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profoundtyrantharmony · 2 years ago

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I posted 406 times in 2022

That's 76 more posts than 2021!

38 posts created (9%)

368 posts reblogged (91%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@spaghettificationandpretzels

@fandomficsnstuff

@lokisprettygirl

@istorkyou

@mylifeisactuallyamess

I tagged 397 of my posts in 2022

Only 2% of my posts had no tags

#ivar x reader - 94 posts

#bucky barnes x reader - 88 posts

#fluff - 82 posts

#loki x reader - 72 posts

#bucky barnes - 70 posts

#bucky x reader - 66 posts

#ivar the boneless - 59 posts

#vikings - 58 posts

#loki - 56 posts

#ivar lothbrok - 49 posts

Longest Tag: 59 characters

#multi-chapter is a preference but i won't say no to oneshot

My Top Posts in 2022:

Title : A Touch of Affection

Pairing : Modern!Ivar x Reader

Words : 4001

Warning : Fluff, Smut and slight Angst

Note : Roommate to Bestfriend to Lover. I made it soft!Ivar cause it’s my favorite. Probably some medical innacurencies.

Chapter Plot : Ivar talk about his difficulties in the sexual department and Reader offers to help him.

Tags : @youbloodymadgenius // @draculasbride-blog // @ivarhoegh // @black-repunzel99 // @theanxietyqueen17 // @litleepigisaa

Masterlist // Request // PromptList // Serie Masterlist

Chapter 10 : A Discovery of Feelings

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71 notes - Posted April 9, 2022

Title : What a Game

Pairing : Loki x Reader x Thor

Words : 3354

Warning : Fluff and a bit smutty at the end.

Note : Everybody is alive, Endgame happened without permanent casualties

Plot : A game of fu*k marry or kill with alcohol leads the Avengers (original 6 + Loki, Bucky, Sam, Wanda and Vision) and reader to admit dome hidden feelings deep inside of them.

Tags : @im-a-satanic-ritual

Masterlist // Prompt list request

We’ve been on a mission for several weeks now. Since the events with Thanos we could have thought that the human nature would have been less evil...we were wrong. There will always be an other monster wanting to do bad things to innocent in the sole purpose of being richer, more powerfull or just because they can. That’s why we, the Avengers work so hard to preserve the lives of millions of innocents.

This is not easy everyday but fortunately we can count on each other, Steve Sam and Bucky united by their military past, Natasha and Clint bonded years ago when he decided to not kill her, Tony and Bruce over science, Wanda and Vision... it’s a bit fuzzy for now but we can say they’re linked by their appreciation of one another -If I had my say in this, I’d just tell them to get together already- and finally there is me Thor and Loki. At the beginning the two brother were always together -since the redeeming of Loki they got a lot of time to catch-.

At first I befriended Loki over my interest of literature and calm nature. I was coming back from a trip to the library with my arms full of new books when Loki walked by me and helped me to settle them in my room. He looked over my collection and asked me if he could borrow some -which I obviously accepted-. Since that day we could be found in his room or in mine, sometime in the living room reading our own book, sometime reading to each other. After that we started to talk together about everyday life, the further we talk and more personnal our conversation had become. We were now friend and proud to be.

Then some weeks later I befriended Thor over some pop tarts -Yes I love pop tarts too especially those with weird flavors like root beer, pumpkin pie or even maple bacon- this day, I’ll remember it till the day I die. I just finished training with Nat and Clint when my stomach told me it was time to give him some sustenance or else... I went to the kitchen, grabbed my personnal stash of snacks -full of weird flavors snacks that no one in the tower wanted to taste- when suddenly I felt a warm presence behind me, it was too late fo me to hide what rightfully belonged to me. I turned around and without surprise saw Thor with eyes full of mirth and ecstasy at the sight of all the different treats. He asked me what was all of this, I let him try some, he liked it and that’s basicaly how the three of us became really good friends. Our bond is like nothing I ever experience before, it’s more like a fraternal kind of bond, without being blood related.

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The quinjet landed on the Avengers compound, the roars of the engines wake me from my slumber. I’m tired, sweaty and in dire need of a hot shower. I thought we would have to go to the med bay see if everything and everyone were alright then go to our quarter and be free fromany Avengers duties. Clearly, as I hear Tony speaks through my foggy head, I understand that this is not what’s going to happen.

“Guys we need to celebrate our victory !!” Tony happily says.

“Come on Tony, give us a break !” Steve says a bit defeated knowing well Tony won't listen to anyones plea.

“Don’t you think it will be better to celebrate tomorrow, when everyone feel rested ?” replies Bruce trying to coaxe him into reason.

“Bruce is right, we need to rest this mission was physically and mentaly draining !” Adds Bucky with tiredness clouding his eyes.

“Listen up everybody, we’re all going to the med bay, we’re all going to rest for a bit...But tonight at 8:00pm we’re going to spend some time together as a team bonding, to be together as friends more than work colleagues. Is that understood !” Tony explains with seriousness in his tone not wanting to be contradicted.

“Seriously Tony ! I’m tired, sweaty, I look like an old dry cod sticking on the side of the road !!” I start to yell a bit frustrated with him.

“Don’t be too harsh on yourself sweet flower.” Says Loki smiling at me.

“An old dry cod ?! You’re not that old !!” Says Thor laughing at his own joke.

“I hate you both ! I tell both of the gods. And I hate you too Tony, making me stay up when I only want to sleep, that’s mean !” I couldn’t contain the slight smile that wanted to break free from my psudo angry face.

“Yeah yeah I love you too y/n/n ! See you all tonight, there will be acohol an there will be games !” Exclaims Tony with a renewed genuine smile.

“Games ?” Ask Clint and Natasha at the same time.

“A game actually, not plural.”

“May I ask mister Stark what this game, singuar, will be ?”

“You’ll see for yourself tonight Vision !”

“You know I can read your mind Tony ? You can’t hide anything from me.” Says Wanda with a sly smile that make her even more gorgeous than she already is.

“You wouldn’t dare violate the one that offers you a chance to be a better version of yourself in such a rude way would you !?” Tony is almost laughing, it’s all for fun, we ove each other so much that we can laugh and joke about almost everything.

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Loki Oneshots I Recommend ~M~ to ~Z~

~M~

Airport (from @meganlpie)

Shiver (from @muertawrites )

Late night cravings (from @maiden-of-asgard)

Have fun (from @multific)

Spellbound (from @mygfloki)

~O~

Curiosity kissed the cat (from @odinsonsobsessed)

Winning (from @ohhhmyloki)

~R~

Craving her (from @revengingbarnes)

~S~

One more habit (from @shotsbyshae)

A cage of golden glass (from @sserpente)

Mint (from @surrounded-by-superheroes )

Asking Loki dirty questions (from @starscreamloki )

Squishes and Kisses (from @sugars-fluffy-escapes)

Reliable liars (from @scandalous-chaos)

~T~

Li’l Lou (from @thegoddamnfangirl)

I could just drink you up ( from @thosekidswhohuntmonsters)

~U~

Braid (from @uncomfortable-writers)

~W~

You snake (from @wickednerdery)

The curious incident of the doppelganger (from @wolfpawn on AO3)

Last Updated : 09/11/22

135 notes - Posted September 11, 2022

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Title : A Touch of Affection

Pairing : Modern!Ivar x Reader

Warning : Fluff, Smut, Angst

Notes : Roommate to Bestfriend to Lover. I made it Soft!Ivar because this is my favorite. Slow burn for the first few chapters. 🔥=smut / 💗=fluff / 💧=angst

General Plot : Y/n a young journalist decide to quit to pursue her ambitions of travel vlogger/blogger. Ivar works for the familly business and wants to leave the familly house. They’ll have to share an appartment and maybe more than friendship will arise.

Tags : @youbloodymadgenius // @draculasbride-blog // @ivarhoegh

Masterlist // Request

Chapter 1 : First Meet 💗

Bonus #01 : What Does the Loft Looks Like ?

Chapter 2 : Moving In 💗

Chapter 3 : Home Alone 🔥💗

Bonus #02 : A week in Oslo

Chapter 4 : What the Future Holds 💗++

Chapter 5 : A Familly Reunion 💗

Chapter 6 : Half a Truth to Set You Free 💗+

Chapter 7 : It’s My Gift to You 💗+

Bonus #03 : Ancient and Glorious is Quebec💗

Chapter 8 : Under the Sunlight slight🔥

Bonus #04 : What about some Burgers ?

Chapter 9 : In the Land of the Rising Sun 💗💧

Bonus #05 : How to Spend Halloween in Japan 💗

Chapter 10 : A Discovery of Feelings 💧💗🔥

Bonus #06 : Strangest Love Hotel... 🔥💗

Chapter 11 : Stuck on an Island 🔥💗

Chapter 12 : I Can’t Believe You ! 💧

Chapter 13 : Perditious, Jealous Vipers 💧⚡

Chapter 14 : Sweet Revenge (Part 1) Semi🔥

Chapter 15 : Sweet Revenge (Part 2) 🔥💗

Chapter 16 : Someone Has to be Held Accountable semi🔥

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My #1 post of 2022

Title : Defending Honor

Pairing : Poly!Avengers x Reader

Words : 8130

Warning : Smut (check the kinks) and Fluff

Notes : As usual Endgame happened without forever departure. None on the movie couples exist in this fic. F/B means famous backery.

Plot : Request from @im-a-satanic-ritual : Can I ask for No. 19 that leads to 26 on your prompt list? And can I ask for No. 9, 13, 14, 22 and 30 or 29 on your kink list? For female!reader x all Avengers? I love your writing so much and anything will be amazing but I love good background to go with smut so if you could make this as long as you can? Thank you, I hope you have an awesome day!

Tag : @im-a-satanic-ritual

Masterlist // Request // Promptlist

Prompt scenario list :

n°19 : Reader defends character(s) from mental/verbal abuse

n°26 : Being worshipped by character(s)

Prompt kink list :

n°9 : Praise kink

n°13 : Group sex

n°14 : Dry humping

n°22 : Outdoor sex

n°29 : Cock warming

n°30 : Double Penetration

Working for Pepper Potts as her personal assistant as its perks. I have the pleasure of working with one of the most impressive and hardworking woman from this century, as well as meeting the Avengers on an almost daily basis -as an assistant I’m sometimes, let’s say often, needed to help them with paperwork and planning meeting and stuff- it’s a hard work but I won’t change it for anything. Each morning I wake up from my bed happy to go to work, even on harder day -when there is a mission meeting for instance- I’m glad to be of any help.

That’s because of those friendship that I’m here right now, early in the morning, outside my room -as Pepper’s assistant I got to have a staff member’s appartment in an other wing of the compound- wearing a deep blue sport bra and dark short just to run and do some training with none other than the one and only Bucky Barnes ! Don’t get me wrong I love that guy and all, he’s sweet and funny a bit on the grumbly side sometimes but it’s part of his charm. The problem is that we don’t have the same stamina or even the same training routine.

Working alongside the Avengers allows me to be on first name basis with all of them. I developped some sort of friendship with them over the course of the year I’ve been employed. First it was Thor with his overly warming attitude quickly followed by Wanda with whom I might share a hobby for cooking. Then I befriended Tony and Bruce as I was the one bringing them food and drinks because they both forget it when they’re to engrossed in their work. The next ones to fall for my friendlyness are Steve Bucky and Sam during my training -even if I’m not an Avengers I do a bit of workout to stay in shape-, the two spies Nat and Clint are close behind, my supposedly dorky and blunt attitude got me in their good grace. Finally I got to call Loki my friend, I didn’t think it would happen though, but we both love sitting in silence while reading a good literature book so it made our friendship obvious.

“Man why are you asking me to train with you ? Why not Steve or even Sam ?!” I ask him already tired in advance.

“Steve went on a mission early this morning and I don’t want to work out with birdbrain.” Answers Bucky calmly.

“I swear to god the both of you are like a married couple that can’t stand the sight of the other !” I laugh.

“Stop laughing at me and focus on the training, today we’re going to run to improve your stamina so get ready !”

Running is not my favorite thing to do I admit but with him it’s always relaxing, he even slow his own pace so I don’t feel like a failure, such a gentleman and a real pedagogue, he instantly understand how my mind works and what to do to get me focus.

We start from the compound and he then lead the way through small streets that few people use, until we arrive to bigger one. He keeps me focus, my mind goes everywhere, what am I gonna eat tonight, is it gonna be a hard day or not... I don’t see the time passe, I don’t get overly tired -which I’m proud of-, my training must have work then !

Almost an hour and a half later, we finish our run and start to walk back to the compound, we’re both sweaty so Bucky decide to take off his sweatshirt to only stay in his tank top, his metal arm visible for everyone. It’s not a problem, nor for me nor for the other Avengers...but for the public’s eyes apparently it still a bit early...or too much I don’t know. He contributes to protect and save their lives but he’s still treated as a villain, a monster devoid of a soul. I will never understand that, I will never tolerate that !

“Have you seen his arm ? And those scars ?! This is hideous !!” A mid-thirties woman whispers to her husband not knowing that she is not that discret.

“Don’t tell me about it, I don't even understand why he’s still walking free after all the wrong he did ! Guess being friend with mister Captain America can get you out of jail.” The man answers his wife with such venom in his words that I can see from the corner of my eyes Bucky bowing his head in shame and disconfort. How dare they !!

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persephone-is-here-omg · 7 years ago

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Gremlins.

Bucky Barnes/Ivar The Boneless/Reader.

Warnings: FLUFF. I have written the fluff and I will kill y’all with it. Die.

Word Count: 759.

Rating: PG 13.

Masterlist

This is for @lovelynemesis “Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree” Writing Challenge. I know I am 15 days late and I apologize profusely to Sam, because I know is bullshit.

Tagging: @charliexowrite @captainpoopweinersoldier @britishmenaredestroyingmylife @ivartheboneme @wanderlustingandwandering @lucetheding @sexylibrarian1 @salimahbicharara-comun @heathensoldier @bearded-bucky

Ivar hates Christmas. He's a pagan. He has no interest in some dumb baby being born to save people from their sins or whatever. Bucky is used to the cold. It reminds him of Hydra and of being frozen, but he’s made his peace with that, to an extent. He used to like Christmas, now he just does not care. Besides there's too much people around. Weirdly enough Ivar was feeling complacent enough to actually listen to him for once when he told him they should go grocery shopping and hole up in the apartment. "Maybe we ought to start throwing rotten food to those carolers" He said with a look of malicious glee in his eyes. Bucky had leveled him with a stare that pretty much meant 'Don't you fucking dare' His arm was being a pain in the ass with the cold, too. And Bucky was pretty sure Ivar's legs were bothering him, too. Not that Ivar would say, he hated talking about his legs, hated the vulnerability it showed, even if it was Bucky, or you. That was how they ended holed up, snuggled in bed, watching Die Hard and Gremlins and every other Christmas movie that wasn't really a Christmas movie. So far Ivar was loving Gremlins. Bucky nuzzles his face against Ivar's neck and he hums in acknowledgement "What?" Ivar says right before he lets out a loud peel of laughter at what is happening on the tv "Watch the movie, Bucky. This was your idea, remember?" Bucky grumbles and Ivar punches his arm playfully "You're being distracting" "Good. Why do you like those ugly little shits so much?" He asks snuggling even closer to Ivar and Ivar turns his face a smirk on his face. "Why don't you? Are you scared?" The sheer amusement on Ivar's voice makes Bucky lift his face and look at him "My lord Odin, are you scared?" Bucky laughs "No, I just want to snuggle with you and you keep looking at those ugly, mischievous shits" "Is because I'm an ugly, mischievous shit, James" Ivar says and Bucky looks at him unimpressed. "Take that back" He says. That is the part of the conversation you hear just before you get inside the room. "Take what back?" You ask starting to take your coat off "Is cold as fuck out there, guys" Bucky turns to look at you "He said he's like a Gremlin" You gasp turning to look at the flat screen "Guys! You should have waited for me? And why did he said he is like a gremlin?" "He said that he's ugly like a gremlin" You lift an eyebrow and turn to hang your coat and scarf, then stick your hands under your shirt and get your bra off, leaving your jeans for last. Then you climb on the bed and snuggle closer to Ivar "Take it back because is not true" "Yeah, take it back, Ivar" Says Bucky. You bury your face in Ivar's neck and he sucks in a startled breath, groaning "Your nose is cold" You just move closer to him and start kissing his jaw and cheek. "You need to take it back" You say, teaming up with Bucky to be as distracting as possible "You know you're not ugly. So take it back" Ivar chuckles "Just because you two are crazy, doesn't mean everyone else thinks I am pretty" “Is because they are the crazy ones, not us” You put your hands under Ivar’s sweatshirt, smothering him even more between yours and Bucky's body "C'mon baby... I mean, I can think of some things you got in common with the gremlins but ugliness is not one of them" Says Bucky, his voice coming slightly muffled from Ivar's other side, his hand lands on your thigh and he lifts his head for a second "Doll... Your skin is extra soft today" You let out a small giggle "Thank you, Buck" You feel another hand creeping up on your leg and grab it, pulling it away "Take it back, or there's no petting me today, Ivar. And no movie and no nothing for you" Ivar rolls his eyes "I take it back. I do not look as ugly as a gremlin. But... If I don't what do I have in common with them?" You lift your head again and smile "Well... You're a mischievous little shit and you've got a lot of murder in you, too. But you're pretty" Bucky hums, still caressing your leg and Ivar lets out a frustrated groan.

#winterboneless #bucky barnes x ivar the boneless x reader #samsrockinwritingchallenge #sams rockin writing challenge #ivar the boneless fluff #bucky barnes fluff #ivar the boneless x reader #bucky barnes x reader #grinchfest #gremlins #snuggling

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kaynothanks · 3 years ago

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ANGST

SEND REQUESTS!

“Why does it sound like you’re saying goodbye?”

“It’s always a losing game with you.”

“If it means anything, I love you.”

“It wasn’t supposed to end this way.”

“I’ve moved on.”

“This isn’t the person I fell in-love with.”

“Why are you still fighting?”

“You were the one who walked out, not me.”

“Please don’t make me choose.”

“You don’t get to call me that.”

“You lost that right when you walked out of my life.”

“What happened to forever?”

“Would you have said yes?”

“Please don’t make me choose.”

“You can’t just act like nothing's wrong when it is!”

“I haven’t seen you in months.”

“I’m sorry.” “For what?” “Everything.”

“I’ll see you soon, I promise.”

“You have to let me go.”

“What happened to all of our promises?”

“Don’t tell me to calm down!”

“I’m not ready to get hurt again.”

“Because I know when I open my eyes this will all turn out to be a dream and I’ll lose you again.”

“I’m not ready to lose you.”

“You just had to go and ruin everything.”

“Why do we have to keep hiding? I’m tired of being kept a secret.”

“You know this means nothing right?”

“It’s not my fault you believe(d) everything I (say/said).”

“You promised forever.”

“Why is it so hard for you to believe me?”

“Why did you have to go and fall in love with me?”

“I shouldn’t still be in love with you.”

“You’re weak.”

“At least I kept my promises.”

“Take me back.”

“What happened to us?”

“I still find myself falling asleep with you on my mind.”

“People say I’m heartless.”

“Is that a threat?”

“It’s killing you.”

“I’m tired of running.”

“You’re a bad liar did you know?”

"Leave."

"I don't want your apology."

"Just talk to me please."

#angst #bucky barnes x reader #chris evans x reader #ivar the boneless x reader #jj maybank x reader #billy hargrove x reader #stiles stilinksi x reader #loki x reader #pietro maximoff x reader

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persephone-andromeda · 4 years ago

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Love That Will Last

Requested? Yes | No

Will you please write a Bucky x Ivar x Reader fic that takes place during Victorian times? Lots of romance please

Pairing: Victorian times!Winterboneless x reader

Summary: You are the duchess to be of Duke James Barnes and the lover of Lord Ivar Ragnarsson in secret. On the night of a ball, you and Ivar have an argument and you wonder if this love is meant to last.

Song inspo: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y8GxG7IuI0Y

Warning(s): Angst, reader and Ivar get into an argument, loving James, ends in fluff

Word count: 2.8k (oops)

A/N: This is my first request in a long time! Hope you like it!

Tags: @unbetaedimagines

The ballroom was blazing with light. Chandeliers cast mini rainbows as the crystals gleamed. A fountain could be heard faintly bubbling outside against the chatter and music of the room and the footsteps of eager ladies and less eager gentleman. Cream and gold decorated the walls with expensive frames of art and sculptures pushed to the corners of the room but placed in a way that looked deliberate. Opulence was the name and it showed.

You were standing by one of the open balcony doors to get the faintest trace of a spring evening breeze. The dress you wore was too tight and the heat of the room made everything too claustrophobic. Maybe it was the champagne too…

A glass of water appeared in your vision and you cast your eyes to your fiancé before downing the liquid quickly. You sighed in relief.

“Thank you. This room is absolutely stifling.”

“Here I thought it was just my presence.”

You snort and hand him the empty glass.

“I could never be bored in your presence, James, no matter what you think,” you tell him before taking him in.

James Barnes, your town’s most eligible bachelor, and a holder of a very large estate, was the most eligible bachelor, is dressed in a smart suit with black tails behind him and a bowtie to match. His blue eyes are slightly shadowed in the light and they make him look even more alluring with the slight smirk on his face.

“I am a lucky man.”

“You better not forget it, or I might just leave you,” you tease.

He fakes a gasp as he holds the glass close to his chest.

“My love you wound me.” He casts his eyes around the room. “Which one of these insufferable fools would you leave me for?”

You also cast your eyes around the room for a few moments and you spot the lord of the house, Ivar, sulking away in a corner with a half empty glass of whiskey. You grin a bit as you turn back to James.

“Well, there’s a lot of qualities and responsibilities that I’d need to replace you,” you start and rock on the balls of your feet, as much as the shoes allow. “First, he’d have to be able to support me and whatever endeavors I hope to achieve. Secondly, he has to be attractive and fun. He can’t sulk away the day. Finally, he has to have an open mind. I have ambitions and dreams and maybe I want to cause some trouble too. He has to help.”

James nods as he twirls the stem of the glass between his fingers.

“Hmm, well, I do believe you’re out of luck here sweetheart. None of these men here have all three qualities that you desire. I guess you’re stuck with me.”

He grins at you and you flush at his gaze as you know what that look means.

“Behave, James. We’re in public,” you whisper as he draws you close to his side.

“Maybe I just want to have a little bit of fun.”

The band concludes with the song and you applaud politely with everyone else as they take a break. You kiss James’s cheek, as the sound of scraping chairs and hurried footsteps around you gives you an opportunity to lean away from his promising touch.

“Will you get me more water? I’m parched.”

James nods and then goes off into the crowd. You take a moment to look for Lord Ivar again, but he is gone from his spot in the corner. You frown for a moment and then hear the signs of squeaky wheels halt at your side.

“Miss (Y/L/N),” he says, and you turn to see him beside you. You start into a curtsey. “You don’t need to do that, you know.”

You smile coyly as you dip back down anyways, just to torture him with the neckline of your dress.

“It is your family home, my lord. It would be impolite to not pay my respects,” you say and complete the curtsey before standing back up.

“And because it is my home, I can command you to do certain…acts,” he teases back.

You fight the flush that tries to crawl its way under your skin.

“Of course, my lord,” you drawl. “But I always make you pay for it later.”

You wink at him and then casts your eyes around the room to make it seem like you and the lord are having a simple conversation, perhaps about the artwork lining the walls. No one needs to know that you’ve been here may times before and you’ve memorized the lines of wallpaper meeting together and the places of frames, even when they are taken down for cleaning.

“Has there been any news about my father’s statues? I thought that you would have told me something by now…” you enquire.

Your father conserved ancient marble statutes and once he had died, since he had no male heir, they were sold at the house auction, breaking your heart. Before you had met James, you spent quite some time looking for them, but you hadn’t been able to find them. Upon James introducing you to Ivar, and learning about his connects, he put out enquiries into them. He had found them two months ago but no new information had been provided since then, leaving you antsy.

The squeak of leather alerts you to the fact that he’s shifting in his seat, either from discomfort from the topic or from the pain in his legs. If this was any other situation, you would help him, but you cannot. No one can know.

“You know I cannot talk about that. Only James is privy-”

“To that information, I know. You always say that,” you finish and sigh before looking at him again. “You know my background. My father didn’t educate me in conservation for years just for you and James to disregard my experience, even in our….relationship. It isn’t fair.”

“Can you believe that we are trying to protect you?”

“No. If you wanted to protect me, you never would have asked me to risk my reputation every time you ask me to come see you. James and I will be married, Ivar, and I don’t know where that leaves you.”

You look away again at the many pairs of feet that are lingering by the drink table or swaying to an unheard song on the floor.

“I understand that you are angry at me for not indulging you, but there are certain things a lady of your disposition-”

You can’t help but laugh at that and then you stare at him again, making him stop.

“Don’t pull that with me. I’m not your mother. You cannot command me to do anything.”

“Watch your tone, woman, or I’ll-”

“What? Hmm?” You stare him down. “What will you do to me? Punish me? Arguing with you is punishing enough and I will not do it anymore, even if you want my forgiveness.”

He snorts.

“Forgiveness? Why would I want that? Have I slighted you, my darling?” He asks with a slight rage burning behind his eyes, begging you to keep going, but arguing with Ivar always ends in someone’s feelings getting hurt and you are not in the mood.

Enraged, you look away from him, just as James returns.

“I’m gone for two minutes and you two are already at it,” he comments and hands you the refilled glass of water.

You down it quickly again, feeling the water cool your anger, but not entirely.

“I want to leave. I’m tired and annoyed,” you address James, ignoring Ivar completely. Two can play at that game.

“You will come back tomorrow and we can-” Ivar starts, and you whip your head around so fast it makes you a bit dizzy.

“I am not cattle to be herded. You will do your best to remember that my lord. I am going to be a duchess and you will show me the respect I have earned.”

He opens his mouth to counter back, but he is stopped by James.

“That’s enough, both of you. If I knew that you two were going to be at each other again, I never would have suggested that we come. My love, let us go and, maybe, we will return tomorrow with cool heads. Agreed?”

“Ever the logical one,” Ivar sneers.

“Ivar,” James says sternly, and shuts his mouth again.

James turns to you.

“Agreed?”

You nod curtly and hand him the empty glass again. You know that Ivar will not say that he agrees but he might if he decides to behave.

“Alright. Let us go before the storm kicks in.”

James leads you away from the crowd of bustling dancers as the music starts up again and you don’t bother to turn around to see if Ivar is watching you go. You doubt he even cares.

On the carriage ride back, you’re abnormally silent as you look out the window. Your annoyance has calmed but it still lingers, even in the cool night breeze.

“I don’t want to talk about it,” you tell James as you know he wants you to, at least, say something.

“I’m sure he’ll be sorry in the morning.”

You snort again.

“When Hell decides to freeze over, then maybe then there will be a chance of him apologizing, and actually meaning it.”

“(Y/N)…” James sighs and from the corner of your eye, you see that he has turned to look out the window on his side. “I don’t understand why you two fight so much. There’s nothing be gained from it.”

You swallow and blink back the tears.

“I know.”

You argue because most of the time you don’t believe that Ivar truly loves you as he says he does and when you argue, at least you can see some emotion laced in his words and in his eyes.

“Will you sleep on it? I can come get you in the morning and we can have breakfast at that café you like and discuss it then,” he suggests gently.

You nod.

“Alright,” he concludes.

Fifteen minutes later, the carriage rolls to a stop in front of your home but before you can get out, he stops you. James kisses your hands.

“My love, please think on it. You and I both know he loves you, and don’t look at me like that. You know it’s true.” He kisses your forehead and opens the door to help you back down onto the gravel road. “I love you and no matter what happens, that will never change.”

You nod again and give his hand a squeeze before parting.

“I love you, James Barnes. Always have, always will,” you proclaim softly.

You’re rewarded by one of his dazzling smiles and as you lay in bed that night, you wonder about the future and how uncertain it all seems.

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At that same moment, Ivar sits at his desk in his study tapping his pen against a piece of paper that has many scribbled and struck out lines on it. He cannot seem to find the right words to apologize or tell you how he feels, even when he knows you’re only trying to help.

He balls up the piece of paper and throws it into the fire before he sighs. He looks at the picture of you on his desk and gently strokes the image of your cheeks.

“What am I to do with you, my love?” He asks himself softly.

He looks at the clock on his desk just before he hears the small bells chime for midnight. Maybe he’ll have a better idea in the morning. He swallows at that and downs the rest of his whiskey before he stares back at the picture.

Right then, he knows what he has to do, and he can only pray that his hands can keep up with the words flowing from his mind.

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You debated going with James in the late morning, but the argument could not be left unresolved or else bitter feelings would grow between you and Ivar. You are both very stubborn but driven people and you two were bound to clash every once in a while. James always has to play Switzerland, the neutral ground, to make sure that you two didn’t reach the point of no return. That only happened once, and you and Ivar didn’t speak for two weeks. You can’t even remember what that argument was about. That’s how silly it seems.

You sigh a bit as you look out the window as his manor comes into view.

“Remember-” James starts as he’s adjusting his cuffs.

“I know. Be nice, smile. Be a duchess to be.”

James sighs a bit, but you don’t have the energy to respond to that. What you do have is curiosity as you see the servants bringing in a wooden box, and by the sounds of their grunting, a very heavy wooden box. You frown as the carriage rolls to a stop in front of the manor.

The footman helps you down as James rounds the carriage to come to your side.

“What is this? Did Ivar mention anything to you?”

James shakes his head and once the box is securely inside, you enter the manor. The manservant is inspecting the states of the boxes and is making notes in his book as he spots you. He bows to you both.

“Your grace, my lady. Lord Ivar is in his study,” he says and you both nod as you make your way to his study.

“This is very odd,” you whisper to James as he just smiles a bit. You frown again. “What is it?”

“Oh, nothing,” he chuckles. “He’s smarter than I thought is all.”

Now you’re even more confused, but Ivar’s study door is open and the conversation halts. Ivar looks up from the paper he’s studying and looks back down before gesturing for you two to come in.

As you enter, you see papers littering the floor around him and you can only imagine the state under his desk. He isn’t looking up, but you take in as much as you can.

“Have you slept?” You ask gently, your argument almost forgotten.

“No,” he speaks, and you want to protest but stop as he speaks again. “But you will see why. Come with me.”

He sets the pen down and wheels out from his desk and in front of you and James. He stops at the door and looks back at both of you.

“Well, come on. Hurry up so I can sleep this day away.”

You roll your eyes and takes James’s hand as you follow Ivar back out to the main hall where the boxes have been arranged along the sides of the walls deliberately. You can then read the words that are stamped onto the fronts of the boxes that read fragile in Italian. Your heart leaps in your chest.

“Ivar-”

“Shh, let James open them first before you get too excited.”

Ivar gestures to the crowbar that is resting on top of one of the shorter boxes and James takes off his jacket and hands it to you. You take a step back and your heart flutters with nerves and excitement.

It takes James a moment to creak open the front of the box and the protective stuffing comes pouring out, revealing the smoothed marble of one of the statues, completely unharmed.

“Oh,” you exclaim, and James moves aside so you can investigate.

You almost start to cry as you move away some more of the stuffing to see the face of the statue looking out over your head. You gently stroke the marbled cheek and let out a sound between a choke and a sound of exclamation.

You turn to Ivar.

“How did you get them here so fast? I thought that they had been lost or something.”

He shifts in his seat again, this time from discomfort as pink decorates his cheeks.

“You were right last night. I know they were your father’s greatest possessions, besides you of course, and…..I had lost them for a while there during transport and I didn’t want to tell you in case something had happened.” He meets your eyes. “I didn’t want to disappoint you and…..I’m sorry for being so snippy lately. I’ve been worried about them. I managed to send a letter to the dock master late last night when he was on shift and he said he was going to write me because they had arrived around ten. I had them delivered here as fast as he could manage it.”

You rush over and hug him tightly, despite his chair. You press kisses all over his face.

“Oh, Ivar. Thank you, thank you, thank you! I cannot tell you how much this means to me.”

He smiles, a real one, and he strokes your cheek.

“You’re welcome and I am sorry.”

You look at each other for a few moments before James speaks.

“I guess it won’t be a cold day in Hell after all,” he teases.

You know then that this love will last after all, no matter the situation or the fall. Loving forever and forever all time.

#winterboneless #winterboneless x reader #winterboneless x reader imagine #Bucky Barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x reader imagine #ivar the boneless #ivar the boneless x reader #ivar the boneless x reader imagine #the reclusive writer writes

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elegantglossyflowersbitches · 4 years ago

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Requests Are Closed!

Please note: this list is not complete (just has 5 characters I prefer), so if you want a specific character, feel free to ask. These characters are just a few of the ones I know and can think of off the top of my head. The same goes for the shows. That being said- it is not limited to that. Also, the female characters will be x fem! Reader, but they can be read as whatever. There are also a couple of exclusions. I just do not feel comfortable doing those characters. I may make some for them later on, but at this present moment, no.

The 100

King Roan

Bellamy Blake

Clarke Griffin

Octavia Blake

Raven Reyes

Vikings

Ivar the Boneless

Ubbe Ragnarsson

Hvitserk Ragnarsson

Harald Finehair

Halfdan the Black

I will not do Sigurd. Sorry.

Game of Thrones

Sandor Clegane

Daenerys Targaryen

Tormund Giantsbane

Jamie Lannister

Cersei Lannister

I will not do Bran. Sorry.

Marvel

Bucky Barnes

Steve Rogers

Tony Stark

Natasha Romanoff

Wanda Maximoff

I will not do Bruce Banner. Sorry.

Supernatural

Dean Winchester

Gabriel

Sam Winchester

Lucifer

Castiel

I will not do Crowley or Jack. Sorry.

Twilight

Felix Volturi

Demetri Volturi

Paul Lahote

Jasper Hale

Caius Volturi

I will not do Aro or Edward. Sorry.

So please feel free to send in some requests!

#fanfic #requests #spn gabriel x reader #dean winchester x reader #felix volturi x reader #sandor clegane x reader #bucky barnes x reader #demetri volturi x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #daenerys targaryen x reader #ivar the boneless x reader #ubbe ragnarsson x reader #king roan x reader #bellamy blake x reader #clarke griffin x reader #steve rogers x reader #tormund giantsbane x reader

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wonderful-writes · 3 years ago

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Hey!

So idk if anyone noticed or even cares, but a while ago I made a new blog for reblogging fics so that I can keep this one more organized. I’ll probably occasionally reblog things on here, but for the most part they’ll be on the other blog. Go check it out if you want!

@wonderful-reblogs

#bucky barnes x reader #spencer reid x reader #tom riddle x reader #ivar the boneless x reader #harry potter x reader #charlie weasley x reader #din djarin x reader

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hcrringtonshair · 4 years ago

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Road to Christmas Masterlist

If you have requests, want to read something special write me :)

No warnings for these needed. They‘re all just 24 fluffy pieces.

Main Masterlist

✧ • ✭ • ✩ • ✦ ✧ • ✭ • ✩ • ✦

Day 1 (Ivar)

Day 2 (Wanda)

Day 3 (Ubbe)

Day 4 (Steve)

Day 5 (Hvitserk)

Day 6 (Bucky)

Day 7 (Ivar)

Day 8 (Natasha)

Day 9 (Hvitserk)

Day 10 (Wanda)

Day 11 (Bucky)

Day 12 (Ivar)

Day 13 (Thor)

Day 14 (Ubbe)

Day 15 (Steve)

Day 16 (Ivar) (1/2)

Day 17 (Ivar) (2/2)

Day 18 (Ragnarssons)

Day 19 (Hvitserk)

Day 20 (Bucky)

Day 21 (Wanda)

Day 22 (surprise)

Day 23 (Natasha)

Day 24 (All)

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danyka-fendyr · 5 years ago

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Alright everybody, here's the deal. I don't usually make genuine call-out posts bc I don't like them as a rule, but sometimes people need to be called out. As a disclaimer, please please PLEASE do not send this person any hate, anon or otherwise, because we're above that and better than that.

So here's what's happening. My very talented, lovely friend @dreamwritesimagines a while back had somebody accused of stealing her story. Being the sweetheart she is, rather than starting fights, when this person reached out to her they talked it out maturely. This was a few months ago and the problem was quickly, easily, and privately resolved. Everyone was able to forget about the drama and move on with their lives.

Until now. Dream has started getting rather nasty anons about how she's hiding something bc she resolved the issue privately like a mature adult. This person is accusing her of having a dishonest nature and demanding the details of drama that happened MONTHS ago.

Someone else began to send anons suggesting that it was the other writer/their fanbase

To which Dream politely responded that she didn't want to make any unfounded accusations, much like when the other writer was first accused of copying her. Fast forward a little bit and this anon appears to start signing their asks with a bird emoji.

So...who would want to stir up drama like this? Who would want to call attention to this other writer and make us all look twice at her. Well kids, here's a Tumblr tip for you. Always remember to hit the anon button when you're being shady on main.

The writer in question, waiting4inspiration, appears to have orchestrated this whole thing, or at the very least contributed to it to garner attention towards herself. This is NOT behavior we like to see in our fandoms or our communities. This writer appears to be doing exactly what Dream was accused of. Hiding things and being dishonest.

Now, I would like to reiterate. DO NOT, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES, SEND WAITING4INSPIRATION ANY KIND OF HATE. That being said, if this behavior makes you as unsettled and disappointed as I am, then I would suggest that you simply unfollow her blog and/or do not interact with her. Maybe there's some kind of logical explanation for this, maybe there isn't, but at the end of the day unless we're drastically misunderstanding things here, this writer is using my poor friend to get herself attention and more followers, which is not okay. I hope the rest of you will choose not to support this, and I do sincerely hope I'm wrong (which is why I held back on posting this to see if the other writer had anything to say in their defense). Thank you for reading this if you did and may you never have to encounter this kind of hate and drama on your own blog. ❤️

If you are experiencing hate or just aren't feeling good about yourself, please don't be afraid to reach out for help.

National Suicide Prevention Lifeline: 1800-273-8255

Crisis Text Line: text HELLO to 741741

More info about mental health resources

#fanfic #vikings #ivar ragnarson #ivar the boneless #ivar x reader #marvel #mcu #bucky barnes #bucky fic #bucky x reader #the witcher #witcher fandom #witcher x reader #geralt x reader #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers #captain america #winter soldier

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imagines-to-quench-thirst · 5 years ago

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Hey, guys. I'm back here on this platform to finally step back into my writing. So for the time being I will accept requests for my group of guys which are:

Victor Creed (Sabertooth)

Loki

Thor

Steve Rogers (Captain America)

Bucky Barnes (Winter Solider)

Bruce Wayne (Batman)

Clark Kent (Superman)

Arthur Curry (Aquaman)

Orm Marius (Ocean Master)

Joker (Suicide Squad)

Duncan Vizla (Polar, Netflix)

And a 2 new ones:

Frank Castle and Ivar The Boneless

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profoundtyrantharmony · 3 years ago

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Hello !! I decided to rewrite my "we're all naked underneath" fic (i think maybe you didn't like it 😆 or whatever).

In the mean time i'll write other things but i need your opinions.

What do you prefer : Fluff ; Smut ; Angst ; A combinationbof the three ; Something else (please elaborate 😁)

What are you favorite trope and the one(s) you don't like : neighbors ; avengers!reader ; roommate ; youtuber/acting/twitcher!reader ; love hate ; pandemic ; others (again please elaborate 😉)

What are your favorite ship : m/m ; f/f ; m/f ; gender neutral ; poly (for each one i'm repeating myself but be precise 😃)

What is your favorite fandom ? I only write for Avengers [Avengers cast] and Vikings [Vikings cast] (it will come) ; if you have others i'm taking it (if i know it of course 🤣)

Thanks in advance for all of those who wil respond. If your not interested maybe just reblog for more people could interact.

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persephone-is-here-omg · 5 years ago

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New Perfume.

Ivar The Boneless/Reader/Bucky Barnes.

Can be read as a stand alone or as a sequel to Only His.

Warnings: Smut. Dub-Con. Mentions of amputations, sex pollen, three somes, oral sex (both giving a recieving), fingering, choking, blacking out. Mind the warnings. I’m not portraying a healthy relationship here, so I don’t want any complains because I will chew and spit back out anyone who complains.

Word Count: 3409.

Rating: 18+.

Masterlist.

This is my entry to @siren-kitten-his The Seven Deadly Sins Challenge. My sin was lust. I apologize for beig late, so much, but I’m a mess organizing my time, my mom went to Colombia for a while so I’m dealing with that, too, and I generally just suck ass.

@its–fandom–darling @charlie-theangel @captainpoopweinersoldier @synnersaint @tiyetiye @whenimaunicorn @anunhealthydoseofangst @curvybihufflepuff @suz-123

Sergei sat down on his chair, his eyes immediately going to the stump left after his hand had been amputated. All because of an air-headed, loudmouthed bitch that left Ivar Lothbrok’s dick get to her head.

Ivar on the other hand? He was hot headed. There wasn’t much to be done about that, he couldn’t go after him. Not openly, at least, but there was something he could do. His cargo, the one he wouldn’t tell Ivar about even when he’d had to give that prick a big sum of his money, that he could use. He just would need one little bottle. Sergei wouldn’t even miss it and if everything went like he had planned it and his man inside did his job, Ivar would dispose of that whore himself.

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“So… This is the girl” The long haired, bearded man, James, said as you walked in and Ivar set his possessive hand on your exposed thigh. He had made sure you looked your very best this night, the soft, shiny silk was a perfect match to your skin color, the high slits on your thighs showcasing your legs in just the way he liked. The strappy, high heeled sandals, matching your skin, too. The setting of this meeting was much more relaxed of the others Ivar had taken you to, he is sitting on a sofa, James is sitting on the armchair next to it.

“Yes, this is her, Soldat” Ivar said looking up at you.

Giving him a smile, you then looked back at the other man. His eyes were almost a perfect match to Ivar’s. So similar in their blue. It was almost unsettling.

“I’m guessing you pulled that deal off by the sheer terror Sergei feels now” He said with a smirk on his lips “Serves him good… Guy never knows when to shut his fucking mouth or when to keep his hands to himself. Does he, doll?”

The question surprises you, in this kind of situation you were mostly talked about, rarely talked to, but you looked into his eyes and said “No, he doesn’t” Your eyes fixed on him “Do you?” You ask with a raised eyebrow.

Your boldness earns you a chuckle, Ivar squeezes your thigh and the other man smirks “I see why she’s so… Special to you, Ivar”

“James” Ivar says fondly “You know I enjoy a good brain more than a pretty face, luckily for me she has both”

“You really must be something else” James chimes, still with a smirk.

You wonder this man must be someone Ivar trusts a lot, anyone else talking about you, to you, like this and he would have lost it entirely. That’s just the way Ivar is. But he reminds calm and amicable, his wandering hands on your hips now, James’ eyes following their movement slowly, yours settle on his metal fingers, tapping on his knee. The image of them dragging over your exposed skin sends a chill through you, unsure of where that thought came from.

Ivar looks at you “You have a new perfume on today” He observes “I like it”

Your mind wanders to earlier that night, as you got ready, picking between the different little bottles on your dresser, fingers tracing lightly over the tops of them, you settle on the one. It had arrived along with other stuff Ivar had gifted you, he didn’t set himself limits when it came to you or your expenses. The smell was a bit sweeter than you liked but it wasn’t that bad, he must have picked it up for a reason, the warm mist sat on your skin and settled around your body as an aura. Your eyes skimmed over the full body mirror, you picked up a blue velvet coat and headed out.

Now, you were here, with two of the most handsome men you’d ever seen. Images flashed through your mind of the three of you tangled around each other, you swallow nervously, unsure of how Ivar would react to that. You took a deep breath as you noticed the heat in the room, wondering if it had been as hot when you came in, you look at Ivar as he pulls you fully onto his lap, moving slightly as you settle, minding his legs and careful of not causing him any discomfort, he hums “Yes, is a different perfume”

“Is the one you sent in with the all the other stuff” You explain carding a hand through his long hair, nails scratching the shaved sides of his head “The one in the purple bottle.

Ivar hums and nods, nose buried in your neck “Is amazing”

James chuckles “Should I come back later?” He asks, voice deep and velvety, you shiver in Ivar’s lap at the sound of it, crossing your legs as Ivar drags his hand over your soft skin, it feels so good, you feel your skin cool of down as his hands drag over your thighs.

Ivar shakes his head “What do you think of James, dove? Do you think he’s attractive?” His breath caresses your skin, warm and the smell of mint makes you sigh. He smells so good, he always does, but today is even better.

“I…” You frown “I… Think so, yes”

“Is ok… I’m not testing you” He whispers “I know you’re mine. But James, he’s my friend. A very close friend”

“Yes, he is” You answer the question for a second time, eyes landing on him as James licks his lips, his own eyes roaming over you slowly, taking in every inch of you. Your teeth dig on your lip as you try not to shiver, try to not squirm on Ivar’s lap. The room is hotter than before, is not possible that they don’t notice it, but Ivar’s hands feel so good on your skin, the calluses are just scratchy enough to feel amazing, you sigh.

“I know, Dove” Ivar says “And you, James? What do you have to say?”

“You found a real gem” James says with a smirk “A diamond” He adds, eyes fixed on you.

Your chest rises and falls, Ivar brings a hand up and flicks his finger over your hard nipple “Remember me to have you wearing silk all the time” He says placing his hand down and you squirm on his lap.

Is the heat in the room or your body? You wonder and frown “Why is it so hot in here?” You ask “So hot” You repeat, it feels like your thoughts are being dragged through molasses, you had never described thoughts as sticky, but yours feel that way. So slow, so sticky, so hot. Are you falling down with a fever?

Ivar’s nose is on your neck again and you notice he’s beckoning James closer “She smells so good, can you feel that?” He says “Come here, Bucky”

James or Bucky… Are they the same person? You don’t have time to wonder because there’s another face buried in your neck, you feel a hum vibrate in your skin and pout, whimpering softly, almost inaudibly so. His breath smells of peppermint and faint cigarettes.

He nods “What is that smell? Is so good”

You move in Ivar’s lap and squeeze your thighs together, you are not aware of when did you get so turned. But you are sure you will soak through your dress, you remember vaguely deciding to forgo underwear, not wanting marks on the silk, can Ivar feel it? Can James feel it?

James pulls away and sits besides Ivar on the couch, eyes set on both of you. Ivar moves his hand and places it on the back of your neck, squeezing just enough to keep you alert and then guides your face to his, kissing your lips hungrily, he pulls away with a smirk, his eyes dark and full of desire, somehow you know that desire is not just for you is, also, for James “Kiss him” He whispers in your ear. The hand on the back of your neck feels so good, so warm and strong as Ivar guides your face to meet with James’ his lips are chapped and full, is almost overwhelming to kiss him, your skin feels even warmer now, so when James places his metal hand on your leg is refreshing, cold and smooth… So smooth, you gasp, shivering and feel Ivar’s teeth on your earlobe.

“So good… My dove” Ivar whispers in your ear “Smell so sweet” He adds and his fingers let go of your neck, move down your shoulder and push the strap of your dress down your arm, making it roll down your arm until your breast is uncovered. James looks at you and bends his head down, taking your nipple in his mouth.

He sucks on your nipple and your back arches, you could swear it feels even better than you remember. His style is different, he’s not as aggressive as Ivar, but equally in control. Ivar turns your face and kisses you again, his hand back on your neck, holding your head still as he bites and kisses you. You start moving your hips on Ivar’s lap, the heady feeling of it making you moan into Ivar’s mouth. That feeling, that heat, the fever has taken over your body entirely, when their hands move over your skin it almost as if they were putting out a fire, you need to be touched, you’re desperate for it. You’ll beg if you have to. It has never felt like this, so heady… So hot and maddening.

James tears your dress down the middle and your chest is completely exposed, now, he keeps tearing until there’s no more dress, the silk caressing your skin as your nude body is completely exposed to their hungry, greedy eyes.

Ivar chuckles in your ear “I see you forgot your underwear back home, dove” He teases “Better… James and I… We’re not in the mood to be patient today”

James grips your waist and lifts you from Ivar’s lap, the movement so sudden your head spins for a few seconds, then he sets you on the sofa. Ivar turns your head to him and claims your lips in a kiss that leaves you breathless, you feel James kissing down your chest, his beard scratching your skin as his teeth bite and scrape on their way down your body. You pull away from Ivar’s lips and look at him.

“I thought… you didn’t want to…” You say breathlessly, stringing words together is so hard when your body feels so, so warm and James lips feel so good, you don’t want him to stop “You said…”

Ivar kisses you again and bites your lower lip, making you hiss “I don’t trust them. But I trust him with you” He says “You won’t regret it”

“Messy girl” James says as he parts your legs and props one over the back of the sofa, his eyes finding the wet spot on the remaining scraps of your dress.

“Please” You plead your eyes moving from Ivar to James.

Ivar nods, smirking at the other man, encouraging him “Do it”

In a flash your legs are thrown over James shoulders, you squirm but he wraps his arms around your thighs firmly and holds you still, the feeling of slick, cold metal on one side and warm flesh on the other scrambles your, already, confused brain. All your senses are scattered between the tongue delving between your folds and finding your clit and Ivar’s hand around your neck, squeezing tightly as you struggle to gulp down some air. Your sounds are muted by the hand around your throat as Ivar helps keep you still “You’re still mine, don’t you forget it” He whispers in your ear and you nod, your mouth opening and closing but nothing coming out.

You can feel your arousal dripping, try to move your hips but James is still holding you down. Ivar’s free hand is pinching and tugging on your nipples, his teeth leaving marks on the skin of your neck. Somewhere in the back of your mind you register the fact that you will be covered in bruises by the time this is done.

You grunt, taking a gasping breath as you feel your toes curl, the flames starting to spread from the point James mouth is sucking on your clit, your back arches as your orgasm hits you full force. Ivar squeezes your neck again, intensifying your high as white dots start to dance around your vision. James licks at you until you relax into Ivar and he lets go of your neck.

As James sit up, Ivar grabs his tie and kisses him, you look shocked and even more turned on as they kiss, Ivar’s mouth as aggressive and possessive on James as it is on you, the other man let’s Ivar dominate the kiss, his hand cupping the side of Ivar’s face.

“You two…” You mumble softly as they part and their eyes land on you “I thought…”

James smirks “That Ivar was going to let me lay my hands on you without us being involved?” He suggests and you nod “Not a chance” He adds.

Ivar grips your jaw and turns you to him “You’re the only besides Floki that knows about this” He raises an eyebrow and the implication is not lost to you.

You nod “Ok. I will keep my mouth shut”

“Good girl” James praises and kisses you, his lips dominating yours, he bites your lower lip.

James manhandles you until you’re on your hands and knees, facing Ivar, you follow his hands as he takes his jacket off and then tugs his shirt out of his pants, you kneel and tug on his tie, pulling it off and tossing it away. Then you start to open his pants, pulling them down until you can free his cock.

You feel James fingers sliding through your folds, spreading the wetness around. The flames lick at you, and Ivar kisses your lips, then guides your head down. You open your lips and wrap them around the tip of his thick cock, heavy and warm, humming at his taste, Ivar’s hand tangles in your hair and he starts to guide your head up and down his length.

James thrusts two of his flesh fingers inside you, making you moan around Ivar, he moves them at the exact same pace Ivar moves your head on his cock. James’ fingers curl into you, hitting your g-spot as he does. You gag, gurling as your spit drools down Ivar’s balls, he fists your hair and holds your head still, staying as deep as he can get for few seconds. James flicks your clit, then circles it at the same time he presses into your spot, making you cum again. You gasp as Ivar pulls you off his cock and kisses your lips once more, as you are still reeling from your orgasm.

Ivar pulls back and looks at you “Turn around. I want to be inside you” You nod and clumsily turn over, facing James as Ivar pulls you onto his lap “Suck his cock… I want to watch you do it” You look over your shoulder and Ivar swats your ass “Don’t be bad… I know you’re having a good time”

You open your mouth as James kneels in front of you, you feel Ivar’s tip poking at your entrance, breaching into you as he tugs you onto his length. You moan and James thrusts into your mouth, starts off slowly.

Your eyes find his and he smiles down at you, his metal thumb caressing your cheek. Ivar grips your hips firmly and starts to direct your movements, up and down the hot length of his cock. He grunts in your ear and bites your lobe, the shudder goes through your body,

Everything feels so good, the more they do to your body the more you want. You don’t want them to stop, you whimper around James cock when he extends his hand and pinches your nipple, tweaking and pulling at it. Cuming unexpectedly at the contact, choking around the cock in your mouth as you forget to breath for a moment. You place one of your hands on his muscular thigh and swallow around his shaft as you take him as deep as you can into your throat. Ivar swats your ass and you gag, again, having to pull away, you wrap your hand around James’ shaft and start pumping your fist as Ivar keeps aiding your movements on his cock, he let’s go of your hip with one hand and brings it to your front, circling your clit and biting down on your shoulder.

James bends down and kisses your lips, while your fist keeps moving up and down his cock, his teeth dragging over your lower lip slowly, your walls contract around Ivar and he growls in your ear. You take James back into your mouth, your whole body is buzzing as you feel a new orgasm blooming deep inside you, gurgling and choking as you cum again, tears prickle at the corners of your eyes, start to run down your cheeks as it intensifies thanks to Ivar’s agile fingers that keep playing your clit like a finely tuned instrument. James tangles his flesh hand on your hair and starts to thrust slowly in and out of your mouth.

Your toes curl and back arches, another orgasm building right on the tail of the last one, Ivar angles your hips just the slightest, just the way you need it for his cock to drag against all the right spots inside you. This one orgasm knocks the air out of you almost completely, bright white spots dance around your eyes as James cums into your mouth, you try to swallow as much of it as you can, but the world is going completely white, then black all around the edges as it closes in on you, he pulls out of your mouth and kneels in front of you, kisses your cum stained lips as you go limp between Ivar and James.

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Your eyes open slowly and you notice you are resting on Ivar’s chest, his shirt covering your body and your eyes examine the room “What… I… Did I…?”

“There you go” Ivar says and takes your hand, kissing your knuckles.

“What happened?” You ask, sitting up and looking at James, who is sprawled at the opposite end of the sofa, your legs propped up on his lap.

“You blacked out” He says with a smirk.

“I didn’t think that was possible”

“It is” Ivar counters with finality “There was something you mentioned, about a new perfume”

“Yeah… You sent it with my dress for tonight” You explain and look at Ivar frowning.

“Is this the bottle?” James is showing you a picture of a small, purple bottle, identical to the one you are, now, starting to doubt was a present from Ivar. You nod slowly and James looks at Ivar “This is not perfume”

“What is it, then?” Your voice sounds nervous, worried.

“Is a substance. This is what Sergei wanted to move through Ivar’s territory. He uses it on the girls from his clubs”

“For what? Why would he send that?” You lick your lips.

“Is to enhance their libido. That way they will always be ready to receive clients. Or so he says” James explains and looks at Ivar over your shoulder.

“He sent it as revenge, for what I did to him. He must have thought you would use it” Ivar explains, his hands are holding your shoulders tightly “He blames us for that”

“So that’s why we…” You trail off “The two of you, was all that real?”

You feel Ivar nod, is smile against your temple “He’s the only other person who can touch you apart of me”

You swallow and nod in turn and look at Ivar over your shoulder “What will you do about that?” You point to James phone.

“Don’t worry, Sergei isn’t half as smart as he thinks he is” James says calmly “He is convinced neither of us know of his dirty little trick, but the girls at his club are getting sick, the bodies are piling around there. Because of that”

Ivar takes a calming breath “I think is time we deal with our friend Sergei in definitive way”

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