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[heartfullofleeches]

[Suggestive]

Carnis [Cow Hybrid Yan] with a lab assistant reader who was added onto the team that created the cow shortly before the project was terminated with the sole task of being a glorified babysitter for them. Assistant Reader wasn't given all the memos on what to do and not when they're around Carnis so day by day they expose the hybrid to more of their life outside of work.

Carnis likes Assistant Reader. They like them a lot. They're different from the other scientists- Carnis cares about Reader, but it's different from way they care for the one scientist they view as a mother. Their body feels... strange whenever they're near Reader. It's hot, burning - especially when Reader removes their lab coat. Carnis doesn't understand these urges- In all their twenty something years in the lab, nobodies ever told them how to deal with something like this. Reader must know- They're a smart human. The best human. Cares likes Reader a lot. They love them. Reader will help Carnis because they care about them too- They said so.

"It.. It hurts....When I think about you. I...I don't.. I don't know what's wrong with me. C...can you fix me?"

Reader knew they weren't telling Carnis about everything that goes on in the world, but this?- Carnis gets so frustrated when Reader isn't at work they take it out on the other scientists. Biting, scratching- Carnis was among the more docile hybrids until Reader was added on. They're also the hybrid with the most successful results so Reader becomes a permanent stable in the lab just to keep them happy and willing to be poked and prodded.

There's still the issue of their...needs.

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Scientist: The subject has been mostly cooperative throughout the years until you came along. They saw someone with your hair color and proceeded to bite their hand off once they realized they had the wrong person. Long story short, you need to get in there and fulfill their sexual needs before the next round of tests in an hour.

Assistant Reader: I'm not gonna do that! There's a giant window outside their bedroom!

Scientist: We'll put up some curtains.

[cryptidghostgirl]

Oooo part 2 of Aka Till Death Do Us Part (Alastor x Mad Scientist!Reader) was interesting

Loved it a lot 😭

Just imagining how reader would meet Lucifer (yes I'mma add some short king love) for the first time, whether this the ep where everyone meets him for the first time or he's just visiting is undecided.

Anyways she's a smart gal, she creates viruses, diseases, etc.. in order to destroy the human race (now demon and angel race), so she tries to befriend Lucifer

He's powerful, he could be her ticket out of the deal she was tricked into. Plus Alastor hates him so even better.

Whether the wife collector is befriending her from his hatred for Alastor (aka trying to steal his ex wife) or because he actually likes her or not is also undecided

But they become buddies, keeping her little secret while playing Alastor as this horrid creature that coerced her into a deal

She might not understand how deals function, but just like Alastor she'll find a way out of it. She won't let him interrupt her work for years again.

Another bonus of befriending Lucifer is she can try and coerce him into giving her some samples (blood, hair, skin, etc..) It'll help with the virus she's creating, along with seeing if there's any cell differences between fallen angels and normal ones.

A/N I literally love this idea. It is so on brand for her if she was tuned in with the world around her enough to realize her hanging with Lucifer even made Alastor mad. Also, not you calling Lucifer 'the wife collector,' that made me cackle.

Till Death Do Us Part pt. 3 (Alastor x Mad Scientist!Reader)

Pairing: Alastor x Reader x maybe also Lucifer a little bit if you squint

Previous Parts:

Till Death Do Us Part (Alastor x Mad Scientist!Reader)

Till Death Do Us Part pt. 2

Warnings: I am not a woman nor am I in stem (but an enby in history) so pls be kind about the fact that I don't understand science. Angst, abusive/unhealthy relationship, possessive Alastor. It's not love but its certainly something.

Word Count: 2,176

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Idle hands are the devil's playthings, wasn't that how the expression went?

It had been a month since that fateful day Y/n had struck a deal with Alastor, tying her to his side once again. She railed against it, fought valiantly, but there was no escaping the constraints of the contract. Never allowed a moment to herself, Y/n's life became a series of involvement in group activities she hated and chastisements from Alastor. She sat at his feet, the collar hanging heavy around her neck as a sort of twisted crown in his eyes. The Radio Demon and his wife, his queen, his prisoner.

She was never allowed out of his sight, Alastor even forcing her to stay in the same room as him, to sleep in the same bed. It was nothing Y/n had any sort of frame of reference for. He had never been like this in life, she had never experienced this sort of metaphorical suffocation. Y/n was adrift, the world a confusing blur around her. Every time she tried to make sense of it, thought she had figured out some small aspect, he changed it all again and left her in a lurch that sent her mind spiraling into unformed chaos.

Even when she managed somehow to stole a spare moment, was able to sneak away to her lab of a room, Alastor found her and dragged her out again. Y/n's continual protests and pleas to be allowed to continue her work, for him to hold up his end of the bargain and deliver her an angel, fell on deaf ears or were merely met with a solitary, fragile 'soon.' For all this time, Y/n had thought Hell to be misrepresented. She had found a true Heaven in Pentagram City, a safe haven, a salve. Now, she knew the true meaning of suffering.

It was different than she had expected. To suffer had always been something physical in her eyes. It had been her victims writhing in pain, it had been the sharp oppression of a world filled with human life. Never had she thought being trapped in her own mind like this could be a curse, rather than a blessed moment of reprieve.

Idle hands are the devil's playthings, wasn't that how the expression went? Y/n's hands were most certainly idle, all she needed was the devil to play with them.

It was just her luck when Lucifer showed up at the hotel, intent on visiting his daughter. Y/n was never the most observant but, since being tricked into selling her soul to Alastor, had become quite wary and watchful of him. It did not escape her notice the way his stance tightened and his eye twitched the minute the King of Hell threw himself through the hotel's double doors and into Charlie's arms.

Y/n watched the interaction carefully from where she sat lazily on the table beside Angel Dust and Sir Pentious. There were exactly three thoughts in her mind. The first was that it was useful to know Alastor hated the man. The second was that Lucifer was standing right before her eyes. He was powerful, maybe powerful enough to get her out of the sticky situation she currently found herself to be in. Not only that, but he was once an angel. This was the most important of the three thoughts, completely eclipsing the other two as soon as they reared their heads. Not quite the real deal but, potentially useful none the less. Getting close to him could mean getting one step closer to her goals. Silently, she slipped down from the table and began to approach the grouping of demons.

With a carful step, she sidled up behind them. Softly, she raised a hand to the back of Lucifer's head, to where his hair peaked out from beneath the edges of his hat. The excitement that rose in her chest was quickly stifled as Lucifer spun around.

"Charlie!" he exclaimed, "Why don't you introduce me to some of your other fr- oh!"

Y/n froze, her hand still raised. She opened her mouth to speak but the words caught in her throat once she caught the glare Alastor was sending her way. Letting out a nervous chuckle, Y/n's hands fell to her sides, clasping behind her back.

"Uh..." Lucifer turned to his daughter, his eyebrows raised.

"Oh, don't mind Y/n," Charlie awkwardly tittered, stepping forward, "she is always a bit... odd but, she is actually our newest guest!"

"Uh-huh." Lucifer nodded, his eyes moving back to Y/n and examining her features carefully, "Well, it is nice to be meeting you."

Lucifer stuck out his hand for Y/n to shake but the demon just eyed it warily. The furtive glance she shot Alastor behind his back, and the subtle nod he gave in return, did not escape Lucifer's notice. With another distasteful glance towards his hand, Y/n raised part of her hair up and took it, shaking it firmly.

Lucifer's confusion only seemed to grow as he looked down towards the point of connection.

"Um... okay, then." he hummed in thought as she released his hand.

It was when Alastor went out to solve the problem Mimzy had caused that Lucifer took his chance. All the while, as Mimzy had blathered on to Y/n about the 'good old days' and the shared aspects of their pasts, as soon as the tour of the hotel had ended, she had watched him. Observance was not, however, in her nature. It completely had escaped her notice that, all the while, Lucifer had been watching her as well.

The demon herself was nothing of import. She was strange and unrefined and, to be honest, deeply disconcerting to him in a number of ways. It was the thing lurking beneath it all that caught his attention. There was something going on between that girl and the Radio Demon and Lucifer didn't trust either of them. He may have thought Charlie's dreams to be in vain, known from his own experience how fruitless her project would turn out to be, but that didn't stop him from doing what it took to keep his little girl safe.

Lucifer sidled up beside the girl where she stood, watching the carnage Alastor wreaked with a vague sense of disinterest.

"So, you have a deal with the Radio Demon."

It was a statement, not a question. It was an accusation. Y/n shot into the air in surprise, not having noticed his presence beside her. With wide, analytical eyes, she turned to face him.

"With Alastor?"

"Yep."

"How could you tell?" she asked, leaning forward in curiosity.

"What are you two planning."

Another subtle command that went right over Y/n's head. She sighed, crossing her arms.

"I'm planning world destruction. He wants me to be his wife again and tricked me into this whole..." she waved her hands wildly through the air, "situation."

Lucifer didn't know whether to laugh or to take her out right there. Instead, he shook his head, opting to state in mild shock:

"Married? Again?"

"Yeah. I forced him to when we were alive so people would leave me alone and I'd have some human test subjects for my work. Let me tell you: not my favorite experiment I have ever conducted."

"I..." Lucifer was flabbergasted, struck into silence.

"So he tricked me into a deal. I was hiding from him for decades down here. One little slip up was all it took." she playfully used her hair to hit the side of her head, "Stupid Y/n."

"Where does the again part fit in?"

Y/n raised her eyebrows.

"Really? Why is that the part I have to explain to everyone. I mean, logically, it just doesn't make sense. That should be the question on the bottom of someones list. It shouldn't even be a question."

"Did you get a divorce?"

"In 1930? No. Even I knew that wasn't really an option. I married him to stop people talking, not start it. Besides, he wasn't this much of a bother when we were alive."

"So..." Lucifer prompted after a moment.

"Till death do us part?"

"Ah."

He really did laugh now. Just a light chuckle. Y/n smiled in appreciation.

"There you go. Now, how did you know? About the deal, I mean. Also, why do you guys hate each other so much? I thought you had never met before? And oh! Ohohoh! Also, can I have some of your hair."

Lucifer scoffed, his arms falling loosely from where he had crossed them over his chest to his sides. Charlie had been right, Y/n certainly was odd.

"My hair?"

Y/n nodded her head eagerly. When he gave no response, a concentrated and slightly confused expression flitted across her face. As if struck by a sudden inspiration, she regained her composure once again.

"Oh, yeah. I'm supposed to say 'please' when I ask for stuff. Al always said it was proper manners but I think its just a waste of time to be perfectly honest. It's still the same request, the same outcome. Doesn't really change anything. Why would one word make someone give a totally different answer? I mean, it's just foolish really. Anyway," she cleared her throat, "can I please have some of your hair?"

"I..." Lucifer raised a hand to his forehead, rubbing his temples, "why?"

"Because you're a fallen angel?" Y/n replied as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, "And I want to see what that means?"

Before Lucifer could reply, Alastor stepped back into the lobby, straightening his jacket.

"What a show!" Angel exclaimed, applauding dramatically.

Alastor tipped his head to the side in recognition, his eyes surveying the room. When they fell on Lucifer and Y/n in the corner, his gaze hardened. Y/n payed the commotion no mind. Lucifer, on the other hand, grinned.

"I have a proposal." he hummed, turning back to Y/n.

She narrowed her eyes in sudden doubt.

"You don't like Alastor very much, do you?"

"No...? Of course I don't!" Y/n replied in exasperation, "All he does is keep me from doing my work and drag me around by that stupid chain like a dog. It hurts my neck and..." her voice grew softer and she looked away, fixing her eyes on her interlaced fingers, "and I feel like he's trying to force me into the shape of something I'm not. It's... it's like wearing shoes that are four sizes two small on a twenty mile hike."

Lucifer laughed.

"Well, that certainly is... descriptive. How about we make a deal?"

Her head shot up, her narrowed eyes meeting his once again.

"You're not going to just take my soul like he did, are you?"

"No, of course not my dear. Only lesser demons like him need to do that in order to feel strong, to maintain some sort of power, to get what they want." Lucfier enunciated the last four words sharply, the syllables like needles, "I'm simply offering an exchange."

"That's what he said too."

Lucifer raised his hands to show he meant no harm.

"Look, we don't even have to shake on it. I will give you some of... some of my hair or... whatever... and you will help me get on his nerves, take him down a notch. Who the Hell knows, that might even help you too."

Y/n was silent in thought for a moment. She did want the hair and messing with Alastor seemed all too appealing. Still, there was something eating away at her.

"Would you..." she lifted herself up to Lucifer's eye level with her hair.

Y/n wasn't that much shorter than the king of Hell, just a couple inches. Those couple inches certainly made a difference. Lucifer could have sworn there was a literally electrical spark in the darkness of her eyes.

"You're powerful, yes? King of Hell and all?"

Lucifer nodded.

"Would you be able to help me figure out a way out of this mess?"

It was Lucifer's turn to think now as he mulled the idea over in his mind. Sure, theoretically he probably could but, he had never tried to break another demon's deal and even past that, he didn't know if he wanted to. Y/n was disarming, strange, had mentioned wanting to destroy the world. Lucifer didn't know her well enough to gage if there was any real risk and Alastor seemed to have her on more than a metaphorical leash.

"Maybe." he admitted, deciding on the path of least resistance, the one where he could try and succeed or pretend it was an unknown impossibility all along, "I don't know."

In some strange way, there was something stable about the man before her. Alastor was unpredictable, had sent her life spinning. Lucifer felt safe.

"Good enough for me!" Y/n smiled brightly, "I look forward to working with you."

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Writing this made me really want to do a Lucifer fic with the idle hands thing.

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The Green Dress

Loki x Fem. Reader (no y/n)

Wow hi everyone, I can't say I ever thought I would be doing this, but I've written something! I've been an avid reader for a few years now and have finally convinced myself to give it a shot. Any constructive criticism is more than welcome, but please do bear in mind this is the first thing I've written since year 8 English that isn't an academic paper of sorts. Anyway I hope you enjoy!

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Description: When Stark invites you last minute to one of his infamous parties, you've not got many options on hand to wear until Nat suggests you wear the green dress you had bought months ago. Perhaps it will be enough to inspire a certain god to finally make his move.

w/c: 4.2k whoops I didn't intend for it to be nearly this long

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“How many times do I need to tell you that you absolutely can not do that Stark!” You exclaimed in exasperation over the cluttered lab table once more.

“But if I just ignored that little thing-” the glare you sent from over the top of your glasses quickly shut his remark down before it could continue any further. Looking contrite, but rather worryingly still determined, Stark pushed back from the table, going slightly further than expected in his chair and trying to style it out as intentional as he almost collided into several rather important projects. 

“Well since you’ve thoroughly pooped on that party Brainiac, I’m declaring we call it a day here, and hey speaking of parties, you are coming later aren’t you?” He asked whilst trying not to fall of his chair and catching a rather dangerous looking item falling off one of the nearby tables he had knocked into. 

A wave of panic washed through you at the mention of the event later; you had been hoping that as no one had specifically invited you to it, only mentioned it in passing, that you would be able to give it a miss unnoticed. It wasn’t that you disliked Starks events or even parties in general, you just happened to be aware of who else would be there and definitely couldn’t trust yourself to keep up a front with the copious alcohol that would no doubt find its way into your system. Not that you were totally innocent in how it found its way there. You had been hoping to avoid a direct invitation like this, purely because you had a real issue saying no to people, especially those you liked and admired. It was because of this, and only this - not the fact you would get to see Loki in one of his impeccably tailored suits again as a helpful voice in your head supplied, that you found yourself blurting out the following. 

“Uh yeah sure, of course, wouldn’t miss it for the world boss!” 

You had hoped that it had come out in a convincing tone, but the slight frown emerging on Starks face said otherwise. However, as quick as it had appeared on his face it was gone, replaced by a trademark smile as he slapped his thighs and stood.

“Well then, you better be off to prepare and polish your elbows, or whatever it is you ladies manage to do to fill so much time getting ready before these events,” his face quickly faltered after realising what he had actually just said and quickly followed up with “not saying of course that it isn’t absolutely worth it, especially if Pepper asks”. 

In an effort to allow Tony to leave the interaction without digging himself an even deeper hole, you stood too, gathering your bag as you went, giving a slightly awkward wave over your shoulder as you walked out the door. 

It was only when you made it back to your room upstairs that you fully understood what you had actually agreed to. Not only were you going to have to be in the same room as Loki, desperately trying to hide your feelings towards him, whilst watching him flirt with practically everyone in attendance, but also work out what the hell you were going to wear to a party at such short notice. Unlike many of the other inhabitants of the tower, your wardrobe wasn’t exactly equipped for these kinds of events. You had always preferred to skip out on anything that required this level of formal wear, the comfort of your staple jeans and a hoody was something you had always chosen over the tighter fitting, more formal attire required at Stark’s parties. 

In a somewhat unhelpful move, you decided that putting off the outfit dilemma was the best course of action, as a frantic full-body shower was needed, and of course there was no point choosing an outfit before you’d done your hair and makeup after the shower as well. You had told yourself that the outfit choices could be mulled over during this time as well, but realistically knew that you were just lying to yourself and would inevitably put it off until the last moment. 

A frantic search of your wardrobe, which involved many an outfit being taken out, only to be thrown into the rejection pile on the floor moments later, left you coming up short and in the middle of a ring of discarded outfits whilst still in just your towel. You sank to the floor, just staring despondently at the chaos around you, contemplating whether Tony would actually notice if you didn’t go after all. 

It was in that state exactly that Nat found you minutes later after she had knocked, not waited for an answer and entered anyway, only to stop in her tracks and abandon whatever purpose she had come with upon seeing you in such a state. 

“Well that outfit is sure to grab everyone’s attention, not what I would choose personally but good for you girl!” Nat said with a smirk, leaning on your doorframe.

“Don’t even start with that right now, I wasn’t planning on going to this until and hour ago, and I appear to have greatly underestimated my wardrobe deficiencies. Some actual help right now would be greatly appreciated.” Your reply came from the floor, all hope of being able to avoid Stark’s shindig fading with the sound of the door closing behind Natasha. 

“I’m sure your so called deficiency isn’t nearly as bad as you’re making it out to be,” her voice somewhat muffled as she rooted through what was left of your clothes in you’re wardrobe. 

“I mean look right here, what was wrong with this option, it’s even green, perfect to catch you-know-who’s attention!” The smile on her face dropped when she turned to face you, brandishing the green dress you had bought months ago on a whim when out with some friends, only to realise you would never be comfortable enough to wear it out in public when you had tried it on at home later that evening. 

“Woah, what’s so wrong with this one that it makes you pull that face? It’s a stunning dress I can’t see what you could possibly have against this one, its perfect for tonight.” Nat questioned with a confused frown, after seeing the vehement refusal on your face at the suggestion. 

“It is a beautiful dress, just not on me, I don’t-” before you could even finish the thought, Nat had pulled you up, and was pushing you quite forcefully back towards the bathroom, throwing you in there along with the dress and your raciest, laciest underwear that you hadn’t even seen her grab.

“I’m not even going to dignify that with a response, you should know better than to speak like that about one of my closest friends by now, by the time I’m back after getting changed myself, I want you wearing that dress so I can prove to you how wrong you are when you see everyone’s faces when we walk in later” Nate reply was somewhat muffled behind the bathroom door, but the fierceness, and her love for you, was still conveyed perfectly through the wood. 

“Besides if it truly makes you feel that bad after wearing it tonight, we’ll burn it together tomorrow, I’m not having you keeping it if its going to make you feel this way whenever you see it.” The finality in her tone and promise of being able to get rid of the thing tomorrow was enough to get you to follow her orders, that alongside the fact that you were still rather scared of her, even after having been friends with her for a few years now. 

With Natasha momentarily gone, it gave you the chance to ruminate in your thoughts, the dress was truly stunning, a deep emerald green that displayed your decolletage beautifully, with a daring slit from ankle to high up on your thigh. While you could see that the dress itself was objectively great, when it was you wearing it, it didn’t seem that way anymore. Instead of being able to focus on all of the ways it could highlight your beauty, all you could see was the way the closer fit of the dress clung to your stomach slightly, and how the slit showed off your thighs, and just seemed to emphasise how big they were. 

It was in this downward spiral that Nat found you in upon her return, a frown once again set on her face as when she saw the malice behind your eyes, directed solely at yourself. 

The way you could only ever focus on the parts of yourself that you saw as problems had always hurt Natasha, and how it impacted the way you behaved as well. It wasn’t just a matter of wearing baggier clothes that covered your insecurities, but the way you let it decide where you belonged socially. She was intimately familiar with your growing feelings towards a certain god of mischief who had taken up residence in the tower little over a year earlier, but also with your pessimistic view towards your chances of the feelings being reciprocated. Ever since you had realised that your feelings were more than that of just friendship you had immediately resigned yourself to remaining in the friend zone, refusing to believe that he would ever see you as something more because “he’s a god and I’m, well, I mean just look at me.” Nat had tried countless times to reassure you that the way you saw yourself, was not in fact the way others saw you, but had also at this point come to the understanding that your self perception wasn’t based in logic, and reasoning as such wasn’t going to make enough of an impact to change how you saw yourself. 

It was with this in mind that she approached you, an arm reaching round you and pulling you into her side for a hug, while smiling at you in the mirror, before grabbing your hand and pulling you out of your room and to the party on the floor above. 

Your outfit dilemma had delayed the two of you a little, so when you arrived upstairs, the party was already in full swing; with music blaring and alcohol clearly flowing freely if the state that some of the guests were in already was any indication. As such you were easily able to slip in behind Natasha unnoticed, before heading straight over to the bar, feeling the need to indulge a little more than normal tonight. 

From your vantage point at the bar up on the mezzanine, you could see almost all of the goings on down below you, from Lang absolutely busting it up on the dance floor to Tony trailing around after Pepper, seemingly trying to make up for something that was undoubtedly his fault, but wasn’t actually remorseful for. Unfortunately it also meant that you had the perfect view of Loki and his apparent flavour of the night. Despite knowing how unproductive it was, you found yourself comparing yourself to her, noting all the ways she was traditionally attractive, only to seemingly find yourself lacking in the same places in comparison. Even though you had accepted months ago that Loki was never going to reciprocate your feelings, and having desperately tried to allocate him into the friend box in your head unsuccessfully, it still hurt deeply to see him so close with other women, knowing what he would be doing with them that night, only to move on to the next when it suited him. 

This knowledge had one advantage for you though, it had made it much easier for you to become friends with the god. As you knew nothing romantic was ever going to happen between the two of you, you had found it that much easier to relax and joke around him, even going as far to return his flirty remarks, as there was no pressure behind it for you, and the potential embarrassment behind behaving more boldly was removed. Since he flirted with everyone that way, it obviously didn’t mean anything to him, so it made it much easier for you to jokingly flirt back. It was because of this new found confidence, that you had struck up a strong friendship with the god and had come to call him one of your closest friends. It had only added to your mental torture.

After a few more self indulgent moments, agonising a little more over what could have been you turned to the bartender, and took another drink with a polite thanks and a smile before deciding that even if you did still regret coming, and especially wearing the dress, you were going to make the most of the evening. Besides how many people could say they got to drink and dance with the avengers, who they were friends with. 

It was with this new found resilience that you stood from your place and made your way down to the dance floor, having caught Nat and Wanda’s eyes before and been summoned. 

The next few hours passes in a slight blur of laughter and dancing for you, after a few, chaotic but incredibly fun dances with Nat and Wanda some of the other men began to join in, requesting a dance with you. Between the fun of teaching Steve how people actually danced in clubs now alongside Nat, and Bucky whirling you round the floor like an absolute professional - after complementing your outfit for the evening with an all too knowing look, you had almost forgotten about your preconceptions for the evening, but whenever you danced with one of the men, however gracious and smooth they were, you couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like if it were Loki instead of them; comparing the feel of their hand on your back to what you had imagined Loki’s would be like if he were there instead. 

Just when you were about to take a break from dancing, a slightly cooler hand came to rest on your back, as its owner leant down to speak into your ear over the music.

“Darling, I think its about time we show them how its really done don’t you?”

The feeling of his breath over your neck as he leant in closer sent a jolt down your spine, that you were almost certain he must have felt in his hand, still placed firmly in the middle of your back, exactly where you had imagined it being all night. 

Quickly composing yourself, you managed a somewhat natural reply, rather impressed with your own neurones for still being able to function at least somewhat normally whilst Loki was so close to you, having not moved away under the pretence of needing to be closer to be able to hear you over the music.

“Ah of course your majesty, I’m sure us mere mortals couldn’t possibly live up to the prowess of a god”

His low reply was barely heard over the thumping of the bass, in a way that made you question whether he had actually intended for your to hear it, if it wasn’t for the sly wink he sent towards you after.

“Yes I find that is the case in many areas darling, especially when it comes to moving their bodies”

The raised eyebrow you gave in reply expressed all you needed him to know, and covered for the fact that your mind had been sent in a downward spiral imagining his trademark snake hips dance move, in areas other than the dance floor. 

Whilst you were somewhat distracted in your thoughts, he moved the hand from your back to loop his arm round your waist and bring you back into the middle of the dance floor, beginning to sensually move his hips and draw you into to him to do the same. 

What you didn’t know was that Loki and been subtly watching you all evening, ever since you had walked in the door, many may not have noticed your entrance behind the Black Widow, but at this point Loki’s body was finely attuned to your presence and he hadn’t been able to draw his sight away from you for more than a few seconds at a time. You were wearing his colours. His green. But it wasn’t just your choice in attire tonight that had drawn his attention, as delightful as that dress was, you’d had it for many months before this point. Initially you had been a curiosity to Loki, kind to him when many others weren’t immediately following his return to Midgard, but after talking to you the first few times it was your intelligence that had captured Loki’s heart. He had found you to be one of the few midgardians to match his voracious appetite for knowledge, both in reading and in your chosen profession as a biologist working alongside Stark and Banner, but much less insufferable than the other two. 

When Loki had first come to terms with his interest in you, he had thought his subtle flirtations would be enough to alert you to his intentions, but when these failed to elicit any kind of response from you he had slowly become more and more bold with his innuendoes and flirtatious comments when in your presence. At first he had thought he was finally getting somewhere with you when you had began to match him in conversations, but when you made no sign of anything more, he had found himself stumped. At one point he had even stooped so low as to flirt with others in your presence in the hope that it would inspire enough jealously within you to reveal your feelings towards him, alas it did not work. No one had ever taken this long to fall victim to his seduction. He had admitted to himself that this time was different to his previous experiences as truly desired more with you than just a roll in the bed, not to say that did not also desire that with you, he had thought about that extensively, but he was not sure how to progress from here. 

When you had walked in tonight though, looking exquisite in his colours he had decided that enough was enough, tonight he was going to finally bite the bullet and just ask you outright if you would be with him. It was not a decision that he had come to lightly, but he had finally come to the realisation that if he wanted something to happen he was going to have to do something about it for himself. 

You didn’t know whether Loki had bribed the DJ before approaching you, or it was a shear unfortunate coincidence but as you continued dancing, each song seemed to get progressively dirtier and more sensual. This combined with finally dancing with him after having imagined it all night, the enticing smell of him from being in such close proximity, and the one or two drinks you’d had early were practically sending you into an early death.

Simultaneously Loki was experiencing a similar issue, when she wasn’t looking, Loki found his eyes being drawn from her face down to her chest, which with his height he had a fabulous view down, and combined with the lyrics and music he hands had seemingly began to move of his own accord and were veering dangerously further south. He decided he needed to do something soon, or he was going to have a very hard time of it.

As he leant down once again to speak into your ear, your breath hitched ever so slightly, and a faint flush bloomed across your cheeks- a fact that didn’t go entirely unnoticed by the god, and one that made his own pulse race. All hope that you felt the same way as him was not lost.

“Are you alright there darling? You’re looking awfully flushed. You’re not too warm in here are you?”

You had barely managed to stutter out what you could only imagine would have been a terrible excuse before he continued;

“Unless of course it is for the same reason as I.”

The hope that formed in your chest from the one sentence alone caused you to whip your head up, needing to search his gaze to see if he was really implying what you thought he was, surely he couldn’t be, there was no way that he could have felt the same way towards you as you did to him. Before you could continue with your self deprecation, he interrupted your thoughts once again;

“Now now darling stop that immediately, I can tell you are already overthinking this before I have even truly started. I do not know what it is that makes you doubt yourself so, but you must know that whatever it is I do not share that same belief.”

You held his breath as he said this, still not truly believing that this could be going where you wished it was, but not daring to do anything to break the spell just yet

“I was almost sure you would have known by now, but apparently I have not been clear enough in my appreciation or my advances towards you. I very much like you min elskling, you have well and truly captivated me heart and mind, body and soul. I would be honoured if you wished to court me, or as I believe you mortals say, go on a date with me” Loki finished with a release of breath, like saying all that had released a burden from upon his chest and he could finally breath deeply again now it was done.

You just stood there frozen in the middle of the dance floor, unsure if what you had heard was really happening, surely this was all some wonderful fever induced dream, and you were going to wake up face down on one of the desks in the lab any moment. 

However Loki was reading your silence as rejection, and the insecurities that he had previously pushed aside were starting to flood back.

“Of course darling, if you do not feel the same then, I would be more than happy to just remain as friends,” it was of course a lie, but one that he would guard closely if that were the case, as he would never want for you to feel guilty for making an honest decision, and would much rather keep your friendship than not have you in his life at all.

“And I can completely understand why of course if you do not return my feelings, after all with my heritage I know-” before he could finish his sentence though you had reached up and pulled his face down to your height, before promptly pushing your mouth onto his in a scorching kiss. In the time Loki had began to panic and ramble, it had finally registered what Loki had been saying, and that it was in fact real, so before he could spiral any further you had to display your feelings towards him, and this had seemed like the most direct course of action.

After a brief moment in which Loki’s brain had to catch up to what was actually going on right now, he swiftly took charge of the kiss, both of you melting into it, especially as Loki opened his mouth to let he tongue dance along your lips before slowly meeting your own. At the same time, Lokis hands began to wander more actively, finally sliding that last little distance down to your behind, which he grasped firmly before sliding one hand down to bring your leg up and round his hip, letting you feel exactly what you were doing to him. Your own hands had found their way into his silky hair, finally fulfilling the desire you had held for many months to feel what it was like between your fingers, and when you gave it a gentle tug in the passion of the moment, a low growl made its way up Lokis throat, only enticing you in further. 

It was only as a few wolf whistles broke through your bubble that you remembered exactly where you both were and that it was perhaps not the best place for what was clearly on its way to happening. It was with the same thought that Loki took your hand and began leading you out of the room, stopping only briefly first to growl lowly into your ear “we need to leave now darling, don’t you agree?” Before nipping your earlobe and pulling back to grin at you. 

With absolutely no objections, and no subtlety either, you nodded before taking the lead taking you both in the direction your room, before stopping to remember the state you had left it in before the party in your distress to find an outfit. You blushed at the memory and changed direction slightly to lead you both to his rooms instead. Loki however took no notice, or simply did not care for the slight moment of hesitation, as at this point he didn’t particularly care where you were headed as long as it was close by, you were finally his and now it was time for him to claim you as such. 

Part Two here:

Thank you so much for reading if you made it this far! Please do let me know what you think x

[sky-high-standards]

Yandere Creature x Mad Scientist reader

This is not one of my greatest stories REQUESTS ARE OPEN

(This is set in medieval times and reader is kind of like Frankenstein its my weirdest story right now)

You always loved science and were very curious about the world which is why you became a scientist but you where most curious about how the body worked.

You worked a lot with the hospital and you studied the patients there and found a way to identify sicknesses which helped the doctors in many ways.

Pretty soon you wanted to learn more about the bodies and started to study the bodies of animals and preformed surgery on them and sometimes created hybrids of different animals and the towns people did not like this.

The one person who supported you was you best friend Thompson but unfortunately he died of unknown causes and you were devastated and driven mad with grief you decided to bring him back using science.

You asked for Thompsons body and the hospital agreed due to the help you have given them but you needed more bodies for this experiment so you spoke with families and surprisingly they allowed you to dig up the graves.

Ounce you had done you joined all the limbs and preformed your most difficult surgery yet.

Then it was time to pull the lever and after 5000 volts of electricity your creature was alive ounce it sat up you ran over and gave it a hug unfortunately your creation had the mind of a baby and you had to teach it everything you knew.

You had cared for the creature for about a year but you didn't know your creation had grown romantic feelings towards you.

Your clingy little monster always patiently waited for you to come home at the door and daydreamed about you with every passing second.

Your creature was also incredibly scared that one day you would walk out that door and never come back and he would jump for joy when you came home and would cling onto you when you tried to leave.

At some point the hospital wanted to know what you did with that body and came to your home only to be greeted by an incredibly tall creature covered in stiches, they immediately run out and gather a angry mob to kill the monster and the person who mad it.

When you saw the angry mob you were about to accept your fate when you were suddenly your creation killed everyone in the mob in under a minute it was the most horrifying thing you had ever seen in you life and you had never felt this scared before.

When it turned to you it gave you a crazed smile and said "They try to hurt master me hurt them instead" he then caressed your cheek with his bloodstained hand.

You would've never thought your gentle creature would turn out to be a monster.

[your-neighbor-in-the-northblue]

Zoro With A Scientist!Reader

➼ Word Count » 0.4k ➼ Warnings » None ➼ Genre » Romantic/Platonic

Zoro's not a very intellect-focused man, preferring to do anything other than discover things, and he'll tell you as much. Although, he can't help but wonder what exactly it is you do when you're working.

There are many times when you'll find him lying down in the same room as you. He'll watch you tinker with the different vials until he falls asleep.

It always feels as though he's just leaning over your shoulder when you work, just trying to make sense of the writing in your notebook or what the symbols that are seemingly scattered everywhere mean.

He's always asking stupid questions, but you try to keep an open mind.

You asked him once if he wanted to help dissect one of Ussop's plants with you, just to see what it was that made them so violent, and he agreed. (he cut it too harshly causing you both to have to start over)

Zoro's a lot better when it comes to organizing things. He's always so gentle with your jars and doesn't mind placing or grabbing them off the taller shelves in your lab.

He really likes wearing the lab coats. They remind him of his usual kimono. He also wears his Skypeia goggles because he thinks they're sorta science-y

He finds the way you fight to be really intriguing with how seamlessly it is for you to invent chemical-based weapons or technology that helps you move more easily.

"Ew, this smells like Sanji."

Whenever he gets injured, he always manages to find a way to sneak out of the clinic and into your lab, asking if there is anything you want to test before he fully healed. You obviously shoo him back to Chopper and tell him he's being stupid, but you gotta appreciate the determination to your cause.

Zoro's always offering Sanji up to be used as a subject and, if you're a girl, Sanji will fully attest to it being true.

He's like a cat in the sense that he'll bring you dead animals for you to inspect. He's not entirely sure what it is you do, but he's here to support you in the one way he knows he can.

He'll follow you around whenever you're stopped at an island to help gather and carry whatever resources you need.

There was one time he was messing around with some of the compounds while you worked at the microscope, and he ended up pouring some of his alcohol into the beaker to see what would happen. (he caught on fire)

He's not the brightest person to have aimlessly following you around, but you suppose it could be worse.

[miguelswifey04]

I hope this isn’t a weird request but could I request a Miguel x scientist! Or assistant reader and the plot is basically where the Spidey squad (hobie,pavitr,miles,Gwen) has to go on this week long mission assigned by Miguel but since miles got grounded he can’t go and it’s this big joke with the spidey squad and so reader overheard and have this goofy plan where she’ll try to bribe miles’s parents and ask them to give him a week off under the basis that she’s his mentor at school and miles has to go on a “science competition” to which the plan worked and miles could go. Long story short the mission was a success, and after the squad comes back miles spots miguel and reader talking and suddenly goes up to reader and hugs reader and goes “thank you mom!” To Miguel’s shock and reader’s embarrassment😭 and the squad basically teases both reader and miguel and it ends lightheartedly haha

STOP THIS IS SO CUTE & CREATIVE!! THIS IS LOWK SHORT BUT HERE <33

“what do you mean you are grounded?” miguel questioned miles as he furrowed his eyebrows. miguel had assigned the squad on a mission to capture an anomaly but he has been hit by miles`predicament. miguel was concerned but at the same time curious as to why his parents had grounded miles. miles awkwardly flashes him a smile as he was rubbing the nape of his neck thinking about how he will go about this. gwen, pavitr, hobie, and margo all glanced at miguel then back at miles waiting to hear miles out. “well, you see the thing is, um, my parents are mad at me because i keep disappearing without letting them know of my whereabouts.” he confessed awkwardly as he swayed his body back and forth a bit on his heels hoping miguel wouldn`t chew him out for it. miguel sighed understanding how his parents must feel that their own son isn’t around but nonetheless miles is a spider-man and he has an obligation to fulfill.

“miles, i understand that but you do know you have an obligation to fulfill. figure something out-“ miguel was soon caught off as you made your grand entrance into the control room. miguel’s eyes lingered on your figure at the way your white doctor`s coat accentuated your curves as you adjust your black glasses that have been slipping off your crooked nose. your black curls lulled in every step of the way. “hi miles! i heard you from a mile away. sorry bout you being grounded. though, i think i can help you get out of that little predicament of yours!” miguel kept quiet observing your every move. the rest of the gang took notice of that, hobie being vocal as it is called him out on it.

“you can’t just be checking anyone out like that especially our most promising scientist.”

“right, you know its disrespectful to stare.” gwen vocalized as pavitr and margo laughed. it was evident to all five of them that miguel probably has a thing for you. they knew you were very pretty and smart at that too. you were pretty much the beauty and the brains. you kept everyone on their toes and very witty at that. “cut it out. all of you!” miguel’s voice boomed with authority it kind of startled the gang which made everyone shut up instinctively. hobie ignored miguel and continued to talk to pavitr, gwen, and margo. you couldn’t help but burst off laughing, finding everyone’s antics endearing. as you strolled onto the platform where miles and miguel were you were busy fixing your lab coat as you smiled at miguel placing a hand on miles` shoulder, “i got this.” miles beamed as he always had trustednyour judgement and that brain of yours to muster up whatever solutions needed to be solved. miguel’s face showed so much relief knowing the mission was not going to waste. “i trust you.” miguel curtly smiled as he went off to work on whatever needed his attention in the HQ.

miles and you headed off to his dimension promptly as miles set his gizmo watch to Earth 1610. soon, miles and you made it to his home. “i am going to tell your parents` i am part of your science program and that you’re a science prodigy! you know going on a school trip for a week…no biggie.” you were confident in your abilities and in your skills of bribery. you looked the part wearing your black glasses and a doctors` coat. obviously miles` parents would for sure fall for it.

the plan worked flawlessly. with some convincing words and a little bribery, you managed to convince miles' parents to let him go on the mission. and after a week of successful crime-fighting, the spidey squad returned home, feeling accomplished and victorious.

as the squad dispersed, you and miguel were left alone, chatting and debriefing the mission. miles suddenly appeared, a wide grin on his face as he approached you and wrapped his arms around you in a tight, affectionate hug.

“thank you, mom!" miles exclaimed, much to the shock of miguel and your embarrassment.

miguel's eyes widened in surprise, his expression reflecting a mixture of shock and amusement. the rest of the squad glanced over, immediately catching on to the situation, and they burst into laughter.

“wow, y/n! didn't know you were his secret mom this entire time!” margo teased with a playful wink.

miles blushed and pulled away, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. “okay, okay, let's not make a big deal out of it," he mumbled. miguel felt his cheeks flush a bit at margo’s comment referring to you.

you couldn't help but laugh along with the squad, feeling a mix of affection and embarrassment. as the teasing slowly faded away, you found yourself surrounded by your loved ones, grateful for the laughter and camaraderie that filled the room. miguel’s hand gently brushed against yours as you both looked down and up at each other with a smile. “you’re very smart you know, and i love that about you.” you intertwined your fingers with his and gave him that pretty smile of yours that for sure made him swoon.

and so, the lighthearted evening continued, filled with jokes, shared stories, and love.

[fl3shm4id3n]

Reader x jake and neytiri, who left to pandora as a scientist to start a new life but the reader is kind of like a funny horror movie character who is always prepared and has a back up plan for something that goes wrong

ᵢ'ₘ ₐₗwₐyₛ ₚᵣₑₚₐᵣₑd

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐍𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐁 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐃𝐮𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧. 𝐁𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐍𝐞𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐢 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐝𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲.

ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: ᴊᴀᴋᴇ ꜱᴜʟʟʏ x ɴᴇʏᴛɪʀɪ ᴛᴇ ᴛꜱᴋᴀʜᴀ ᴍᴏ'ᴀᴛ'ɪᴛᴇ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ! ꜱᴜʟʟʏ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Tw: polyamory, horror movie references?, reader is a bit of a crackhead,

A/N: reader would look like the guy on the board explaining to the other guy about whatever he has been analyzing. I hope you like this one. Also remember to stay hydrated and get enough rest♡

Masterlist

It was no secret that you loved horror movies, at a young age you loved to watch horror. Not only that, but you'd analyze what the characters do right and wrong, since then you began to calculate how you would of done it differently or add to what they'd do. Since then on you'd have some kind of a plan B.

Years had passed, you were a scientist that had been living in Pandora with both your lovers and children. You had an avatar but you only used it if you needed to. You had learned and adapted to the na'vi, but you were still sticking to your human ways. From a young age you had told your kids about what a plan B was and how to make one in case of anything. You wanted them to be prepared for anything just like you were.

When they got older, was when you introduced them to Horror movies. You'd explain to them what to do and what not to do when it came to a situation like that. Both Jake and Neytiri found it odd that you were teaching the kids on topics like this, involving fictional things. In your defense you'd tell them that some movies were based on true events on earth.

You had learned about a war party going out to destroy a train that had been around. In a few days, you had been listening to Jake's plan and you took notes on it as well as beginning to make your own plan B. After he talk he had with the war party, you had began to explain to him along with Neytiri, Neteyam and Lo'ak about your plan B. "Just in case of anything that happens out there, you got a plan!" you explained to them, but Jake had some questions. "How do we know that your plan will work?" he asked. "If it doesn't, then we move to plan C, if that one wasn't work, move to plan D, if not that then plan E" you explain. You had the whole English alphabet in a plan.

"Ma y/n is that really necessary?" Neytiri asked. "Of course babe! You've always got to be prepared, better safe than sorry." You said. "I think Ma is right, having a plan B is good" Lo'ak pointed out. "Yeah, we all know you'll screw up the first plan bro" Neteyam ruffled his little brother's head, making Lo'ak hiss at him in response. "I know it sounds odd and unrealistic, but I get worried when you're all out there risking your lives, I get it, it's for the safety of the people, but who is worried about all of yours safety?" you asked them.

They looked at each other at first, you were right. They risked themselves and other na'vi out there for the safety of the Omaticaya. "You're right y/n, we'll use all the alphabet of your plan." Jake said, basically making you grow excited by his response. "Trust me they'll work!" you explained still hyped that they considered on using your second plans. "You know what, we should watch a horror movie, how does Carrie sound?" you asked, both Neteyam and Lo'ak seemed to agree, but Jake and Neytiri looked concerned. "But Tuk is still to young for horror movies." Neytiri commented. "Oh it's fine, Carrie isn't so bad, but if anything I'll stay up all night taking care of Tuk." You mentioned.

"We should watch Child's Play instead." Lo'ak commented. "Nah bro, not that one, let's watch the Shinning instead." Neteyam commented. They began to go back and forth on what movie they should watch instead. You just chuckled along with Jake and Neytiri, seen how they began to bicker on what movie to watch.

[harveybwabbit92]

[R/n is stitching up Be/r's wounds in the college morgue while Belial sit nearby eyeing her warily.]

Belial: Didn't know forensic scientists doubled as medics around here...

R/n: They don't, you're only here because your wife is too paranoid to go see a real doctor..

Bel/r: You're real doctor...the only difference being the patients in your care are little stiff.

Tregear, who is looking through Be/r medical logs: Boo...

[heartfullofleeches]

Mad scientist Reader fucking up an experiment meant to give them cat-like reflexes - their "pets" always make a mess of their lab whenever they bust in. Scientist Reader can hardly keep up with any of them donating all their hours to science instead training their body every now and again for physical activity. How were they supposed to know they'd be doomed to a life of chasing around hyperactive zombie dog hybrid people? They start out the experiment seeking to be on an equal playing field with the Franken-hounds only for it to work out just a little too well for their liking when they sprout car ears and a tail.

Upon realizing the horrors of their mistake, Mad Scientist Reader holes themselves up in what they believe to be a safe part of their home until they find a cure, but -as always- things never turn out for them in the end.

"Master! What are you doing hiding in the garage? There's a cat somewhere in the house - we need to get you to a safe place before it tries to eat your soul!"

"T-those ears...Master, are you?....."

"..Here, kitty- I have some delicious milk for you if you come out."

".....cute."

Cat Mad Scientist Reader is then subjected to all the headpats they've denied the Franken-hounds over the years.

[the-clock-tiks]

Hematology is re-defined on the analysis of blood's constitutency and nutrition.

While there are more than 22 nutrients in thr blood.

The research says that, there can be other nutrients added into the blood. And what are they??

Nutritional blood analysis can reveal many things.. While the extra nutrients that are added into ghr blood needs to researched.

Blood plasma playing a vital role carrying more water and proteins in it. ( RBC and white blood cell are the carriers of nutrients ) 99 % is the water Constitutency

The blood Contains more rbc n white blood cell to increase the addition or the level of nutrients in the research level of line.

The nutritional analysis of blood says, several statistics of nutrition but addition of extra nutrients in blood isn't discussed nor told yet.

The prp procedure and analysis needs to be taken further. For the research purpose and advancement in hematology n blood nutrients factors n medicine.

Nutrients reducing other important factors for diseases and immuno deficiency and inflammation and generation of WBC.

The nutrition analysis that was made in the hematology. And the blood nutrition analysis with several variations and aspects provides several results in the research and advancement. However clinical trials for the induce of nutrition and other research and analysis is required to produce us the effective results, even under several variations. So in short, the work is at progress

[mother1taco]

Gonna post this as a teaser for what I’m writing might be awhile though I have stuff I gotta catch up on.

[somnorvos]

Aghhh omg my heart ma'am, fuckk

This was literally everything I hoped for and more! The detail! The expression! The love! It's so good bbg.

Thank you so much for writing this, I love these two parts so fucking much!!

It's the tender loving between them that gets me.

And the contrast between the start and the end!?!

Like hello?? Professional writer who!?!

I just don't know what to say, thank you so much 🥰😍🤩😘🥴🥳🥺 *my brain as I read this*

Escape | Bucky Barnes

// Pairing //

-> WinterSoldier!Bucky Barnes x Scientist!Female!Reader

// Summary //

-> Bucky and you use the chance to escape Hydra together.

// Wordcount //

-> 2.278 Words

//Warnings // Teen

-> Fluff, slightly angst, mention of brain washing, one sentence with sexual hint (but nothing really)

// Request //

-> Totally not sending this cause you asked me to :) Could I please request another part to the fantastic WinterSoldier!Bucky Barnes x Hydra!ScientistWorker!Female!Reader work you did? Absolutely no rush tho!! <3 Love you 😍💋 @somnorvos

// Authors Note //

-> Thank you for the request, hope you like it. Love you too, princess.Thank you to @lanabuckybarnes for proofreading, means a lot bbg!

-> Second part of “The Winter Soldier”

// Masterlist | Bucky Barnes Masterlist //

You don’t know why but his lips against yours feel so soft and warm. The cold man, the most feared assassin, has the softest lips you have ever felt on your skin. His hands are still on your hips, digging into your soft skin.

Bucky feels so familiar, his lips, his touches, just his presence. You already knew you fell for the super soldier, even though you rarely talked, he never scared you. Maybe because you have always seen the broken soul deep under the surface or his intense cold stare.

When both of you need to catch your breath, you pull away just enough to do so. His forehead rests against yours and he is looking straight into your soul. His blue eyes are so full of emotion, and you have never seen it like that before.

“You know they will wipe me when they find out about this, and they won’t let you work here either. I-I don’t want them to hurt you, but they only need to see the emotions in my eyes and they will-“ he pauses, closing his eyes for a moment.

You feel his shaking breath against your lips. You bring your hands to his neck, caressing it softly. “I know but— there is something only the people who work in the lab know about. Bucky, you have to be the winter soldier for one more time and then we can be free, can you do that?”

With hope shining in his eyes he looks at you, then he nods. He would be the winter soldier when you need him to be, if it means that the two of you can be free together. “What do you have in mind?”

His large hands capture your cheeks and he smiles softly, something you have never seen before but you’re sure you want to see him smile more often. His nose slightly scrunched, his lips curl up while his eyes light up in the most adorable blue you have ever seen.

“When they want to bring you back into your cell I will tell them that you need to stay overnight for a few tests with the super soldier serum. And tonight you need to act like you have to lead me somewhere as the winter soldier,” you explain, pushing him softly back to the chair he sat on when he came into the lab earlier. Bucky nods, a slight shift in his expression shows you that he’s scared but at the same time he trusts you.

“And where are we going? I-I don’t have an apartment or money, I'm living in the cell here,” he mumbles, looking down while he lets himself take a seat on the chair, his hands wander down your body, stopping on your hips.

“I have an apartment, it’s in Romania,” you say, bringing one of your hands up to lift his head. The warm smirk on your lips causes him to smile back and nod once again.

“Sounds like a plan, doll,” Bucky says. He pulls you closer toward him until you’re standing between his spread legs. His head falls down against your belly and he sighs softly. Your heartbeat is calming him down, he knows he has to be the man he never wanted to be, but he won’t be him completely.

When the agents come back into the room, Bucky sits on the chair, staring at them, his expression doesn’t say anything about his feelings. Excitement rushes through his veins, the first time since he felt more like himself, that he could be happy. That he could be loved by someone — someone he can love back, and show affection towards.

“The soldier needs to stay overnight. We need to do some tests with the serum,” you explain to the agents who look at you with just cold gazes. They don’t ask anything further, they knew that someone in lab has to do their work just like they do, so they only nod, talking to one another before one of them turns toward Bucky.

“Солдат, тебе повезло, что ты нужен ей для анализа сыворотки, иначе мы бы тебя вытерли. Так что придется подождать до завтра.(Soldier, you're lucky she needs you to analyze the serum, or we'd have wiped you. So you'll have to wait till tomorrow.)” The agent laughs darkly and you notice the slight shift of Bucky’s expression but just as fast as it came, it's cold once again.

The soldier looks like he doesn’t even care what they say. But deep down, underneath the surface Bucky is gasping, his eyes would be filled with fear of being wiped again, to be just a machine for them.

“Good, then have fun,” one of the agents says, smirking at you, his eyes roaming over your body and you feel a shiver of disgust rushing through you. You push the urge to roll your eyes away and only turn around to pretend like you’re preparing something.

When the men leave the room and close the door behind them Bucky immediately jumps off the chair and causes you to jump too. His blue eyes roam over your body, slightly worried that you hurt yourself. “I’m sorry, I—I really don’t like that chair, it kind of scares me.”

You nod, smiling softly while you push the utensils to the side and make your way to the door, immediately locking it before you make your way to the couch, waiting for Bucky. He stares at the door, shifting from one to the other feet and you can see his blue eyes flicker with an emotion you haven’t seen often on Bucky’s face but he looks scared.

“Bucky?” You ask, waiting for him to look at you and he does, slowly. You see his body tensing even more when his eyes slide through the room and land on you. “Are you ok? Do you want me to unlock the door again?”

He shakes his head, forcing a smile on his lips before he walks closer to you. His legs shaking lightly and even his hands are shaking when he lets himself fall down next to you on the soft couch.

“Are you sure? We can unlock the door when it makes you feel safe?” You assure him but he once again shakes his head. Bucky inhales deeply, his right hand running through his long hair, he then clears his throat and looks at you.

“Isn’t it ironic, I hate locked doors because I can’t escape even though I can’t escape anyway. And a little part of me hopes that someone comes through the door and helps me to escape. The only people walking into the room are agents who want to wipe me,” Bucky sighs, chuckling softly.

“They won’t, we will manage to get out of here and then we go to the apartment in Romania, no one knows us there, we can start there, Bucky,” you tell him. You place one of your hands on his thick thigh and his eyes widen when you touch him so softly like that.

You hesitate if you should remove your hand or let it sit there, but he places his big one on your smaller one and you relax. “Not many people touch you in a soft way, do they?”

“Not really, but—“ he interrupts himself. Bucky’s lips curl up into the sweetest smile you have ever seen. It’s real, you can tell because his nose is scrunched and his eyes light up, the blue looking like the most beautiful ocean when the sun is shining. “I don’t know a ‘but’ they just never touched me softly.”

You nod, thinking about a question to ask him, and when you finally have one you two ask one another a lot of questions, small talk ones but also deep talk, you two chuckle but there are also serious topics and it never feels weird or uncomfortable to talk to him.

When the night comes and most agents are already in their rooms. You get up from the couch you’re still sitting on. You turn to face Bucky, who looks really nervous and you can’t blame him, you’re not much calmer than he is. And he has to pretend to still be the winter soldier, so you smile softly at him and place your hand under his chin to tilt his head back. You lean forward, pressing your lips softly against his, causing Bucky to sigh softly and place his hands on your hips.

“Are you ready?” You ask softly, he nods his head but his eyes tell you everything. He isn’t, how could he, when he just shows a bit of emotion outside this room you both will be in so much trouble. But he wants to be strong, he wants to help you to escape and he wants it too. “It’s fine, one more time being the winter soldier, Buck.”

He nods his head once again, leaning his forehead against yours before he inhales deeply. “Can I kiss you once more?” He asks, his blue eyes looking pleading at you.

“Kiss me, pretty boy,” you giggle. And he does, Bucky presses his warm, plump lips against yours. You’re moving your lips against him, causing him to hum and to pull you even closer. For a moment you both forget everything around you, feeling safe in one another’s embrace.

When you both pull away he makes his way to the door of the room. His expression changed from the soft he used to have all day into the cold one he is used to as winter soldier. You shiver lightly when you see his eyes so stormy with emotions — deep down behind the cold surface — his jaw only clenching and so cold, you wouldn’t know that there are feelings inside of him.

You get some utensils to look more serious and grasp his arm, he is holding it out so he can lead you through the floor. And that’s what you’re doing, he opens the door, his eyes focused on everything in front of you. But his arm holds your back, your grip tightens when you make a step out of the lab you’re in.

Your heart is racing, you’re sure he can hear and feel it but you try to stay as calm as possible. Bucky squeezes your arm with his hand lightly, then he walks further through the floor, slowly so you follow him. Your fingers are digging into his arm, the floor is almost empty but the few men looking at you are enough to let your nervousness grow.

“Soldier!” Someone says next to you and you immediately freeze. You swallow thickly, now they found out and they will brainwash Bucky, they will make him the winter soldier again. Bucky turns his head to the man who is talking to him, gaze cold and not a hint of emotions. “I want to fuck her when you’re finished.”

With a low laugh the man walks away. Your eyes widen when you look after him, Bucky’s expression still as cold as before. You both make your way further through the floor and when you finally see the door out of the base you feel your heart racing more and more.

Bucky turns his head around, looking through the floor when there is no one he smiles softly at you. You both reach the door just a moment later, he opens it and you slip outside, followed by him.

The cold air is surrounding you immediately and a shiver is running down your spine. Bucky grasps your hand, pulling you with him and into the woods as fast as he can.

It’s been a few weeks now, you’re living with Bucky in Romania, after you left the base behind you made your way through the forest until you reached the train station to go to Romania.

Bucky and you really fell for one another with every day making you love him more and more, his nightmares aren’t as bad as they were as long as you’re around and he smiles more often.

“Guess what I got?” He asks with a grin on his lips when he walks into your shared apartment. Bucky holds a paper bag in his hands and you chuckles softly.

"Plums? Maybe you should ask them out on a date,” you joke before you kiss your boyfriend softly. He shakes his head, opening the bag filled with plums but also your favorite fruits. “I love you, Buck. And I have a surprise for you too.”

Bucky wraps one of his arms around your waist, pulling you as close as possible. “I love you too, doll. What’s the surprise? Did you buy a plum tree?”

You shake your head, laughing. Then you hold up a letter and a picture of someone. Bucky’s jaw drops; he almost drops the paper bag too.

“T—That’s Steve!” He mumbles, his eyes scanning the letter and the picture you’re holding in your hand. “H—He wants to visit us? Isn’t he mad that I didn’t recognize him? How did you manage—“

“Shhh. Bucky, let’s take a seat and I will answer all your questions. Or maybe Steve does,” you chuckle, feeling Bucky wrapping his arms even tighter around you while he kisses your neck softly.

“You’re the best, I love you so much, you know that. Do you? So in love with you, gonna make you the mommy of my child’s before Stevie’s here,” he says, almost jumping up and down, you love him, especially when he is excited and happy like that — and even more when you’re the reason for his happiness and joy, because he is yours.

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[sky-high-standards]

Part two of yandere!creature x mad scientist? Maybe readers trying to run tests and he's being clingy and unwilling

Sorry it took a while (you should know theres bad grammar at this point)

Yandere creature clingy drabbles💓

You were tryng to run tests on him but he kept clinging onto you he has gotten way more clingy now which is hard to believe since he was incredibly cling before.

"Mmmm Master" he said with a losick smile burying his face into your chest while you tried to check his blood pressure, you loved him very much he was like ur big clingy puppy but sometimes you need some time to yourself to relax and try to regain your sanity.

You then attempted to take a blood sample but he then pounced on you and wouldn't let you go.

"Me love my Master"

You heared him say you'd be lying if you said you didn't love him but you've seen what he's capable of but its hard to think this adorably clingy creature was the one that killed everyone in your village to protect you.

"I love you too my creation"

He then hummed and hugged you tighter you knew you had to keep him away from others if you want to keep this peaceful life seeing him come hug you covered in the blood of the villagers is an image you'll never forget.

Theres literally a huge power outage im my atea and i haven't had power in 3 days requests are always open snd vampire yanderes are coming soon love y'all stay hydrated and get sleep unlike me.

God loves you

[specsthesecond]

Being a very hands-on scientist at a monster facility would include:

🧫Volunteering to let the werewolves spill their cum inside you for samples and testing.

📋Testing if the alien tentacles would have any urge to breed if presented with human pussy.

🦠 Experimenting with how long slime entities can last in the human womb only surviving off of nutrients from the host.

🔬Using different pheromones and scents to elicit specific responses in different monsters.

📝Being the one to experiment with monster eggs. Keeping track of the gestation period, how many eggs are laid, how big they get ect.

💉Letting a plant monster pump its aphrodisiac down your throat to examine the effects and duration on humans.

✏️Examining the attitudes different monsters have with their breeding mate. Seeing which monsters just want to pump and dump and which grow possessively attached.

[tsuutarr]

Yandere!Scientist Husband x Reader

“Till death do us part.”

Marrying you is the best thing that’s ever happened to Thomas. Well, that’s a lie, actually – anything involving you, from your first meeting to your first date to your engagement to everything, is the best thing that has happened to him and will happen to him. Just being with you makes his heart whole and life full.

But when he said that he would never part from you unless one of you died, he hadn’t expected your death to come so suddenly. No, he thought – dreamt – that you would live happily together well into your old age, before passing away peacefully next to each other. So, when he gets the phone call from the hospital informing him that you had been in an accident, Thomas’ world stops moving. It’s as if a part of him has crumpled to dust, leaving nothing but traces of your memories.

But somehow, he’s able to go through the motions of preparing for your funeral, despite his body feeling like an empty husk of a person.

It’s only when your funeral is over that Thomas has an epiphany. Death doesn’t have to separate you two. Oh, no. So, in the dead of night, Thomas goes to the graveyard. He pulls out your coffin, before pulling your corpse out. You’re still so beautiful even after death, almost like you’re sleeping. No, you are sleeping. Thomas will find a way to wake you up. With that thought, he cleans up the graveyard perfectly so that no one is aware about your corpse’s disappearance.

Thomas soon goes back to his normal life, at least in the public eye. While parading a mask of perfect normalcy in front of others, Thomas secretly begins his experiments. He’s nothing if not a scientist, so it’s really not that difficult for him to lock himself in his lab for hours upon hours. He perfectly preserves your body for the day he’ll finally have the knowledge to bring you back. It’s not an easy process and he has to start small, but after decades of work, he’s close to having you back.

Yes, he’ll have you back soon. Not even death can keep you from him.

[miguelswifey04]

Seen some fics where Miguel is the night owl and reader is the one encouraging him to sleep but I’d like to request a fix where reader is the night owl and Miguel always insist they sleep, reader likes to sneakily stay up all night to build some gizmos or machine for the spider society and lacks sleep because of it and Miguel doesn’t like reader sleeping too late because he loves em 😖

YES let`s switch things up shall we? 😇

miguel couldn't help but worry for your well-being, especially when it came to your sleep habits. you were a night owl, always immersed in building new gizmos and machines for the spider society, sacrificing your own rest in the process. your determination and dedication were admirable, but miguel couldn't help but be concerned for your health.

"mi amor, you need to get some sleep," he coaxed, wrapping his arms around you as he found you hunched over your workbench in the middle of the night. "i know you want to help the spider society, but pushing yourself like this isn't healthy."

you sighed, torn between your passion for your work and wanting to appease miguel. "i know, i know, but there's just so much to do, and i feel like I have to stay awake to get it all done."

miguel pulled you into a gentle embrace, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head. "i understand your drive, but your health comes first. let me worry about the spider society while you take care of yourself."

you nodded, realizing that miguel was right, as he often was. "okay, i'll try to take care of myself more. but sometimes, the ideas just won't stop coming, and i get carried away."

a mischievous glint appeared in miguel's eyes as he gently guided you away from your workbench towards the private headquarters section of the HQ. "how about we compromise? you can work and build to your heart's content, but for a set number of hours each night, you have to sleep. deal?"

a grin tugged at your lips, appreciating his compromise. "deal. but what if i can't sleep? you know how i get when i'm too wired."

miguel chuckled, his voice filled with affection. "that's where i come in. i'll help you wind down and find moments of tranquility. we could read together, or i could just hold you until you drift off. whatever it takes to ensure you get enough rest."

you leaned into his embrace, feeling the love and care emanating from him. truly, you were lucky to have someone like miguel in your life. "thank you, miguel. for understanding and always looking out for me."

he held you a little tighter, his voice filled with warmth. "always, mi amor. i love you more than words can say, and i'll do everything in my power to keep you safe and healthy. now, let's get you into bed. it's time for some much-needed sleep."

with a mixture of gratitude and contentment, you allowed miguel to guide you to bed, knowing that he would be there by your side, watching over you as you finally drifted off into a peaceful slumber.