avengers imagines

birthday || loki headcannon

how he celebrates your birthday on asgard
(this has no spoilers from the loki series incase anyone was wondering!!)

• birthdays aren't that important on asgard. it didn't feel necessary to do sonething grand every time someone turned a new age. but he knew how much you loved birthdays. you went all out for his, even though he did not understand anything about birthday tradition. today he was going to return the favour.

• he knew you missed midgard and you were feeling homesick, so he tried to make the day as similar as possible to how you normally spent your birthday.

• all he had were long, thick candles, but they would have to do. he put it in the center of a rather interesting looking cake that he tried to bake. he wasn't sure what baking soda was, along with half of the other ingredients. what is an extraction of vanilla???

• he woke you up with a kiss on your forehead, lighting the candle. you laughed when you saw the cake.

• "that is an enormously large candle."

• "indeed. you know what else is enor-"

• "don't finish that sentence."

• you told him the cake tasted very well, and you weren't lying. it truly wasn't bad for his first time.. ever in the kitchen. you snuggled into his chest, thanking him for the cake.

• "wait, you don't already think i'm done, do you?" he said. curiously, you looked at him and he chuckled. "darling, i have many more plans for today than just a silly cake."

• "hey, it's not silly. i love it."

• "right. it's tradition to get people gifts on their birthdays, yes?" he said, though he already knew the answer.

• "only if you wanted to. letting the person know that you care is enough."

• he took that into consideration, despite already having a cart full of gifts. he, and i kid you not, literally wheeled it over to me.

• "loki, what the hell?"

• "surprise!" he said happily. "we didn't have any wrapping paper but i do have this really big bow," he placed it randomly on an object. "and ta-da!"

• "loki, i can't even take half of this."

• "why not?"

• "it's too much! i appreciate it, i love you so much, but i can't accept all of this."

• "please, i insist." you shook your head, still in shock at all of the shining objects he had just tried to give you.

• he had gifted you a cart full of jewels, clothes made of fine asgardian leather that you knew wasn't cheap, a variety of wine bottles and so, so much more.

• sighing, he gave up. "fine. will you at least keep five items of my choice that i pick from the basket?"

• "i know you won't let me say zero, so three is okay, thank you loki. i love you."

"five."

"three."

"five."

"fine."

• i watched as he immediately digged through the pile, retrieving his favourite items. the first was in a tiny box and consisted of two rings. matching ones for him and i. he put it on his pointer finger and slipped it onto mine as well.

• the next was an emerald necklace. he loved seeing you in the colour green, especially since it was your favourite because of him. he put that on for you as well.

• next was a basket full of products such as perfumes, lotions, and body washes in fancy bottles. then, a pair of heels to match the ones he always wore.

• the last gift he chose was hidden at the very bottom, this one in a plastic bag. he opened up the bag, revealing the most beautiful outfit you had ever seen in your life. it was a suit/dress (your preference) with sparkles and buttons that looked like they could be worth thousands.

• "holy hell," i said with a gasp.

• "do you like it?" he asked hopefully, and i turned to him.

• "do i like it?? loki, how could i ever repay you for this."

• "you love is enough, my darling. happy birthday. can you please try it on? i'll wait outside. take your time," he wheeled the cart out of the room and i inhaled, still processing the gorgeous outfit he had given me. it looked made for royalty, not for someone from midgard.

• little did you know, as you got dressed, loki sped to your room, taking all of the gifts out of the cart and placing them around the room. he got rid of the evidence, rolling the cart away as he reapproached the room you were dressing it.

• his breath caught in his throat and he literally froze.

• how do i look?"

• "there are no words to describe how magnificant you look."

• he had the guards prepare the most elegant meal they knew how to make, and afterwards, he popped open your favourite brand of asgardian wine. you two clanked your glasses together.

• you leaned into his shoulder, tired, full and slightly drunk. "i love you so much, loki. thank you for today,"

• "i love you more than anyone in the nine realms. sleep well, my dear."