Lokis take on it, you finally had your notepad full. But, you hadn't got to current events just yet. You could feel his knee bouncing faster and faster as you neared the present.

"If you wish to stop at anytime please tell me. The only way I can truly help you is if your honest with me, and trust me." You hadn't even bothered bringing Odin up; despite the fact he's the source of it all.

He rolled his eyes and sat upright.

"I don't need your pity." He sneered once more.

"What makes you think it's pity?" You cocked your head, putting your pen down.

"It's all anyone offers. Pity or hatred. Nothing more, nothing less."

"It's empathy, Loki. And to be fair the hatred is well deserved, you came into these peoples planet, their home, and tried to take over." You took a pause. "But it can be forgiven."

"Do you truly think I'm stupid enough to fall for the fake ideology that 'all can be forgiven?' I am a god you dull Midgardian. I cannot, and WILL not be forgiven for my actions, and I could give two shits if they did." Your eyes widened a bit at the speech, but without fail you had a comeback.

"No, not everyone will forgive you. That is impossible. And something all of us have to cope with. We are not perfect, god or human. And we also have to accept that. I think that's something we should work on; as well as this feeling that you don't deserve forgiveness." You said rather calmly for just being called a dull Midgardian.

He said nothing in response, concluding your session. As you took a peep at your watch realizing it had been about an hour, you flipped you notepad shut, and raised you hand to put his back in cuffs.

"Someone will escort you to your room in a few minutes. I look forward to working with you, Loki." You smiled at him. He frowned, more confused than anything.

As you made your way around stark tower, you arrived at the conference room you were supposed to meet at after the appointment.

"Agent Novikov," Fury greeted you. Anthony gave a nod and Thor gave a smile. A moment of silence passed as you settled into your office chair at the table, cracking open your notes.

"So, how'd it go with reindeer games?" Stark finally broke the silence. His hands intertwined, resting on the glass table top.

You sighed, briefly looking at your notes.

"I have reason to believe he has significant trauma, mostly surrounding his upbringing and parentage. As well as a suicide attempt, that led to his run in with Chitauri. Possibly anger issues, more or likely stemming from childhood. Other than that I've seen worse cases; he's not a lost cause." Your brows furrowed as you glanced over your notes quickly again.

"So, what's your course of action?" Fury questioned.

"Therapy, socialization, possibly medication? Not quite sure about that though; I do think he should be socialized with the team, treated as if he's not a threat. That would be good for him."

"Woah woah there, slow your roll, he is a threat. And I'm not sure it's a good idea to have him outside of his cage until we're sure he's improving." Stark intervened. You nodded in agreement.

"Of course. But as soon as I'm sure he's improving, I'd like to further discuss socialization with the team." You agreed, standing up with your note pad and pen clutched to your chest.

Thor gave you a thanks on your way out, as you made it back to the common room where Natasha was waiting for the news.

Y/N: Nat and I do not have pet names for each other.

Yelena: Uh huh…

Yelena: Hey, what’s another word for mom?

Y/N: Mommy?

Natasha, from the other room: Yeah babe?

Yelena: Don’t lie to my face again.

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I mostly post for Loki Laufeyson and Natasha Romanoff at the moment, but don’t be surprised if I throw someone else in here once in a while !

I only have one shots posted currently, but I do plan on posting some short fics here in the future !

What you can expect from me: angst, smut, fluff, comfort fics, hard kinks, soft kinks, and more !

(Warnings will of course be placed on any kinks.)

What you won’t see from me: incest, CNC/r*pe, scat/piss, non consensual physical ab*se/mental abuse, or anything similar.

(Any requests containing any of these will be deleted and ignored.)

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