Writers Block (LokiXReader) OneShot

"Gods be damned!" (F/N) shouted while slamming her fists into her table. "I can't think of bloody anythin'!" Yes she was angry and for good reason to. As hard as she tried, which was surprisingly very hard, the woman couldn't come up with a dastardly name. Now she needed one very badly actually because her publishing deadline was only a day away. The book she was writing was a phenomenal romance, action, fantasy, historical, well it was something. But one thing was missing and that was a good villains name, and no story can succeed if the purposely hateable(?) character has a crappy name, no offense Hunger Games fans. Still with all of her struggles (F/N)'s book would go unfinished if she was unable to fathom a believable name.

Perhaps Grimm or Drex she would think but no, all if those were horrible for her character. Maybe the novel was just not meant to be?

"What is all of your infernal shouting about woman?" Though the question was said in a very strict tone (F/N) could tell her husband had some worry for her. The tall Norse god loves and against the door frame of her study carefully taking notice of the mountain of bunched up paper sitting in and around the waist bin. Cocking an eyebrow he waited for his answer impatiently tapping his foot.

"Loki, I don't have any time for your blubbering, if my noise irritates you that much go and spend time with your brother or some other useless time wasting activity. I however, unlike some," (F/N) waved her hand around at Loki pointing him out.  "Have an important job which needs to be accomplished by 3 O' Clock sharp tomorrow afternoon." And with that she would turned he attention back to the note pad sitting in front of her.

The now smirking man didn't leave however and instead stroked on into his wife's office not giving a care in the world about any potential consequences. It would take much more for the god of mischief to be turned away from something. "Now my darling," he began, his mood taking a complete 360 from were it was seconds ago. "What about this work, it seems to only be stressing you am I not correct?" (F/N) nodded slightly though still irritated and furiously writing ideas down on her pad of paper. "Now a lady such as your self should never be a this concerned about something." His voice was becoming slightly deeper which (F/N) took a notice to, dropping her pen she cocked her head towards Loki who was now sitting on the corner of her desk. "I happen to know of a fantastic way to relieve  the stress which is haunting you."

"Ah, you may be the god of mischief," (F/N) teasingly brought her lips to an almost touching point with her husbands. "But your not tricking me Loki." She pulled back and began her work once again this time a small smile playing at her lips. As for Loki he simply by rolled his eyes and left the room accepting his defeat.

"Holy hell that's it!" (F/N) jumped out of her chair which brought her husbands attention back onto her. "Loki! Why didn't I tell think of it before, its an absolutely perfect name for any sexy villain!"