Loki imagines

Lady Loki

Hey guys! Sorry I haven't been updating, but I'm kind of struggling with my mental health, so I couldn't really focus on writing. I'll try to update more frequently, but I'm not sure if I'll be able to do that, because  I have a life (haha. Not really) outside of Wattpad (well, no, but I have to focus on school a little bit more).

So, I made the reader pansexual in this oneshot, cause us pans usually just chill in our forgitten corner, so yeah here's a bit of pan representation.

"Darling? May I talk to you?" I heard Loki's smooth voice ask.

"Yeah, sure! What is it Lokes?"

The god smiled slightly, sitting down on my bed next to me. To other people he would have appeared confident, but I knew him well enough to see through the façade. He was clearly worried about something, because he kept running his fingers through his black hair, an antic that only came to light when he was nervous.

"So, are you finally going to tell me, why you have been so anxious the past week?"

He looked a bit shocked, although not too much, since I was pretty good at reading him (he wasn't all that mysterious as he liked to think).

"Come on Lokes, you're my boyfriend, I know when something is bothering you."

"Yes about that..." he let his voice trail off, making a helpless gesture with his hands.

"You know you can talk to me. And besides, I don't want you running into anymore doors, just because you're too deep in thought."

"I didn't realise you saw that... Not one of my best moments, was it?"

I laughed "Not really, but for me was hilarious."

He chuckled as well, but got serious again only shortly after. "The reason I wanted to talk to you is because, I- uh, I honestly don't know how to say it without making it too complicated."

"Lokes, just tell me. You know I love you, and besides nothing about you can disturb me anymore. At least not after I saw you eating pizza with knifes and forks. Nothing you have to say, could be worse than that." I joked, trying to take away his nervousness, and it worked, for a short while.

Loki chuckled, but his laugh faded once again. Loki then inhaled deeply, before starting to talk. "Well, I- I am what you Midgardians call genderfluid. And I haven't told you about it before, because I know you like my male form. But lately the need to shapeshift into my female form has grown, and by now I just feel... trapped. I didn't want to drop this on you, but I don't want to stay in my male form anymore..."

He said this all in such a quick speed, that it took my brain a few seconds to take in, what he said. Loki was looking anywhere, but my face, clearly afraid of my reaction. I gently laid my hand on top of his, giving it a light squeeze.

"Loki, I don't care whether you're male, female or honestly any gender. I love you, for being you. And I haven't told you this before, because I didn't think it would matter that much, but I'm pansexual."

"Y-you are?"

"Yes." I smiled at Loki, his large hand still in mine.

"So, you would be alright with it, if I would shapeshift into my female form now?"
"Of course! Women are so much better than men," I joked, also making a small smile appear on Loki's face.

"Alright, then please close your eyes darling."
"If you do anything stupid while my eyes are closed, I'll make you watch another episode of Once Upon A Time."

I then finally closed my eyes, waiting for... well, something. Suddenly a green light, bright enough for me to see, even with closed eyes, filled the room.

"You may open your eyes now, love." A female voice said. I probably wouldn't have recognised Loki's voice, if it wasn't for the accent.

Slowly, I opened my eyes, needing to adjust to the light for a few seconds. I then looked at Loki in their more feminine form the first time and damn they were hot.

Before me sat the most gorgeous person I had ever seen. Loki's silky hair was now reaching down to their waist, they had black lashes, which were standing out against their light skin. They had the same high cheekbones, but their features were softer. Their nose was a little bit rounder, their chin not quite as harsh and their eyebrows less dominant. The only part about them that was completely the same, were their emerald green eyes.

For a few minutes I sat in shock, drinking in the appearance of my gorgeous partner.

"L-love?" Loki spoke up after a while, the insecurity clear in their voice.
"Sorry, it's just- I- uhm..." They furrowed their brows in confusion, looking at me, like they were afraid of what I would say.

"Lokes, you're absolutely gorgeous!" I blurted out. "You're the most beautiful person I've ever seen, no matter wheter you're male or female representing!" I was still staring at them like an idiot, trying to wrap my head around the fact, that someone this beautiful existed.

Loki blushed lightly, but smiled nonetheless. "Thank you, darling. It means a lot to hear that from you."

I smiled back. "I love you, Lokes"
"I love you, too." They leaned forward, wrapping their arms around me, pulling me into a tight hug. I hugged them back, burying my face in the crook of their neck, inhaling Loki's scent. Somehow they even smelt more... feminine, than before, just a tad sweeter really, but there was a difference.

Loki pulled back slightly, leaning their forehead against mine. "Love, may I kiss you?"

I laughed slightly "Lokes, you don't need to ask, you can kiss me anytime."

A smirk spread on their lips, before they crashed them on mine, pouring all of their emotions into our kiss. Somehow my hand found its way to their hair, my fingers tangling in their black locks. Loki pulled me closer by my waist, their arms still wrapped around me tightly.

When we had to break apart, I was sitting on their lap, our foreheads touching. We were both panting, but I managed to say "I love you" between gasps for air.

After a while, when both of us managed to regain a normal breathing and we went to cuddle on our couch, in the living room. My head was resting on their chest, which was rather comfortable.

"Lokes?" They hummed in response, playing with my h/c hair.
"What do you want me to call you?" I looked up at her face.

Loki smirked, mischief  clearly evident in their green eyes. "Oh, you can call me your wife, if you want to."

My eyes widened and Loki snickered at my reaction. "You smug, little shit! You know that's not what I meant."

They feigned an innocent look "I don't know what you mean, darling. I'm afraid you'll have to be clearer."

I tried to glare at then, but they looked so adorable, as they tried to stop themselves from smiling, that I had to laugh. Soon Loki joined in, their chest shaking with laughter.

A few minutes later, we managed to calm ourselves. Loki was wiping the last tears of laughter from their face, still smiling.

"Alright, now seriously, what pronouns would you like for me to use?"
"In my female form she/they will do just fine and in my male form I prefer he/they. In some days I prefer they/them, but I don't care that much."

"Good." I smiled at her "I love you, Loki."

"I love you too, darling. I am so grateful you accept me as I am."
"Always, darling. And please, if you ever feel uncomfortable with something again, tell me. Or if you want to tell me something I don't know yet, just do it. I don't want you to force yourself into uncomfortable situations. I will always love you, no matter what."

Loki smiled widely, her white teeth showing "Thank you, for being... well, you."