#‘oh his father figure told him to be the best at violence and supress all his emotions but anger or he’ll get killed. ok i get it’

[ribbonmiku]

thinks about nonbinary jonathan and has to sit on the floor in the dark heaving and clutching my head in the fetal position about it

[anonymousfiction211]

Caught

Summary: You lived in the palace and were good friends with Loki. You were fired and hadn’t seen Loki in years. When are back at the palace you encounter him.  Words: 2.937 words Warning: Smut, a little bit of physical violence A/N: Thank you for reading the story! Still trying to figure out a writing style. If you have any tips or tricks feel free to contact me :) 

You grew up in the palace and was training to become a cook. You became good friends with Loki, always getting into trouble together. When you were teenagers, you invented a game. To his annoyance you had bested him every time. You would take turns ‘stealing’ an item from the other person. The trick was not to get caught, because if you got caught you would have to pay a prize. Sometimes it was cleaning the other person’s room, serving the other or go down to the market to buy something. Loki was sometimes successful in stealing from you, but he had never caught you. Since Loki was extremely smart, you were proud that he never had. Something you loved to rub in his face, every opportunity you got. You were close and the game was all in good fun. You had to admit that through the game, you had developed a crush on Loki. His brother had once told you that he liked you, but since he was quite intoxicated at the time, you didn’t dare to believe it.

The rules of the game were simple. One chose the item that needed to be stolen and the other would try and steal it. Both of you had to be in the palace and Loki couldn’t use his magic. The last time you played you had caught him red handed, trying to steal your favourite book. He thought he was being smart, he had got your room key from one of your servants and planned his heist while you were busy in the kitchen. But when your servant came clean that she had given the key away, you rushed to your room. Immediately you tackled him, which left you two tangled on the ground. When he admitted defeat, he asked what he had to do. You couldn’t help it. The feeling of his body against yours, your lips almost touching, so you kissed him. He had kissed you back and when you broke the kiss, you swore you saw him blush. You felt yourself blushing hard and didn’t dare to look him in the eye. He couldn’t look you in the eye either. You scrambled to get up. When you two stood across each other he whispered ‘my ring’ and left. The day after you were summoned before Odin telling you that your services were no longer needed. A guard walked you to your room, you gathered some possessions and had to leave without delay. You always wondered if Loki or the kiss had anything to do with your sudden departure. You never got the chance to ask him that or steal his ring.

After living a few years away from the palace you were, surprisingly, hired again. You were nervous to be back there. You had heard tails of Loki trying to conquer Midgard and failing. He was serving a sentence, but due to him helping his brother he was given more room and was now restricted to the palace grounds. The first time you saw him again was when you were walking in the opposite direction of the hallway. He looked you up and down as you approached. You froze, afraid of how he might react after all these years. You also couldn’t help but notice he had grown to be a very attractive man. He didn’t show any reaction, he treated you like you were a mere stranger. He walked past you without saying a word. No reaction was even worse. You had to supress the tears that were forming in your eyes. When you couldn’t hear his footsteps anymore, you got angry. You didn’t know if it was the best plan, but you spend the rest of the morning coming up with a plan to steal his ring. You stole the key from a guard, while he was distracted with a sudden fire (which you may or may not have started). After that you asked around and heard that Loki had a meeting with his father. So, when he was 15 minutes into the meeting you snuck into his room and started to look for the ring.

His room hadn’t changed much. He still left the doors of his balcony open, the bed was still way too large and there were papers and books everywhere. You startled when the front door and balcony doors slammed shut. You turned around but didn’t see anyone. You figured it was the wind, but felt uneasy. You started to think that this was indeed a bad idea, maybe he simply had forgotten you and truly didn’t recognize you. It had been many years after all. So, you walked towards the front door to open it. The door didn’t budge. You were starting to panic as you walked towards the balcony doors. They didn’t open either, you realized you were trapped. You heard the front door open and close. You turned around to see Loki, he looked angry. He holds up his hand with his ring on his index finger ‘looking for this?’ he growled. For a moment you were scared, but then realized that he had recognized you. ‘So, you do remember me!’ you said angrily.

‘Remember you? OF COURSE I REMEMBER YOU!’  he shouted back at you. The anger in his voice took you aback. ‘Then why do you act like you don’t know me?’ you asked him. With a few large paces he was right in front of you. He grabbed your throat and pushed you hard against the balcony doors. You were gasping for air and he tightened his grip. He didn’t break eye contact with you. Right before you would pass out he loosened his grip, to let you breathe. When you took a few deep breaths, he tightened his grip again, it made breathing hard but not impossible. ‘YOU LEFT!’ he spit out. The venom in his voice when he said ‘you’ felt like a slap in the face. He hates me, you thought. ‘If you didn’t want me to leave you should have stopped your father from firing me’ you said back. Tears were starting to stream down your cheeks. Your voice was hoarse from his grip and the volume had dropped below that off a whisper. He let go of your throat and stared at you. His eyes narrowed ‘you quit’ he said. You furrowed your brows ‘I didn’t quit, why do you think that?’. You felt his eyes pierce through your soul. Loki was never one to show emotion, but if you paid attention his eyes always gave him away. You saw his emotion change quickly from disbelief, to hurt, realization and then his eyes filled with anger.

‘Loki, why did you think I quit?’ you asked again. ‘That was what I have been told’ he suddenly turned around and walked towards the front door. He stood still right before he turned the door handle ‘since I won, you will stay here’. You hesitated, you were shocked how much he had changed over the years. ‘For how long?’ you asked. ‘As long as I want’ he growled back. He then went through the door and you heard it lock behind him. Not knowing what to do in his room you decided to lay down on his bed. You grabbed a book and started to read, but couldn’t concentrate. You had no idea what was going on. After a long time of waiting, you finally fell asleep.

After a few hours you woke when you felt the bed dip. You opened your eyes to see it had become night, though you had no idea what the time was. You felt a hand on your hip traveling up your upper back, pulling you close. ‘Loki what is going on?’ you heard yourself ask with a trembling voice. ‘Oh, the usual, finding out that Odin lied. You were fired, because someone saw us kiss and he was arranging a marriage at the time, which fell through of course.’ You noticed he tried to sound sarcastic, but his voice sounded wounded and hoarse. You knew he had been yelling for a long time. ‘I thought you had me fired, because you regretted kissing me back’ you whispered to him. You felt him pull you closer ‘I have many regrets, but kissing you is not one of them. Why did you think I would ask you to steal my ring?’ he said. ‘Because that was the game?’ you asked. ‘I was going to ask you if I could court you and if you would wear it, when you would try to steal it’. There was a long silence. You felt yourself relax, as this was the Loki you had known so well. ‘Would you have said yes if I had asked you?’ he whispered. Still trying to process the turn of events you knew one thing for sure, you had missed him terribly all these years.

You turned around to face him and gave him a short kiss on his lips. When you pulled back you felt his hand from your back traveling to your neck. He held you in place as he kissed you. The kiss was gentle and soft. His lips moved slow and felt amazing against yours. He turned you so he was laying on top of you, resting most of his weight on one of his arms. He moved his hand from your neck to you throat to move down to your chest. You couldn’t help but flinch when his hand stroked you throat. He stopped kissing you and looked at you ‘I’m so sorry’ he whispered. ‘I promise to make it up to you and never hurt you again’. Before you could say anything his lips were kissing your throat. It tickled which made you giggle, you felt him smile against your skin. His lips travelled back upwards towards you lips. He kissed you again, you felt his tongue against your lips, asking to be let in. You opened your mouth as his tongue slowly slid in. While his tongue started to explore your mouth, his hand moved downwards to your breast. He began to stroke your breast, softly squeezing your nipple as it became hard. You started to moan in his mouth. He began to kiss you more eagerly and put more of his weight on you. Your hands started to move up and down slowly on his back. You let one hand slip under his shirt to feel his soft skin against your hand. You stroked his back, feeling his muscles move under your touch. He stopped kissing you and moved off you. He sat on his knees next to you and pulled off his shirt. You popped up on your elbows, laying slightly more upwards. When his shirt was off he didn’t move ‘Are you sure you want this?’ he asked you. ‘yes’ you said softly.

He smiled as he bends down to start kissing you again. He became more eager and roamed the back of your dress trying to find the clasp. When he couldn’t find it, you heard him growl frustrated. He then put his hands on the end of your V-neck and ripped it right through the middle. You gasped feeling the cool air on you skin. ‘I’ll buy you a new one’ he whispered as he started to kiss your throat softly traveling downwards. ‘If I knew you didn’t wear anything underneath your dresses, I would have done this much sooner’ he panted. You laughed at that and put your hands in his hair. He was kissing your breasts, circling your hard nipples with his tongue. His hand started to caress your side and you felt your hips buckle towards him. You grew hot in your centre from his tongue and touch. He opened your legs with his knee, putting pressure on your clit. You had to restrain yourself from riding his leg, since he was still wearing his pants. He noticed and shimmered his pants away, so he too was naked. ‘Don’t hold back, I want to feel how wet I’m making you’ he said huskily. You started to ride his thigh, he would alternate the pressure on your clit, driving you crazy. You grabbed his hair and pulled him towards you, needing his lips on yours. His tongue slipped immediately in your mouth slowly circling around your tongue. You felt his legs straddling yours and his hand traveling towards your clit. He started to rub slow circles on your clit making you gasp and moan in his mouth.

You put one of your hands on his ass, stroking and squeezing it. Your put your other hand on his cock. It was bigger than you had expected and was already extremely hard. You started to slowly caress the side. When you grabbed his cock in your hand Loki began to ride your hand. He started to grunt and moan. He stopped rubbing your clit and put his arm next to your head. He broke the kiss and opened your legs with his other hand. He aligned himself with your entrance. You pumped his cock a few more times before guiding it inside you. You both moaned at the feeling of him entering you. When he was inside you, your hands went to his shoulders on his back. He put his other arm next to your head and started to slowly move. He pumped in and out of you. The feeling of his cock filling you up was amazing. You hooked your legs around his waist, urging him to go faster. Loki began to ride you faster, kissing and biting your neck. You began moaning his name which made him smirk ‘I will never grow tired of you moaning my name’ he said to you. You felt your orgasm build up and tightened your grip around his waist. He laid his head against your forehead and you heard him grunt. You could feel his breath on your face as he was pumping in and out of you relentless. You felt your walls clench and your legs began to shake. ‘That’s it, come for me’ he said. You screamed his name loudly when you came. He worked you through your orgasm and started to pump slower.

Suddenly his arms were behind your back and he flipped the two of you over. He was laying on his back and you were on top of him. This position made his cock deepen inside you, touching your still sensitive spot within. ‘Ride me’ he said. He put his hands on your hips and you followed their motion. You began to ride him as deep and as fast as you could. Loki moaned and you leaned down to kiss his chest. You travelled upwards and kissed his lips. You broke the kiss to sit upwards and slowed your movement. You rode him slowly while he was moaning beneath you. He put a hand on your thigh and the other one on your clit. ‘I want to feel you come, one more time’ he moaned. He put pressure with his finger on your clit, but didn’t move. Wanting more friction, you began to ride him faster, which made your clit move against his finger, chasing your own high. You felt Loki tense and knew he was close. You slid a hand behind you, starting to stroke his balls. He put more pressure and your clit, and you came hard on his cock. That send him over the edge as you felt his cock twitch inside you. You felt his cum fill you up. He had made a fist with his other hand and bit on it hard to keep him from screaming.

When both of you had caught your breath, you slipped of him. He grabbed your hips, so you still startled his lap. His sat upwards and kissed you. His lips moved slow against yours. After a minute he broke the kiss. He let you go to clean yourself up in his bathroom. When you got back to his bed he handed you one of his shirts and a boxer. ‘Will you stay?’ he asked. You nodded and put the clothes on. He took your hand and guided you towards his bed. He laid on his back and laid you down so your head was on his chest. Your hand was on his waist and his hand was playing with your hair. Unsure if you should ask ‘What will happen now?’. Loki chuckled ‘Well, it took a few hours to convince Odin, but I would very much like to honour of courting you. If you want me to, of course’ he said. ‘I would like that very much, what made him change his mind?’ you asked him. He then told you about his long intense conversation. ‘Basically, he thinks I will behave myself if you are by my side. Like, not setting things on fire, though he would not believe that I had nothing to do with that’ he chuckled. You gave him an innocent look, which made him laugh. You started to stroke his chest, moving downwards to tease him a bit. You felt him harden when you were stroking the tip of his cock. He began to shift in his position, not being able to hold still and breath faster. ‘Darling…’ he said warningly. You then kissed him and whispered in his ear ‘the shirt I’m wearing’. He moved fast and was on top of you in the blink of an eye. His hands were under your shirt, fondling your breast ‘excellent choice’ he smirked.

[buchvnann-blog]

Prince Of Persia

Summary: After being held prisoner of the persians, Y/N Y/L/N, the Alamut princess, get herself in a world of war and conspiracies, along with the bastard prince of Persia, James Buchanan Barnes.

Warnings: Sad Bucky is sad but everything will end fine!

Prince Of Persia!AU

Part 1

Tags: @marvel-fanfiction @debzybrazy @canyouseeme86

A/N: If you’ve watched the movie you know how things happened pretty fast, so I decided this wouldn’t be much different. And I wanna say a HUGE thank you for those who commented, you guys have a special place in my heart.

    After we got through the gates all eyes fell on us. The persians were staring at us like we were the attraction of the freak circus who got in town. It wasn’t nice. It was uncomfortable to receive these gazes when all your life people looked up at you with respect and adoration.

“Hold on a sec” Prince James offers me the reins of the horse. I frown but take it nonetheless.

“Whoa! Calm down, Winter” I pet him and adjust him to to walk in line back again.

    James takes out his scarf and open it, putting it around my head like a hijab. He puts a stray of hair behind my ear and fix it to hide the best of my face. All this time, even though I should be paying attention to where I was guiding the horse, I couldn’t help but stare curiously at the persian prince.

“You seemed uncomfortable, don’t worry, they’ll get used to having you guys around” 

    James would bring a lot of questions about his behavior. He was totally different from his brother and the rude guards. I was starting to question his nationality.

“Are you sure you’re persian?” I ask without thinking the consequences “I mean, you’re truly noble and kind, unlike them” He smirks.

“I’ll take that as a compliment”

“It was”

    He takes the reins back, brushing his hands on mine for a slight moment. I was feeling less uncomfortable now with his improvised hijab. But I knew the looks were the same. Winter steps in a rock and loses his balance for a second, I instinctively held onto James.

“Behave, Winter” He scolds the horse and I smirk at his statement.

    When we get to the palace, we’re greeted by more guards and two other men. One of them was black and was wearing a eye patch, the other was white and appeared to be much older.

“My sons! You’re finally back!” The elder man said.

“Father!” Steve answered getting down of the horse and giving him a hug.

    James got down first and helped me out. Unlike his brother, after putting me down on the floor he let me go. I kept close to him though. It was intimidating the amount of guards around us. Alamut had guards too, they were strong and ready for fight, but they didn’t look as scary as the persians did. I was also waiting for the introduction, as for education I didn’t go talk to the two new men yet.

“James, who are hiding back there?” The elder called out.

“That’s the king, Alexander Pierce, and the one with the eye patch, that’s Nick Fury, he’s the general of the persian guard” James explains to me in a whisper, taking my hijab down and letting it on my neck as a scarf “You might want to watch your tongue right now, they might not be half as nice as I was to you”

    He turns me around and lead me to the men in question, putting his hand on my lower back. It only took us a few steps, but it felt like I was walking a huge hall, as I was standing in front of the man who’d decide politically the future, and the one who would use force to accomplish it.

“Father, Fury, this is Y/N Y/L/N, princess of Alamut” James introduces me. I bow down, knees almost touching the floor.

“Oh my... I gotta say princess, with all due respect, the legends do not do justice to your true beauty” He takes my hand to pace a kiss on its back.

“We were expecting a marriage, as a peace offer between our nations, I’d take her, but she seems fond on my brother” I supress the urge to roll my eyes as Steve spoke that.

“Son, you already got three wives, Peggy, Sharon and Wanda, you should be more than happy enough by now” The king scolds the blond “James, even though the circunstances, I think it’d be great if you had the chance to move on from Natasha, and with a pearl like her, you’re winning, prepare the wedding!”

    I look back and lock my eyes with Danny’s. He nods and looks at me with sad eyes. Just motioning me to go along with it. The kind asked for a maid to lead me to choose a dress. I look back again, looking for my sister, Peter and May. I couldn’t find them in the middle of the guards. So I follow the maid through the big halls of the persian palace.

    The room we got was huge, and there were a thousand of wedding dresses around of it. I wonder if any of them was used. How many wives the persians would be allowed to have. The maid asked me to stand in some kind of altar in the middle of the room. I do as she says and she takes my measures. After taking some notes, she heads off saying she’d find the perfect dress.

    I was about to have a mental breakdown. That was not supposed to happen. I should’ve seen it coming, the persian attack, now the marriage. So many things just didn’t feel right. I’m sure we didn’t sell any weapons to the assyrians, nor the hellenic greeks, nor to the roman empire. Even though Alamut had some sort of affinity with the romans. I’m sure this was a set up. I just had to find how and why. And for the marriage, honestly, I was just relieved it wasn’t Steve.

    I hear the door cracking open. I turn around and see Peter running in with prince James just behind. Peter yelps when he sees me and hugs my leg. I can’t help but let out a giggle before sitting on the altar and giving him a proper hug.

“Hey, what are you doing here?” I ask him.

“The prince said I could be with you... I wanted let aunt May rest” He explains slowly.

“Thank you” I say looking up at James.

“I figured you could use some friendly company”

“Are you getting married, Y/N?” Peter asks after looking around the room.

“Uh... Yeah... I am, Peter”

“But you said you’d marry me when I grow up...” He pouts, crossing his arms and pretending to be mad.

“I know I did, babe, but it’s just something I have to do, okay? Don’t be mad at me” I plead messing with his hair.

“Do you love him more than you love me?” He asks and I freeze. Peter was just a baby but yeah he would make you pretty difficult questions.

“Hey, buddy” James calls his attention, getting on his knee to be in the same eye level “I haven’t know princess Y/N that long, but I know she really loves you, nothing will beat that, got it?”

    Peter seemed pleased by the prince’s answer and grins in a smile. James challenge him to find the prettiest dress in the room so I’d be the prettiest bride. And just like that the kid ran away. I giggle as I watched him. Prince James sat by my side.

“I’m-huh... I’m sorry”

“What for?” I ask frowning.

“The whole, sudden marriage thing” He moves his hands weirdly.

“I saw that coming, not your fault, I’m actually glad it’s not Steve”

    He only chuckles and keep on playing with his hands. He looked nervous. So was I. In my nation, a marriage was only conceived out of love. And here was I, the princess of the said nation, getting married for a deal. It was outrageous culturally. But I had to protect my people. Give the fact that I didn’t do it when all this mess began.

“Who’s Natasha?” I blurt.

“My ex wife... She was murdered by romans a week after our engagement”

“I’m sorry... How come you’re still treating us with kindness if you think we sold weapons to them?”

“It won’t bring her back” He shrugs “Besides, she’d scold me if I treat beautiful people like you bad”

“She sounds like she was a great person... I’d like to meet her”

“She was, and I have a feeling she’d like to meet you too”

    He was smiling at the ground. His eyes looked distant as he seemed to be remembering good memories of the woman we were talking about. So far, prince James has beem a mistery to me. He was the exception of everything the persians appeared to be.

“If it helps in anything... We didn’t sell any weapons to anyone, Alamut is a sacret nation, we don’y usually fight using violence, we use politics to solve things... That’s why it was so easy for you to surrender us”

“I believe in you, princess” He directs his gaze towards me “But without evidence is going to be hard to cancel this wedding”

“Your belief in me is already enough”

“I wish I could do more...” He stops himself from continuing, as if it’d hurt himself his next words.

“My friend Danny will think of something”

“Y/N! Y/N! I found it!” Peter shows up jumping in excitement.

“Really? Show me then!”

    And then we follow the little one through the countless dresses in the room. When we found it, it was really beautiful. The dress was white with long bell sleeves, with laces in all of it, the skirt going all the way to my feet. It was truly mesmerizing.

“Peter... It’s gorgeous!”

“You should try it on” James suggests.

“Okay”

    I was looking at myself in the mirror. The dress was truly gorgeous, it just felt right wearing it. The maid showed up with a few dresses in hand, which she put aside when she saw the one I was wearing. She gasped and put her hands over her chest before rushing to make few adjustments, and grabing a veil from nowhere and placing it in my hair.

    We get back to the room and I stand again in the small altar. Peter claps his hands and squeal in happiness. I can’t help but laugh with him before picking him up.

“This is the dress, please”

“Of course, your majesty” The maid says nodding before leaving.

“Where is James?” I ask Peter.

“I told him to leave”

“Wha-? Why?”

“It brings bad luck to see the bride in the wedding dress before the wedding day”

“Oh! So you knew all along?”

“Y/N, I’m 4, not stupid” I can’t help but burst in laughter again.