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meetmyevilways · 2 years

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For all eternity

cecaelia!Bucky x mermaid!Reader (x prince!Tony)

moodboard by @brdom

Plot: After a nightmare that seems too real you turn to Bucky for help, signing a contract with him doesn't look like a bad idea at the time.

Warnings: as always, at the end. Well, a little spoiler here: there's monster sex! You can search for the rest with ctrl/cmd+f or scroll down at the bottom of the post.

note: reader is Steve and Peggy's daughter so I guess there's that implied physical appearance but feel free to ignore that part if it doesn't suit you

Finally fighting your way to the surface from that awful dream that felt entirely too real, you jolt upright on your bed and frantically look around, trying to settle in reality.

You keep repeating out loud that it was just a dream but the hollow feeling in your stomach says otherwise. The same dread fills that you experienced as a child when you dreamed of your brother's death before it happened. After many years you can still remember that feeling like it happened yesterday.

Now, it's worse as you were not only a bystander but you were experiencing the events from your own perspective. Your body is still alert, your muscles are tense and your slit throbs from the ghosts of the repeated intrusion.

When you managed to collect yourself you've gone on a search for your mother. You've found her in the hall before the council chambers, she was in a hushed argument with your father. Her brown locks floating around her and her red tail moving at a rapid pace to counter her frantic hand gestures.

You hold your breath as you listen to King Steve explain to his once human wife, the noble Peggy, the 'ceremony' of the Dolphin Dance. She turns violent when she hears all the details and she starts to beat the king's chest with her fist as she cries and begs for your sake.

Knowing it was futile to argue, you didn't even try. You never swam so fast as you had at that moment, the guards at the castle gate only had a blink of an eye to process that you've left. They were shouting after you but didn't pursue after you reached the dark waters.

You still remember the first time you've stumbled into this wicked part of the sea that even the almighty king couldn't control. It would have been the last day of your life if it wasn't for him. Bucky.

He was your saviour, your best friend, your little secret. He was cecaelia, someone who other mers avoided unless they had a deal to make. You knew he wasn't born like that but he never spoke of his past. If it wasn't for your stubborn and curious nature you would never have known he was actually family.

Centuries ago, long before you were born, he was once a proud prince, a merman, a warrior of great strength, the half-brother of your father, Steve. Bucky was the oldest, he should be king by all rights but he was cursed by some evil being and your people drove him away in fear of what he had become.

The same people that were encouraging your father to organize that savage ritual to force you to take a mate as you were their eldest and they had no male heirs and probably never would if you were to believe the seer. You wanted away from them as far as possible.

The thought occurred to you on the way to Bucky's caves. The only way you could be free is if you left the sea. Your thoughts drifted to the spoiled but good-hearted prince you saved a few weeks ago.

No longer crying, but still seeking comfort, you launch yourself at Bucky who doesn't hesitate to embrace you with his arms and tentacles alike. He strokes your hair and whispers soothing words.

"What happened, my little mermaid?"

"He will agree to hold a Dolphin Dance for me. I will be raped again and again like those monsters mate. I will be forced to take it until one of them knocks me up and becomes my mate forever." You are hiccuping again and melting into the safety of him even more.

"Shh, it's gonna be alright. Your mother would never let them do that." He tries to argue but you interrupt him, only having managing to whisper the words.

"I had a dream before I heard them. My hands were tied behind my back, everyone was watching while they chased me in a coral cage. One caught up and held me while he... he... and then another wrestled himself into his place and... there were so many... I can't, please, I can't..." You couldn't bring yourself to say the words and he wasn't forcing you to. Feeling the rage radiate off of him, you dared to look up with red eyes and wobbly lips and ask what you never thought you'd have to.

"Will you draw up a contract for me?"

"No!" He pulls away and turns from you, refusing to let you persuade him into this.

"Bucky." You call out to him, swimming closer, you touch his shoulder and gently turn him back to face you. "This is my only chance to escape him."

"No." It sounds like he's the one who is begging now.

"Please?" You hold eye contact with him until he sighs in surrender and looks away.

"You'll have seven days..."

"Not three?" He reaches out to smooth your frown, then cups your face in his palms and wordlessly asks for your attention.

"You'll get seven but promise me you won't fall in love."

"It's not something one has power over."

"Promise me." His intense gaze holds you captive, demanding you to agree.

"Why? I'd rather turn into sea foam than return there, knowing what's waiting for me."

"That will never happen. The contract is stronger cannot be broken, not even with the power of the trident. I made something of the original lines so if you fail with the prince, you will return to the sea and you will forever belong to me."

"Really?" Your sadness is nowhere to be seen and Bucky's heart almost bursts at the sight of your wide smile.

"You don't belong to them anymore. Just be careful on the surface. And remember, if he claims someone else, you failed."

"Thank you." You hug him again, this time with gratitude, not even thinking that this might be goodbye as well.

"Anything for you, my little mermaid." He says as he holds you close to him with his hands while his tentacles work on the contract, sealing your fate with the last lines of 'for all eternity'.

Tony remembered you, he took you in and something started to develop between you. That is before the redhead appeared. It was like you didn't exist anymore. But you were surprised to find that you didn't really mind. You didn't put up a fight, instead, you often visited the sea and sat there until night has fallen. You were terribly missing Bucky.

The wedding of the prince took place on the last day of your time on the land. It was then, when your father interrupted the ceremony on the ship, that you found out Tony's bride was a seawitch.

She was a means to an end, who wanted to be queen and Bucky offered her this opportunity if she makes sure you get to return to him at the end of your seven days.

The betrayal hurt more than the time you realised your own father would stab you in the back and your mother would sit back and watch it happen. Bucky was your everything, your most trusted friend and he tricked you.

The ship was close to the dark waters which started on the other side of the nearby castle. When Bucky took you, both your father and the prince followed to rescue you but this was his territory.

Steve was held back by dark creatures then the water itself. Tony was washed and stuck on the shore and helplessly watched as Bucky dragged you to a little island of rocks.

Bucky was whispering soothing words while he assured you he will take care of you once you belong to him. He wanted you to understand and to show the prince that you were his.

He was holding you in his firm embrace, your back to his chest as his tentacles slowly got rid of your clothes, leaving you bare and on display for Tony to see every intimate part of you.

Keeping your legs wide apart while his other limbs found your nipples and clit, suctioning at the sensitive buds, making your eyes roll back and your body placid for him.

Tony's shouts of protest nothing but distant noise as your still foreign body was singing for its new master. Bucky brought on pleasure beyond your wildest dreams, turning you into a wanton creature ready to do anything for more. So when his mating arm penetrates you and he asks for a kiss you are ready to give in.

He builds up a slow pace, sliding more and more of him into you until he cannot go further. At this point, you were encouraging him to move faster and give you more.

Happy to comply, he did as you asked. His calming words turned into promises and desperate claims.

"You are mine. All mine." He moves in and out of you at a rapid pace while he growls into your ears, his tentacles still sucking and bringing you closer to the point where it will make you fall into a million pieces.

"I will give you everything... I want them all to see you are mine... I want to see you round with my heir... I will give you the throne... No one will ever dare to touch you." The thought of carrying his children tips you over the edge.

He doesn't last long after that. You feel him pulse inside you as his cum fills you and it makes you so unbelievably full that it almost hurts.

Before the sun goes down and your human days end, he slides out of you and holds you as you turn back. Blinking tiredly, you still see Tony for a last time before your new mate takes you under.

The prince is sitting in the sand, burying his face in his hands, refusing to look at the scene, the way a monster took the sweet girl who saved him. He will never know what you are as he only looks up when he hears the water splash and you've already disappeared by then.

Bucky was reluctant to wake you a few hours later but he felt Steve get closer and he didn't want to fight in his cave.

He asked for your forgiveness but he only met silence. You didn't resist him when he pulled you after him, swimming in the direction of the palace.

About halfway out of the dark waters you've found yourself face to face with an extremely angry mer.

Steve aimed the trident at Bucky, who only laughed at the attempt, knowing he had more claim to it now, therefore no harm could come to him but he wanted to hurt the king. "Careful, you wouldn't want to harm the father of your grandson, would you?"

Your father was stunned into silence before he turned to you with a wide-eyed, judging expression that slowly made its way to his ageless face. "Tell me you didn't."

Bucky took a protective position before you when the other male made an aggressive move towards you. Your explosive reaction had your mate smile smugly at his enemy. "Are you judging me? After what you planned to do?"

"This is worse, so much worse. You don't understand. No. This is not happening. You are coming home with me. If necessary over his dead body." He tried to grab you but Bucky wouldn't let him closer.

"No!" You shout, your dream flashing through your eyes again.

"You can't be with him." Your father pleads you to understand but your nonchalant "Why?" had him snap at you.

"Because he's my brother!" He regretted telling you as soon as the words were out. Bucky tensed before you, not daring to look back to see what you thought of him now and your father refused to meet your gaze as well.

Your calm reply surprised them both. "I know."

"What?!" "What?" They both turned to you with comically wide eyes.

"It doesn't matter." You speak to Bucky but Steve replies in anger.

"Of course it does!" At that, you swim around your mate to face the source of all this misery and you hiss at him.

"We are not human. Why would those rules apply to us? You proved to be the biggest monster of us all, so it must be something inherited." You feel Bucky behind you and you lean against him, seeking comfort. "He's the only one who ever truly cared for me. If I have to choose between everyone else and him it's not a hard decision at all."

"You can't be serious." His expression turns pale and he silently begs whatever god listens to make this a horrible dream and let him wake up already but you continue to let your anger out.

"You are vile and I'm ashamed to be related to you. The crown should be his already but now it's my mate's right as well. Give him the trident, father."

He can feel its power reject him by your claim, he has no choice but to surrender. As soon as he hands it over he informs you that you will never have to see him again as he would rather live in exile than witness what you've become.

You expect Bucky to use the trident as soon as he has it but he astonishes you as his focus remains on you. "How long have you known?"

"Since you brought me home the first time." At that, he lets out a disbelieving laugh.

"Why did you never tell me?"

"I thought it was something too painful to talk about. It didn't matter. You were always my family."

After a long moment of silence, you hear him whisper. "Can you forgive me?"

He looks away in shame, wishing he had the courage to go about this the right way. He expects a 'no, never' but you surprise him again.

"Can you promise to never... ?" Just like a few days ago, you can't bring yourself to finish the sentence but he is quick to assure you.

"I will never hurt you again."

"I understand why you did it, I do. But I can't forgive it yet. Give me time?" You ask quietly, fearing his answer and your future with him but you don't want to fight. After all, he is all you have now.

"I'll give you anything you want." He swims closer, reaching out to you but halting before he could touch you.

"I want you." You don't know where that comes from but you know it's true so you hold his gaze steadily.

"Are you sure?" There's a warmth inside you that tells you he will be true to his word. So you don't fight it when a small smile tugs at your lips.

"Yes, my king." You close the distance and kiss him. He pulls you closer and holds you there as long as he can, smiling against your lips as the trident gets stronger with the healing of your bond.

He rests his forehead against yours, placing a few more pecks on your lips before he pulls you after him again.

"Let's go home, my little mermaid."

Warnings: mentions (realistic dream) and description of a ritual that is basically gang rape, noncon, dubcon, double-crossing, incest, tentacle sex, forced voyeurism, breading kink, mention of pregnancy (not confirmed), essentially forced mating, it's a weird happily ever after

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dreamlandcreations · 2 years

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Blood Ties (1)

shifter!Will x jinn!Reader (Love, Death & Robots AU)

Summary: Will is hit during a mission and it seems the enemy engineered something poisonous to shifters, fortunately breaking an artifact results in saving his life...

Warnings: (TF/LDR) canon typical violence, angst, Will injured, reader description (monster features), soulmates, this will be a mini-series in a series (yes, that's a warning), imprisonment, reader is a violent little creature full of raging fire, sort of switching between POVs by the dividers

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Will had a really bad feeling about this. It wasn't often that they were ordered to do missions, shifters weren't allowed to fight against humans but in cases like this, the law could be bent a little.

The mansion of the man who fancied himself to be a warlord was located at a great distance from their desert military base. The team of shifters slowly made their way to the previously hidden location in the forest, the human soldiers only travelled with them to the airport, the small team of 'dog soldiers' was on their own now.

Clearing out the guards on the backyard and the ground floor proved easy but their luck ran short when a guard used one of the many stolen artifacts to attack them.

Will had gone feral when the explosion hit his friends, losing all his calm facade and attacking the man who tried to kill his team and his brother whose jacket was still on fire when he joined Will in the fight.

Santi and Frankie were providing cover fire as the remaining guards ascended the stairs. Tom was pissed at the wrong intel, letting his judgment clouded by anger as he leapt to the top of the stairs and had gone for the prey that was their original target.

The shifters were sent in on special orders, nobody should have expected them so when a bullet hit Will, he didn't think too much of it at the moment. The fight only lasted for like two minutes and as soon as the adrenaline faded Will felt the poison burn through his veins and he touched the still bleeding wound on his abdomen with disbelief before he fell to his knees, knocking down a small statue in the process, marking it with his blood.

As Benny hurried to him to help, they heard the reinforcements arrive at the door and they all thought they would meet their end in this hellhole. They didn't notice his blood disappear from the statue while a smoke-like entity emerged from the broken pieces.

"Leave." Will growled at Benny while Santi run to get Tom and Frankie tried to drag the younger Miller brother with him to the back exit.

"No." Benny fought the older wolf and managed to get out of his hold, kneeling beside his brother with tears in his eyes.

Will gripped his stubborn brother by the nape and brought their foreheads together in a last farewell. "I'm already dead. I can cover for you. Go. That's an order."

"Fuck your order, I'm not leaving you behind." Will pushed him away and this time Frankie hit Benny pretty hard and started to drag him away when the doors burst in at all sides. They were surrounded.

When the first mercenary shoot at them the smoke at Will's side turned into a blazing fire and charged at the attackers.

You gathered the strength to partially materialize to deal with the humans. Slashing the first one's throat with your claws, you moved on to the next and the next. Relishing in the bloodshed, although they weren't much of a challenge, the darkest part of your nature was fuelled by your anger for the years you had to spend locked up in that thing.

Some of the soldiers simply dropped dead from a cut or a snapped neck, one was dragged through a wall after he tried to shoot you. Dozens of men, all dead in a blink of an eye, even before the first one hit the ground.

The three shifters stared in utter shock, mouth open, eyes wide. Will even forgot his wound for a moment, until the pain returned with vengeance and he could help the deep, inhuman growl that escaped him.

The noise caught your attention, your movements too quick, even for them. Benny took it as a form of aggression and aimed his weapon at you, so you decided to take on a less threatening form.

Will stared at you, mesmerised by your beauty. He reached out to touch you but your form flickered like a flame and he pulled back, not wanting to scare you away.

It's like you could read his thoughts because a tiny smirk made its way to your tempting lips and he couldn't help but stare longingly.

You assessed him curiously and Will wanted to know what you were seeing, what you were looking for but before he could ask anything you flickered closer, resulting in Benny yelling at you to stay away while he still pointed the gun at you. Not turning away from Will, you raised up your hand and the gun rapidly heated in Benny's hand until he had to drop it. Frankie just kept staring at the scene, still not believing his eyes.

Will growled at his brother in a warning when the next weapon would be aimed at you. After that moment you drew his attention back to you by brushing along his face, locking your pitch-black eyes with Will's almost glowing blue ones.

The wolf gasped under your touch, the pain almost completely leaving his body as your other hand reached his wound and carefully peeled off the layer of clothes covering it.

Touching the edge of the wound you collected a little blood and put it on your tongue, flashing some sharp teeth in the process. Never breaking eye contact with him, you placed your palm on his abdomen and slid your other hand to Will's nape.

Driving the poison out was more painful for him than the burning in his insides before. He tried not to grab you so he reached out to Benny who could surely take the bonecrashing grip.

It didn't take long before he started to feel the wound finally close up and you pulled away as soon as he started to heal properly. Benny was actually crying and laughing now, hugging his brother in relief then turning to you with a grateful smile but your attention was still on his brother.

The moment was broken when Santi and Tom entered the room and they pointed their weapons at you and you moved to attack. However, Will quickly stood in front of you, standing a little unsteadily as his head was still dizzy after what just happened. He stood with his back to the new arrivals who started to question what the fuck was going on while Will kept his light hold of your arms, repeating that they were his friends.

He couldn't help the smile at your cute reaction of tilting your head like a puppy and looking at him with those curious eyes of yours. He let you step back but immediately made a move to catch you again when you started to lose your corporal form.

"No, wait. Don't go." He pleaded. The others pulled him away, calling in through the radio and started to discuss what happened while Will couldn't shake the conflicted feelings that he wanted to chase after you no matter how impossible it seemed and that you were still there with him. This was more than fascination, the wilder part of his nature knew what you were to him but the more human part was too shaken up to acknowledge it just yet. All he knew is that he needed to see you again. Soon.

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brdom · 2 years

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demon!Darkling 2.0 (optimised file size)

#mmew march #monster x reader #monster march #darkling #demon!darkling x angel!reader

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alexversenaberrie · 2 years

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...something is in the cave...

#mmew march #meetmyevilways #beast #luke skywalker #darth vader #vader #monster march #cave #luke/anakin #luke/vader #luke and vader #father and son

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meetmyevilways · 2 years

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The Chase

alien!Billy Russo x Reader

moodboard by@brdom

Plot: They came from the stars and offered salvation, but nothing comes without a price...

Warnings: as always, at the end. You can search for the rest with ctrl/cmd+f or scroll down at the bottom of the post.

You are old enough to remember the time before them.

The self-destruction of humanity knew no boundaries, we were polluting the air and poisoning our planet even when it was almost impossible to breathe. Food had to be grown in greenhouses, animals were kept in artificial farms and zoos where even the sun was fake.

Earth was dying and we were digging our own graves.

They arrived at the last moment. Viewing us as foolish children who needed guidance. They were an unknown species, hunters, predators, so similar to us, yet so different.

Humans fear that more than anything, the unknown.

There were riots and acts of war but our weapons proved to be ineffective, to say the least. As the initial panic died down and they didn't retaliate for our unprovoked attacks, the people seemed to settle with the idea of the friendly aliens and turned to them with a new hope. Their offer still stood and we accepted.

Running, that's all you knew for weeks. You were chosen.

You were about to be one of those who had to pay the price for humanity's survival. But you were preparing for this as soon as the deal was made. You were crafty before, but you feared this would happen so you used your time until you became of age, learning to survive and hunt like them.

Most of the chosen were caught within a few hours, the sounds of their mating haunted you even now. You are pretty sure there are only three of you now.

A fragile-looking redhead you spied across the river once and an exotic beauty chased by one of those hunters with the red markings. Your heart came to a stop when you found yourself face to face with him, he was looking at you with unseeing eyes but he wasn't interested in you so as soon as he confirmed you weren't the one for him it took only a blink of an eye for him to disappear without a trace.

You had no chance to escape the chase, you knew it. The inevitable was undeniably clear when you opened your eyes to a foreign planet. Only the most prized and most dangerous were taken off-world for the hunt. You wondered how they knew? You kept your training secret, there was never even a moment where anyone suspected you to be a runaway.

Almost snorting at that ridiculous monicker. Runaway would assume that you had a good place where you ran from and it sounded like an association to a runaway bride.

Your stomach turned at the thought, or maybe it was from the hunger. This is not what you've been preparing for. Eating something dangerous was in the cards every time you took the chance. One of the berries was actually a hallucinogen and you found out the hard way.

This was hopeless, the only decision to be made is which way you actually execute giving up. You were eyeing that knife you stole from a sleeping male, you've never been so close to one of them, it was a risky move but you needed it.

You needed options, even if it was just an illusion of control. It calmed down your frantic heart and chaotic thoughts a little. That irking feeling of your hunter being close got worse and worse every moment. It's like you were already connected, even if you never met him before.

It wasn't long until you heard him and that was when you were forced to make a decision. Fight or flight?

Running, that's all you knew for weeks. You were chosen.

He chose you but you didn't choose him so if he wanted you, he had to work for it.

You made traps a few days ago, deciding to stick to a certain area where you had a hiding place, water and some food you tried before and didn't feel bad after it.

Hearing one of your traps go off, you make the mistake of looking back and your heart drops at the sight of the slightly turned male behind you.

You stop. There is no way you could outrun him. As he gets closer his skin turns lighter from midnight black and his bones move under his skin as his figure seems to shrink while his body takes on a more human-like form.

He walks through another trap, pulling out the spikes from his side like they were annoying little splinters. You watch, fascinated by how fast the wounds heal.

When he is close enough to reach out for you something snaps in you and you attack him with the knife. It takes him by surprise but you don't like the smirk that follows.

You manage to get one more stab in before he has you on the ground, trapped underneath him. He secured your wrists in one of his hands, throwing the knife away after he inspected it with another smirk.

He leans in close and your breath hitches at the touch. He nuzzles your throat, slowly brushing his porcelain-like skin against yours.

"Hmm. I chose well." It sounded like a purr and maybe it was because you felt his body vibrate against you. He was speaking with no accent but the sounds came from deeper, like his throat and chest resonated at once, creating a haunting, lulling echo of each syllable.

"What's wrong, little one? Cat got your tongue?" You could swear his impossibly dark eyes glinted at you like he was sharing an inner joke. All you could do is stare at him while he was caressing your face and down to your neck with his dangerously sharp black claws that started to tear at your clothes.

When you found your voice there was only one word that mattered, it came out in a whisper.

"Russo." That's the name your people gave to their leader, the male that pines you down now and will claim you as his in a few moments.

He snorts at the name, he got used to it over the years but it still felt foreign. If the silly little humans felt safer with giving them new names, resembling one of their earth-names, names that would rhyme with theirs then so be it, he thought at the time.

Now? He was annoyed his little mate won't be able to pronounce his real name due to the physical differences of your species. He'll have to settle for nicknames.

The thought made him smile and your eyes widened at the sight of his sharp canines. He waited for the smell of fear but it never came.

Yes, he has chosen well.

He wasted no time, shredding your clothes and tying your hands with the remains. He has you completely at his mercy as his black eyes roam over your naked form. The makeshift ropes are holding your arms above your head, secured to his still sheathed sword that he planted deeply into the ground, making you flinch at the aggressive move.

Nuzzling into your neck again, he nips at the spot you know he will bite into but all he wanted for now is a reaction. Satisfied with your lustful shuddering, his lips draw a path to your hardened nipples, licking and teasing one then switching to the other until you couldn't hold back your moans.

Delighted by the sounds, he purrs against you and you can feel the vibration all the way down to your throbbing clit. Your sudden scream encourages him to move further down your body until he is nestled between your legs.

When you refuse to look at him, he bites into your inner thigh, drawing blood and adding intense pain to your pleasure that somehow just got you more excited.

Finally having your attention he gets his first taste of your tempting arousal. Licking a board swipe from your pulsing entrance to you your aching bundle of nerves, he almost makes you come from just that much contact.

He plays with you slowly, exploring you lazily, figuring out what you like the most but stopping as soon as you are right at the edge. It feels like he has been going at it for hours. Your body hurts and you started to cry some time ago, even though you promised yourself you wouldn't do that.

Well, you promised that you wouldn't cry because of your fate of being chosen. This? You were not expecting this at all.

He's starting to drive you insane with want and you are almost ready to beg for him when he stops again and just like the moment when you attacked, the anger takes over you and you snap at him.

"What the fuck are you waiting for?" It sounds angry but due to your crying, it also sounds like the kind of pathetic begging you swore to avoid.

He chuckles, sitting up he looks down at you with that playfulness you've witnessed before. Licking his glistening lips clean, tasting you with theatrics, he crawls back over your body until he is at eye level with you and his lips brush against your as he whispers. "Ask me."

"What?" Your confused outburst has him flash those sharp teeth again in a wickedly blinding smile. Then moves lightning-fast and steals a kiss from you that makes you even dizzier than you were before. He got you so wrapped up in it that you chase after him when he stops.

"Ask me to make you mine."

"Go to hell." That outrageous demand snapped you out of it and you're struggling under him again.

"Been there, done that." His lips twitch a little at your perplexed expression, brushing the back of his hand across your cheek. "Maybe I'll tell you one day."

"I don't want this." Your plea is weak and he almost disregards it but suddenly thinks otherwise. He enjoys toying with you too much.

"Why are you fighting your wildness? Your desires? Your instincts?" The words are followed by longer and longer kisses until he has you breathless and pliant underneath him.

"I don't want this." You still manage to say it but it sounds even less convincing than before.

"Ask me to stop, then. If that's what you really want?" His challenge has you cornered. If you lie, he'll know and you have no idea what you want anymore or why were you so afraid of this.

"Please..." Even you don't know what you're asking for but you hope he'll decide for you.

"Hmm?" He is teasing again, relishing in your surrender.

"I... please?" You are not sure why are you still fighting him, why were you running in the first place but there is still a tiny spark of defiance left in you.

"You have to use your words, little one. I can't read your mind." He wants you to say it so you could never deny this moment of victory from him.

You hesitate, try to clear your mind but he expertly distracts you with his soft touches until you give him what he wants.

"Make me yours." Your reward is a bruising kiss. He tangles his tongue with yours while he tugs at his clothes to free himself.

After a few slides between your folds, he lines up and penetrates your unprepared body with a single thrust. The pain would be unbearable if it wasn't for his well-timed claiming bite that has you floating in this feeling of calmness and belonging.

You don't feel much for a while but you know he doesn't move. Finally letting go of your neck, he bites into his own wrist and offers it to you. In your drunken state, you act on instinct and do as he wants.

The numbness starts to fade with every gulp. He goes back to drinking from your neck while starting to slowly move in and out of you. The blood exchange ties you together and strengthens your body.

There is only a dull throb between your legs that his perfectly aimed thrusts turn into overwhelming euphoria. You feel him stretch you open, the ridges along his length massage your inner walls and the sensation becomes too much too soon.

Your body arches into him, your cunt squeezing him and you beg him to come with you, to mark you, to make you his. He lets out a triumphant roar when he stuffs you full of his cum. It spills down between you at his still unrelenting pace.

He doesn't stop. He is still hard inside you and only falters in fucking you raw when he turns you around.

Your hands are twisted around as you try to hold yourself up on your elbow, the bindings holding you in position for him. He grabs your hips and angles your lower body upwards, pushing on your back. The way he penetrates you now is even deeper than before.

Your moans turn into screams. His claws dig into your skin as he finds a rhythm again. And he quickly forces another orgasm out of you with his fast and hard strokes.

The whimper you let out when he doesn't stop is the last sound you are capable of making for a while. Your throat is sore from your cries of pleasure but he still draws breathless gasps out of you when he cuts the clothes that hold you and moves to a sitting position, taking you with him and settling you in his lap.

He holds you and guides your hips against his in a desperate display of passion. With his other hand circled around you, sliding between your breasts and holding you by your chin, he turns your head to claim you with his lips again.

You feel another wave of pleasure coming and you think you might faint as it overtakes you and feel him pump into you for a few more times as he fills you again.

He stills, holding you against his frame, he nuzzles your neck and licks at your almost healed mark. The action makes you shudder and he groans against your skin as you clench around him.

The last thing you hear before you let exhaustion take over is him speaking in his mother tongue, lulling you into a dreamless sleep as he promises the world to you, his little mate.

Warnings: end of the world talk, basically alien invasion, hunter/prey, a little a/b/o vibe with the biting and mating, arranged marriage like deals, thoughts of self-harm, noncon/dubcon, marking, restrains, edging, oral (fem rec.), implied soulmate-like connection, PiV, unprotected sex, biting, sharing blood

#billy russo #billy russo x reader #monster x reader #mmew march #monster march #alien!billy russo x reader

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meetmyevilways · 2 years

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Monster March masterlist

For All Eternity

cecaelia!Bucky x mermaid!Reader (x prince!Tony)

moodboard by @brdom

Plot: After a nightmare that seems too real you turn to Bucky for help, signing a contract with him doesn’t look like a bad idea at the time.

note: reader is Steve and Peggy’s daughter so I guess there’s that implied physical appearance but feel free to ignore that part if it doesn’t suit you

The Chase

alien!Billy Russo x Reader

moodboard by@brdom

Plot: They came from the stars and offered salvation, but nothing comes without a price…

Fallen

fallen angel!Darkling x angel!Reader

moodborad by @brdom

Plot: You've been betrayed and are about to die when a dark angel comes to your rescue...

My Sweet Princess

centaur!Steve x amazon princess!Reader

(some Wanda x reader and Wanda x Steve)

moodborad by @brdom

Plot: Steve, the leader of the centaurs has plans for you...

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dreamlandcreations · 2 years

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Blood Ties (2)

shifter!Will x jinn!Reader (Love, Death & Robots AU)

Summary: Will is hit during a mission and it seems the enemy engineered something poisonous to shifters, fortunately breaking an artifact results in saving his life…

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After confirming that none of the extensive collection of artifacts would be dangerous in its current form, the human troops took over the site.

On the way back to the airport Will felt uneasy in his skin which he attributed to the longing to find you, however, they soon had to realise that he was still in danger when a fever started to overtake him.

Santiago noticed his subtle squirming but didn't say anything until Will's breathing became ragged and he looked to be fighting to stay awake. Benny started to panic as soon as Santi began to shake Will and told them he was burning up.

Benny kept yelling at Will to hang on and took over from Santi to keep his brother conscious while Pope drove as fast as it was possible on the dirt road full of trees and other obstacles.

It couldn't be more than a minute of Benny's rather harsh treatment when you appeared in the tight space of the car, practically sitting on Will's lap and hissing at Benny, making him fall back to the seat with a curse.

Will's eyes fluttered open as he looked at you with a tired smile. He caressed your face to check if you were real and to satisfy his craving to touch you. You almost unnoticeable nuzzled into his palm, enjoying the warmth this little physical connection brought to you.

"My Angel." He murmured as he pulled you closer to rest his burning forehead on your cool skin. You snorted at the nickname, amused by the implication that you were anything but the wicked creature you were meant to be. You brushed your fingertips along his stubbled jawline, eliciting a shiver that had nothing to do with the fever.

Your hands travelled down the sides of his neck to settle on his chest and his breathing became less shaky, his erratic heart calmed down a bit before it picked up a rapid speed again as you started to disappear once more.

"Don't go." He pleaded again. This time you made an attempt to let him know you are still with him even if he can't see you. He felt the light pressure of your palms on his chest after you were gone from his sight and it helped him to settle again.

Benny checked on Will tentatively, afraid to summon you again while Santi called the other car to let Frankie and Tom know what was going on and that they needed to get help for Will as soon as possible.

Finally arriving at the airport, Benny basically carried Will to the helicopter and yelled at Frankie to hurry the fuck up when he was fumbling with the controls.

As soon as Frankie was ready he yelled back that he could get them to the base in half an hour. That's when all the electronics went dead. The eerie silence was followed by desperate shouting until one of the compartments crashed into the wall beside Tom's head, opening up and scattering its content to the floor.

The satellite image of the area flew to the glass in front of Frankie and an x was being carved into it, marking a spot on the other side of the forest, a clearing at the edge of the woods, near a small village that was famous for its rich crop among the locals.

"I think our little ghost wants us to change our destination." As soon as Benny made his remark, the map has fallen into Frankie's lap and the engine came back to life.

"No. We can't go on a wild chase on the whims of a creature." Tom argued and almost got attacked by Benny at his refusal to go along with this, knowing his brother's life depended on it. Only Santi was holding back the hotheaded shifter who started growing out his fangs in his anger.

"We have to. You know the doctors at base can't help. She saved Will and I'm pretty sure she's still keeping him alive." Pope hated to argue with Tom, who always took it to heart like his authority was questioned if someone were to disagree with him but this time there was no room for their ego.

Frankie took a glance at the ghostly pale Will and decided for them, preparing to lift up he yelled if anyone wants to get off his bird they got 10 seconds to do it.

"Have you seen what she could do if someone pissed her off? I'd stop arguing and would call in the change of plans if I were you." Frankie said to their leader as the other man settled in the co-pilot seat.

The short flight to that spot was spent in tense silence apart from Tom calling in and Benny asking Santiago what could they do. They gathered water bottles and started to make treat Will best as they could in the heat.

Drinking the water seemed to help but it wasn't cold enough to aid with getting down his fever. That is, until one of the bottles turned icy cold in Benny's hand.

"Fuck. I swear she's out to get me. First the burning gun now the freezing water." The younger wolf growled while tearing at the plastic bottle with his claws for the ice.

"To be fair, you were holding that gun at her head." Pope replied with a chuckle.

"We are almost there." Frankie announced over the roaring of the helicopter.

Tom was out, surveying the field with suspicion as soon as they landed. He spotted a faint path in the woods, the smell of hundreds of different plants inconsistent with the regular scent of the forests in this part of the world made him curious.

"I think it's that way." He informed his team as they carried their injured brother.

"Yeah, and I'm sure the little Bloody Mary would let us know if we are getting off the track." The uncomfortable feeling that prickled down at the back of his neck after his comment made him uneasy and he wished you would either stop messing with him or he could at least see you to make it less disturbing.

Soon, they arrived at a small house with an enormous greenhouse attached. They just stood in front of the door, not really sure at the moment what were they doing here.

The loud knocking on the door snapped them out of it and Santi smiled at your impatience, imagining how would that work with Will's calm and calculated personality.

Benny almost dropped his brother when the door opened and a petite form was revealed, clad in a faintly coloured green dress that made her look like a fairy.

Her bright smile was replaced with a scared look and Benny felt the urge to comfort her.

"We don't want to hurt you." He said, as calmly as possible given Will's palpably worsening condition.

She locked her eyes with him and a gasp left her lips at the intense feelings they both felt at the invisible connection.

"Great. You are whipped too." Tom grumbled beneath his breath, loud enough to switch the girl's attention but not too much so she wouldn't catch his words.

Her eyes settled on Will and she couldn't help but set aside her fears. "You need help." She didn't wait for their answer just stepped back and opened her door further so they could enter.

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