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Bloodthirsty Chapter 4

Another Day, Another Impossible Mission

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 4:17 PM. Fuck. Tony was going to track you down if you were late. The bind you were in would have been funny had it been any other day but the weight of your existence was grating your nerves as it happens. You were wondering how long it would be before the council found you. The existence of vampires was to never reach the light of day and yet you were walking a tightrope with the work you enjoyed. 

　 

"Listen dude, I don’t have time for this pissing contest. Tell the council I can come next week, no sooner availability in my schedule at the moment," You sass the wrinkly, old bastard. 

　 

"I don’t care how old you are, bitch, The Order gave specific instructions for me to bring you back with me and I won’t be punished for your insolence," the man all but sneered at you. 

　 

"The Order? That’s what they’re calling themselves now? Sounds a bit pompous, don’t ya think," you grin wickedly as you subtly prepare for his so called "sneak attack". Taking a step to the side, slowly running your fingers through your hair to distract from the movement, you catch him slightly shifting his body weight. You play it casual, as if you haven’t noticed what he’s done. Fucking newborns. Always so easy to manipulate. Makes it boring, if anything. 

　 

"I don’t have time for this," he hisses and lunges, immediately going for the obvious kill. You sidestep and easily dodge the mindless attack while faking a yawn. 

　 

"I’m surprised you’re this stupid. I work with the Avengers dumbass, I’m also much older than you," the newborn idiot just stared at you in anger. He obviously had something to prove, to himself and to the council. 

　 

"They’re going to kill you, aren’t they?" You slant your head taking in his scruffy and disheveled appearance, "You haven’t passed the trials yet either." 

Interesting, the council’s making vampires and having them do the dirty work on the backend. Fucking figures why they didn’t send the formal summons, this was a test. The kid doesn’t stand a chance when he lunges towards you this time. Darting past his left side, you grab his throat and slam him onto the cement. 

"I’ll make it quick, youngling," you flash him a toothy grin as his eyes widen one last time and rip his heart out of his chest. A permanent death for the undead as it would seem. 

　 

Well, that took longer than expected. 4:45PM. Now, you were going to have to run across town in your blood stained boots. That’s not suspicious at all. And knowing Tony, he most likely had his suit tracking nearby activity which means if you came in all super speedy, the suit would blast you faster than you could run. 

"Fuck," You hiss in pain as you touch your side, red staining your hand. Little runt got you after all. That means you’ll need to feed sooner, to gain your strength back after your body stitched itself back together. Taking a moment to gather your thoughts, you remember the council’s pet came by motorbike. Fucking fantastic! You don’t even notice a pair of green eyes following you as you take off towards the meeting spot. 

　 

A cloud of green smoke reveals Loki, his tall form emerging from the dark corner he was watching from. A thousand thoughts race through his brilliant mind at what he just witnessed. Vampires were real, and this mortal, rather immortal was one of these creatures. Figures that the first lady he took interest in on Midgard was a dead woman. If what he knew of the night dwelling creatures was correct then could this tiny immortal woman be a threat to the team?  

Shaking his head as if to clear them from his head completely, he wonders why he cares. Why did he even spare a moment of thought on this woman? Was it because she was a Midgardian monster, a title that he shared on Asgard?  Too many questions with little to no answers. How infuriating this dull, little planet can be. Now he definitely needed to speak with Lady Oriya of New Orleans. There was no stalling the matter.

Gathering his magic and preparing to teleport, Loki pauses as another creature's presence appears as if they had magic as well. Loki masks himself into the dark corner where he had hidden before but it doesn’t seem to fool the imbecile before him.

“Show yourself, shadow dweller!” The Midgardian shouts to the empty air around him. As Loki steps out of the shadows, the creature before him cautiously eyes the Asgardian, assessing the fine garments the prince was wearing.

“Not many can sense my presence, I’m impressed albeit a little surprised,” Loki says while bowing graciously, accepting that he miscalculated the creature’s abilities and he wouldn’t make that mistake again.

“Another god on Earth, I’m sure you have better places to be than snooping around dark alleys,” The pale skinned man all but hisses at the god. Loki ignores the malice dripping from his voice and pauses to recollect his thoughts. Obviously this was a trap, a test of some sort against y/n. What the nature of the test was, still unclear in Loki’s sharp mind, but he would figure it out soon enough. Too many missing variables made the situation even more frustrating. 

“In fact I do,” Loki bows once more politely, and walks back towards the shadows he came from.

“It would do you well to forget whatever you saw, none of your concern, after all,” The man says just as Loki had melted back into the shadows, barely missing the sharp fangs extending from the creature’s mouth. 

The feel of the wind in your hair is the only reprieve you find from riding this crotch rocket. You were hurt, hungry, and hauling ass to get to the meeting spot. You almost didn’t catch that there was a tracker on this bike but you’d worry about that shortly. You could throw them a bone for a short time but you’d have to take it out before you left. It’s 5:07PM as you pull onto the street where the burger joint stands. You can see Tony eyeing the bike and your appearance as you park alongside the curb where he is standing. Hopping off the bike you walk up and place your order, not like you actually needed it. 

“You look rough peanut,” Tony starts with a concerned yet slightly amused expression. 

“It’s been a long day,” You deadpan then grin as you punch Tony’s shoulder, careful to do it gently enough so you didn’t hurt him. Walking a little ways to the side where the vendor couldn’t overhear your conversation, Tony makes short work of your confession.

“I know you're a witch,” He spits out quickly as if he couldn’t wait any longer.

“Wrong, I’m a vampire,’’ You say quietly, but just as quickly hoping he wouldn’t catch what you just admitted to him. He doesn’t say anything at all, just stands there with wide doe eyes and mouth open like a barn door. You both stand there, not speaking for a few minutes, until the silence is broken by Eddie calling out your orders.

This is the first time that Tony Stark has ever been quiet for this amount of time. It’s strange and unsettling but you can see the gears working overtime in his mind. For a few minutes, he opens his mouth to say something but immediately closes it. Honestly you were expecting a joke or a loud reaction, anything other than this silence you were sitting in. Taking a bite out of your hamburger seems to be the trigger for the oncoming reaction. 

“Wait, so do you really need to eat human food or do you need to eat human food,” He pauses for a moment and then it’s like everything hits at once.

“Doyoubitepeoplewristsandnecksordoyoustealbloodbagshowdoyoustayoutinthesunlightareyouactuallydea-,’’ He only stops because you put your hand over his mouth, muffling the onslaught of questions. Giving him a stern look you release your grip on his face, slowly looking around and assessing the area you shake your head and look at Tony once more.

“It’s not safe here, come on, I promise no harm will come to you,” You say half pleading with him to believe and trust you. He doesn’t make a sound as you pull him to the motorbike you brought, only eyeing it suspiciously. You take a second and locate what you’re looking for, a small tracker under the side paneling. Figuring you only had a few minutes to get out of there discreetly before the lurker caught on to what was happening, you get on the bike and Tony follows without persuasion. It surprises you considering he’s just learned you were a blood sucking creature. 

Taking off as quickly and safely as possible, you head towards the docks to help mask both of your scents, as a tracker was following the bike, they most likely had your scent. You can’t ride as fast as you usually did with a human passenger so you’re at a minor disadvantage with Tony on your back. Looking back you make out a small blur at the burger stand you just left. Hopefully Eddie would be okay, he had a knack for avoiding danger since he dodged the 2012 fight in New York without a scratch on his cart.

Luckily, with a headstart and the dock's stinky fish smell masking your scents the tracker can’t seem to lock onto y’alls scents. Ducking into an overhang, you let Tony off and push the bike into an opening on the side of the box crate.

“Follow me, we need to lay low and yes, Tones, you can ask your questions,” You say while Tony follows you into the small opening.

“You know, I don’t think OSHA would approve of this,” He quips sarcastically, pushing his blue tinted glasses on top of his head. Throwing your head back while laughing you shake your head in disbelief.

“You’re worried about OSHA’s safety standards while you're with a vampire, talk about priorities!” The insane notion that he could trust you is barely hanging on by a thread. Maybe he only stayed with you this long because he wanted to dissect you. 

“You’re still my friend y/n, vampire or not. Of course, I do have a thousand questions that need answering, I still trust you. You’ve saved my ass, not to mention the team’s ass so many times how could we turn our backs on you?” He looks at you as if you have three heads, the idea that he would hate or be disgusted by you makes him upset.

“Shh, Tony. Wa-”

“No, you ne-” He is cut off by your hand again, you give him the look to ensure he’ll be quiet.

Listening closely you hear the tracker walking by the crates and sniffing. He wasn’t going to have much luck over here, especially while the wind wasn’t blowing down here, as there was no draft for him to pick up on. Your plan seems to work, as you don’t hear him sniffing around the crates anymore. An internal sigh of relief escapes you, taking a peep from your hole you don’t see him anywhere. In fact all you smell is blood, and not the human kind. Stepping out you walk to the edge of the hanger, and the sight before you is gruesome. 

A bloody heart is several feet away from you, as is the body of a vampire. Blood is everywhere, you can’t see much else. Looking up, you see a black haired man dressed in green and gold with a bloody hand, his chest heaving as he looks up at you.

“He was following you, so I figured now was a good time to repay my debt.”

[vampworks]

Satisfaction

Loki x Vampire! Reader

MINORS DNI

Word Count: 1.4K

Warnings: Blood, Vampirism, Smut, language, angst

A/n: the first bit of spice I've written and omg I don't know how to feel about it. Anyway, vampires ima right?

Stalking the halls of the tower, I never felt so lonely until now. The thirst has all but consumed my nights. Sleep had long since been completely off the table as the hunger set in, leaving me with a pair of red eyes and a screaming pit in my core, slowly haunting the same rooms I used to run through with a smile.

Today’s failed mission flashes through my head as I pass the kitchen. Creeping into cabinets and the fridge as I remember the sheer joy ripped away from me as my “meal” escaped. I slammed it shut and heard Steve lecture me on discipline on the jet all over again. It’s like he actually wants me to starve. After all of Bruce’s testing and the grueling rules, my insides seem to rip and tear within me. This was my chance to finally feel even remotely full. All of nothing.

I heard faint snores, hushed voices, and the clink and clang of metal in the lab beneath my feet. One sound rang louder than them all whether it was a blessing and a curse, the soft beat of their hearts. It brought me closer to them most nights. It reminded me that they were all okay.

I found myself silently counting the beats of Bucky's heart on the roof. It was grounding whenever I heard it. His very presence was grounding. He looked at me differently from the rest of the team like he actually understood me. I knew I’d be able to rest with him. The team was still uneasy around me because of my new 'condition' but not him. Im tempted to join him until the sound of a familiar, honeyed voice filled my ears.

"Hello, little bat." He whispered into my ear. "L..Loki," I sighed. He lets out a sly smirk as I shiver. “Out for a late-night snack?" He teased. I can hear his heartbeat slow as he pulls away, but it quickens again when my eyes meet his. “Listen, I won't play games with you tonight. I’m starving and all I can hear in this damn tower is blood rushing through my veins, so please let me just wander around in peace.” I placed my hand on his chest to push him away, but he held it there. His face is void of emotion, but his heart betrays him as it continues to beat rapidly. My eyes trace his sharp features down his face and fall onto his throat. The thought of sucking him dry crossed my mind. Maybe I could play his game this once.

“You’re more like me than you think.” His words brought me out of my trance. “What’s that supposed to mean.” I hissed, and his grip on my hand tightened. “It means, My pet. Neither you nor I will ever be satisfied going on like this.” He cooed. Loki’s other hand traces down my arm, only to rest on my waist. His breath grows heavy and desperate now matching the loud drum of his heart.

I want all of him now. I knew it was the hunger speaking, but I will deal with my own heart’s desires later. I could tell his heart was calling out. Begging for an embrace or at least a source of warmth. He might just be right, satisfaction always seemed just out of reach. A single eternal moment passed before I gained the strength to respond. “What do you suggest we do about that then?” my voice dripping with need as I speak. Loki’s façade of excellence was falling, but the remnants stood fast in his posture and grip on my waist.

Ever the royal gentleman, even in such desperation. He stumbles on his word for only a second before proposing an exchange of warmth. "Genius, is it not?” He stammered. I stifle a laugh “It’s brilliant, Watson.” I tease. His smile was sickeningly sweet, but his dark green eyes begged for something more. I held my breath as I pulled him into me by his collar. "Jump.” He commands. I obey and am pulled into his arms. His heart beats as if it’s a heavy drum threatening to burst through his chest. I waste no time laying kisses upon his lips and down to his throat. The sound that erupts from him is heavenly. “You are mine,” I whisper into his ear. A jolt runs through his body as he takes off into a sprint to his room with me in hand.

In a second, my back falls into his black satin sheets. He quickly crawls on top of me with his left hand, caresses my cheek, and shifts his weight onto his right hand. His knee ever so gently pushed on my inner thigh just to be closer. My own hands wrapped around his neck. My fingers tangle in his long, dark curls. I swear I hear the slightest whimper as my rings tug on a braid within them. Feverish kisses linger as if the next could not come fast enough. His lips, raw with a crimson tint, now begged for me to bite them. My fangs nip at his bottom lip as his left-hand gathers my shirt up my back. The taste isn’t nearly enough, as my senses are clouded by him.

All around me is him. His honeyed voice rings in my ear while his touch burns like fire, despite his skin feeling like ice. My mind fogs as I slip from his grasp and flip him on his back in a single swift motion. I take my seat on his lap, looking into his dark green once more. I find his eyes blown wide, staring back into my red ones as our chests chase our breath in tandem.

“Dammit, every inch of you is breathtaking.” He says in a hoarse tone as his hand takes the purchase of my waist once again. My smile widens and I grind down into him. “God, I say the same for you.” My eyes trail down to his chest as my hands slide up his arms to rest on his shoulders. “Let me be one with you… Please, my love.” He pleads. I can only nod as a whine escapes my throat. “Not quite. Use those pretty words of yours.” He commands, his hand now holding my chin up to meet his gaze. “Fuck...yes, please, I want you.” I pleaded. In a green flash, all the clothes that withhold my warmth from him are gone, leaving only the two of us in a world all our own. “Perfect little dove, all for me.”

Shadows wrapped around my aching body, soothing and teasing anywhere they could reach. They slowly lifted me onto the tip of his length. All that can be heard throughout the room is a string of curses and gasps for air from us both as he sets a ravenous pace beneath me. “Such a beautiful little thing you are, aren’t you.” He rasped. I feel his entire body tremble, and my eyes squeeze as I slam down on him repeatedly. “Good, just like that.” He praises. “Give in to me.” The two of us grew delirious in the thrill of it all as we grew closer to release. "Loki, please” I begin to beg. “Please let me taste you.” My words were barely sensical as my body ached for him. “Oh God Yes, I am yours to devour.” The shadows dissipate as I nuzzle in his chest, and his pace falters as my fangs graze and puncture his skin. I fed from him feverishly as he ruts into me, his grip on my waist is so tight leaving dark red marks in its wake. I moan in pure ecstasy at the taste and feeling.

Time stands still as we reach the very end. A flurry of moans and whimpers ring between us while satisfaction finally sets in. Tears began to fall from my eyes as the hole in my chest filled with warmth. After coming down from the high, Loki begins to unravel the two of us from the sheets. He lays me beside him, only for me to burrow into his chest once again. His arms wrapped around me, and he hummed sweet nothing into my hair.

After a moment, Loki began to lift me into the air. “While I love nothing more than to stay here with you forever, I fear we must shower, my dear.” I only respond with a muffled whine. “My apologies, my sweet. A bath, then? I fear no one is sleeping anymore anyway.”

[summerwriting]

Taking writing requests (requests currently closed)

I write x reader so here is a list of characters I’ll write stories about

Damon Salvatore (the vampire diaries )

Dean Winchester (Supernatural)

Sam Winchester (supernatural)

Vi (arcane)

jinx (arcane)

Bucky Barnes AKA winter soldier (marvel)

Loki Laufeyson (marvel)

Jack Frost (rise of the guardians)

Harley Quinn (DC)

James potter (Harry Potter/Marauders Era)

that is all the characters I will be taking requests for at the moment

Rules for requests I will not write smut it’s just not something I’m comfortable writing

I will only write girl x girl reader and boy x girl reader I’m sorry for the boys maybe one day I’ll write a male reader story but not any time soon sorry

some things you need to know

I haven’t watched all of the Vampire Diaries but I know a lot about it

at the moment I’m only on season three of supernatural

and I’m new to DC so if I get something wrong let me know nicely please

comment story ideas and what you want me to write and I’ll write it

[dervampireprince]

ASMR | Marvel - Loki x Listener SFW Nightmare Comfort From Loki

[M4A/GF4A] [Established romantic relationship] [Nightmare comfort] [Brief mention of Loki's own trauma from being tortured by Thanos between Thor 1 and Avengers 1]

A request from one of my Patreon members. I liked the idea and was fine with making another Loki nightmare comfort... only to realise... I'd never made a Loki nightmare comfort before. That's unbelievable able to me so here one finally is.

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[michelleleewise]

Eternity

Pairing: V! Loki x V! Reader x V! Bucky

Warnings: moderate graphic violence, mentions if blood and dismemberment, swearing, knives, yelling, minor character death, smut (p in v), anal play, threesome, double penatration, unprotected sex, oral (female recieving), MM smut (making out), slash, NSFW, 18+ only, graphic smut.

Summary: the threw of you finally come face to face with Odin......

A/n- aaahhh!!! Here we are....the end!!! Thank you all so much for reading, commenting, reblogging, all the things!! You are all absolutely amazing!!! Love you all and please heed the warnings!!!! 💚💚

Finale part one -- Finale part two-

You ran as fast as you could, the bad feeling in the pit of your stomach was getting worse the longer you were away from Loki. "Come on james, somethings wrong!" You yelled behind you, willing you feet to move faster when you saw Loki ahead, slowly circling another man..."Odin." You whispered, running nearer hearing them talking "I told you my son.." Odin started "I am not your son!" Loki yelled, his fingers digging into the hilt of his dagger "you made me this....thing! I never wanted any of this!" He continued, his eyes flashing red "stop being a child! I gave you a gift!" Odin yelled back.

"This is no gift!" Loki yelled pacing around him as you and James stepped up next to him. "Ah...I see you brought your whore with you." Odin sneered glaring at you "what did you say?" You asked, trying to walk to him as Loki and James grabbed your arms "does she know?" Odin asked looking at Loki. "That you murdered my betrothed...yes she knows." Loki said "it was a shame really, she was quite lovely, this one is so....homely." Odin sneered. "I'm gonna rip his throat out." You gritted trying to pull yourself free. "You must have been truly desperate." Odin sneered, smiling at you. "You son of a.." you were cut off as Loki pulled you to him "stop! He's trying to get under you skin." Loki said making you look at him. He pressed his forehead to yours whispering "let's end this." You nodded, gripping your daggers as you backed up, eyeing odin.

"And an obedient little bitch too." Odin snarked. "Enough!" Loki yelled circling to the left, you going right. "I may spend eternity as this.." loki said waving his arm up and down "but you will not live to see another moon." Loki said pointing his dagger at him. "We'll see about that." Odin said, pulling out a set of daggers, his eyes not leaving loki "well come on then old man." Loki sneered as him and Odin ran at eachother, metal meeting metal as sparks flew through the air. You and James looking at eachother waiting when Odin's fist connected with Loki's jaw sending him to the ground.

"You had such potential." Odin said walking around him "all wasted on some useless cunt." He growled, kicking Loki in the stomach hard when you lunged forward, swinging your dagger at him as he ducked, grabbing your wrist twisting your arm behind you, pulling you to his chest pushing your arm up making you wince. "Mmm...you are fiesty." He hummed, burying his nose in your hair "maybe I'll have a taste and see what makes you so special." He purred on your ear licking the side of your face when he was suddenly pulled from you, looking back seeing James's fist meeting Odin's chin, sending him off balance when Loki jumped up, kicking him in the chest sending him to the ground. "You will not touch her!" Loki yelled, grabbing his arm, bringing his dagger down on his wrist severing his hand.

Odin's scream echoed through the night as he cradled his arm to his chest "why are you doinf this? haven't I given you everything!?" Odin yelled rolling to his stomach "all I have ever wanted, was you and thor dead at my feet!" Loki yelled, his boot connecting with Odin's face sending him rolling, landing on his back as Loki walked over, towering over him "you took everything from me." Loki growled, stepping over him, dropping down to his knees pinning Odin's arms down "my life..." he gritted, leaning over cutting off his other hand off, Odin's screams filling the air. "My family...." Loki said as you and James walked to Odin's feet, slicing through them hearing him wail. Loki leaned down to Odin's ear, gripping his dagger "my love..." he snarled, digging the dagger into his neck, hearing odin choking as Loki leaned back, his other dagger poised to strike "see you in hell...monster!" He yelled, plunging his dagger into Odin's chest.

"Loki!" You yelled, pointing towards the horizon seeing the sun begjn to rise "you two, get to the house, now!" Loki yelled standing up "we aren't leaving you!" James said grabbing Loki's arm "I will be right behind you...now go!" Loki yelled pushing James off of him "you better be!" You yelled, Loki's eyes meeting yours "I swear, now please..go!' He said sternly as you grabbed James hand running towards the house. Loki walked over, pulling his daggers from Odin's body watching him squirm "don't leave me here...please son.." Odin eeked out as loki leaned over him "I'm not....your son." He growled, digging his daggers onto his shoulders, pushing through to the ground beneath pinning him in place.

Loki stumbled back, seeing the sun coming up he ran as fast as he could towards the house, the ground starting to lighten when he heard Odin screaming, smiling as he neared the house knowing that it was finally over when something knocked him off balance, making him tumble to the ground. He looked up seeing fandral, a crazed look in his eyes, blood dripping from his head as he stalked towards Loki "you think you could kill me that easily?" Fandral growled, digging his knee into Loki's back, shoving his head down into the dirt. Loki closed his eyes, feeling the dagger digging into his throat. He was ready, peace over coming him as he heard Odin's screams cease knowing he was soon to join him.

"Loki! Get up!" He heard your voice echo through his mind. Was he already dead? He thought to himself as he felt the weight on his back slide off of him, looking over seeing the knife lodged in fandrals chest "Loki!" He heard you again, looking up seeing you and James running towards him "y/n.." he trailed off, trying to get to his feet, pain radiating through him as he fell back to his knees "come on! Get up!" You yelled again, coming to his side grabbing his arm, James grabbing the other "you..you have to go." Loki sighed, the sky getting brighter "not without you...if you die, we die." You said, Loki's eyes shooting to yours then James's "we're in this together Loki, now on your feet!" James said, taking the brunt of Loki's weight as you hauled him up, quickly making it to the house

"hurry, get him in." You told James as he helped him into the window before hauling himself up, reaching out pulling you inside, quickly grabbing the curtains as the sun hit the window a small ray passing through burning your hand as you winced and pulled your hand back. You slumped to the floor, holding your hand seeing Loki and James on their backs next to eachother "everyone ok?" You asked seeing them both nod, linking their fingers together "are you ok darling?" Loki asked lifting his head "yeah...I'll live." You said crawling over laying between them, looking at Loki seeing him smile, brushing his fingers over your cheek. You reached up, pushing his hair back taking in his appearance.

The smell of dirt and sweat clung to him, the scent of copper hitting your senses making your thighs clench "Darling..." you heard Loki say, your eyes meeting his, traveling to his lips and back "Master.." you whispered, lunging forward pressing your lips to his, your tongue diving past his parted lips heaing him moan. You licked into his mouth, tangling your hand in his hair as you lifted yourself up, throwing a leg over him straddling his hips. You pulled back looking down at him "James..." you panted as he scooted towards you. You grabbed the back of his head, pulling his lips to yours feeling Loki's hands on your hips. You sucked hard on James's lip as you pulled back hearing him groan "help me.." you panted, looking down at Loki you ripped the vambraces off his arms, the metal thudding as you threw them to the floor, watching James travel down to Loki's feet unlacing his boots.

"D..Darling...ahhhh is this a good i...idea?" Loki breathed as you leaned down, sucking hard on his neck, his grip on your waist tightening "shut up Loki.." you growled, unlatching the armor on his chest tossing it aside, your fingers hastily working to remove his leather tunic, the need to touch his skin demanding, you needed to feel him..now. you heard his boots thud against the floor before James crawled up, pressing his front to your back kissing your neck "what next master?" He purred brushing your hair to the side, tilting your head back your lips found his as you rocked your hips against Loki's feeling him harden under you "unlace his pants." You panted against James's lips, shifting your hips up to give him access as you continued to unfasten Loki's tunic, seeing his pupils blown wide as your eyes met.

Loki lifted his hips allowing James to slide his pants off, sitting up he pulled you to him biting your lip as you pulled open his tunic, dragging it down his arms. "I..I need to Loki." You breathed against his mouth. He spread his legs wide, slowly pushing you down to your back between them, your legs wrapped around his hips as he unlaced your pants. "James....get her top of." Loki growled, pulling the laces hard as James kneeled above your head, his knees on either side as his fingers worked to unfasten your tunic. "Lift up darling." Loki said as he hooked his fingers under the hem of your pants. Doing as you were told you lifted up, feeling the leather slide down your thighs before being pulled off and tossed aside, Loki's hands kneaded your thighs as James opened your tunic lifting you up to slide it down your arms, ot quickly joining your pants.

You reached up, palming James through his leather pants hearing him moan. "Come here James." Loki purred. You glanced up seeing Loki pull James to him by his collar, their lips meeting seeing Loki's tongue dip into James mouth as you continued rubbing him hearing him moan into Loki's mouth. the site alone making your pussy clench. They pulled apart, both looking down at you smiling making you shiver "she's beautiful isn't she?" Loki asked shifting to his knees hearing James hum. You felt Loki's hands move up your sides as he settled between your legs, spreading your thighs as he leaned down, his lips latching onto your neck, his teeth grazing your pulse point making you arch your back, your chest pressing into his.

James leaned down, his tongue grazing your bottom lip before sliding in, tangling with yours as Loki nipped and sucked his way down, biting the swell of your breast making you gasp into James's mouth. James pulled back, sucking your bottom lip between his teeth before moving down biting down on your collarbone "g..god...James..." you panted, tangling your fingers through his hair feeling his lips travel down to your other breast. Your back arched up, your thighs squeezing Loki's sides feeling their mouths on your nipples, Loki nipping one as he sucked it between his lips, James swirling his tongue around the other before his lips latched onto it sucking hard. Loki lifted off with a pop, his warm tongue traveling down your stomach as he shifted, looping his arms around your legs, nipping your inner thigh as he moved closer to where you needed him...craved him.

"L..loki..." you panted, holding James's head to your breast, his large hand spreading across your stomach holding you down when you felt Loki's tongue press into your folds, licking from your entrance to your clit making you gasp. "Aaaahhh....f..fuck...." you moaned, feeling his tongue circle your clit before latching his lips around you sucking hard. You arched up, seeing stars behind your eyelids feeling James link his fingers with yours, pulling your hand down to Loki's head, your joined fingers tangling in his hair pulling Loki into you "aaahh....L..loki.....james.....i....." you moaned, words leaving you feeling Loki's teeth nip your clit while James sucked harder on your nipple, the pain mixed with pleasure making your toes curl when James pulled off your nipple with a loud pop.

"Open yours eyes love.." James purred, his other hand cradling the back of your head as your eyes met his, the warmth in your stomach beginning to spread. "Look....see how good he's being." James breathed, pulling you up to your elbows you looked down, watching Loki's curls bounce up and down with his head, your grip tightening watching him hollow his cheeks, his teeth grazing your clit as he sucked hard, his eyes shooting up to yours feeling him hum into you. "S..shit....i....im......" you panted, tilting your head back rocking your hips with Loki's mouth "are you gonna come love?" James whispered on your ear making you shiver, the coil in your stomach about to snap "come on love...let go...let him taste you." James continued as Loki flicked his tongue against you, feeling your walls clench as you came hard feeling Loki groan, his tongue slipping down to your entrance lapping you up as your thighs trembled in his grip.

Loki licked through your folds, riding you through your high as you lowered yourself to your back, your head spinning "there's our good girl." James purred, pushing your hair off your damp forehead. Loki placed a small kiss to your clit, sitting up he leaned over grabbing James's head "you have to taste her." Loki panted. You watched James's lips part as Loki's tongue dove lnto his mouth, their tongues swirling together hearing them both moan. "Mmm....God i....I need you..." you panted, your hand running up James's thigh "both of you..." you said, seeing them pull apart nipping eachothers lips "anything for you darling." Loki said, his hand spreading across your stomach looking at James "how do you want her?" Loki asked, his long fingers working to remove James's top as you sat up unlacing his pants "wherever she wants me." James breathed closing his eyes.

You finished stripping James of his leathers, facing Loki you climbed in between them pushing Loki back on his honches, lifting your leg over him straddling him, feeling his cock pressing to your inner thigh making you groan. You reached back pulling James to you, sighing with the feeling of being between them. You felt James's fingers slide between your thighs, coating his fingers in your juices as he kissed your shoulder "relax love." He whispered into your shoulder as his fingers traveled back to your tight ring, slowly circling around it before gently pressing a finger into making you gasp, lifting your hips slightly as he worked you. "That's it...let go..." James breathed, adding another finger to his knuckle.

"Are you ready love?" James asked, positioning himself behind you, rubbing his cock through your folds gathering your wetness "y..yes....goood.....yes....." you moaned, gripping Loki's shoulders feeling James's tip at your hole. "Deep breath, I'll go slow." James said, pressing you to Loki's chest as he began to inch into you, your nails digging into Loki's shoulders as James pulled out a bit before pushing in further. Loki captured your mouth in a deep kiss, his tongue licking your lip when you felt his fingers rub circles around you clit, moaning into his mouth you wrapped your arms around his neck, holding him to you gasping as James bottomed out "aaah..f...fuck y/n..." James groaned biting your shoulder.

James held himself still as Loki lifted your hips slightly, angling his cock towards your entrance, his tip rubbing through your folds as he positioned himself. "Your so warm, so....wet..." Loki groaned, slowly pressing into you. "Aaahhh..f...fuck...." you gasped, your fingers digging into Loki's hair pulling hearing him hiss. "Almost there love....your taking us so well" James cooed in your ear licking your earlobe. "I...aahh.....I can't....." you breathed, your back tensing as Loki pushed further "yes you can darling...you can take it all." He gritted, thrusting all the way in knocking the breath out of you. "See, we knew you could do it." James purred, kissing your shoulder. They both held still, letting you adjust to them when loki slowly pumped his hips earning a moan.

"Are you ready darling?" Loki asked kissing your cheek "y..yes....move p...please..." you moaned, feeling Loki slowly pull out before pressing back in as James pulled his hips back. "H....holy fuck!" You yelled, throwing your head back onto James shoulder, feeling his hands reach up cupping your breasts, his thumbs grazing your nipples as Loki's teeth nipped your pulse point "mm...your s..so tight.." Loki moaned against your skin. You screwed your eyes shut, feeling them thrusting in and out in tandem, stretching you so perfectly. The noises they were making almost making you come right then. You opened your eyes, tilting your head seeing them kissing, Loki's tongue dominating James mouth as they fucked into you. You reached back, lacing your fingers into James's hair pulling him away from Loki, pressing your tongue into his mouth feeling Loki's tongue on your neck.

"I...I can feel you squeezing me y/n..are you going to come for us?" Loki growled, snapping his hips into making you cry out. "Y...yes.....fuck......yes!" You yelled, the coil in your stomach tightening as your walls gripped Loki "f...fuck...that's it y/n..." James moaned, thrusting his hips hard "o..oh....god fuck....." you cried out "h..harder..." you moaned as they pounded into you, Loki's fingers digging into your hips holding you down when your walls fluttered and clenched around Loki, coming hard around them screaming their names to the ceiling. Your head lulled forward into Loki's shoulder as they both chased their release, moaning feeling them both twitch inside you

"w...where do you...fuck...want it love?" James asked with a hard snap of his hips "i..in me...I need it..." you panted, wrapping your arms around Loki's neck you bit down on his shoulder as they both thrust into you, holding themselves there as their cocks pulsed inside you filling you full triggering another orgasm as you drug your nails across Loki's shoulders. "Fuck...darling you are exquisite." Loki panted, pressing his forehead to yours as he and James slowly rocked into riding you through your high. "You are perfect love." James cooed, placing a soft kiss on your neck as he slowly slid out of you. You nuzzled into Loki's neck hearing him laugh "is our girl tired?" He asked, brushing your hair from your face as you nodded keeping your eyes closed. "Come James, there's a bedroom upstairs." Loki said slowly pulling out of you hearing you whimper

"its OK darling, we're going to get you cleaned up." Loki said, hooking his arms under your legs he carried you upstairs, james slowly peeked into the room to make sure the curtains were closed before Loki carried you inside, gently laying you on the bed. James sat by your head, running his fingers through your hair when Loki came back with a damp cloth, genlty running it across your skin cleaning you up before pulling a blanket over you. "Your...not going to leave are you?" You murmured, eyes still closed hearing them laugh "no darling, we aren't going anywhere." Loki said settling in the bed behind you "we will never leave love." James cooed, laying down in front of you. They both scooted closer, pressing you between them, you lifted your head onto James chest nuzzling him feeling Loki press to your back, wrapping his arm around your middle as you grabbed his hand, lacing your fingers together.

"Get some rest, we have a long journey home at sundown." Loki said squeezing your hand. "I love you both, more then anything...ever." You breathed, sleep beginning to take you. "We love you too darling." Loki said kissing your shoulder "more then anything...ever." James finished, kissing the top of your head. You sighed feeling the loves of your life wrapped around you, knowing your were finally free....

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[theamberwriter]

Dangerous Kind of Love

Loki Laufyson x Vampire!GN!Reader

Word Count: 1.5k

Angst, maybe? Hurt/comfort? Not super what classifies, lmao

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Loki couldn’t bear to look at you. At the corner where you were forlornly slumped. Your eyes were empty, barely even a whisper of life in them. Your hair dripped with rain, but you didn’t seem to care. He didn’t either. You were sulking in the furthest possible corner from him.

No matter what he tried, Loki couldn’t seem to coax you out of your trance. You hadn’t uttered a single word to him in what felt like ages. You just sat silently, wrapped up in an oversized comforter facing the wall. One could easily mistake you for a pile of laundry.

Loki had tried making you tea. Tried offering kind words and massages. But they all fell on deaf ears. With each rejection, he felt a sharp twist in his gut. Guilt. It was chewing him raw. He figured he deserved every moment of this torture. This was all his fault, after all.

“I could’ve killed you!” you had cried at him. Your voice came out as more of a sob. “Don’t say that this is fine! I can’t lose control with you, I can’t ever let my guard down when I’m around you.”

“I’m the one at fault here,” Loki had contested. “Darling, please -”

You fervently shook your head, fists quaking at your side. “I should’ve been more careful. - I have to be careful, especially with you! Do you know how devastated I’d been if I hurt you or, gods forbid, did something worse? You may be long lived, but you are not immortal, Loki! You can still be hurt - be killed.”

Then you stormed out. It had taken Loki ages to coax you in out of the elements. Not that the icy, stinging November rain would hurt you - vampires couldn’t get hypothermia or catch cold. All it would do was wash every trace of him from your skin. Something about that cut him deeply.

How they’d even gotten here was ridiculous! Loki had been so delirious with pleasure. So intoxicated by the sounds of your moans and the taste of your skin. He didn’t think about it - he knew better. He always had to think about consequences. Still, he put his thumb in your mouth. One simple little slip. He had hardly even so much as grazed your tooth! He didn’t even feel it cut him.

But your eyes shot open and they were shining red.

You had his back shoved into the mattress before he could blink. He glanced over to see a thick red stream oozing from his thumb, a slight smudge of it down your chin. He knew immediately he fucked up.

Luckily, he was able to use his magic to keep you at bay. He kept your fangs well away from his person, and was able to stop the bleeding on his thumb. Then he set to pulling you back into your right mind. It was quite a process. But, once you were back, you cried. Then you yelled. Then you left. And when Loki brought you back in, you planted yourself in a corner. You hadn’t moved in nearly an hour.

“Darling,” Loki sighed, kneeling. Trying again to bring you out of it. He wrapped an arm around your shoulders and held you close. “Why don’t you come sit with me? Hm? I’ll read to you.”

You mumbled, solemnly shaking your head. He tried gently to encourage you to your feet. You stayed steadfastly rooted to the floor. Loki would’ve found it frustrating if he wasn’t so crushed.

Loki had never seen you this bad before. You’d had small hiccups like this in the past with him. Especially when the two of you first met. You’d nearly killed him, you probably would have if not for Thor and the other Avengers. After you were a couple, you usually laughed these events off. Or spent all week apologizing, though Loki insisted you didn’t need to. You never just….shut down.

“What’s got my darling so melancholy?” he sighed. You stayed silent. “I can’t help you if you refuse to talk to me.”

Your eyes turned to Loki then. He got an uncomfortable jolt in his chest to find your irises still veined with red. They shimmered like slivers of shining rubies, tainting the natural color he loved so much. Slowly, you leaned into him. He could tell that you didn’t relax a muscle. You were stiff against him, rigid in his loving embrace.

“I want to do this,” you started hoarsely. “Without wanting to rip your throat out.”

Loki had to admit, he’d always found something absolutely tantalizing in that. That tingle of fear that laced every kiss. The knowledge that any touch could be the last. The way your hands skimmed over his skin like it was smooth glass. For once, he was being treated like he was the one who might break. He found it all so poetic.

You nudged your chilly nose against his neck. Loki was very careful not to move. Especially with the color of your eyes. These were the times he was extra careful. The times he had to be.

“How do you love me, when I could so easily end you at any moment?”

“I will be by your side until you end me or send me away,” Loki mused. “To die by your hand would be a blessing.”

You pulled away, frowning. You searched his features. He saw your eyes flicker over his face. But he had nothing to hide, not from you. His eyes held no teasing, not even a hint of a smirk on his lips. His face was open and honest, pouring out with nothing but love and adoration.

“Don’t say that,” you said quickly.

Loki took your hand, planting a gentle kiss on your palm. “We have a dangerous kind of love, pet. Should something happen, I’d happily die by your hand.”

You held his gaze. Nothing waiver in the slightest. Your face held nothing but discontent. You truly didn’t see that he was willing to lay down his life for you. That he would be more than happy if you’d decided to take it away. You were the only one he’d gratefully sacrifice himself to.

“Don’t you ever make me do that,” you whispered sternly, your eyes floating back to the wall. “I won’t spill your blood. I can’t allow - even a drop - of golden ichor to drip from your veins. I will end any person who does, even your own brother. I have spent millennia alone. I will not lose you. I will always keep you safe, even from myself. You are my bond. My Lust who’s blood drives me to the brink of insanity each day. I suffer and endure every waking moment just to be in the same room as you. - And I wish, with all my being, that it were easier. I wish I didn’t want to kill you, to drain every drop of life from you. I’m a monster, Loki. All I do is kill and hurt those who I care about most…”

You looked over at him. Your eyes widened a fraction, surprise evident as you met his crimson ones. They stared out at you from pale blue skin. Loki’s Jotun form, he hated it - but you always made sure to tell him how beautiful you found him. You placed a hand on his cool cheek, confusion evident on your face. This was the only time your bodies ran the same temperature.

“You will never ever be a monster to me, dearest. There isn’t a thing you can say or do that will make me fear you in the slightest.” Loki leaned into your touch. “But if you are a monster, then as am I. We will be monsters, together.”

You chuckled, smiling softly at him. “You’re gorgeous, darling. I see no monster before me.”

“If you were human, I’d break you,” he said, amused.

“If I were human, I would’ve died a long time ago. And each moment you sit with me wouldn’t be fraught with peril.”

Loki shrugged. “I’m sure I’d be in some kind of trouble either way - I am the god of mischief.”

You laughed, and then there was a long stretch of silence between you. But it was comfortable this time. Loki returned to his Asgardian form, taking your hand tightly.

“I am sorry, truly,” he muttered, finally. “I got carried away. I should’ve been more careful. It’s my fault. Not yours.”

You nodded. “I know. It’s not your fault either. - I’m just always so disappointed in myself when I slip.”

“If it makes you feel better - ” Loki gave the back of your hand a kiss. “- your eyes don’t glow red the second I step in the same room anymore. You’ve gotten so much better, love, I’m so proud of you.”

“Yeah,” you muttered. Loki saw a smile form on your lips. How had you not noticed? “I guess I have.”

You finally let Loki move you to the bed. You curled into his side, but got another blanket since the other one was soaked. You laid your head on his chest as he read to you. It was a book in Asgardian, so you didn’t understand it. But he knew you found it soothing all the same.

What Loki didn’t know, however, was that you made a silent vow to yourself. You’d continue working until, no matter what, you were finally always in control. You were willing to do anything for this dangerous love of yours.

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[frostironfudge]

Tenebrous - Loki (AU) - Chapter Twenty

Pairings: Vampire! Professor Loki x Fem!Reader, Bucky x Loki x Reader

Characters: Loki, Reader, Bucky Barnes, Stephen Strange, Baron Zemo, Other OCs

Warnings: 18+ minots dni, angst, witch-vampire bonds, coven dynamics, blood drinking, emotional, swearing, sm/ut, mmf, mm, mf, thre/esome, soul bonds, vamipire stuff, or/al, fing/ering

Word Count: 5.1k || Dividers: @firefly-graphics​

Chapter Nineteen || Epilogue

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Chapter Twenty: Time Will Be Immortalised

Eight Months Ago. 

They all stood at the foot of Thor’s grave. Nia placed a single flower near the headstone. Her hand pressed upon the apex, “God, Thor, did you have to be so horrible?” She grumbles. 

Loki stands solemnly between Bucky and Y/N. Her head resting against his arm and Bucky’s palm intertwined with his own. 

The vampire sighs, looking at the grave. Stephen and Emery stand a few feet behind Loki. Though he had an off feeling about the dead vampire, he had hoped this would not be the outcome. 

“He made bad choices.” Y/N reasons, Bucky wants to scoff. His displeasure at her words traverse across the steadily growing bond. Y/N’s gaze meets his blue eyes. 

“He didn’t take care of you as he had promised. Do not make excuses for his choice of actions.” Loki looks down at Y/N. 

“I—,” She begins but Bucky shakes his head. 

“Poetess, things would have been much different if he held focus upon you.” The warlock reasons. 

“He’s right, even if I did not know the truth of Loki leaving you. Thor did, I would have understood why he was being protective.” Nia stands, turning away from Thor’s grave. 

Y/N stays quiet, eyes lingering upon the headstone. 

‘Thor Odinson — brother, first love, and friend. Immortal in memory.’ 

Nia did not want to write soulmate, he didn’t deserve that title. 

“He did possess good qualities, it is a shame they were outshined by the bad.” Stephen adds, Nia joins them. 

“Any bars nearby?” She questions Loki, this was their hometown, built by them over years, most of the land owned by them. 

“In the town square there are five, Meade’s is decent, good hard liquor.” Loki chuckles as Nia grins. 

“Pretty good tab we’ll be stacking up.” Emery chuckles then looks at Y/N. 

“You okay?” They ask her, she nods in response. 

Having Emery know everything made their friendship even more strong. Y/N could tell them everything. They could ask the questions that Y/N could answer while still preserving her recovering mental health.

The bond thrums Y/N and Bucky eye Loki curiously. 

“You three go ahead, I want to take them to Mum’s resting place.” Loki gestures with his head towards the path which leads to the destination in mind.

“Very well.” Stephen intertwines his hand with Emery's, they blush. Y/N has a knowing smile upon her face. Stephen chuckles.

Emery meets her gaze, their happiness shining through the smile they harbour.

Nia checks her phone for messages from the law firm, nothing new, no fires to put out. She sighs, tucking the device back and following Stephen to the bar.

Loki, Bucky and Y/N remain back.

“I know I should have asked the two of you before—,”

“We’d like to meet her.” Y/N interrupts, quelling Loki’s nervousness.

Bucky smiles as well, “We would be honoured to meet the woman who raised our mate.” 

Loki smiles, leading them to the grave that has flowers bordering it.

“These were her favourite, we had a garden back home.” Loki touches the petals as the flowers sway in the wind. “Mother, this is Y/N and this is James, they both are my mates.”

Bucky and Y/N look at each other and then at the grave, then Loki,

“You have a wonderful son.”

“So full of love.”

Loki smiles hearing their words as he kneels placing his lips to the headstone.

“She is proud of you, you know?” Bucky adds with a smile. 

Loki nods, “I wish she could have met the two of you.”

“We wish we could have met her too.” Y/N places a palm on Loki’s shoulder. it trembles despite her best effort. 

She attempts to use the spell that would allow him to feel her embrace.

The spell spurs in and out, flickering like a broken lightbulb.

Bucky feels her frustration. Loki is about to tell Y/N that it is okay, she needs to rest. When his mother’s embrace takes over.

Y/N stares at Bucky’s warm hand placed upon her own. Eyes closed in concentration to stabilise her spell. She sighs, the inability to perform magick frustrating her to no beyond.

“Just a matter of time, you will get back to it.” Bucky whispers, peeking at her with one eye open, “Then we can have a magick battle to see who is the better spell caster.” He grins focusing back on the spell after her frown is turned into a smile.

“You both are not doing anything reckless.” Loki pipes up.

Y/N giggles, Bucky looks at her and winks, “Of course, we won’t.”

“I felt the wink, Warlock. Witchling, you better not be agreeing with him.” Loki mutters.

“Good, the bond works then.” Bucky laughs, drawing more laughter from their mate.

“Little troublemakers.” In a blur Loki has the two of them flush against him in his arms, lips brushing over their foreheads.

Seven Weeks Ago.

Y/N had avoided speaking to her quote unquote mother for as long as she could. Clark and Miles suggested she get it over with, but Sierra surprisingly told her to take her time. The moon ruled over them, as Celestials there was a bond of a higher calibre. 

Y/N purses her lips, as she trudges to Clark, moving away from where Bucky and Miles were discussing types of divination. 

“Keeping secrets?” Clark chuckles, gesturing for her to sit, she shakes her head.

“What do you know about power transferring? I read in one of the books that we can store powers in inanimate objects or other…. beings.” She keeps her gaze steady.

“Who do you want to transfer your powers to?” He places the book on the side table.  

“I’m not sure if I want to but I’d like the option open.” Y/N admits, fingers drumming against her thighs. The thoughts she was having, the aversion to magick that suddenly was thrust upon her only to take Alexander down.

It felt alien to her. Not a part of herself as it should feel. 

“Transferring is no easy feat, razor sharp focus and the person should accept your powers before the spell.” Clark writes upon a piece of paper, handing it to Y/N.

“This book is in the library, you can take it. I hope you think it through before giving away your abilities.” He regards her, knowing he was hard upon her.

“It doesn’t feel as though it is my own.” She admits out loud for the first time. Fingers run over the written words upon the paper. She sighs.

“You can work on it, as part of the coven–,”

“Am I part of it? I didn’t have a traditional initiation, I just practised and learned to protect. I know you’d save them over me.” Her words silence the High Priest.

“I will admit your journey has not been the easiest.” Clark wonders what words are correct, soothing in this situation. It doesn’t come easily to him.

“It hasn’t.” Y/N agrees, biting down on her bottom lip to stop the tears. 

Weak. The word rings across her mind.

“Giving up isn’t the way.” He advises, reaching out to place a comforting palm over her forearm.

“I’m not giving up Clark, I just, I feel disconnected. I went through so much with everything. I don’t belong in this world in this way. I can’t push myself to work with something that doesn’t seem to want me.” Y/N looks up at him, hoping he understands. 

Clark nods, “If you want to practise or have questions let me know. Learn to cloak the object you do pick. If it is another witch or warlock I suggest speaking to them first about it.” 

“Thank you.” 

Bucky’s leg bounces as he watches Y/N approach the dinner table. Loki places a gentle hand on his knee. Reassuring him silently. Two weeks after the meeting with the Celestials and things were going well for the three of them. Date nights, days, falling further in love. Exploring aspects of their bonds one on one and together. 

Things were looking further upwards and onwards for all of them. Y/N and Bucky both recovering from the traumas of the past year. Healing. 

The bonds no longer looked decaying and broken but now gleamed gold, fragments repaired. 

“You’re not going to hurt her by your decision.” Loki assures yet again, the sinking feeling Bucky has quells in the slightest when he feels the love rush across the bond. 

Y/N grins at the two, her loves, her mates. 

Recovery wasn’t an easy road in the slightest but things seemed better, felt better. She takes her place at the table. The mahogany is covered with different dishes for dinner. 

Impeccably plated and micro greens used for garnishing. 

Loki cooked, she deemed then her brows furrowed. It was Bucky’s turn to cook today, she looks up at the warlock who regards her and allows his own unease to trickle past his carefully guarded walls. 

“You can tell me… what happened?” Y/N reaches towards him, Bucky’s fingers intertwine with her own. Giving a squeeze he grounds himself. 

She had her own decision to share, but what had Bucky worried would take priority. 

Loki grasps Bucky’s other hand, “Whenever you’re comfortable.” 

Y/N squeezes Bucky’s hand, he nods. Pursing his lips and then closing his eyes. She gazes upon Loki; he offers a smile that is assuring but she notes the hint of his own anxiousness. 

“Whatever it is we’ll get through it okay? We’ve been doing so well since everything went down months ago, even the pending conversation with Moonmy.” Y/N recounts, attempting to ease their worries. 

“I have decided that I want to turn. I’m close enough to Loki’s apparent age and I think it is time.” Bucky’s words are met with happiness from his bond with Loki. The vampire is smiling at his mate.

“Oh.” The word leaves past her lips with such heartbreak her mates both lose their smiles.

“Are-are you not happy?” Bucky begins to pull his hand away from her own.

Y/N tightens her grip on his hand, “Bucky, I am happy, I just, I wanted to discuss something with you and based on your decision I don’t think what I had in mind will work out. I’m happy for you, I’m glad you’re taking this step and Loki and I both are here for you during your transition and after it.”

“What did you want to discuss?” Bucky counters, not allowing her to be dismissive. 

“It’s nothing, I–,”

“Witchling.” Loki shakes his head, “You need to share whatever it is that is bothering you, with us.”

“Exactly, Poetess. How are we to provide you with the tools necessary or be there for you in the way you need us to be there if you don’t tell us?” Bucky unlaces their intertwined fingers cupping her cheek. 

The book and her notes weigh heavy on her chest. 

Loki and Bucky exchange a glance then gaze back at their mate. Observing her internal turmoil. Watching her swallow before gesturing with her index finger for them to wait. She heads upstairs.

Loki follows her footsteps with his hearing, “Her reading room.” He watches Bucky’s brows furrow attempting to decipher what was there that had a profound impact.

“She has been in there quite a lot, I deemed it was for her return to her course.” The warlock reasons. 

Y/N returns, a thick book and notes in hand, post-its sticking out of several places and handwriting strewn across the pages haphazardly. Loki denotes the different coloured pens adding to the notes.

“I um, I was reading up on how to transfer powers.” Y/N begins placing the books and notes in front of the two. Bucky takes her notes and Loki opens the book to the first sticky tab annotation. 

“Transferring powers is not uncommon, but you will require training.” Bucky assures, “I think you will be able to do it.”

“I, um, yes, yeah, practice is required but it’s straight forward.” Y/N agrees, her fingers intertwine as she fidgets nervously. Shifting her weight from one foot to the other.

Bucky hums as he reads over her notes, “This is good extensive research. I’m pleased and an object that can be kept safe so that no one may steal and–, oh.”

Loki’s gaze moves from the book to the page Bucky is reading. 

‘While transferring powers to inanimate objects is the far more common and reversible practice it is not lost that a witch or warlock can provide another living being – either animal or human with their powers, provided permission is sought and the recipient of the powers is willing.’ 

‘Supernatural beings such as witches, warlocks, werewolves and vampires may be considered as recipients; this practice is lesser known and explored. It is deemed, however, to be an irreversible spell.’

Bucky’s azure eyes find Y/N’s nervous gaze. Loki gazes upon her as well. 

“Why?” The two of them ask her together. 

“I don’t feel connected to my powers… I know I did the magick when it was required but,” she looks to her warlock, “You had your initiation, a coven that cherished you as their own and not a pawn that was needed to fight battles and only trained in a manner of dire circumstance.” 

“You’ve been doing well, gaining control.” Loki counters, he feels her heartbreak before she vocalises it. Bucky winces, this wasn’t the reaction she expected or hoped for from them.

“It doesn’t matter if I’m getting better… I just, I appreciate the powers, I appreciate what flows through my veins but it’s second nature or rather basic instinct for all the other warlocks and witches I know. For me it's…” She takes a deep breath. 

“Does it feel as if it's more of a burden to you?” Bucky offers, his heart cracking as she nods. His Poetess’ entire demeanour feeling as if she’s admitting defeat. 

“Did you want to transfer your powers to an object?” Loki shifts the focus, they needed to know what she was thinking and how to get through this together. 

Y/N says nothing just swallows the lump forming in her throat, her eyes flashing towards Bucky and then back to her fidgeting hands. 

Bucky looks at Loki, the two gaze down at her notes. Finding the small scribble at the corner.

‘Ask Bucky… if he says no then consider Midnight’s old collar.’

“Did you want me to be the one to receive your powers?” Bucky questions, thumb brushing over her handwriting on the paper. She doesn’t answer. 

“Witchling…” Loki’s voice is pleading; making her look at him.

“Okay, you know what? We’re going to the living room to discuss this, this isn’t a conversation where you need to feel small or thinking you’re asking something you aren’t supposed to,” Bucky tucks the notes back in the book. He then walks towards his mate, gently taking her hand and guiding her to the couch. The three spent the most time either reading, talking or binge watching shows and movies. 

Y/N easily falls into place across Bucky’s lap, Loki follows suit settling next to them, his hand holding hers, kissing her palm. Bucky allows Y/N to nuzzle against the crook of his neck grounding herself before they continue the conversation. 

“You don’t have to be afraid alright?” Loki assures, “No matter what choice Bucky makes, his feelings towards you won’t change nor will he feel forced to choose for you.”

Bucky feels her nod, his palm rubs up and down her back soothing her. 

Loki presses a soft kiss to Bucky’s temple, “You do know you won’t be forced to choose.” 

“I know, I want to hear our mate out completely and help her research further before taking an informed decision together.” 

Y/N takes a few more grounding breaths, lifting her head from Bucky’s neck and she faces the two of them. Her explanation falls from her lips the feeling of disconnect, the way it doesn’t feel nurturing. As though it was a chore to teach her rather than a tradition of passing down knowledge. 

Bucky understands every word, knowing what it is to have a coven that nurtures their baby witches and warlocks rather than just prepping them for battle as if a lamb to slaughter. 

Loki understands nodding along to everything, a worried pit forming in his stomach at the prospect of her regretting the decision. 

“It’s okay if you say no…” She shrugs, “I just, I think I was supposed to be normal?” Once she’s done she looks at both waiting for a response. 

“You’re anything but ordinary, witchling.” Loki kisses her nose making her giggle. 

“Look, I’m not saying no, but I did consider the fact that I would lose my powers when I turned.” Bucky begins, “It’s not to say that I don’t mind losing them, but my powers are another thing that connects me to my coven and Grandmother. I know I would probably have some other kind of ability in place if it is part of my transition but I doubt it.”

“Celestials are known to retain their abilities after the shift.” Loki adds.

“I could transfer my powers to an inanimate object,” Bucky looks at Y/N, “It humanises me, then you could well transfer your powers to me.” 

Her features light up.

“Provided the two of you research this in depth and are equally prepared.” Loki adds, “Also if her transfer doesn’t work can you reabsorb your powers from the inanimate object?” 

“I will be able to, it’s reversible.” Bucky assures, tucking a stray strand of hair behind Loki’s ear. Then brushes his lips against Y/N’s cheek. 

“Will you be telling Moonmy?” Bucky raises a brow. 

“I guess she already knows…” Y/N shrugs, “It doesn’t matter if she says no, either way I want to do it.”

“If you had undergone a better time as part of the coven would you still feel the same way?” Bucky questions her, Y/N ponders over it, replaying all the interactions she saw between the other members and the stories Bucky told her.

“I wouldn’t feel disconnected if I had that kind of witchy upbringing.” Y/N admits.

“Okay.” Bucky nods.

“Dinner then research?” Loki offers, his mates both nod.

Present.

“Professor?” One of Loki’s students cuts through his thoughts of the past five weeks. He refocuses into the present, plastering on a smile for the student. 

Questions answered for his students yet Loki’s own worried curiosity knows no bounds. He retires to his office, heading straight for the alcohol. 

“Pour me a glass.” Bucky’s whisper travels across the floor to Loki. He places another glass filling it with the amber liquid. 

The vampire waits for his warlock to join in, Bucky opens the door, closing it softly. In a few strides he’s pressed up against Loki. Wrapped in each other’s arms. Their mutual worry over their mate quelling in the slightest. 

“It will be alright.” Bucky whispers, “It has to be.” 

“It will be my warlock.” Loki runs his fingers through Bucky’s hair, he sighs leaning for more support onto his mate. 

Grasping onto his blazer lapels, blue eyes meet green ones. Loki leans in, his lips meet Bucky’s own. The soft gesture is comforting enough to quell the growing anxiety. 

They part when their phones vibrate and chime in unison. 

The dates had aligned; it was the phase of the lunar cycle when Bucky would be completing his conversion. It was also the night they would be transferring the powers before Loki would complete the process and turn Bucky into his own kind. 

Bucky’s nerves were shot but in a good way. Excitement of being the same creature as his mate, having the chance to deepen the bond he shared with Y/N. There was a part of him that was melancholic over the loss of his original powers. 

The blue markings on his left arm glow in response to his call. He traces the lines with his eyes. 

Loki gently raises Bucky’s palm to his lips, tracing the lines to his elbow. 

“Loki.” Bucky whispers, red rims surround his vampire’s eyes, “Loki.” he says yet again with need.

Loki pulls Bucky closer, nose tracing the juncture of his chest and neck, “You smell divine, our mates blood mixed with yours and mine.” open mouthed kisses have Bucky whimper. His shirt unbuttoned, Loki sinks to his knees. Undoing the jeans, Bucky hisses as the confines upon him are released. 

Loki brushes his lips over the tip, Bucky’s fingers tangle in his hair. 

“Mate, you’ve come at the right time.” Loki speaks, Bucky’s eyes snap open and towards the door.

“I,” Y/N’s hand is frozen on the door knob, arousal brims through the two bonds

“Poetess I-,” Bucky’s words are cut off as Loki takes his length in his mouth, cheeks hollowed, a wicked gleam in his eyes.

‘Get inside.’ Loki’s voice instructs in her mind. 

Y/N scrambles inside, locking the door. She moans at the sight of her mates. Bucky beckons her closer. His lips meeting hers in a bruising kiss, teeth and tongue and moans as Loki continues his movements, varying speeds enjoying the sounds he draws from Bucky.

The scent of Y/N’s arousal urges Loki on, one hand caresses Bucky’s balls. The other moves along her inner thigh, the skirt allowing him leverage. Her soaked panties have him moan around Bucky. 

The three moan in unison. 

Loki’s thumb draws circles over her clit, the fabric adding another layer of sensations that have her whimper into Bucky’s mouth. Bucky’s arm wraps around her waist, holding her flush against him. 

Their sounds grow needier, Loki times his head bobbing to the thrusts his fingers provide to Y/N. His sweet mates unravelled for him. Bucky tugs on his hair. 

Y/N moves as Bucky lifts her in his arms, facing Loki. Her dripping cunt soaking his cock her legs thrown over Loki’s shoulders. His fingers now move on her clit.

Loki takes Bucky back in his mouth, their mixed arousal only urging him onward.

She falls apart first with a cry, her head thrown back against Bucky’s left shoulder. Bucky places kisses over her neck as he moans against her sweet spot as he cums. Loki swallows every drop they give him.

Slowly the two humans calm down, Loki kisses them deeply each stated to an extent.

“What brought you to my office?” Loki questions his witchling.

“I um, forgot…” Y/N’s cheeks flush, drawing laughter from Bucky. 

“Perhaps another set of orgasms might jog your memory.” Loki offers, Y/N squeals before she’s placed on his desk. Bucky and Loki both gaze at her glistening folds. 

“We’re the luckiest aren’t we Loki?” Bucky’s large palm traces up her thigh, spreading her legs further apart.

“We are.” Loki agrees, “Have your fill my Warlock. I’ll have her moan around my cock.” 

Y/N clenches around nothing, preening under their intense gazes, words having her grow wetter. 

Bucky takes a seat on Loki’s chair, lips tracing her folds as his lips then latch upon her clit. Loki traces her parted lips with his cock before slowly sinking into her beautiful mouth. 

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Everything was set up, candles arranged in the shape of a crescent. Y/N sitting at the centre of it. Bucky’s jaw clenched as the air became heavier around them. 

Iridescent glimmers shift through, candle light adding to the glow. Embers casting shadows across their features and the walls. 

Loki attempts to quell the growing unease across the bonds. Disallowing his trepidation to trickle to his already worried mates. 

Y/N bit her bottom lip, eyes meeting his then drifting to Bucky. The warlock gives an encouraging nod. His spell was done, he was left without powers, they were encased into a necklace he had bought for Y/N.

She blinks, the white glow returns. Loki swallows, shifting towards Bucky. The warlock grabs his hand. Then let it go.

It was time. 

The charged air seems to move. Loki watches, the flames of the candles shift into circles. Burning full moons. 

Bucky swallows, feeling the first of the powers wrapping around him. His eyes close. 

The charged air recedes into nothing, the flames return to their normal shape. Y/N’s eyes open first, no glow present. Her eyes move to Bucky. Loki waits, their breaths held.

Bucky falls to his knees, wheezing and then his eyes open. White crescents visualise across his irises and then fade back to blue. 

‘She may have given you her powers, but they do not make you a celestial.’ The voice rings across the room. The necklace shatters into pieces and blue lines form along the broken fragments. They move towards Bucky wrapping around his left arm. 

The moon gave him back the markings of his old coven. The three of them stare at one another for long moments.

Loki and Y/N move then, helping Bucky up. The warlock only stares at his arm, the lines do not fade as they used to but now remain as a constant as though a glowing tattoo. 

Her hand reaches to touch the line, she had done it before, but this time she feels nothing. 

No flow of magick. Nothing weighing down upon her, making her struggle to stay afloat. A responsibility she wasn’t encouraged or nurtured to bear.

No sense of connection to Bucky and Loki beyond the soul bonds.

The way it should have been. The way it felt before her awakening as though there was something between them but now it was more, deeper and defined.

“Hey, hey, hey.” Bucky gently grasps her face, wiping her tears away with his thumbs.

“I don’t regret it. I just, it feels peaceful?” Y/N looks up at him, he nods.

“I just feel my magick, not the Celestial one.” Bucky admits his own eyes glazing over with tears, “Even if I don’t retain it when I turn it's okay.”

Loki pulls the two of them into his embrace. 

Kissing every bit of their faces, taking away the tears that flow. Salt on his lips, his mates cradled in his arms. 

Nia, Stephen and Emery join them hours later. In the last of the night, Bucky consumes the last vial of Loki’s blood mixed with Y/N’s. The taste wasn’t blood-like, the bit of ironish rust taste one would get when trying to curb the bleed of a paper cut.

“This next part may hurt.” Loki says, setting the glass down.

“It definitely will hurt.” Stephen pipes up.

“Does it have to be this way?” Emery questions, their own transformation pending. 

Stephen reaches out to them, gently stroking their arm to soothe them.

“It has to be a sort of clean death. Not to say other forms of killing don’t work. They do but this is swifter.” Nia explains nursing another glass of alcohol. Y/N looks at her in worry. 

“Nia…”

“Doesn’t affect me. Perks can’t get drunk.”

“Nia.. still.”

“Drop it, your boyfriend’s about to turn into a vampire. We’ll discuss this later.” Yet again Nia tables the discussion.

The loss of Thor doesn’t hurt as much. It’s the betrayal, Nia missing the signs. Signs she was fucking good at noticing.

“Just do it.” Bucky exhales, eyes meeting Y/N’s worried ones, “Just a nap, Poetess.” 

“Just a nap.” She affirms, walking back to him. 

“It’s going to hurt like a bitch.” Nia reminds Y/N, she nods.

“My blood runs through him, so I know he will awaken, I’ll be there to hold you through it. Unfortunately you know the experience of the breaking of a bond.” Loki strokes her cheek, “I’ll keep the bond fully open so it may help quell the despair.”

“Or you end up feeling mine.” She mutters.

Bucky laughs, “Look, he fully deserves to feel it.”

“Bucky!” Y/N lightly hits his chest.

“Rude.” Loki rolls his eyes but he smiles at the banter.

“Hey you were the one deciding for us before. This is just karma.” 

Y/N laughs at Bucky’s retort, Loki grumbles under his breath.

“Alright, alright, it’s a bit of time away from Bucky.” Stephen assures, pointing at the clock.

Loki grapes Bucky’s face gently, palms moving to his jaw. 

“I trust you.” Bucky assures, “I love you both.” He looks between his two mates, smiling.

“I love you.”

“I love you, thank you, for trusting me.” Loki places a kiss on his forehead.

Y/N and Emery close their eyes. The cracking sound has them flinch. 

At first Y/N feels nothing and then the bond rips apart, her chest heaves. Loki grasps onto her pulling her against him where the two remain near Bucky. He opens the bond he shares with Bucky to the bond he shares with her. 

The certainty of his soon to return to life status begins to wash over the turmoil in Y/N’s chest. Her sobs begin to quiet and tiredness takes over. Loki rocks her back and forth, her hand not leaving Bucky’s own. 

Sleep finds her after an hour still not letting go of Bucky. Loki feels the vampire aspect take over Bucky stronger, the warlock markings begin to gleam and change. The parallel lines once linear now wrap around his arm.

Y/N is placed in the farthest room as it gets closer to Bucky’s awakening. Nia and Loki remain in the house to prevent things from going south in case the bloodlust is too much for Bucky to handle.

The former warlock stirs, groaning, his hand reaches for his neck rubbing over where he could feel the ghost of the bone breaking. Bucky’s eyes open, black with red rims, a deep hunger manifesting in his belly. As he licks his lips they are dry, parched. The thirst is taking over. He suppresses it, walking to the mirror to observe the changes he’s gone through. 

The short sleeved V neck fits him, his features seemingly sharper and defined but not taking away from what he was born as a human with, it wasn’t as though he was fully changed. 

When he touches his face with his left hand he notices the biggest difference. The three lines of his tattoo now wrap around his arm in swirls.

The middle line has a small crescent at his wrist and a star akin to the northern star is now over his cubital fossa. At the centre of the star however, is a crescent moon with a tiny sprig of lavender.

Pride swirls in his chest as does a familiar happiness, Bucky turns, Loki stands at the door with a bottle in hand.

“Welcome back, James.” Loki greets with a bright smile, their bond thrums. Bucky almost knocks his mate over when he’s by his side in a blur. Loki chuckles, wrapping his mate in his arms.

“Loki.” He breathes, melting into his embrace. 

“You need to feed.” Loki reminds and the thirst comes back tenfold.

“I need to see her.” Bucky argues.

“Warlock, she’s still human.”

“She’s my mate.” 

“And you will know then to feed before you see her.” Loki’s eyes turn black with red rims in response to the defiance, “Quell the beast within, James. You do not want to accidentally hurt Y/N.” 

Bucky clenches his jaw, pushing away from Loki, “You didn’t tell me it was this hard, curbing the need to be with my mates.” 

“You’re a half mated newborn, two basic urges are strong.” Loki hands the bottle to Bucky.

The latter drinks the blood in large gulps, sighing in content as the thirst quells. 

“Better?”

“Maybe after two more bottles.” He jokes, Loki chuckles.

Two more bottles are consumed, Bucky wipes the corner of his lip. 

Enhanced hearings pick up soft careful steps and then a ‘oof’ along with a whined out call of Nia’s name.

“You will wait patiently for Bucky to come to you.” Nia chastises Y/N, She huffs in response literally being dragged away as though a child.

“I need to see him.” She reasons when Nia pauses in the room.

“I know, but you need to let him feed,” Nia looks to the side, “Well you’re in luck, impatient little human he’s on his way.”

Nia stops at the door, “There are about 5-6 gatorades in the drawer.”

“For what?”

“Stamina, you have to keep up with two vampires now.” Nia laughs, easily dodging the pillow thrown her way. 

Y/N sits at the edge of the bed. There is a knock at the door. Her heartbeat picks up, as does the rustling of pages within her chest, as though pages being turned to reach the favourite part of a beloved novel.

Loki smiles at Bucky, noticing the anticipation of the bon trickle through the bond. 

“Come in…”

Loki turns the door knob, he enters with an encouraging smile. Y/N doesn’t look at the door but at Loki as he stands before her. Cupping her face.

“He’s fed, taken to the change well. Eager to see you and bond if you’re willing. He’s told me to pull him away if you do not want to tonight.” Loki explains, Y/N nods.

“I’m ready. I trust him.” She whispers. 

Bucky sighs in contentment.

Loki shifts, Y/N looks up at Bucky. The blue flickers in and out of focus as he tries to keep the beast at bay. Her eyes fall to the markings. The star gleams in the slightest and then the lavender sprig. 

Bucky’s fists clench, “Poetess.” he calls out to her, voice hoarse, needy. 

“Bucky.” Y/N says with equal need.

In a blur she’s pressed against the mattress, a breathless laugh leaves her before Bucky’s lips find her soft ones. Her scent thrums through his senses. The beast within him wanted more. 

Bucky’s hands wander over her frame, drawing moans from his mate into his mouth. Her hands grip at his t-shirt arching against him. He nips at her bottom lip. Bucky moans at the taste of her blood. 

“You’re so fucking divine.” He hums, “Loki was right, a goddess, we’re blessed with a goddess.”

Y/N preens at the praise, Bucky allows the beast to take over, the spot under her left collarbone calls out to him. His thigh grinds against her core.

He raises his head looking at Loki who watches them with a lust filled gaze, “Claim our mate, James. You can have her this once alone, because after that she isn’t leaving from between us for a long time.” he smirks.

Bucky returns the gesture, “Hear that Poetess? You’re going to be worshipped. You’re going to feed our hunger the way no other could ever.” He kisses the spot of their bond. Y/N hums, the pheromones clouding every sense their needs brimming across the bonds.

Bucky’s fangs break through the skin, tears brim over as the bond forges between the two. Golden, gleaming, bright. Strong. Bucky feels whole, his bonds complete. The magick thrums through him as well. As before, stronger now.

Y/N breaks out of the haze of the bond, her chest feeling full, the love prominent and everything she needed it to be from both of them. Her hand moves to Bucky’s new markings, thumb brushing over the crescent on his wrist. Both vampires watch the outline of the same crescent form in her eyes then fade away. 

Clothes are scattered over the floor, their mate worshipped between them. Bonds thrumming happily, sighs and moans fill the room. Y/N falls apart between them and is put back together by her mates.

The tangled mess of limbs, she lays between the two. Bucky’s chest against her back and Loki’s chest pressed to hers, she’s on the precipice of sleep with a smile on her face. 

“I love you both.”

“I love you both.”

“I love you both.”

A.N: finally combated the block on this fic and the epilogue will be uploaded next week! thank you for waiting and supporting this fic, i'm so happy i was able to finish it and give it the ending that i feel is deserved by our witchling/poetess, warlock and vampire

tagging: @camerons-specialinterest@stevesmewmew@pandaxnienke

[keenzinemugstudent]

Avengers AU x reader story ideas

so this is a story I made up like when I was in high school but I'm going to be rewriting it's going to be an Avengers AU a supernatural kind of thing where most of them of our loving characters are a part of the supernatural world stupid but it was a fun idea basically you the reader is a 21 year old in college studying to be a doctor you stay with your grandmother who has raised you since you were a baby after losing both your parents in a car accident suddenly weirds things start to happen deaths in your home town start to happen and it all comes back to you some how you've been getting visions and start seeing things other can't which enters Tony Stark who is apparently an old family friend or god father? Not sure basically he tells you that you have to leave your hometown you have to leave your friends your grandmother and live in New York with him for your safety you don't take that very well and you kind of freak out then you find out that he's a werewolf after getting attacked by another werewolf so you now have to live with Tony and you have yet to meet the others the main villain is of course going to be Loki like the original Avengers movie but he is a vampire who works under somebody who's more powerful than him or in the same category either way you are a really important character and you're being hunted down by other supernatural creatures that have something to do with your bloodline which you will find out in the next story if this one goes pretty well this mostly just for fun but I'll see how it goes kind of like work this all out

[asvterias]

𝖯𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝖡𝗈𝗒 (𝟤)

Part 1 | Part 3

Warnings: 18+ Content, Explicit Smut, Unprotected Sex, Penetrative Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Choking, Nail Scratching, Dirty Talk, Praise Kink, Degradation Kink & Dom!Reader x Sub!Jaime

Pairings: (FWB) Jaime Reyes x (FWB) Black!Fem!Reader, Best Friend!Milagro x Best Friend!Reader

Summary: Being friends with benefits with Jamie is hard to keep undercover, in hopes of Milagro never finding out. The number #1 rule is to be strictly sexual and not explore romantic feelings for the other. What happens when that rule is broken?

Word Count: 2.2k+

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Author’s Note: I haven’t written smut in such a long time, so it might be a little rusty.

Spanish Translations

“mi amor.” — “my love.”

“Oh mierda, (Y/N)!” — “Oh shit, (Y/N)!”

“Santo joder, Jaime!” — “Holy fuck, Jaime!”

“Soy todo tuyo y tú eres todo mío.” — “I’m all yours and you’re all mine.”

“I don’t know..” he shrugs his shoulders, “Maybe…I’m just confused right now.”

“May I remind you that you wanted us to be a casual fuck from time to time, and besides we also agreed on seeing other people.”

“Yeah, but—“

“Yeah, but what? You want to change your mind now?”

“Actually, I do.”

You paused from doing your mascara, making eye contact in the mirror with him. Of course, you weren’t expecting that answer. His statement rendered you speechless, allowing the silence to overtake the room. You gulped silently, intently watching him stalk toward you, almost in a patronizing manner to tease you even further. You were frozen, unaware of what he might do to you and it kind of turned you on. The small thud of the mascara tube dropping on the vanity brought you back to your senses.

“…We shouldn’t do this, Jaime.” you lightly warn the boy. Jaime remains silent, making you consistently aware that he is gorgeously checking you out from behind. He made you so flustered to the point that you were stupidly smitten with him that it was almost ridiculous. It was a miracle that you couldn’t see a black girl’s blush.

“Milagro‘s gonna be back soon.” Your tone was soft.

The air was still tense as he nodded, his eyes still intently focused on your ass. Nervously, you began to play with your braids as your body squirmed under his gaze. The things that Jamie made you feel were out of this world. You held your breath, dilated dark brown eyes studying his every move that he made. It was a gust of his infamous cologne that gave his sudden presence away, noticing his breathing was lingering on you. You shudder, minor goosebumps forming on your arms.

“Then, we just have to be quick, don’t we?” You swear that you could’ve felt his hard dick straining against his pants.

“Listen here Jaime—“ You were cut off by hands roughly wrapped around your throat, raising your head, catching an upside down angle of the 22-year-old. A warm pair of lips was planted onto yours, reclaiming full jealousy as he slipped his tongue in your mouth. In a matter of seconds, the inviting kiss escalated into sexual tension, quickly heating the aura of the bedroom.

He assured you to stand up as you watched yourselves in the mirror. His mouth was attached to your neck, sucking on the exposed skin, creating hickeys. You whimper in response, spurring Jaime to continue as his hands possessively explore your body, grabbing at whatever he can.

Jaime hoists up your dress, fisting the fabric as he rubs your thighs. “You should wear a dress more often,” he breaks away from the heated kiss, “Shows your beautiful curves alongside your stunning brown skin.”

“I never actually agreed to this date..” You grew disappointed at the loss of his swollen lips on yours as he pulled away, panting when he spun you around to face him directly. Gazing into his eyes, there was lust swimming in there but also pure love. “I just wanted to make you jealous.”

It was taking everything in him not to manhandle you and have you in every which way. His thoughts were dirty, unable to be contained in his mind any longer. He needed his release and he needed it now!

“I know....” he whispers, hastily resuming your kiss again in a passionate manner. Not breaking the make out, his hands found themselves on your waist, and your hands became tangled into his curly hair.

You lift one knee to his groin, seeking his hard-on as he lowly grunts at the sensation. You replaced your knees with your hand, grabbing his clothed dick, and a surprised groan escaped his lips as you stared deep into his eyes, completely dilated with lust.

“This is mine…” your words drip with dominance as you feel his cock pulsate upon your slightly tightened grip. “Not some other bitch! It’s all mine…isn’t that right, pretty boy?”

He shakes his head in agreement, controlled by only your words. You lean into his ear, your voice raspy, “I want to hear words, my pretty boy.”

“Yes, I’m all yours…” He stutters out, clarifying your dominance over him. You desperately remove his shirt, revealing his abs and he flexes his muscles. Ever since he became Blue Beetle, he was more active in the gym, gaining a strong build. Let’s just say that you weren’t definitely complaining when you had him all to yourself.

You trail your finger across his abs, lightly teasing his nipples, drinking in his sexy body. You place open-mouthed kisses on his abs, cherishing him like this was your last time doing it.

It finally felt like forever when you two landed on the bed.

You sexily crawl on top of him, straddling his lap as you unbuckle his jeans. It was quick to take off his pants, and you were even quicker to discard his underwear. You chuckle, seeing his hard cock spring up, slapping up against his stomach.

While he was preoccupied with marking you all over, you unhooked your bra, letting him see your chest bare. It was nothing that he wasn’t used to by now.

Squeezing your clothed panty, you gasp as he chuckles looking down at you. “I haven’t even fucked you yet you’re already soaking. You’re a little needy whore for me, and only for me. No one else gets to see you like this one else gets to make you feel like this but me.”

You resisted the temptation to roll your eyes at his cocky behavior, allowing him to have his way with you. God, he was cocky and you embarrassingly praised him for it for doing your body wonders.

His hands wrap around your hips, guiding you to create immense pleasure for the both of you.

“There was no other girl..it was always you..never someone else.” He confessed.

“Oh, trust me—“ You lined Jaime’s erection and lowered yourself on his cock under his watchful eyes. He groaned as he felt your walls slowly wrap around him, witnessing your cunt take every inch of his dick, entirely swallowing him up all warm and snug.

“I knew there was no other girl.” You sucked in your breath, staying completely still. “You’re a horrible liar, Reyes.”

One of his hands trailed down the middle of your back, drifting down to the flesh of your ass, squeezing it. You raised your hips and slowly sunk back down, feeling so full.

“Oh mierda, (Y/N)!” His moans were music to your ears.

His mouth turned up at the corner, his eyes raking over your breasts as they bounced up and down. Your brown nipples were pointed proudly towards him, begging for attention. Jaime took one of the buds between his fingers and pinched lightly, eliciting a moan from you.

Your nails scratch his lower stomach, slowly dragging across his abdomen as you begin to move slowly. Finding a steady rhythm to anchor yourself with struck a new nerve in you.

“Santo joder, Jaime!”

“Soy todo tuyo y tú eres todo mío.”

Your movements were nice and slow, just a decent tempo for Jaime. Slow and passionate sex was more intimate for Jaime. He preferred passionate sex, which gave him unlimited time to worship and analyze your body’s reactions to spur your orgasms into mind-blowing ones.

You hungrily reconnected your swollen lips onto Jaime’s own, desperately muffling your moans, yet wanting to listen to them to edge you on.

To feel him agonizingly stretch you out so deliciously made you feel like you were in heaven. The room echos a mixture of panting, moaning, skin slapping, and various other sounds.

You began to intensify your pace, feeling hands grope your breasts, fondling and squeezing them. Soon enough, your movements became sloppy as the intense orgasm approached.

“Oh fuck,” You stammer out, riding out your high to the brink of ecstasy. Your arms drop from his shoulder, as you tip your head back. The movement became much slower, losing its regular pace.

Jaime ran out of patience and harshly gripped you by the hips, forcing you to endure an inhumane speed. You were sure that Khaji-Da was informing Jaime that his endocrine and testosterone levels were rising at the stake but he blocked out the other voice. He was too engrossed in the moment with you, and he disregarded any interruption.

“Oh fuck, shit! Jaime, go faster!” You encourage him, letting him have complete power over your body. You rest your head into the crook of his neck, exhausted from holding your head up and your braids cascade on his back as he continues to roughly fuck you.

And he listens to your command, increasing his speed, making sure to hit the right spots to have you blabbering out incoherent words and barely keep you sore from your waist down in the next few hours.

“You’re doing so good, mi amor.”

Too fucked out by bliss, Jaime steals your attention by grabbing you in the throat and kissing you roughly, swallowing your high-pitched moan. You bite down on his lower lip, drawing a little blood as he grunts in response. Your shocked gasps broke the heated kiss and Jaime pulled you back in the kiss, demanding not only your body muster with his, but that your lips were on one accord as well. His controlled motions on your hips kept you holstered on his girth as you continued to fuck. Your sweaty bodies mold perfectly in unison, making the sex hotter.

“Oh god, Jaime! S-slow down!”

“Oh..you can take it all, mi amor. I know you can, my gorgeous girl.”

His sudden change in demeanor made you weak in the knees. You always loved it when he took full charge, noting that you were the more dominant one.

You rocked back and forth steadily, this time keeping the pace more effectively and thrilling. Deciding to edge you on more, his hands had glided to your clit and started to play with it, adding to your pleasure every time you were meeting his thrusts. You could feel your orgasm coming around his cock, continually pulsating, greedy for more. Soon enough, a wave of intense pleasure flowed through your body as a loud moan erupted from your mouth.

“Oh shit!” your body falters, jerking up still receiving the delayed reactions.

Jaime followed behind a few seconds later, shooting his cum into your cunt, immediately filling you up to the brim. Your mixed juices trickle down your legs, glistening on your thighs.

You took a few minutes to recover, the both of you heavily panting on the bed.

“How was that?” He breathlessly pants with a half-smirk. “Did it meet your expectations?”

“Still better every time.” A smirk was plastered on your sweaty face.

Pulling you into a passionate kiss, Jaime’s hand roams around, lightly tracing over your skin. All of your kisses so far had been full of lust, too rough bed too desperate. This one of the many shared kiss that was soft and sweet, without urgency. You hum in the kiss at his touch, admiring his gentle nature.

Everything seems to be picture perfect as you and Jaime viewed, all hot and bothered for the other. That was…until shit hit the fan for the both of you.

“Jaime! What the actual fuck are you doing?! And with my best friend?” That voice made your heart stop, instantly breaking out of your bubble. Thoughts of Milagro arriving back and catching you two in the act didn’t cross your mind, not even in the slightest, and you were ashamed.

You and Jaime looked at each other like deers caught in headlights as you both stumbled to cover yourselves up with your duvet.

How were you two gonna explain this to Milagro now?

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[imtryingbuck]

The red means I love you

~ gif not mine credit to owner ~

Pairing: Vampire!Bucky Barnes x Human!fem!Reader

Summary: you’re a human who fell in love with a vampire named Bucky

Word count: 1,811

Warnings: angst? fluff. an injured fox. brief mention of mercy killing an animal. mentions of blood. swearing.

A/N: thankyou for the request @loki-laufeyson68, I hope you like it❤️ and thank you @buckys-wintersoldier for proofreading for me❤️

Masterlist

When Bucky told you that he was a vampire you burst out laughing. There was no such thing as vampires or werewolves. Witches, yes, but vampires absolutely not. He sat there with an amused expression on his face, his left eyebrow raised waiting for you to stop laughing, once your laughter died down he showed you his fangs, you watched as his eyes turned black and that convinced you, honestly.

He promised he wasn’t going to hurt you, told you that he couldn’t bring himself to do that to you and that he only told you the truth because he couldn’t keep lying to you about who he really was. “I understand if you want to leave Y/n.”

That was nine years ago, and here you were still by his side.

Bucky never pressured you into doing anything you didn’t want to do, you never helped him find food nor did you ever watch him feed, he protected you from the other vampires. Bucky was always so sweet and kind to you, always driving you to work and was always there ten minutes before your shift ended to take you home, when the weather was nice you’d both take a long walk arm in arm and he’d tell you what buildings use to be what when he was young and human. Every Monday you’d wake up to find a huge bouquet of your favourite flowers on your bedside table, date night every Friday - he made forced your manger to give you the day off. He was always so caring, loving and generous when it came to you.

He had lived such a long life and within that life he had loved before but none of them compared to the love he had for you, not even in the slightest. He loved absolutely everything about you, even when you were on your period and you was being a grouchy monster - as he so affectionately called you. Bucky knew that he would happily move heaven and earth if you asked, he would move mountains just to see you smile, he would take the biggest brightest star from the dark sky and give it to you.

Despite him being so madly in love with you and knowing you felt the same for him there was always a painful tug in his heart every year on your birthday. You were human. Humans die. Which meant you were going to leave him one day. Bucky wouldn’t turn you into what he was because you never expressed an interest, you never asked him to turn you, so he didn’t even though he knew he’d lose you one day, and he knew that when that day comes his soul would be broken.

“Doll?” He had just got back from dealing with some rogue vampires who were causing chaos in the city with Steve by his side. A fresh bouquet of flowers in his hand as he searched the house for you.

“Buck? I’m in the garden!” His tired face lit up at hearing your voice.

Making his way to where you were he couldn’t help but laugh at seeing you on your hands and knees with your face pressed up to the hole in the side of the wooden shed. “What are you doing pretty girl?”

“I think there’s a fox in there but I don’t want to open the door just yet incase it runs out.”

“There’s definitely something in there, I can hear its heartbeat.”

“Do you think it’s a fox? Is it nice?”

“I can’t tell baby” he puts the flowers down on the table and moves over to where you were and gets down on his knees. “I know it’s scared though.”

“No, no little fox don’t be afraid I’m not going to hurt you.” Bucky had to bite his lip when you put your face back to the hole and spoke to the creature inside.

“Baby I… I don’t think it understands you.”

“It will, it will know I’m friendly.” Leaning on your knees you use Bucky’s shoulder to help you stand. “I’m going in. If I scream, well… I love you.”

-Always so dramatic- he thought to himself but nodded and winked at you. “You’ve got this doll, I love you too.”

Unlocking the shed you took a deep breath in and opened the door, eyes instantly locking eyes with a terrified little fox. Moving so slowly with your hands up you spoke to the little thing, telling it that you wasn’t going to hurt it. The little creature let you stroke it and eventually let you pick it up.

“Buck, it’s got an injured leg.” You whispered knowing that he could hear you due to his enhanced hearing. “We need to take it to the vet.”

“Baby, they would just put him down.” He could hear the sob that tried to suppress. “B-but we can look after it ourselves.”

“C-can we?”

“Of course my doll, bring the little one out and we’ll get it into the house.”

Bucky couldn’t actually believe that he was holding a fox in his hands as you wrapped a bandage around its leg after cleaning up the wound, before you if he ever came across a badly injured animal he would kill it out of mercy, he hated seeing an animal suffer. But he couldn’t bring himself to do it to this poor little one not with the way you were looking and treating it.

“Buck, Bushy’s fell asleep in your arms.”

“Have you named it?”

“Yeah, everyone needs a name.” The smile you had on your face had him smiling too.

A week later Bushys leg was healing nicely and would follow you and Bucky around where ever you’d go around the house. Bucky couldn’t lie if asked if he had grown attached to Bushy, he was going to be sad when it was time to release him back outside.

Bucky gave you a long passionate kiss and stroked Bushys head before he left the house, rogue vampires were back and it was Steve and his job to get rid of them.

“It’s just me and you now kiddo, wanna watch a film?”

Curled up on the couch with a fluffy blanket and Bushy you put on your favourite show, obviously telling the little fox all about the characters and which ones were your favourites - not like the little guy understood a single word you were saying. You were startled awake when a bang came from the panty, not seeing the young fox near by you assumed it was him getting into the snacks, stopping in your tracks when you heard a groan.

“Bushy?” You called out breathing a breath of relief when he came running towards you.

You screamed when you went around the corner, seeing Bucky leaning heavily against the fridge he kept in the pantry - where he stored blood bags. He was covered in blood. “B-Bucky?”

“D-didn’t mean t-to wake you doll.”

“What happened?”

“N-no blood left.”

“Okay? But what happened to you?” You tried to move forward towards him but he held his hand up.

“I-I… baby I need blood an-and I don’t have-“

“Have mine.” Gulping when he snapped his head up, looking you in the eyes. His own turning darker. “Y-you can drink some of my blood Bucky.”

You could see the struggle he was having, on one hand he really needed to feed so he could heal but on the other hand he couldn’t do that to you regardless of how many times he wondered how you tasted. Shaking his head he knew he couldn’t do it.

“It’s okay, I trust you Buck. You need to eat and there’s no-“

“I can’t doll. I-I won’t.” He stutters, shaking his head even more.

“You can and you will. Please Buck!”

It took nearly half an hour to convince Bucky to drink from you, leading him into the living room and onto the couch you tried to get your heart rate to slow down knowing he could hear it. He kept asking if you were sure, you silenced him by raising your arm for him to take it in his mouth.

Now you know why people always screamed in the movies when they get bit by a vampire, because fuck it hurts so badly!

The longer he had his fangs dug into your flesh the more it hurt, and it didn’t help that you started to feel lightheaded. You looked towards Bushy who was watching the scene infront of him looking nervously between you and Bucky, then everything went black.

Every part of your body ached as you came around, before you opened your eyes you felt his fingers run through your hair, and all you could hear is Bucky’s soft voice singing.

‘Cause my insides are red

And yours are too

And the red on my face

Is matching you

And goodness you're bleeding

What a wonderful feeling

You're down and you're pleading

My head is just reeling

The red means I love you

“B-Bucky?”

“Doll? Oh thank goodness, just take it slow baby.” He helps you sit up and that’s when you realise that you’re in bed.

“Wh-what happened?”

“I- baby I’m so sorry, I-I didn’t mean to b-but you were-I killed you an-and you nearly died because I didn’t stop-“

“It’s okay Buck, it’s okay I promise.” You cut his ramble off and hold his hand.

“No doll you don’t understand, you-you’re a vampire now.”

You sighed and nodded, it wasn’t what you wanted but at least you could be with Bucky forever now, just like he always promised you. “I know Buck and that’s okay.”

“I just couldn’t let you die, I’m sorry, I know it’s selfish but I don’t want to be without you doll.”

Bucky couldn’t get the image of you slumping over, your skin going paler than your usual complexion, you not responding. He could hear your once lively heart beat fade and he panicked, he apologised over and over before piercing your neck with his fangs. For the first time since he was turned into a vampire he prayed, praying that you would forgive him but most importantly that you would wake up.

“Buck?” You say his name as you watch as he twists the ring on your finger, the same one he brought you a year into your relationship - he was just walking down the street when a shiny silver ring caught his eye, he paid for it instantly and when you asked why, he told you that he saw it and thought of you so he brought it.

“Yes doll.”

“Was you singing to me?”

“No…” He scoffed shaking his head.

“Yes you was.” You sing to him, Bucky smiled shyly nodding.

“I love you.”

“I love you too Buck.”

“Forever?”

“Forever.”

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[queen-of-the-avengers]

MCU Series

Below you’ll find series that have more than three parts and stories that are only two parters. If you see a story that only has two parts that you want to see more of, let me know!

Happy reading :)

*The image(s) I’ve used for the reader on the cover DOES NOT reflect what the reader actually looks like*

Series Rewrite Pairing: Varies From Movie To Movie Status: In Progress Summary: You call Earth home after fifty years of running from your home planet. There, you meet all kinds of people that you help, including the two loves of your lives: Bucky Barnes and Loki Laufeyson. They are two different sides of the same coin. How can you ever choose between them, and will you?

*The image(s) I’ve used for the reader on the cover DOES NOT reflect what the reader actually looks like*

Between Love and Hate Pairing: Mafia!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader Status: Completed Summary: Loving Bucky Barnes is like waiting for a grenade to go off. Fearful yet thrilling. Every time you allow yourself to feel something for him, a piece of you is chipped away and stored in his jacket pocket. How can you love a man who murders people for a living? How can you hate a man who gives you the world? You're stuck in the middle with no clear way to the end.

*The image(s) I’ve used for the reader on the cover DOES NOT reflect what the reader actually looks like*

My Savior Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Female!Reader Status: Completed Summary: Your entire life has been spent in and out of hospitals because you have ESRD or kidney failure. The only thing you’ve ever known is being hooked to monitors and machines that live for you. Never straying too far from the hospital, and never really connecting with anyone. When you get the news you have a kidney waiting for you, your donor surprises you in more ways than one… and he does something for you that you can’t ever repay him for.

*The image(s) I’ve used for the reader on the cover DOES NOT reflect what the reader actually looks like*

Cat and Mouse Pairing: Steve Rogers x Female!Reader Status: In Progress Summary: Much like Bucky, you've been a toy that Hydra just loves to use. You were taken at such a young age that you were shaped into what they wanted you to be. Well, you're not doing it anymore. You escaped. You got out. But that doesn't mean you can't fall back into the monster they made you.

*The image(s) I’ve used for the reader on the cover DOES NOT reflect what the reader actually looks like*

New World Order Pairing: Zombie!Steve Rogers x Vampire!Fem!!Reader Status: In Progress Summary: When the emergency alarms sounded, you knew the world wasn’t ever going to be the same. A new dawn is approaching with a whole new set of rules. One where you and the love of your life are no longer human. Well, that’s what you thought until you figured out the cure that will save humanity.

*The image(s) I’ve used for the reader on the cover DOES NOT reflect what the reader actually looks like*

Monster Inside You Pairing: Steve Rogers x Succubus!Fem!Reader Status: On Hold Summary: One fatal mistake and your life is turned upside down. You have to live with the consequences of what happened to you, and you're not always good at controlling your urges. Still, you do your best to keep who you are while still embracing this new side to you.

The Voice Behind Karen // Part 2 Pairing: Peter Parker x Female!Reader Summary: You’re Tony Stark’s daughter and also the AI in Peter’s suit. He calls you Karen but your name is Y/N. After he discovers your secret, you two get closer.

Office Romance // Part Two Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Female!Reader Summary: You have a crush on your boss, and it's news to you when she shows you that she has one on you, too.

Pick A Side // Better Late Than Never Pairing: Steve Rogers x Stark!Fem!Reader Summary: Everyone expected you to pick your dad's side when it came to the Accords. You didn't. He kicked you out of his life. Now it's finally time to face him.

Not Allowed // Part Two Pairing: Cop!Bucky Barnes x Receptionist!Fem!Reader Summary: You go on a date with a man that Bucky doesn't approve of. He uses his power to break it up which is the best thing that could have happened to your relationship with Bucky.

Wolf in Sheep's Clothing // Part Two Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader Summary: For an entire year you've been stuck inside your mind with no escape. Never did you think you'd be in such an abusive relationship, but he won't let you leave. Not until you see an opportunity through Bucky to confess everything he's ever done to you. Will you be saved?

[anonymousewrites]

Portal to My Heart Halloween Special 2023

Loki x Reader

            “Halloween?” asked Loki, raising an eyebrow as he looked at the various spooky-theme decorations around him.

            “Yeah, it’s a human holiday,” said (Y/N). She grinned. “Oh, I mean ‘Midgardian.’ ”

            Loki rolled his eyes. “I can understand perfectly well what you’re saying without the sarcasm.”

            “Are you sure? I think it’s the only language you speak,” remarked (Y/N) impishly. “I mean, you always consider yourself so witty.”

            “If you’re quite done teasing me—”

            “Never.”

            “—you could accurately explain this holiday,” said Loki. He rolled his eyes at her, but he had a fond smile on his lips. “I take it the humans created it from All Hallow’s Eve?”

            “And I thought you told Thor you weren’t a witch,” said (Y/N), patting Loki on the shoulder. (He was, of course, it all black while on Earth). “But yeah, you’re right. Now it’s less about the pagan roots and is more about having spooky fun, dressing up in costumes, and eating candy.”

            “ ‘Spooky fun?’ ” repeated Loki.

            “Scary movies, haunted houses, that sort of thing,” said (Y/N).

            “Why would you go looking to be scared?” said Loki.

            “Why do you change into a snake and try to stab Thor?” retorted (Y/N).

            “Touche,” said Loki.

            “There are also parties,” said (Y/N). “I think Jane is hosting one with Thor. We’re invited.”

            “No.”

            “You don’t get to say no,” said (Y/N) sharply.

            “I refuse to go to a celebration hosted by that oaf. It will be full of just booze and ridiculous bragging,” said Loki.

            (Y/N) snorted. “Loki, I like to drink, and you like to show off. That sounds like the perfect party for us.”

            “I will refuse to go,” said Loki.

            “I already said we were going,” said (Y/N). “And if you back out now, everyone will know you’re cowering at home and refusing to come out.”

            Loki groaned. (Y/N) knew how to trap him in his own pride. She knew him far too well. “You’re far too cunning, darling.”

            “I know,” said (Y/N) with a pleased smile. She pecked him on the cheek, and he sighed as he resigned himself to his fate.

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            “Darling, are you nearly ready?” said Loki, standing beside the door of their apartment. He wore his traditional outfit with green and gold robes and golden horns. He didn’t see the point in dressing up anymore since he was “scary” (intimidating) enough in this.

            “Don’t rush beauty,” said (Y/N).

            “You’re always ravishing, darling,” said Loki. He smirked. “I’m sure there’s no need for you to worry.”

            “Flattery won’t make me go any faster,” responded (Y/N).

            “It was worth a try,” said Loki. Besides, it wasn’t as if he was lying. He always found (Y/N) the most attractive person in the room. She was his love, superior to all others.

            “Trust me, this will be worth the wait,” said (Y/N).

            “Are you truly trying to make yourself that frightening, my dear?” remarked Loki, amused. “I believe that would take quite a bit of work as you are just too beautiful for fear.”

            “Haven’t you heard of vampires?” said (Y/N).

            “I find them more attractive than frightening. They can’t kill me, after all,” said Loki.

            “Of course you find them attractive,” said (Y/N). She was greatly amused, and it tracked for Loki. “But, lucky for you, I didn’t go for a scary costume.”

            Loki perked up. “Oh?”

            “No, I went for something a little different.” (Y/N) stepped out of the bedroom, finally dressed and ready. She smirked as Loki started in reaction to her costume.

            She wore a long green dress with a slit up the side to reveal her leg. Black heels with gold accents peeked out from the slit of her dress. Around the sweetheart neckline and corset top, gold body jewelry hung over her exposed shoulders and neck like twining snakes. Gold ear cuffs drew attention to her face and golden eyeshadow dusted overtop a sharp black eyeliner. The most important detail of her outfit, however, were the circlet around her head supporting golden horns. (Y/N) twirled and posed, showing off the golden jewelry draped on her hands, glittering like magic.

            “How do I look?” she said, smirking.

            “You’re…me,” said Loki, staring at her. She was beautiful, and dressed in his colors and horns? She was ravishing.

            “I am,” said (Y/N). She smirked. “But I think I might look better than you, my dear Loki.”

            “I don’t dare argue with such a goddess,” said Loki, reaching out and pulling her to him.

            “What am I the god of?” said (Y/N).

            “I’d say beauty, but I hardly think such a commonplace word describes you,” said Loki, kissing her.

            (Y/N) kissed him back and smiled. “Flattering me?”

            “I’d prefer to be worshipping you,” said Loki.

            “Oh?” (Y/N) smirked challengingly.

            “A goddess like you deserves the entire world to worship you,” said Loki. “So I’ll have to work especially hard since it’s just me.”

            “Go ahead, then. Worship me, Loki,” purred (Y/N), grinning.

            Loki grinned almost wolfishly. “I’m afraid we’re going to be a bit late to the party tonight,” he murmured as he kissed (Y/N) and trailed down to her neck. His hands ran down her sides and tugged her closer.

            “I’m sure you’ll make it worth it,” said (Y/N), smiling.

            Loki sank to his knees. “But of course. My divine goddess deserves to be worshipped, after all.”

            (Y/N) smirked down at him. “Then, mewling quim, get to it. Your god commands it.”

[gaysindistress]

When Night Comes - Eighteen

Summary: Who would win in a staring contest? New York’s resident mob boss and master of the side eye Bucky Barnes or the daycare teacher who really wants to go home and smoke?

pairing: Mob!Vampire!Bucky Barnes x reader

Warnings: cursing, major character death(s) again, Alix is in this one so that's a whole warning in itself, angst, like a lot, enough that I want to give Bucky a big hug now.

Word count: 2.9k

Seventeen | masterlist

a/n: AND WE'RE DONE! When Night Comes is finished! I'm so thankful for all of the love and support as usual! I don't have anything lined up next so if anyone has any requests, send them my way! xoxo to all of my lovelies!

tag list: @cakesandtom @elizacusi-blog @unaxv @hidden-treasures21 @buckybarnessimpp @vonalyn @thebuckybarnesvault

disclaimer: credits to original creator/poster of image/gif. found on Google/Pinterest

Fear strikes into Y/N’s heart when she sees the people standing in the doorway.

Peggy, Alix, Thor, and Loki file into the room one after another while Luca and Ana Cristina grab ahold of her arms. Their grip prevents her from getting out and running however the thought barely crosses her mind. Y/N knew that even if she did manage to get out of their grasp, any one of the four traitors before her would catch her. Running for her life naked through the house while dripping water would not make for a successful escape so she stays put. Her anger replaces her fear and the boiling water feels like it has replaced the blood in her body. Whatever hate she felt for Alix increases tenfold with the help of the generational rage that has been stored in her body. She doesn’t even notice that she’s being held down anymore because she’s too focused on Alix, the creator of her nightmares and reason for her life of running. Y/N hadn’t seen this demon of a woman in five years but nothing has changed. She is still tall and lean, her long braids piled on top of her head give her a towering appearance. Her face is still somber and rigid from the years of bad deeds she’s done. She’s duller than before, thanks to the stress of trying to find Y/N but her eyes are what catches Y/N off guard. 

They’re gold. 

A yellow gold unlike before. 

The same yellow gold that a Lycan’s eyes become when they turn. 

Against her dull and lifeless face, the contrast is horrifying and gives her an inhumane like mien. That alone is enough to make Y/N break eye contact but she refuses. Even the simple act of breaking eye contact will feel like an act of submission to Alix and that is something that Y/N can not give to her. 

“There’s my baby girl,” Alix mocks her as she circles the tub like a predator stalking its prey. 

“What are you doing here?” she asks Alix. 

“Use your brain. What do YOU think I’m doing here?”

Y/N doesn’t answer right away. 

“Cat got your tongue? I’ll just tell you,” Alix says as she keeps circling Y/N, “Your little witch friends agreed to help me kill Bucky in exchange for you.”

“What do you mean in exchange for me?”

“They get to keep you since apparently you’re some important doppelgänger. I quit listening after a while.” “I thought you wanted me for yourself.”

Alix shrugs, “I did but then I found you that caught feelings for that Strigoi bastard so now I could care less what happens to you.”

Y/N chooses not to answer and when Alix is behind her again, she turns her angry eyes to Peggy who is not shy in her joy. A smirk is painted across her face and it sends a dagger right into Y/N’s heart. 

Y/N leans forward enough to make sure that Peggy knows that she is the object of her words and spits out, “How could you? After everything that Bucky has done for you, for Steve, for your son. How could you betray him like this?” Peggy’s smirk falters at the mention of her son, “That man has done nothing but cause my family pain. He’s made Steve his servant, murdered my best friend, and put my son in harm’s way too many times to count.”

“You are to blame for my murder.”

A gust of wind causes the candle’s flames to flicker and a pressure fills the room, making it feel tight and cramped.

“You were the one who was supposed to protect me and you didn’t,” Y/N says but there’s a hollow look in her eye, “You were supposed to go with me that day but you were too busy sleeping with Dorian Wright to come and that’s why I’m dead.  If you had just left Steve like you told Dorian you would then I would still be alive.”

Ana Cristina and Luca glance at each other but neither make a move. The gust of wind had been anything but normal and the two witches fear for the outcome. 

“They were after you that day, not me but you know that.”

Peggy’s eyes open wide in fear and she stumbles backward but Y/N doesn’t stop, “You used the fact that the Wright gang had tried to kill me in the past as an explanation for my death as a way to cover up your affair. You used the curse that my husband sold his soul for to cover up your affair and now you’re trying to fix your mistake via the worst plan I have ever seen. How exactly does siding with the great granddaughter of your paramour and my murderer achieve what you want?.”

Peggy goes to defend herself but Y/N will not have it and interrupts her, “How does this plan make any sense, Margaret? It most certainly won’t free you from your guilt nor will it end well for you. If it’s freedom that you’re after, THIS will end with you running for the rest of your miserable life and facing that eternity completely alone. Steve will not forgive you, your son will not remember you, Bucky will not rest until you have paid for your betrayal, and I will let you forget what you did.”

Y/N slumps forward, breathing raggedly like she had run for miles and silent tears stream down Peggy’s face. Alix, Thor, and Loki to each other for answers but none can produce one. 

“What the fuck was that?” Alix demands Ana Cristina and Luca. 

The two bring Y/N to rest against the back of the tub and exchange silent words through glances. Ana Cristina provides an answer, “It appears that Celeste used Y/N as a mouthpiece.”

“Ghosts can do that?”

“Celeste is not a ghost, she is a spirit and yes when a witch with enough power dies, they can sometimes use that power to communicate with the living or,” she looks to Peggy, “to those who are neither living nor dead.”

“Is she going to do it again?”

Ana Cristina dips her head to look at Y/N’s face, “no. Y/N is not strong enough for that. Celeste won’t risk killing her doppelgänger and angering her coven even more to get revenge on Peggy.”

“Can we hurry along with the spell? I don’t want to give her a chance to try,” Peggy mumbles as she wipes away at the tears and straightens her back. 

Ana Cristina and Luca nod before gesturing to the other two men to come forward. Thor and Loki take their place next to the tub but Y/N grips onto the cook’s arm. 

“Please don’t do this. Please…” Y/N begs her, “Please, don’t let them hurt me.”

Ana Cristina puts her hand on top of Y/N’s, “It won’t kill you, I promise.”

With that she tears Y/N’s hand away and allows Loki to take her place. All trust that Y/N had placed in her or Luca shatters and spills out of her eyes as tears race down her face. She begins to sob and thrash against the men’s grip, pleading with them to let her go and to not hurt her. Ana Cristina tells Alix to join her at the table and starts to go over her portion of the spell. 

Peggy stays pressed against the wall, still reeling over what Celestse had said to her. Any and all emotions are racing through her as she tries to process it all but one thought sticks out; if Celeste could use Y/N to say all of that, what else could she do?

The answer of what else can Celeste do comes in the form of a vision to Bucky. On their way back from dropping Natasha and Wyatt off in town, Bucky lets out a howl of agony and Steve slams on the breaks of the car. 

“What was that for?” he asks as he starts to drive again, “Are you okay?”

Bucky takes deep breaths to manage the head splitting pain, “There’s something wrong.”

“I gathered that.”

“No there’s something wrong with Y/N. I think….I think Alix is at the estate.”

Just as Steve goes to speak, he sees Yelena usher a wounded Juliette into her car. 

“You’re right. Something is very wrong.”

Bucky nods as he grimaces and looks up to see the same thing. Steve is already calling Yelena and has confirmation of the worst. 

“Yelena said that Alix is at the estate but Y/N is safe because Ana Cristina and Luca are there,” he tells Bucky. 

“That means absolutely nothing to me because we’re not there. What I want to know is why the fuck Yelena knows that.”

“She said it was a long story but that we need to get back as soon as we can.”

“Bull fucking shit it’s a long story,” Bucky sneers and rips Steve’s phone from his hands, redialing Yelena’s number, “What the fuck is going on and why do you have Juliette with you?”

“Let go of me,” Y/N howls at Loki and Thor as she uses any strength she has left to rip herself away from them, “Let fucking go of me!” “Take her out and sit her in front of me,” Ana Cristina tells the two men who do as she says. 

The entire time they are lifting her, Y/N is kicking and fighting them until she manages to kick Thor in the chest. Having the wind knocked out of him, he drops her and Loki does the same in efforts to check on his brother. She makes a run for it and makes it to the stairs but Alix is quicker and looms above her, blocking any chance to get past her. 

“Silly girl,” she mocks her once again as she grips her tight enough by the arm to leave bruises. Y/N tries her hand at fighting again and when Alix turns to chide her, she spits in her face. Alix freezes and slowly takes a deep breath. The hand leaves her arm and threads into her hair as Alix yanks her down the hall by it.

“I forgot how fucking stupid you are when you’re mad,” she mumbles as she drags Y/N back to the group. 

“Be a good girl for once and stop fighting,” she snaps before throwing Y/N to the ground at Ana Cristina’s feet. Thor and Loki stare at her in disgust while Peggy refuses to acknowledge her. Luca doesn’t meet her stare and keeps his head bowed as Ana Cristina bends down to Y/N’s level. 

In her hand she has a bowl with a red paste in it and she dips her fingers in it to draw on Y/N’s skin. She’s singing under her breath as she starts the process of tying their lives to each other but doesn’t speak to the doppelgänger otherwise, treating her as though she is just the doppelgänger and not someone who’s come to care for. 

“Please,” Y/N whispers to her as she shivers and tries to hide herself from everyone around her, “Please don’t do this.”

Ana Cristina makes eye contact for a moment but breaks it and continues to sing while adorning her with paste markings. Luca hands her various other things needed for the spell; herbs, jewelry, and other pastes. They are finally complete in their decorating when a metal headdress that is dripping with chains, jewels, and coins is placed on Y/N’s head. Her naked body is covered in runes similar to those that Bucky wears and she smells of the earth thanks to the burned bundles of herbs. 

Luca helps her to her feet albeit both reluctantly and he squeezes her hands. She glares at him and pulls her hands away, hoping that the cold shoulder will hurt him as his betrayal has hurt her. Ana Cristina steps in front of her, takes Y/N’s hand, and begins to sing even louder with Luca joining in. A similar gust of wind to before causes the candle flames to flicker and the brothers join in on the singing. The candles got completely out and Y/N let out a loud gasp. 

The candles burst back to life and the runes on her body are glowing a bright red as another voice uses her body to sing along. Alix shifts uncomfortably next to Peggy as the voice grows louder and louder until it stops. 

The witches collapse onto the ground, leaving Y/N to stand on her own as the glowing runes start to dim. She opens her eyes which are a flaming red and fixes them on the two women before her. The voice from before speaks to them.

 “Alix Wright,” it says as Y/N walks towards them, stepping over the bodies around, “Your family is disappointed in you. All that you have done in the Wright name has been for your own gain. You have forsaken your sacred oath to serve and protect Lycan. You’ve chosen a human over your siblings and now those who you brought with you are dead. Their blood is on your hands, how do you plead?”

Alix looks wildly between Peggy and Y/N, fear fresh in her yellow eyes. 

“You’ve sanctioned the murder of your siblings and now you must be held accountable, how do you plead?” the voice asks again.

“How am I supposed to have been killed?” Alix asks, anger replacing her fear as she tries to square up to her.

Y/N rolls her flaming eyes and utters Alix’s death sentence, “You are guilty. Lumină pe foc.”

Fire spills from Y/N’s body and races across the ground towards Alix, licking up and consuming her whole. Peggys lets out a scream and jumps away from a burning Alix. She tries to run towards the stairs but Bucky, Steve, Yelena, and Juliette block her way. Bucky grabs her by the throat and throws her against the wall next to them. 

“What the fuck did you do?” he growls at her as the others flock to those who are still laying on the floor. 

“She attempted to usurp your position and cover up her betrayal by taking the side of your enemy,” Y/N answers for her. 

Bucky turns to look at her and meets her stare with shock. He recognizes the voice of Celeste but the woman standing there does not look like her nor Y/N. Covered in ritualistic runes and jewelry, she reminds him more of the witches that his father warned him of and the waves of childhood fright he instilled into him come crashing back. 

“She is guilty of treachery, murder, and infidelity. How do you plead, Margaret Carter Rogers?”

With Ana Cristina in his arms, Steve yells, “Not guilty! She’s not guilty.”

Peggy takes her chance and breaks Bucky’s arm before sprinting to her husband’s side. Bucky lets out a howl of rage and pain as he resets his arm. 

Steve looks to his wife and pleads with her to say she’s not guilty but she just offers him a sad look and kisses his forehead. 

“I plead guilty.”

Y/N smiles, “So be it. Binecuvântează-ți trupul, Strogori.” 

As soon as the words leave her mouth, Y/N goes rigid and collapses on the ground while Peggy begins to choke. Bucky rushes to Y/N, cradling her burning up body in his arms and whispering words of reassurance to her. Steve, on the other hand, goes to do the same to his wife but hisses in pain when he touches her. Peggy wails and sobs in pain as her skin begins to sizzle and crosses appear in the places where her skin is unmarred. He looks to Y/N in horror and back to his wife. 

“What did she do? Make it stop, make it stop, make it stop!” he shouts and his despair awakes Ana Cristina. 

She groans and shifts in Steve’s lap which draws his attention back to her. He begs her to help Peggy but she explains that she can’t. There is no way to stop the blessing process once it’s started. His horror grows even more as Peggy’s cries grow quiet until there is nothing. 

Thor and Loki slowly sit up as Ana Cristina drags Luca closer to her. Bucky is holding Y/N against himself while Yelena and Juliette stay huddled by the doorway. Peggy’s and Alix’s bodies lay motionless as Steve stares distantly at them. 

All is still and peaceful in the room. The only sounds that can be heard are the shallow breaths of those awaking and Bucky’s whispers.

“I love you, Y/N. I have always loved you and I always will. Te iubesc, T/N. Te-am iubit mereu și o voi face mereu. Mereu și întotdeauna.” 

Mereu și întotdeauna.

Always and forever.

Always and forever means endless nights and long days for people like Y/N and Bucky. It’s a promise of love everywhere and in everything. As her breathing remains shallow and his whispers become a song, their new love does not fade but grows for it’s the only thing it can do. It’s fitting isn’t it?

His lost love coming back to him years later only for her to then suffer at his hands the same way she had before. The cycle will continue.

Always and forever 

as it means in 

this life 

or 

the next.

[pixie-skull]

Challenge, Alphabet of Crushes:

Pretty self explanatory, just list your biggest crushes of past and present to each letter. I tag @impossiblepeggy @little-bloodied-angel @geebs96 @airasora @thenamelessdoll @confettipetticoats @2009jorose @animagix101 @night130

A= Amalthea (The Last Unicorn)

B= Belle (Beauty and the Beast)

C= Christine (The Phantom of the Opera)

D= Dorian Grey (the picture of Dorian Grey)

E= Esmeralda (The Hunchback of Notre Dame)

F= Frodo (The Lord of the Rings)

G= Granger, Hermione (Harry Potter) *Emma Waston I actually like for her, the character meh, but more roles lately make me really like Emma Waston more, just Hermione was my first role I really liked her*

H= Hemidall (Thor)

I= Inara (Firefly+Serenity)

J= Jasmine (Aladdin)

K= Kala (Sense8)

L= Loki (Marvel Cinematic Universe)

M= Merlin (BBC Merlin)

N= Nomi+ Amanita (Sense8) *I could not choose one as both are amazing*

O= Original Hex Girls (Scooby-Doo! and the Witch's Ghost) *mainly Thorn (center) and Luna(right side)*

P= Padme (Star Wars)

Q= Queen of Wonderland, White Queen, or Mirana of Marmorea (Alice in Wonderland) *mostly like her for she is played by Anna Hathaway and BONUS looks like a live action Amalthea*

R= Rose (Titanic)

S= She-Hulk (1996’s Incredible Hulk: Animated Series) *Cree Summer too a crush*

T= Tara (Buffy the Vampire Slayer)

U= Underworld Persephone (Percy Jackson and the Lighting Thief)

V= Vampire Mina (Bram Stoker Dracula) *mention honestly wanted to find a way to mention Winona Ryder as such a huge crush, plus Winona in red dress so beautiful*

W= Wonder Woman (DC Comics, yet mostly Gal Gadot version)

X= Xavier, Charles (Marvel Comics, yet James McAvoy version, and yes I do not mind if someone needs a wheelchair)

Y= Yum-Yum (The Thief and the Cobbler)

Z= Zoe (Firefly+Serenity) * and Wash, as both have such an adorable relationship*

It is very apparent to me I have a type in both women and men. As well, yes, I still have major crushes on the live action character's thespian. I mean dang I was not expecting such types, but one of my friends did observe I tend to like Jewish, Middle Eastern, French, and Indian women, and men twinks XD (often Untied Kingdom). Dyed hair not picky on gender though, as a good look all around.

[dervampireprince]

ASMR | Marvel - Loki x Listener Assuring Loki His Frost Giant Form Is Beautiful [N!SFW Exclusive Patreon Preview]

[GF4A M4A] [Dom/Switch top listener] [Established relationship] [Listener genitalia not-specified so could be penetrating with their cock or a strap-on] [Jotun/Frost Giant Loki] [Shapeshifting - Loki has a vulva] [Vaginal penetration on speaker] [Insecurities] [Reverse Comfort] [Praise] [Light bratting (it's Loki, he can't help it, he's trying)]

This month's second Patreon fledgling tier exclusive spicy audio. I combined pieces of different requests for this: Rio Pornoglyph asked for "a Loki x Listener audio where both parties are very insecure about their bodies that hinders them being intimate with one another. Moreso Loki being insecure about his Jotun form, which his partner was interested in seeing." and multiple requests from previous months for submissive and/or insecure Loki.

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Custom audio commissions are open! Full public spicy audios on sound gasm (link in pinned post). 2 Exclusive spicy audios on Patreon every month. I also stream on Twitch every week @ dervampireprince . [minors + ageless blogs dni. this blog is for 18+ only.] [do not repost/reupload/edit any of my content]

[michelleleewise]

Eternity

Pairing: V!Loki x V!Female Reader x V!James

Warnings: dark themes, stabbing, blood, violence (fairly graphic) swearing, minor smut in the beginning (not graphic), allusions to breeding, forced imprisonment, humans held prisoner, attempted SA (not in detail, but be cautious please),and last but not least...man gets his "appendage" cut off. Sorry if I missed anything, let me know

Summary: the three of you decide to end things once and for all......you decide to go after Odin.....

Part nine--Finale Part one-

You kneeled down, looking out onto the compound seeing a few men here and there "where is everyone?" You asked looking at Loki "most likely inside, Odin believes himself untouchable" he scoffed looking over at you, his hand twitching as he grabbed his daggers. You turned, looking at James "are you ready love?" You asked seeing him smile "yes master, ready when you are." He said looking between you and Loki. You grabbed their hands pulling them towards you "if anything happens, I want thank you both." You said as they watched you "I was alone...lonely really when you found me, and you've shown me things I never dreamed of." You said looking between them. "I know it's only been a few months but, i..I love you, both of you." You said squeezing their hands.

They both moved closer, looking at eachother "i..I have never been good at expressing my feelings, and after..." Loki trailed off squeezing your hand "I almost lost you both that day, I know now how blessed I am, and I shall never take either of you for granted again, i love you both as well." Loki said looking at you both. "Loki, you've always known how I've felt about you, I've never denied it, and master..getting to know you has been a blessing. You have been kind and patient with me these last few months and i...I love you both too." James said looking at you both.

"James..'you whispered, cupping the back of head you pulled him to you, kissing him hard feeling his free arm wrap around your back, pressing your chest to his feeling Loki shift closer as your tongue dove past James's lips, licking into his mouth hearing him moan. You pulled back, sucking on his bottom lip seeing his pupils blown, turning your attention to Loki you felt his hand at the back of your head, pulling you to him as he nipped and sucked your bottom lip, groaning feeling his fang peirce your lip, the warm copper taste spreading across your tongue as he dominated the kiss. He pulled back, your blood on his lips as he grabbed James's head, pulling him to him, licking your lips watching Loki's tongue invade James's mouth, hearing them both moan.

"Shit.." you breathed unable to look away "ok, we better do this before I fuck you both right now." You said releasing there hands hearing Loki chuckle. "Ok, are we ready?" Loki asked as you and James nodded, pulling out your silver daggers you followed Loki, staying as low to the ground as possible, looking back to make sure James was behind you seeing him smile. You looked back up to Loki, you knew this had to be done. As long as odin was alive you would never stop running, lurking in the shadows, waiting for the next assassin...no it ended...here and now. if you had to put the blade into him yourself so be it, but he would meet his end this night.

You made it to the side of a large building, the three of you crouched down as Loki waved you to one side, and James to the other, you both nodded before slowly making your way up the side of the building. You slowly came up behind a man smoking a cigarette, not paying much attention to anything as you gripped your dagger in your hand you lept onto his back, covering his mouth as you plunged your dagger into his chest, feeling him gasp and claw at his chest as he fell to his knees, pulling your dagger out be fell face first into the mud, twitching a few times before going still. "Well, one down." You whispered, crouching back down as you made your way to the other side of the building, seeing James taking another out.

You slowly made your way across the outside of the compound, taking out any stragglers along the way meeting outside one of the smaller buildings "ok, the humans are kept in there, release them and meet me at the main building there." Loki said pointing to the large building. You grabbed James's hand looking at Loki "be careful." You whispered, seeing him nod you quietly slipped inside as Loki went off into the night. You heard voices further in the building, looking at James you raised a finger to your lips as you both crept closer, peeking around a corner you saw two large men sitting at a table playing chess, several cages lining the wall with sheets covering them. "Which one did you want?" You heard one ask "I liked the blonde, wide hips." He said making a lewd gesture making you scrunch your nose as they laughed.

You looked back at James, nodding at him as you both stood, gripping your dagger you sprinted into the room, slitting the one man's throat while plunging the other into his chest as James slid across the table, chess pieces falling to the floor kicking the other in the chest, knocking him back as he jumped on top of him, his dagger embedding in his heart. You watched him stand up, adjusting his black leather top rolling his neck, his dark brown hair grazing his shoulders when his eyes met yours, his pupils dilated as he looked at you.

"You ok?" He asked panting "yeah..you?" You asked seeing him nod "ok, let's hurry and do this and get to Loki." You said, tucking your dagger into your belt, you adjusted your tunic, smiling at the memory of your lovers helping you make it in green and black, their colors. Walking over pulling the sheets from the cages seeing women crammed into them, jumping when they saw you. "It's ok, we're here for get you out." You said holding your hands up.

"James, you Start over there." You said pointing to the last cage, seeing all the woman scoot to the back of the cages. "It's gonna be ok, I promise." You said, taking your dagger you hit the lock with the hilt breaking it off, flipping the latch open moving to the next one. You both worked together, getting all the cages open seeing the women hesitate. "Look, I know you don't trust us, I don't blame you but you need to get out of here." You said putting your dagger away "go out this door, follow the hall until you reach the door. When you get outside go left and keep running, the town isn't far from here. Stay together and stay quiet" you said grabbing James's hand you drug him behind you, making it outside you looked around before heading towards the large building, and Loki.

Loki walked into the building, slowly closing the door behind him as he strode inside, his boots echoing off the walls. "Well well, look what the cat dragged in?" He heard "fandral....where is odin" loki snapped gripping his daggers "oh he's waiting for you in there." He said pointing to a room off the to the side "if you get there that is." Fandral said laughing when several other men walked into the room. "This does not concern you, it is between me and him....leave now!" Loki yelled looking around. "I'm afraid we can't do that." Fandral said pulling a knife out. "So be it." Loki said, rushing forward he dropped down, sweeping his foot out taking Fandral 's feet out from under him, landing him on his back as he lunged for the next man, ducking a blade aimed at his head he twisted, bringing his arm back digging it into the mans chest, grabbing the next man's head, slamming it into the wall when he reached around, cutting his jugular as he dropped to the floor.

Loki turned, quickly bending barely missing the dagger thrown at his head as it lodged into the wall behind him. He looked at the man that threw it, pulling it out of the wall throwing it back at him watching it lodge into his throat as the man dropped to the floor. "Still letting them do your dirty work I see" Loki sneered, watching fandral stand up "they're replaceable." He shrugged, tensing seeing the door fly open "yours I suppose?" Fandral asked pointing to you and James "yes...they both are." Loki said seeing Volstagg and Hogun walk in "Hello old friend." Hogun said smiling "we were never friends." Loki sneered walking to stand next to you.

You looked at the three of them, sizing them up "I got the big one." You said bouncing on your feet as Loki and James turned to look at you "what?" You asked "you most certainly will not! You get fandral." Loki said sternly "the one that looks like a girl? That's not fair!" You said hearing James laugh "do not argue with me." Loki said stepping onto your space "and if i do?" You snarked smiling "Darling..." Loki trailed off as you leaned up pecking his cheek "wish me luck." You winked then sprinted forward, planting your foot on the coffee table, you pushed off landing on Volstagg's back, digging your hand into his hair you pulled his head back, your dagger pressed against his neck when he reached back, fisting your shirt he flipped you over his head, tossing you onto the coffee table, the wood splintering around you as went through it, knocking the wind out of you.

You slowly sat up coughing "still want the big one?" You heard loki say, looking over seeing him and James fighting the other two. "Don't you worry about it." You yelled, starting to stand when he grabbed your shirt, tossing you across the room like a ragdoll, hitting the wall you slumped down onto your side. You leaned up on your elbow seeing him walking towards you laughing "have you had enough?" You asked, getting to your knees looking up at him, wincing when he grabbed your hair "hmm...you may be good for something after all." He smirked reaching for his belt, hearing the metal of the buckle clink "give up now, and I may go easy on you." You smiled watching him slide his belt off "you think your in a position to make demands?" He sneered, wincing as he pulled your hair unbuttoned his pants.

You glanced over, seeing your daggers just out of reach, noticing Loki helping James fight off his guy, seeing the one Loki had on the floor motionless. "Well, you see tall dark and ugly.." you trailed off, reaching into your boot as be pulled himself out "I think im in the perfect position." You smiled, bringing the small dagger up slicing through his manhood. He released your hair, a high pitched scream leaving him as it landed on the floor, his hands shooting to his crotch as you rolled to the side, grabbing your daggers plunging them both into his chest as he dropped to his knees. "No one touches me." You growled, dragging the daggers up hearing him gurgle as blood trickled from his mouth before collapsing onto the floor.

You leaned over, putting your hands on your knees trying to catch your breath "Darling...are you ok?" You heard Loki ask. "Your late." You said, putting your daggers into your belt. "Is that.." James asked pointing to the floor "yes...yes it is." You said looking around seeing the other man on the floor. "Ok, what now?" You asked looking at Loki and James, dirt and blood caked on them as they strode closed "now...odin." loki said walking towards the door at the other side of the room. Grabbing the handle he took a deep breath "we're with you." You said, placing a hand on his shoulder, James doing the same as Loki threw the door open, revealing an empty room.

"What the..." he said, quickly going inside as you and James followed. Loki looked around at the empty desk, papers strewn everywhere when you noticed the open window, walking over you saw a figure walking towards the forest "loki!" You yelled as he ran to the window "come on, if he gets to the woods we'll never find him." He said jumping out the window. You and James looked at eachother, smiling before you dove out of the window, running as fast as you could...

A/n- graphics by: @harlequin-hangout

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