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wheredafandomat · 7 months
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Pledge Allegiance
Prince! Loki x female reader
18+ | contains a little smut
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“There’s a guest here for you, your majesty.” Your messenger spoke, averting his gaze as he entered the room.
“Who is this guest?” You questioned, glancing at him.
“He said he’s a prince, should I tell him to wait in the—” he began before you interrupted him.
“Send him in.” You instructed.
“You want me to send him in? Now?” He asked incredulously.
“I don’t take kindly to repeating myself.” You answered evenly.
“Yes your majesty, sorrows.” He apologised before turning around and leaving.
You turned back towards the court painter, the silence resuming as he continued to paint you before you heard the door opening.
“Hello silvertongue.” You welcomed coyly as Loki stepped inside. His gaze darkened a shade as he took you in, laying sideways on the chaise lounge, nude, a thin layer of silk draped across your lower body shielding your modesty as you looked up at him.
“Y/n.” He greeted fondly, gaze meeting yours again as he stepped towards you before crouching down and taking your hand. “My queen.” He added, kissing the back of your hand before lowering it. You nodded chastely in reply as he stood again.
“And pray tell, how may I help you?” You queried.
“I’d prefer to speak in the absence of doting ears.” He answered, clearly gesturing to the other person in the room.
“Well you heard the man, he’s a prince” you turned to the court painter “make haste.” You ordered, flicking your wrist before the man scampered out. Turning back towards Loki, you picked up the grapes that were propped up in front of you. “Loki, would you like a grape?” You offered with a smile as you ate one. “I tend to grow quite peckish myself when posing for portraits” you spoke, eating another “and then these are just here, teasing me.” You snorted. Lifting one of your fingers, you gestured Loki closer before grabbing another grape with your free hand. Instead of crouching, Loki knelt in front of you as you fed him the grape with a wide smile on your face.
“How succulent” he complimented, looking deeply into your eyes once he finished the grape “a refreshing burst of sweetness.” He grinned.
“Now, away from flibbertigibbets, tell me what’s so important that you mustered up the dark energy needed to come here, surely it wasn’t just to pay me a visit.” You insisted.
“Can I not just simply visit you?” He answered bashfully.
“No.” You smiled as Loki stood up again.
“What’s so far-fetched about me coming here and paying a visit to the queen of a realm once promised to me?” Loki shot back, seemingly walking towards your unfinished portrait.
“What do you want?” You asked, smile falling.
“I remember when it used to only be me who painted you undraped, I was the only one you’d let see you so unclad” Loki reminisced as he looked at the painting “but I must admit, your court painter has done a splendid job at capturing your beauty y/n.”
“I could get him to paint you next, I’m sure he’ll be able to capture those sleepless nights under your eyes.” You snapped, sitting up as you pulled a silk robe around you.
“And she bites.” Loki smirked, turning towards you.
“Oh, I can do a lot more than just bite.” You answered, narrowing your gaze.
“Yes” he agreed “I seem to recall many of those sleepless nights were spent with you.”
“What do you want Loki?” You asked, looking up at him. Walking towards you, Loki stood in front of you, raising his hand to caress your cheek as he looked down into your eyes. Wordlessly, his thumb found your lips, circling them before he dragged his thumb down, your lips moving in the process before they were released, his thumb travelling lower. It ventured between the valley of your breasts and lower as Loki knelt back onto the floor.
“I find this more appropriate, a queen shouldn’t look up at a prince, especially not in her own realm.” He finally broke the silence.
“Even in a realm you insist you gifted me.” You spat.
“I did gift it to you.”
“I bested you.” You insisted.
“Did you?” He questioned, kissing one of your knees, lips travelling up your legs. Using one of his hands, Loki pushed them apart as he kissed your inner thighs. “Or did I let you win?”
Before you could even answer, your hands had curled into fists, fists that bored into the chaise lounge below you as you arched your back towards Loki, his name escaping your lips in a lewd moan. You moved further to the edge as Loki’s tongue ravished through your folds before his lips wrapped around your clit. One of your hands found the back of his head, fingers working through the knots in his hair as he suckled against your clit leaving you thoroughly pleasured.
“We are at war y/n.” He spoke between licks, not even lifting his head to speak.
“W-war?” You questioned, head thrown back with your eyes closed.
“Yes, a very real, a very merciless war.” He stated, lips smoothing over your clit as he spoke.
“And what can I do?” You asked, looking down at him. Without answering, Loki engulfed the bundle of nerves with his mouth again, making you moan out loud.
“There are two things” he began before you nodded “first, you could finish” he grinned, glancing up at you “refresh me with another burst of sweetness.”
“Loki” you sighed with rapture as he alternated between licking and sucking your clit. You could feel the pleasure swelling in your abdomen as he continued his victimless torture before your delight gushed out of you. Loki continued, slowly licking you until you pushed him away. Sitting back against the chaise, you tried to compose yourself as Loki stood. You closed your legs as you looked at him, wiping his face.
“And now I’m looking up at you again.” You noted.
“Secondly, I need your allegiance.” Loki answered seriously.
“My allegiance?”
“Yes.” He nodded.
“Was it not you who cursed me to an eternity by your side?”
“I simply saved your life.” He shrugged.
“Exactly, you saved my life. There’s no war where I fight against you Loki.” You assured as he crouched down again.
“Do you promise?”
“I promise” you nodded “do you want me to swear on it like when we were children?” You chuckled.
“Your word is enough.” He smiled, kissing the corner of your mouth. Turning your head, you captured Loki’s lips in a proper kiss, an uncouth one. It didn’t take long for him to join you on the chaise lounge, below you, holding you down against him as he lifted his hips, fucking up into you.
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empressyu123 · 25 days
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It’s you… - chapter 3
Flashback
Yesterday after the phone call from the mystery person Isagi then goes to Anri to ask for something.
as he stands there he thinks for a minute, hesitant but then knocks.
Isagi: Anri.
Anri: hello Isagi, is something wrong?
Isagi: No, no, everything’s fine it’s just i’m here to make a request and i’m going to need your’s and Ego’s permission
Anri: oh, then what is it?
Isagi: if it’s alright with you could i use my points that I earned previously to visit someone?
Anri: oh
Anri: i don’t think we could do, because we’re a little too busy with the upcoming party…
she looks at him with an apologetic smile.
Isagi: oh, okay… sorry for bothering you i’ll head back
looking like a sad kitten Isagi slowly starts to walk away, and Anri witnessing this felt a pang of guilt suddenly perks up with an idea.
Anri: hey,
Isagi turns then tilts his head
Anri: how about you bring them here?
isagi, perks up: really?
Anri: sure! just call text her and we can make that arrangement!
Isagi: Yes!
he’s about to make the call until he actually process what was just said
Isagi: her?
Anri: your girlfriend?
there was silence.
Isagi: … I don’t have a girlfriend.
Anri: oh? oh! then your boyfriend then? (tryna be open minded)
Isagi: no, um … don’t have that either,
Anri: …
there was a much longer awkward silence that was almost to long for their likings. Thankfully Anri broke it by apologising.
Anri: A-ah… sorry!
Isagi: are there perhaps rumors about that with me?
Anri: ! (why did I trust those damn rumors?!)
Isagi: don’t worry i’ve heard, i just didn’t think they’d spread so fast, or that anyone would believe them.
Isagi thinks back to the moment of when he heard his friends talking about it.
Isagi thinking: (honestly just ask me, is it that hard?) *sighs*
Anri: ah… sorry
Isagi: it’s alright I was gonna tell everyone later on
Anri: if you don’t mind me asking then
Isagi: ?
Anri: who’s coming today?
Isagi: my brother
Anri: brother?
Isagi: yea my eldest brother to be more specific, he’s really nice and kind and is amazing at everything he does or puts his mind into!
Anri: he sounds like a great person if you’re talking so highly of him,
Isagi nods vigorously and smiling silly
Anri: (strange in his report it doesn’t say anything about him having any siblings)
trying to remember on his report if he had siblings or not, she realised something
Anri: isagi?
Isagi who is not paying full attention as he’s still giddy with excitement
Anti: i think you’re late for training
Isagi: ? … OH SHOOT!
as he realises, he quickly runs off to his next training session. but before doing so, he turns his head to the lady.
Isagi: thanks, Anri you’re the best!
as Anri watches the cat like boy run off, she couldn’t help but giggle to herself,
Anri: now…
turning herself to her paperworks. as if she’s preparing for war
Anri: let’s finish these and then go to Ego!
As soon as she got to work she forgotten to go to Ego
End of flashback
In the monitor room. Five of the masters (yes Mick is alive in this story) were chatting about their trainees when a certain albino man comes in.
Noa: has anyone seen isagi?
Mick: what’s up, can’t find your protégée? wanting to do some bonding with him~
Noa rolls his eyes at his stupid words.
Noa: no.
jesters the person behind who is Ego himself
Noa: This guy needs to speak with him.
Ego: Apparently he’s invited someone over early without my permission or knowledge. I have to go meet them now.
Loki: i think he’s with someone right now
Ego: Anri?
Loki: no but yesterday he did asked Anri for permission too meet someone.
Snuffy: *smirking* “someone”?
Lavinho: yea?
Loki: think it’s the girlfriend
Snuffy: definitely,
Lavinho, Mick, Chris: GIRLFRIEND?!?!
Noa: we don’t know if it IS. it’s just an accusation that the trainees made
Mick: Well then,
Mick who is now smirking
Mick: should we go, see if it’s real or not then?
Noa: what.
A wide grin takes half of Lavinho’s face,
Lavinho: why not? i’m quite curious
Noa: but
Chris: Oh come on, don’t tell me you’re not at least a little curious!
Noa sighs and looks Chris dead in the eyes with a blank stare
Noa: i’m not.
Chris: oh c’mon cyborg!
Mick and Lavinho: Booo, boring!
Snuffy: *laughing at the scene*
whilst everyone was discussing the topic of who this “mystery girl” was Ego turned to the youngest striker next to him, clearly annoyed
Ego: how’d did you know?
Loki: charles overheard their conversation yesterday.
Ego: and Isagi didn’t think to ask me first?
Loki: Anri was supposed to tell you yesterday, did she not?
Ego: …
Ego: that woman…
frustrated, he thought of a way to scold her and Isagi, when suddenly,
Chris: … wait.
everyone turns to look at Chris who’s looking at the monitor. then point to one of the screens
Chris: is that her?
everyone look at one he’s pointing at. The person was far away from the outside entrance camera and you could only see their back but even from that angle and distance,
Mick: holy shit…
Everyone: (She’s extremely beautiful)
but for some reason she looked. familiar?
however that thought was soon interrupted but Chris’s screeching
Chris: Just how, HOW? she’s GORGEOUS! and she looks 20!
Lavinho: *laughing* i’m dying to find out how he bagged this beauty!
Mick: Well what are we waiting here for? LETS GOO-
before they could all go to the entrance, there was a cough.
Ego: unfortunately for you.
Everyone stops in their tracks, then looks at Ego who’s pointing at the monitors all their teams who were up to trouble
Ego: you lot have the to go do your jobs
the masters: …
Ego: well then?
Noa: *sighs* we’ll be off then
Chris: make sure to introduce us to this girl once you meet her!
once all gone Ego slouched on his seat
Ego: haaa….. you paid for them, you paid for them, you PAID for them.
but as soon he looked at the figure in the screen again, he could help but wonder
Ego: … (why do you look so familiar?)
After waiting for some time, Isagi wondered if he should’ve have prepared a welcome home gift,
tugging on the green scarf that he wore the first time entering blue lock and looks nervously at the time on his phone.
Isagi: (it’s been a while) maybe i should call him-
??: Yoi!
Isagi turns as someone hugs him
as two coloured eyes that represented the sun and moon stare down at him, hidden behind his heart shaped sun glasses the voice called out
??: what have i told you about being wary of your surroundings?
Isagi: Aniki!
isagi then turns his body to hug back the long raven haired man.
Isagi: it’s so good to see you again it’s been ages,
laughing, the elegant man smile’s widen gently as he ruffles the smaller one’s hair
??: likewise dear, I see you’re wearing the scarf I made!
Isagi: how could I not? it’s my favourite one,
??: aww Yoichi! how come the words come out of your mouth are always so sweet?
Isagi’s eyes open wide and
flashbacks to all the insults he’s spewed on the field, probably dissed 1/4 of blue lock, adult included.
he darts his eyes away and sweats thinking if he should tell the truth or say something beautiful.
nervous Isagi: …yep
something beautiful it was.
Isagi: (oh Aniki, if you only you knew…)
??: now
slightly letting go of the hug the pretty gentleman to look up at him.
??: are you going to let me in this facility, or are we going to freeze to death out here?
Isagi: ah, of course hold on Anri and Ego are waiting inside for us!
now holding onto his aniki’s hand leading them both inside
??: of course-
??: …wait, what?
Isagi: come on, they’re waiting for you!
As Isagi drags his brother into the facility, the other raven hair’s smile could help but faultier slightly nervously. But quickly fixes it as soon as they were in the hall
Ego: Anri,
Anri: Yes?
Ego: why did you not inform me yesterday about this person?
Anri looks at Ego in confusion, then suddenly remembered that she forgot to tell him about it.
Anri: uh oh,
Anri: *coughs* ah well, i was pretty busy planning the party and i forgot to mention it to you…
Ego: why did Isagi come to you for permission anyway?
offended, Anri turns her head to him then asks blandly
Anri: Do you pay the bills here?
Ego: …
turned his head away then clicks his tough
Ego: shut up.
Anri: exactly!
Ego: let’s meet this girlfriend then,
Anri: ah, well- um you see
Anri: we’re not meeting his girlfriend,
Ego: who was that girl we saw on the monitor then, his sister?
Anri: his brother, his eldest brother to be more precise,
Anri: and you saw him on the monitor, what did he look like?
Ego: (beautiful) he had long hair with white tips
Ego: did you at least get to know his name?
Anri: …
Ego: Anri, you DID get his name… RIGHT?
Anri: look at the time IgottogotoIsagiandhisbrotherbye!
as quick as a flash, Anri dashed off to see the brothers before Ego could even call her back.
Ego: … *slaps his forehead* for FUCK sakes.
As the two black bluebell heads chatted and waited for a while, the older decided to finally ask
??: so who exactly. Is in charge around here?
Isagi: well, the woman who allowed us to meet is called Anri Teieri is the one who does all the paperwork and covers most of the jobs around here. And she’s a huge reason why this place is still running
??: wow go off queen! okay and the other?
Isagi: his name is Jinpachi Ego
the man had a smaller smile but his eyes were wide and stared in shock at what he just heard
??: Ego… Jinpachi?
Isagi: yea he’s the one who taught us all about egos and,
Isagi looked at his older brother worriedly as the beauty looked slightly pale.
Isagi: hey, are you alri-
*BAMM* the door flies open, they watched as Anri strides towards them with a nervous look on the face, clearly in her own world
Anri: Isagi Yoichi there you are, we NEED to go! is this your- oh wow…
the taller man looks at her then smiles
??: hi?
snapping out of her trance she drags both of them to Ego’s office
Anri: c’mon! Ego is waiting for us in his office,
Isagi: hey! no pushing!
Ego: *sigh and looks at the football stone on his thin tie* (i miss you…)
Just as Ego was about to turn get to work. He suddenly, heard a voice coming from outside
Anri: Ego, it’s me can we come in please?
Ego: come in,
the opens, he sees Anri and Isagi standing side by side and glares hard at them
Isagi: (fuck, he’s mad isn’t he?) hi Ego-san
Ego: Anri. Isagi.
Isagi & Anri: (here it comes)
Ego: do you know that you need at least a 2 days notice about this and you have a match and a party to attend too, we can’t be inviting people over and Anri how did you forget such an important mat-
Bravely (or stupidly) a gentle voice interrupted him
??: don’t be harsh on the poor things dear,
the long hair man emerged from behind them with the mannerisms that could only be described as like an angel
??: My little brother didn’t know till now, and the kind miss only just made a small mistake, so please be nice and forgive them,
Ego: and why should I listen to-
he looks up at the voice and is at loss for words,
Ego: you…
all that annoyance quickly vanished as soon as his eyes looked with his
silence
Isagi: ah, Ego, Anri I almost forgot to introduce you guys! sorry,
Isagi: this is my eldest brother-
Isagi’s eyes widen when Ego interrupts, he was shocked when he said his brother’s name
Ego: Ai Chouji…
Unfazed the pretty man taking off his sunglasses he smiles at Ego.
Chouji: nice to meet you again Gemstone,
(should i colour it fully?)
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lusianarendraws · 1 year
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Happy Valentine's Day!
As a way to celebrate the day, I prepared ship art for every single one of my OC x canon ships!
Stella x Comte de Saint-Germain
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Cleopatra x Vlad
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Airi x Shingen
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Emiko x Mitsuhide
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Lilly x Sirius
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Beatrix x Loki
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Celestina x Leon
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Elaine x Zeya (friend's OC)
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But I do have a new OC, Giselle! For both IkeVamp and IkePri. Here's the ship art for her! ☺️
Giselle x Nokto
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Giselle x Leonardo
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I'm sorry, I feel like I butchered Leonardo... 🙈 I just couldn't get his hair right.
I hope you like it anyway!
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hela-avenger · 1 year
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p&w: you, me and the avengers make three
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Author: hela-avenger
Word Count: 1824
Summary: pranks are all fun and games until someone gets hurt... and your hit list has quite a few names to cross.
(alternative title: all is fair in love and war)
A/N: I've finally got to it! Hope to write a few more short extras before finally commencing the sequel of poison & wine.
poison & wine masterlist
You didn’t put two and two together until it became blatantly obvious that your friends had initiated a prank war that revolved around you. 
It started slowly and so casually that you chalked it off as your friends just really missing you. The first few days back to the compound, specifically the mornings, were taken up by Nat and Wanda who insisted on daily brunches or long coffee runs to catch up on all the gossip surrounding your trip to Asgard and your sudden relationship with Loki. 
The remainder of the day was for the boys as Steve and Bucky took up a lot of your time reminiscing on the old days and hoping to outdrink you when they noticed you could keep up with them. 
With this schedule thrust upon you, your nights were the only moments you had to spend with Loki and even then you both were quick to fall asleep, missing a chance to actually spend time together.
It wasn’t until you slept in one day enjoying Loki’s company for once that the pieces finally came together. 
Nat and Wanda were quick to ambush you into going out for lunch and when you explained that you would like to spend a day with your boyfriend did they double down. If that wasn’t hint enough, you were quickly surrounded by Steve and Bucky who insisted on taking you out on a trip to DC to visit the local museums. 
“What is going on?” you questioned them but the moment those words came out of your mouth did they quickly make themselves scarce. 
The final nail on the coffin was when you returned to Loki only to find him fending off his own brother.
“No, Thor,” he exclaimed. “I do not want to spar with you nor do I wish to venture out on the filthy streets of New York to visit Central Park. There is no amount of groveling that will convince me. I’m quite tired of these adventures you keep trying to convince me of so make haste and leave my sight before you find a dagger pierced to your side.”
Thor throws his hands in surrender as he backs out of Loki’s room. You’re quick to stop his exit though much to Loki’s discontent. 
“Actually Thor, stay,” you tell him, narrowing your eyes at the god. “I have some questions that are in need of answers.” 
You watch Thor visibly swallow as you direct him to the couch. 
“What’s going on?” 
“Nothing,” Thor answers too quickly. “I just wish to spend time with my brother, that’s all.”
“Right,” you whisper. You take a moment to gather your thoughts and let the silence in the room grow. Thor glances at the door and Loki starts to catch on. 
“Darling, what is this about?” 
“Nothing,” you wave him off as you settle on a course of action. “Old age must be getting to me because I just had some silly thoughts, that’s all.” 
You turn to Thor and smile. 
“You’re free to leave, Thor. Sorry to keep you.” 
Thor’s relief is instant as he jumps up from the couch and heads for the doors. The moment his hand reaches for the handle is when you decide to strike. 
“Oh and Thor?” you call out. “Tell Nat and the rest of them better luck next time because revenge is coming and it’s coming for each and every one of you.” 
Thor is quick to retract his hand and turns back to face you with complete and utter fear. Loki is amused at the sight but surprised to see you rendering his brother in such a state. 
“My love, an explanation please?” Loki speaks as he wraps his arms around your waist.   
“It seems like my friends and your brother have been scheming behind our backs,” you explain. “But I might be inclined to offer mercy if an apology is made.” 
“Apologies, my lady,” Thor quickly exhales, dropping down to one knee and crossing his arm across his chest. “My deepest and most sincere apologies.” 
“Apology accepted, Thor,” you laugh out. “You may rise.” 
“As much as I enjoy your groveling, brother,” Loki states with a grin. “What scares you so much about my darling little pet? I’ve never seen you so regretful after pulling pranks on me.”
“Well, I know what to expect of you, Loki,” Thor answers. “Daggers and magic and humiliation in front of many, many people but as for your better half…” 
Thor trails off unsure of how to explain it. 
“He simply doesn’t know what to expect,” you answer. “Perhaps I’ll leave all of you on edge never knowing when I’ll enact my revenge and when enough time has passed and all has been forgotten, in a moment of pure peace and serenity, I’ll strike everyone with the things they fear the most and likely cause such life-altering trauma that they potentially never heal from.” 
Thor looks at you in pure horror. 
“Or maybe I’ll place laxatives in your food,” you add with a wave of your hand. “It’s really hard to decide which one to do.” 
Thor can’t help the shiver of fear that runs down his body.
“I spoke too soon. You might be the better half in this scenario, brother,” Thor whispers. “You two are really made for each other.”
Loki can’t help but laugh at his brother’s expense as he presses a kiss on the curve of your neck before letting go of your waist.
“Though she be but little, she is fierce,” Loki comments. “It’s nice not to be on the receiving end of your wrath, darling.” 
You plop down on your couch as you try to plan every detail of your upcoming vengeance. The growing silence is evident and Loki takes notice of the glint of fire in your eyes. 
“What exactly are you planning?”
“It’s war, Loki,” you answer. “All is fair in love and war.”
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The cork flies perfectly across the kitchen and you are quick to carry the overflowing champagne bottle to the sink. Nat and Wanda can’t help but laugh as you scramble for the pitcher of orange juice and top it off. 
“We really are sorry,” Wanda apologizes. “It really was a harmless prank.” 
“I’m not really sorry,” Nat remarks. “You come back from this mysterious trip in Asgard, disappear, and when you do eventually make your way back to us, you come back with a boyfriend and it’s Loki of all people.” 
“Careful Nat,” you smirk as you fill their champagne flutes. “You sound bitter.” 
She rolls her eyes, “I enjoy my independence thank you very much.” 
“I know I’ve kept certain things a mystery and that will remain that way for some time, but I am sorry for most things that you said Natasha, but not all.”
“Apology accepted,” Wanda answers. 
“Close enough,” Nat shrugs. “Apology accepted.” 
“Good, now please eat up,” you tell them as you motion to the plates in front of them. “I went through the greatest trouble of making breakfast.”  
You hide your smirk as you drink your mimosa watching as they both take bites from their breakfast burrito. There’s a distinct crunch which captures them by surprise. They chew through it and eventually swallow. 
“This is really good,” Wanda answers with a tight smile noticing now the smirk on your face. “What-uh-exactly is in it?” 
“Egg, chorizo, avocado, some cheese...”
“But there’s a crunch,” Wanda states. “What’s the crunch?” 
“Oh, that might be something I thought we should try out,” you explain as you turn towards one of the pan on the stove. “I had it when I was traveling in Thailand and it is so environmentally friendly.” 
“You didn’t,” Natasha exclaims, spitting out the second bite she just took. 
“See for yourself,” you say as you lift the lid revealing the crispy scorpions and spiders. 
Wanda is quick to scream and gag while Natasha’s face goes stone cold. They’re quick to abandon their plates as they run towards the nearest bathroom. 
You refill your glass of mimosa as Loki comes strolling into the kitchen. 
“Well everything seems to have gone as planned.” 
“Oh yes,” you answer as you pick up one of the discarded breakfast burritos and take a bite of your own. “If only they knew, I filled these with tortilla chips and not insects.” 
Loki laughs and presses a kiss on your temple. 
“So devious, darling,” he whispers. “So very devious.” 
After your successful prank to Nat and Wanda, an obstacle arose in trying to catch the super boys off guard. They knew they were next and their paranoia knew no bounds. Part of you was tempted to leave them in suspense for an immeasurable amount of time but you had a plan and you weren’t going to let it go to waste. 
So if Steve and Bucky weren’t going to come to you, then the solution would be to take the war to them. It was convenient in the end as the training room was just the place you wanted them to be in.
You watched as they spared against each other. With Bucky’s metal arm, Steve had no other choice but to have his shield to even the odds. They were so focused with one another that you slipped into the room with Tony’s control pad. 
“Hi boys,” you greet them as you cut the music. “You’ve been avoiding me.” 
Steve and Bucky look at you warily. 
“Come on, don’t look at me like that!” 
“We’ve apologized,” Steve states as he tucks his shield onto his back. “Whatever you’re planning, knock it off.”  
“I never accepted your apology,” you point out to him. “So no I will not.” 
“Doll, we really meant no harm,” Bucky insisted.  
“Well, maybe I do.” 
You’re quick to send a command on the control pad and watch as Bucky and Steve fly towards the wall. They groan as they make contact before you press the release causing them to slump to the ground. 
“What in the hell was that?” Bucky mutters as he rolls his metal arm. 
“Magnetic field,” you answer simply. “A very strong one to handle the both of you.” 
“How did you even get that programmed?” 
“Oh, I outsourced this part of my plan,” you explain. “Tony hated his honeymoon being disrupted but was very game into fucking with both of you.” 
“Ok, ok, we get it now,” Steve surrenders. “You are not to be messed with.” 
“I’m glad you learned your lesson,” you acknowledge. “But just to make sure…” 
You press another command and send it through watching as Steve and Bucky are sent flying to the ceiling before you turn it off. They don’t get a chance to get up as your second command has them stuck on the floor. Bucky tries to wretch his arm off while Steve tries to wiggle his shield off his back. 
You watch for a few seconds more before you turn off the command for good. 
“Apology accepted boys.”
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Lokabrenna
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Short story # 16
✨Fandom(s) - Vikings & The Last Kingdom
💍Pairing - Osferth X Reader
🕯Summary - After many years, you and your brothers are reunited with your father, King Ragnar. Along side him are two men you've never met. And when met face to face with your father, you unleash your rage of being abandoned.
⚠️Warning(s) - Talk of mutilation, near death experience, abandonment, and that's about it I think.
📝Note(s) - Okay so I randomly started brewing this story in my head. I've watched all but like the last season of Vikings, and this story will have little to do with the storyline up until the point Ragnar comes back. Now I've never watched The Last Kingdom, I want to start watching it soon, but as I am writing this piece I haven't watched any. So this crossover will be interesting to say the least. Oh and I apologize but I am writing this with the idea that the reader is about 6'7", and in time I'll explain why in later notes. But for the most part this won't be mentioned, but it will pop up every so often. Reader is also described to have emerald green eyes, dark hair the first two things being things from her mother, and scars she obtained as a girl. Other than that the readers image is up to you. So the read is kinda like an OC but with your name, and the majority of your image. Oh and in this story the Norse Gods are real, and several will be involved in this story. But some things to do with the Gods isn't actually a part of Norse mythology, I'm just bending some of it to work best with the story. (Thank you for taking the time to read the notes if you have.)
🗝Key information - Lokabrenna meaning Loki's Torch in this story. (Eventually it will make perfect sense.)
🌬Year posted - 2022
📖Reading time roughly - Ten minutes.
🙈Rating - SFW/NSFW
◈ Part 1.) | Part 2.) |
🎧Playlist to listen to while reading.↓↓↓
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Sparing with Björn was something (Y/n) indulged with most days, as he was the only one of her brothers willing to spar with her, and the only one that would push her to better her skills. Though her twin, Ivar would likely spar with her and push her to be the best, his legs prevented him from being able to do as much as Björn could. The others watched their eldest brother fought with their little sister, who wasn't quite so little, as she stood roughly four inches above Björn. Ubbe chuckled when (Y/n) slammed her shield into Björns, making the blond stumble back several inches. "You can do better than that." (Y/n) taunted her brother, blocking his sword and countering swiftly, her blade resting beside his neck. "Honestly I'm beginning to think you are getting old brother." She teased, making the others snicker on the sidelines. Björn scoffed with a grin, breaking away from her and beginning the fight again.
"King Ragnar has returned." A voice called out, the words making (Y/n)'s stance falter, giving Björn the opportunity to trip her, making her land face first into the dirt. "Shit." Björn muttered under his breath, realizing his mistake, he tossed his shield and sword aside. The others approaching as she rolled onto her back, looking to the blue sky with glossy emerald eyes. "I didn't mean to-" She cut Björn off. "It isn't that." She closed her eyes for a moment, only opening them again when Ivar brushed her hair away from her eyes. "He doesn't know she is alive." Ivar reminded their brothers in a soft tone, making the eldest sigh with realization. Björn offered his hand to (Y/n), pulling her to her feet when she accepted his offer. "Well then, he will be surprised hm." The blond patted her shoulder affectionately, smiling when she chuckled at that. "Come on then, let's go see the old man." She dusted herself off then followed behind her brother's, keeping pace with Ivar as she always would.
The growing crowd parted for the arrival of the Princes and Princess, allowing Ragnar to see his children for the first time in many years. The shock apparent when his eyes laid on (Y/n), who stood tall beside her brother's, trying to suppress her emotions. "(Y/n)." Ragnar breathed out her name, tears welling in his eyes at the sight of his only surviving daughter. Ragnar approached her with slow steps, as if he was afraid she would vanish if he approached to quickly. "Little (Y/n)." He smiled taking in the sight of her. "Not so little any more." He remarked with a grin, his eyes casting to her left where Ivar sat, his pointer finger curled around (Y/n)'s, something they had done since birth for comfort. "Hello Ivar." Ragnar smiled down at his youngest son, and for a moment Ivar mirrored his smile, until (Y/n) suddenly shoved Ragnar away. The crowd grew deathly silent, watching the scene unfold before them.
"You left me." She hissed lowly, looming over her father. "I didn't-." Ragnar tried, but she stalked forward, putting her face into his. "You left me for dead." (Y/n) growled quietly, fire practically glowing within her emerald orbs. "I thought you had died." He argued. "I called out to you, I screamed so you would hear me. And yet you left me to burn in that dragons fire." Her gaze cast to the two strange men accompanying the King. "Let me guess, this is the boy you took in after you abandoned me?" She accused, Ragnar's eyes shimmering with shame. "You left all of us, but you would raise this stranger as if he were your own." She scoffed. "You think we did not know? That we didn't keep an eye on you? That we wouldn't hear about the young warrior claiming to be another son of King Ragnar?" She straightened her back, looming over her father once more. "You are no King, and you are no father, you are just an old man wallowing in self pity." She hissed before turning her back on him.
"I am your father, and I am your King!" Ragnar yelled, his anger only fueling (Y/n)'s rage. She quickly spun on her heel, and Björn tried catching her arm as she moved to swing. He failed in holding her back, instead he only pulled two of her rings off before her fist collided with Ragnar's jaw, the warn man fell to one knee, blood oozing from his lip. "You stopped being my father when you left me for dead, and you are a worthless King that even the Gods do not recognize." Her voice boomed over the crowd, and as quickly as she had said that, she stormed off. Shoving her way through the crowd, unaware of her brother's following her. Björn crouched down to pick up (Y/n)'s rings, which had fallen to the ground. While Uhtred and Osferth helped Ragnar to his feet, despite the old King's demands to be left alone. "You are not the man I once knew." Björn commented as he rose to his feet, looking his father in the eyes. "Like (Y/n)... I cannot forgive you for what you did to her." He added before walking away, intent on joining his siblings again.
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(Y/n) began her trek into the woods, her sword secured to her hip, and her large grey cloak fastened around her shoulders. "Princess wait a moment." Uhtred called out as he and Osferth jogged after her into the woods. "Why should I even speak to you?" She glowered at the man, who looked almost sheepish before her. "I'm sorry." He offered, which only confused her. "Why are you sorry?" She questioned. "Because of your father." He explained. "I am not angry at my father for raising you... I am angry that he so easily abandoned me and my brothers. And yet instead of coming home, with or without you, he stayed out there and pretended as if he wasn't a King, as if he didn't have his own children to care for." She turned away and began walking again, only for the men to follow her. "You said he left you for dead? I had assumed he left you here with your brothers." He spoke up again, his words causing her to stop again. "My father took me with him when he ran away from Kattegat, I was to young to understand what was happening." She pulled her hood down, properly observing the two.
"I was with him for two years, we lived in a cabin far from here. One evening while he was out hunting a dragon descended upon the cabin. It set the cabin on fire while I was trapped inside, I cried out for my father to save me, but he never came. The dragon had left as quickly as it came, and I was left alone to burn alive." The smaller of the two grimaced at her words. "I found myself trapped in the best place however, as the smoke could not reach me. When part of the wall finally crumbled to the ground, I crawled as best I could out of the cabin. I was weak, and burnt badly. The sky was dark by this point, and my father nowhere in sight." She licked her lips before continuing. "I did the only thing I could think to do, I wept for the Gods. Praying that one of them would hear me, and offer me aid. The wolf God Fenrir heard me, and sent his sons Hati and Sköll to aid me. They found me and used what little magic they could to mend my wounds, which did very little, but it kept me alive long enough for them to bring me home."
She pulled to cord of her cloak, allowing it to fall to the ground. "They ran for seven days and eight nights with me atop Hati until they reached Kattegat. They broke into my families long house, with me on the brink of death, and the moment my mother laid eyes on me she knew what had happened. For she dreamt about it the very same night it happened. She sent for healers from far and wide, and with their help I was nurtured back to health. I bare the scars of my father's negligence, and can never forgive him for it." She turned her back to the men, and quickly swept her shirt up to show them, the mass amount of burnt skin stretched across the expanse of her back. "Gods." Uhtred muttered under his breath, the both of them stunned by the sheer amount of tattered skin, each wondering how she could survive such a thing. The sound of a branch snapping caught their attention, and just as her brothers walked into view (Y/n) dropped her shirt, now facing her brother's.
"You are going to see him aren't you? To pay tribute?" Ubbe asked as she picked up her cloak. "I am." She nodded her head in agreement. "We're coming with you." Björn stated. "Why?" She wondered. "We wish to give thanks to the ones who saved you." Ivar cut in, moving around Ubbe to sit at her feet. "Hvitserk, Sigurd, why are you coming? Neither of you have ever seemed to care much about me." She tilted her head, her words making Hvitserk scoff. "You are still our sister." Sigurd argued. "We care more deeply than you think." Hvitserk added. "Okay... You can all come with me." She smiled at her brother's, her gaze casting to Uhtred and Osferth when Uhtred cleared his throat. "Who are you going to see?" He questioned. "Fenrir wolf." Her words stunned them both for a moment. "We shall come as well." Uhtred insisted. "And why is that?" (Y/n) questioned. "I feel that we must." He vaguely explained, making (Y/n) arch a brow at him.
"If that is what you wish, then so be it." She turned her attention then to Ivar. "I shall carry you Ivar, this is a long journey, and I do not wish for you to suffer." She knelt before him. "So you shall suffer instead?" Ivar argued stubbornly. "I will happily suffer for you dear brother." She assured him, before playfully bumping her forehead against his. Only turning her back to him when he grinned at her, and effortlessly she hoisted her twin onto her back, and rose to her feet. "We will not be back until tomorrow evening." She warned them, half expecting Uhtred and Osferth to turn back. A faint grin ghosting her lips when they continued to follow her lead deeper into the woods. "I didn't expect Fenrir to be so close to Kattegat." Uhtred remarked. "He isn't. But one of the passageways to him is." (Y/n) explained, the entire encounter leaving Osferth confused in his silence, though he continued to follow his friend regardless of his doubts.
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psychospore · 1 year
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Private Tutor
Sorry lovelies! I've been really busy and sick for some time but here's a quick Sunday smut for y'all.
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Pairing: Prince!Loki x BratPrincess!OC
Warnings: smut, 18+, minors DNI, borderline incest - not really they're not biological and they didn't grow together, sex - p on v , m receiving, f receiving, brat!oc
Technically, you are Thor's biological younger sister. Loki is your adoptive brother that Odin took in before you were born. Since birth, you were raised away from Asgard and along with the witches your mother entrusted you with. Their constant praises and doting evidently turned you into a brat. Now that you've come of age, you return to Asgard and an unwanted sexual tension builds up between you and Loki with your constant bickering.
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"Your highness, I told the princess that she was not allowed in your room but she was persistent" the guards trailed behind Loki as he walked hurriedly to his room. It was evening and he had just arrived from his princely duties. He was already exhausted and now he is fuming.
He tried best not to get attracted to you but the more you show your bratty side, the more it compels him to dominate over you.
He wants to pin you down and make you beg for release as he kiss your lips raw, the same lips that continually spew insults and commands to everyone.
Before you entered you commanded all the guards to leave. They might paint the wrong picture if you ended up screaming to that brat. Undeniably, a pang of excitement hit you as you came to the realization that you are in his room.
He took a deep breath as he opened the door. A waft of your scent hits his nostrils right away. He saw you in your thin nighties barely covering anything, reading a spell book face down in his bed. Your soft skin glistened against the light of his room.
He saw your thick cotton robe lying on the floor and he picked it up, "what are you doing in my room?" He asked, scanning you up and down.
"I got bored. I heard you got a lot of spell books here so I invited myself," you smugly answered.
Loki's patience was running thin but he tried to keep is composure, "you could just bring the book to your room to read,"
"that won't be fun. Besides, is it so bad that I want to spend some time with my other brother while Thor is away?" You teasingly responded, shifting you position to sit on the edge of the bed.
"y/n, please spare me the teasing for tonight. I am exhausted. You could read here for a while but once I'm out of my bath I want you out as well."
You pout as Loki heads to the bath, ignoring your teasing. In reality, Loki had to release himself after seeing you there in his bed. He was laying in the bath, the warm water relaxing his aching muscles. Only the dim flickering lights to accompany him in the large bath.
He threw his head back as he palms himself to the thought of you. Slow and steady strokes as he imagines you coming undone to his cock. He knows it's wrong but he can't help himself.
He was barely awake and did not notice you strip and slowly joined him to the bath. You noticed he was stroking himself as he murmurs your name.
You flicked his hand away and replaced it both of your own to stroke his cock. He was enormous and you wondered if that could ever fit you. Loki was moaning - was he dreaming?
You were looking at him and his face seemed calm, his arms were outstretched on either side of the bath. You were still admiring his sharp features against the flickering light when you felt a sharp tug against your hair guiding you straight to his cock underwater.
You almost gagged, realizing that you are balls deep on your brother's cock. He bobs your head up and down as he bucks his hips in response. You flailed under the water and Loki released your hair so you could face him properly.
Your hair was a mess and your breasts were peeking from the water, "what in Hel was that?" you complained.
"I believe I told you to stay in the room, and yet here you are - hungry for your own brother's cock"
"I heard you say my name as you stroke yourself. Father won't be so pleased to hear that you're lusting over your sister"
"Should we recall how you commanded the guards to let you in my room in your thin night gown? Or how you followed me here in my personal bath alone, dear sister? I don't think Allfather would be pleased to hear that too"
You bit your lower lip in frustration. "You suck as an older brother" as you slumped beside him pouting.
"I do " he purrs in your ear as he moves closer behind you, his erect cock grazing your bare ass. "But now that you're here, I'd like to make this fun for both of us - a bonding moment"
He proceeds to lightly circle your clit with his right hand and play with your breast with his left. You let out a pathetic whimper when he started kissing the crook of your neck too.
"should I keep going, princess?" He asked as he stopped all his movement.
"Don't stop" you whined.
Your legs were starting to get shaky but Loki lifts your body up to sit you on the edge of the bath. He marvels as he spreads your legs in front of him. "Stop staring at it too much, it's embarrassing" your face was red.
"I'll stare at it and worship it as much as I want, princess" before you can complain, Loki moves to lick your folds, a jolt of electricity running throughout your body as his nose comes in contact with your aching clit. You were already sopping wet as he inserted two of his fingers inside. "My, my - you're already so warm and wet. So needy"
"Stop teasing me - aaahhh" complains falling to deaf ears as your whole body rocked while he pistoned his fingers inside you. You grabbed Loki closer as your toes curled up to an orgasmic release. Loki helped you ride out the wave as your whole body shuddered.
He guided you to his throbbing member. Using both hands to stroke and your plump lips to suck him out. Your eyes watered from taking in his huge cock but he seemed to enjoy the pleasure he's getting from you. You were sex-drunk at this point to complain.
You go deeper and deeper into him as he bucks his hips against your face. "What a pretty princess you are - so filthy for me" he moans as he shoots his loads into your mouth which you swallowed until the last drop.
He flips you over so he could take you from behind, your arms grab the edge of the bath to support you. He teasingly rubs his cock to your folds and you try to buck your ass back so you can feel him.
He gives it to you - slowly pushing inside you as you adjust to his size. Your walls clenching him in. He thrusted out, only leaving the tip inside before thrusting back inside. Building the speed overtime - your moans and groans echoed inside the bath.
Not satisfied, Loki lifts one of your legs up to grind deeper into you. Your whole body was shaking and it was so good. You felt another wave of orgasm creeping up and before you could warn Loki, it flooded inside you. Your warm release coated Loki's member which triggered his own climax soon after. White seed shoot out to your back as he pulls out just in time.
You were both sweaty, and panting for breath.
"Maybe I should visit your room often now" you moaned
"Definitely not. Stop being a brat, y/n" Loki answered.
"Being a brat led me to having sex with my brother so I think I'll keep on being one. Consider this a private tutoring and no one will bat an eye once they know I'm learning from the best magic casters in Asgard" you beamed.
"This is not happening again. I think we both should forget this"
"I don't think so, I love you Loki" you seductively teased him and you felt his growing member as you fiddle it on your fingers. You close in to kiss him passionately as you straddle on top of him.
"Such a brat" he breathily responds.
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hinatastinygiant · 2 months
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Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Fem!Reader, Some Thor x Fem!Reader
As a young princess of Astoria, you're introduced to the two princes of Asgard. Although love blooms with one of the princes, destiny takes an unexpected turn as you become betrothed to the other. But your intricate dance of love and royalty shatters when the TVA intervenes, ripping you away from everything you hold dear, and plunging you into the bewildering realms of time and existence.
Warnings: Language Warning! NSFW (18+) Sexual Content! Violence!
one: 𝓣𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓜𝔂 𝓗𝓪𝓷𝓭
two: 𝓣𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓜𝔂 𝓦𝓱𝓸𝓵𝓮 𝓛𝓲𝓯𝓮, 𝓣𝓸𝓸
three: 𝓕𝓸𝓻 𝓘 𝓒𝓪𝓷❜𝓽 𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓹
four: 𝓕𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓘𝓷 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮
five: 𝓦𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓨𝓸𝓾.
six: 𝓘 𝓗𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓓𝓲𝓮𝓭 𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓓𝓪𝔂
seven: 𝓦𝓪𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓕𝓸𝓻 𝓨𝓸𝓾
eight: 𝓓𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓓𝓸𝓷❜𝓽 𝓑𝓮 𝓐𝓯𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓭
nine: 𝓘 𝓗𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓭 𝓨𝓸𝓾
ten: 𝓕𝓸𝓻 𝓐 𝓣𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓨𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼.
I DO NOT OWN MCU OR ITS CHARACTERS. I ONLY OWN THE OC’s.
(Completed February 14, 9:00 pm est)
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wednesday-fanatic · 9 months
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Who I Will Write For and What I Will Write For
Will: Smut, fluff, angst, death, I will do Dom/sub dynamics, choking, masterbation, overestimulation, hard doms, soft doms.
Wont: Piss kink, shit kink, creampie, not too rough of sex (but I will do rough sex), and I will not write for use of toys.
Fandoms:
FREE REIN
Pin Hawthorne
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SHADOW AND BONE
Kaz Brekker
Jesper Fahey
Alina Starkov
General Kirigan
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MANIFEST
Ben Stone
Olive Stone
Cal Stone
Zeke Landon
Jared Vasquez
TJ Morrison
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DEADLY CLASS
Marcus Lopez
Saya Kuroki
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HARRY POTTER
Harry Potter
Draco Malfoy
Tom Riddle
Lorenzo Berkshire
Matteo Riddle
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MARAUDERS ERA
Young!James Potter
Young!Regulus Black
Young!Peter Pettigrew
Young!Remus Lupin
Young!Sirius Black
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NARNIA
Edmund Pevensie
Peter Pevensie
Prince Caspian
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BUNK'D
Griff Jones
Xander McCormick
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HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON
Hiccup Haddock
Astrid Hofferson
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ZOMBIES 2
Wyatt Lykensen
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SECRETS OF SULPHUR SPRINGS
Griffin Campbell
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DRAGONS: THE NINE REALMS
Tom Kullerson
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WEDNESDAY
Wednesday Addams
Tyler Galpin
Xavier Thorpe
Ajax
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DC
Barry Allen
Caitlin Snow
Alex Danvers
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MARVEL
Loki Laugherson
Tony Stark
Peter Parker (Tom Holland and Andrew Garfield)
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OUAT
Peter Pan
Felix
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MIRACULOUS
Chat Noir
Adrien Agreste
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HEARTLAND
Ty Borden
Dylan Westfield
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ENOLA HOLMES
Sherlock Holmes
Tewksbury
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ANNE WITH AN E
Gilbert Blythe
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RISE OF THE GUARDIANS
Jack Frost
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I do requests. I will do X Reader and X OC.
Message me through my profile if you have a request. I do not really check comments, so it's easier for me to get requests through a message then a comment
I will write for characters from Kings Choice which is a game on the Google play store. I dont know why but im in love with some of the characters, like, the way their animated is hot. Here's who I'll write for from the game:
Lance
Beth/Ian
Ryan
Esmerelda
Eva
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I will do smut, fluff, and angst for the Kings Choice game. I take requests for them too
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folkoreluvr · 2 months
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My princely beast | chapter one
Summary: Loki and thanos have almost successfully taken over the planet and have dispensed of the earths mightiest hero’s. In the action however, Loki brings Tony’s daughter to his grand estate in the countryside, addled with guilt for his actions as he begins to break free from Thanos’ mind control.
Pairing: Loki x stark!oc
Warnings: darkish!loki, mind control, captive?, blood, violence, gore, smut
A/n: after re-reading ACOTAR and watching beauty and the beast this little scenario popped right into my head and after days of day dreaming I decided I had to write it.
I stare out of the fogged up window of my bedroom in this strange estate, I suppose I should be more relived I haven’t been thrown into some sort of dungeon or cell. Then again, my captor decided to throw my father to the cells and keep me so maybe I should be more worried. I have spent three days here and am yet to come across my captor, I’d have hope he doesn’t live here if not for the group of servants potting around the place, each with a hanging fear over their heads.
I turn around at the sound of a knocking at my door. Helga, a maid, comes in and places a plate of cookies on the desk in my new cell.
“You should eat something.” She tells me, not a suggestion but more of a command. I shake my head, pulling my soft hand away from the cool window, wiping the wet condensation on my night gown. I have been left such strange clothes, some clearly modern but most what I can only assume is Asgardian. I haven’t worn any of them, only kept onto a silk nightgown that drops to the floor in a soft pink hue and my black crew neck with the words “stark industries” printed on its front in bold white words. I see now that’s it’s probably all that’s left of my family, my legacy. The great Starks, reduced to nothing at the hands of a cruel god. “He hasn’t poisoned it.” Helga stars again with a roll of her eyes. “He’s not been here to poison it and I doubt he would bother himself with such trivial matters if you seem intent on starving yourself anyway.” I grab for the pale cream cookie with anxiousness, watching Helgas face as I eat. I try my best to keep an ounce of dignity, but I haven’t eaten in nearly three days.
“Why am I here?” I ask as I finish the cookie, desperate to grab another and scoff that one but I’ll wait until she goes. Helga surveys me as I sit on the bed, my body pulled as far into itself as possible, hands clenched into fists. Fear. Im completely petrified of why he kept me and what he plans to do to me.
“I do not know.” She tells me, a bow in her head showing her honesty. Maybe that’s worse, if his intentions aren’t clear to his servants then maybe I should try and leave, run as fast as I can and hope to find someone out here in the depths of the countryside. “You are free to leave.” Helga tells me, as if she has read to mind. “He has said that much.” I only stare at her in confusion. He must be a terrible captor if I am free to leave. Helga leaves me at that and the second the door clicks closed I grab for the plate and groan at the taste of sweet sugar.
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Afterwards, I look down at myself and see the dirt clinging to my nightgown and the messy nature of my hair and decide to shower, after all it’s very unlikely anything could happen to me in there. I walk into the vast bathroom, it’s an odd mix of old time decor and the newest technology. I fiddle with the knobs until I have it running smoothly and hot and turn around to lock the door. I pull off the jumper and fold it on the shelf but the nighgown I accept is a lost cause. When the hot water begins to cascade down my throat I all but groan, savouring the feeling of warmth and comfort. The shower is fully stocked with an array of luxurious products. I grab at the soap and scrub my body red and raw, desperately trying to remove the dirt from me but it clings to me. I slide down the soaked wall of the shower and sit on the floor, bringing my knees to my chest and for the first time in three days, since I lost everything, I cry. The pattering of hard water on stone drowns out the sound of my choked out sobs, as I heave and heave, searching for breath. After a few minutes I stand back up on shaking legs and scrub at my brown locks. I pull myself away from the warmth of the water and wrap towel around myself.
I step out of the bathroom to find the sheets of my, his bed have been changed and the plate of crumbs removed. Tugging the cotton towel closer, I survey the large chest of drawers, the top is filled with underwear, a lot from my own drawers back home and some of it new. Thick cotton socks are shoved into the corner and corset like bras are lined up in a multitude of colours. I pull out one of these corsets and a pair of my own underwear and toss them on the bed. The next draw is stacked full of nightgowns - again a mix of mine and new ones. The third draw is full of soft cotton shirts and leggings, along with thick knitted jumpers. The fourth draw is the most interesting however, I pull out stacks of thick leather, noting a deep cut vest that laces at the front and black trousers, ones that would no doubt cling to me like second skin. I shove the clothes back in the drawer and wander over to the dark oak wardrobe. All the furniture looks old, worn but the appliances, such as the large tv, new. It was as if the house had been left here abandoned and my captor had claimed it, that was easily possible.
I run my hands along the soft fabrics as I chose a dress. I land on a more earthly dress in a faded green colour and toss it to the bed too. Lined up at the bottom of the wardrobe is an assortment of shoes, red bottomed stilettos, country boots, leather boots that matched the other leather apparel my captor had left for me and an array of slip on shoes. I chose black ones with a small heel and dress myself. The dress falls to my ankles, billowing lightly around me, it cuts diagonally at my shoulders, showing my collarbone. The back laces up and I wrestle with the fabric as I tug them tight, allowing the dress to cling to the curves of my body. I slip on the shoes and sneak at my door, worried I’ll find someone outside it.
I pull open the heavy wood and find an unbreathing corridor. I keep my hands clenched into fists as I walk slowly down the hallway, my head anxiously darting from left to right like the god will attack me from the shadows. I turn at the end of the hallway and find the stairs to the foyer. I scale down them anxiously, watching the door with heavy breaths. I don’t see anyone else around the house, no cooks or cleaners but the house is in perfect condition and there is no way Helga could do it all herself. Magic most likely, dark dangerous magic belonging to a darker and much more dangerous man. I reach the bottom of the stairs and contemplate going for the door and running but I have no clue where I am, no coat or food and no weapon to defend myself. That’s what I should do, find something to defend myself with. I wander the hallways in search of a kitchen, hoping to steal a cutting knife, better than nothing. I find the kitchen at last but nearly grown as I find Helga in there, preparing a large chicken with numerous spices, I see bubbling pots on the stove full of vegetables and a tray of bread rolls waiting to be cooked. It can’t all be for me. Dread settles over me as I realise he’s coming to the house, to my prison. Helga looks up at me and says nothing, going back to her cooking, the knives are on the other side of the kitchen and if she is distracted she probably won’t notice me grabbing one for the rack. Attempting to be nonchalant, I walk around the kitchen Island and towards my weapons but before I can wrap my sweating palm around a blade Helga interrupts me.
“He keeps his weapons in the armoury, it’s in the right wing, the doors down and to your right.” I don’t turn around, or move or make a noise. I can’t help but question why she would tell me such things, what motive she might have. “There’s a chest full of throwing knives and daggers, ones with sheaths.” She tells me, not looking up from the potato she is currently peeling. “You’ll cut yourself on that knife if you keep it at your chest, the smartest place to keep a knife.” Trusting Helga seems stupid but she seems to have lied about nothing else and there is nothing malicious in her tone. I retreat from the kitchen without a word and stalk down the corridors, I takes me nearly an hour to find the armoury in the maze of a house and true to her word it is full of weapons. I find a chest and prop it open, fishing out a dagger, its handle is gold and carved with runes that match the ones on the leather sheath. A large emerald stone is placed at the hilt and I turn it over in my hands, feeling the heavy weight of the metal - most likely Asgardian. I shove it down my chest and stand up. He might he furious at me for taking from him, he might even kill me but I do not care, I do not have much to live for anymore.
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With the dagger safely at my chest, I retreat and head back to my room but I stop when I hear voices coming from the kitchen, I hide around the corner, recognising the quick tone of Helga and the dark growl of my captor.
“She left her room?” He asks, Helga responds in a simple yes as she chops, the sound of the knife clattering though the room. “And what did she do?” He asks her. I still, the colour draining from my face, limbs shaking.
“Came in here in search of a knife.” Helga drones, entirely uninterested. I wait in heavy silence for a negative reaction from my captor but receive none, only an interested hum. “I told her she’d have better luck in the armoury and she left, almost likely to grab a better blade.” My captor muses himself with a huff of his breath and sighs. “Interesting…” he says. “Do relay my message to her.” He asks and then he’s stalking out of the room and I press myself as far into the wall as I can go. I thank whatever good is out there and he turns and storms down the hallway, not even noticing me.
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Hours later, Helga stands at my doorway again. I put down a copy of “little women” I found on one of the shelves in the room and look up at her, wondering if it has anything to do with my captor and his conversation with her.
“The prince has invited you to dine with him.” Helga tells me, no emotion in her voice. My dark eyebrows furrow in confusion at his ‘invitation’. “He wishes to disgust a deal.” She informs me, I still remain frozen upon the bed. “If I were you I’d listen to what he has to say and if things were to go awry then… run like hell.” She tells me and then she is gone, shouting down the hall to be ready for eight. I glance at the clock and see it is in an hour.
After twenty minutes of consideration, I decide I will go. I keep on the dress I’m already wearing and ignore the makeup laid out for me on the vanity unit. My hair has now dried and I decided to plait it on a wreath around my head, keeping it up and out of my face, a practical hairstyle in case things go awry.
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Worthy (2015) | Chapter 32, "Choice & Prophecy" (End)
Disappearing sporadically in public spaces quickly becomes Cora Dempsey's least concerning problem when suddenly she captures the attention of the forming Avengers Initiative, the World Security Council, and Asgard's fallen prince all in one week. And the universe is only just getting started with her.
Worthy is a slow-burn SFW Marvelverse (films) romance between Loki and a female OC. For additional details on what canon is used, see the Prologue post.
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Summary: Cora arrives back in Asgard and is immediately escorted to the Allfather. The prophecy of the Realms’ end is reviewed and some light is shed on what set things to changing. A sentence is given to both Thor and Loki for their transgressions with surprising implications. 
Pairing: Loki x Fem!OC
Warnings: None
Word Count: 5.4k
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When the blinding pulsations of light which had enveloped her receded, she saw some white spots dancing in her vision. Cora blinked them away just before she lifted her gaze to peer up at Heimdall, who wore a rather smug expression. After the moment it took her to step forward, her legs slightly wobbly from transport, she realized she'd mistaken his expression. It was one of pride.
Instead of giving his usual greeting or one of the witty remarks they'd come to trade at each meeting, he simply inclined his head and informed her, "I knew you would stop this."
"I'm glad one of us did," Cora said with a smile, her gaze faltering toward the stretch of the BiFrost and the golden palace beyond. "Updates?"
Heimdall shook his head faintly and followed her stare. "I have not seen Thor since he returned, nor Loki. Then again, I am instructed not to leave my post unless certain circumstances occur." He paused before adding, "I do know that Odin has been awakened."
Cora paled faintly. "What do you think that means for Loki? Do you think…"
"I doubt anything has been done yet. The Allfather's actions are rarely so immediate," the gatekeeper said calmly as he stepped off his pedestal, his sword giving a metallic whine as he removed it and sheathed it at his hip. "Especially when a key member of the trial party is not yet present."
"What do you mean?" Cora asked, leaning her head back to keep her eyes on his.
"A certain circumstance of my leave is imminent," he replied ambiguously before translating, "and I am to take you to Odin."
"Why?"
"I was not told, but it is not for any malicious purpose. It is likely…"
When he trailed off, Cora's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Likely what?"
"Given their past, it is likely a gesture toward you. For you to say goodbye." Cora's jaw locked at that and she put her eyes to the iridescent bridge beneath their feet. There was nothing really for her to say and, even if she could've thought of something, she wasn't sure her voice would stay steady enough to carry it. Heimdall sensed her unease and asked, "He seems changed."
"He was never 'evil'… But he made some terrible choices, did some terrible things, I won't excuse him of that…," Cora murmured, sighing as she shook her head incrementally. "But whether or not he was 'bad' doesn't matter now. Does it?"
"I wouldn't imagine so. But I saw what he supplied in Midgard," Heimdall said quietly. Cora nodded in a daze; at least someone here apart from Thor and herself knew what had transpired.
The guards parted the golden doors when they arrived and she got a couple of strange looks from them when they took in her attire. She supposed the skintight SHIELD uniform wasn't exactly normal coverage here. Their footsteps pounded faintly against the glistening floor and being back in Asgard proved to be quite the strange sensation to Cora. Especially because this time when Heimdall brought her into the fortress, she wouldn't be met by Frigga's kind, but queenly, company. The realization provided her with a quiet, hollow ache just above her stomach.
To her surprise, the guards at the entrance to the throne room stood beside already open doors and she was able to look directly through the arch to the golden throne before the dais, Odin sitting upon it once again. For a moment, she entertained the thought that this was, once again, Loki, but she was well-aware that this time, that would not be the outcome. The nearly indifferent look in Odin's aged stare confirmed that.
She continued to walk forward after Heimdall left her side, remaining just inside the throne room doorway. Cora's eyes fell to a guard at Odin's right side when the old man turned to speak to him, her gaze following him to the far door before it closed behind him. When she looked back at Odin, the Allfather was watching her thoughtfully.
When he finally spoke, his voice seemed more gravelly than she remembered. "I suppose I should begin by thanking you." Cora started to reply, but no sound fell from her lips and she simply stood there until Odin chuckled a few seconds later. "I feel that I know what you will say. That it was not your doing that caused the universe to keep on living, that it was your combined efforts with the other Midgardian warriors, my son, and his brother that saved our worlds as we know them."
"Something like that," Cora replied with a slightly embarrassed smile.
He shook his head slightly as he leaned forward and Cora found herself walking closer to the greying Asgardian king as he began to speak again. "Prophecies are made for all of time. A very few in many a millennia are recorded and revered as our eventual histories. Many assume a prophecy is unchangeable, unavoidable. That time is a linear path."
"Even here?"
"Indeed, despite our exponentially longer standing within the universe, there are some things that we share and that is a wariness of time, and a fear of its end."
At that moment, Thor stepped into the throne room after receiving a verbal summons from the guard who had left to ascend the staircase and fetch both princes from their chambers. It had seemed upon arrival that any imprisonment of Loki—at least at that moment—seemed useless. Not only was Thor now solidly on his brother's side, but this new view of Loki in a turnaround from rage and genocide caused conflict in the man who had raised them both. He saw the change in their relationship and dispositions and it caused him slight unease because he did not yet understand the full nature of it.
Loki did come in beside Thor in handcuffs, however. Not the full chained harness he'd been restrained by in his original return to Asgard after the mayhem he'd caused in the Midgardian sector called New York, but enough that, if needed, he could be easily put down.
Odin watched both men in his peripheral, not taking his immediate gaze from the barely half-blooded girl in front of him although he studied all three of them in thoughtful silence. Cora seemed to notice someone had entered the room, but she was keeping her attention upon him out of propriety, her features set into a slimly expressive arrangement of composure. He saw beneath that though, to the uncertainty. Thor wore a similar expression, though his was more stonily exuded as he regarded his father upon the throne. Loki's eyes went to Odin, then to Cora, lingered a moment, and then moved back to Odin, seeming guarded and simply waiting for what he thought to be the inevitable.
Behind her, Cora heard the faint echoes of footsteps, but she kept her eyes trained upon Odin out of respect and interest in where he was going with this. The Allfather took a deep breath and continued with renewed importance, "Prophecies may be wrong. The promise of the end of the Nine felt imminent because it was so detailed and so absolute from being constructed so long ago. Eons before this day. Prophecies may also change due to events leading up to them. Variables not originally included in the original scry."
"That seems so absurd though, if that's the case," Cora couldn't help but notice, tilting her head subconsciously. "To predict something so far ahead without the basis of how time would change the circumstances."
"It does, does it not?" Odin agreed quietly, his lips a thin line. "However, the variables didn't waver until just a short time ago. One and then another. The second of the variables to come about was Thanos. He was never intended to become a part of what we call the Ragnarök, the 'twilight of the gods' and the end of the nine realms in their entirety. His interference and rush of the event caused the unfolding of those events to change."
"Was that why he didn't succeed?"
"It was part of the reason. You were the other."
Cora's jaw dropped slightly. "But… Why me?"
"It became vastly apparent after consulting the ancestral documents in the library and the circumstances surrounding the Ragnarök that something was not matching up. The beings meant to bring about the apocalypse were more or less falling into their places… Except, it seems, for one." He didn't need to say who. "Everything was progressing as anticipated until, what I can understand, is one singular moment: the moment Loki let go of Mjolnir at the BiFrost ledge and was cast into the residual energy still lingering near the observatory, which had recently returned Thor from Midgard."
Cora's eyes widened marginally. In the few times they'd discussed how he'd managed to make it to Earth, he'd never mentioned that his trip had been unintentional. And also an act of defeat. Odin continued, "Such a tiny moment in our millennia of existence and yet it all came down to that moment for a new wave of events to begin turning into motion. Had he held on, both Thor and Loki would have likely been pulled to safety, Loki imprisoned or given a second chance, and life progressing onward as intended. Alternatively, his choice to hold on could have pulled both brothers into the void." The Allfather made a slightly impatient gesture with his hand before looking intently at Cora. "Despite the numerous possibilities, Loki let go and that choice led him to you."
"It was that simple?" Cora asked with a faint frown. "A coincidence?"
"Very little can be left to coincidence," Odin said sagely as his gaze moved to reach over her head. "I remain uncertain of how it was done, but your meeting changed the fate of the realms and the both of you, as well." Cora paused and looked over her shoulder to follow his gaze, finding Thor and Loki standing ten paces or so behind her with guards on either side. Loki looked at her briefly before glancing back up at Odin, wearing the most pristine pokerface Cora had ever seen. It made her a little sick. "All that remains of this twist of destiny…is a resolution to the remainder of a sentence."
Cora felt like she'd been punched in the gut, but in the same instant, she was angry she felt surprised at all. Odin was, at times, fair, but he was equally unforgiving. It was obvious that this was what would become of Loki's return, she'd just been stupid enough to be optimistic. 
She heard a faint rattle of the chains on Loki's handcuffs as he and Thor stepped forward. "Father," Thor greeted Odin a bit curtly, standing on his brother's other side.
Odin watched them a moment before speaking to Cora without directly looking at her. "I will address the second party now." 
Cora grumbled audibly, but stepped back a bit to present the brothers with space in position to Odin's throne, standing near where they'd stood just a moment before. 
Once she'd made her retreat, the Allfather continued. "In the last time we spoke, you had managed to make off with your Midgardian goat and the Aether into the Dark World," he said matter-of-factly, but there was underlying upset in his voice that signaled a punishment to be made.
"Her name is Jane," Thor enunciated with restrained anger, adding quietly afterward, "and she is not a goat."
"Enough," Odin ordered and his eldest quieted out of reflex, looking all the more angry that he did so. "Though you were successful in your endeavors…eventually…you went against my word. You endangered the bloodline and the Nine a thousand times over by separating yourself from Asgard's defenses. And then you…" He'd moved his gaze to Loki. "You have committed multiple accounts of treason, not to mention acts of attempted tyranny, theft, running rogue, defiance of direct orders, subduing and impersonating the sovereign ruler of Asgard, and, of course, mass genocide in Midgard. These acts are unforgivable and no amount of justice you returned to your name in the path of Thanos in these past days may erase these crimes from your history. Do you understand?"
Thor shifted his weight forward as he moved to interject, but Odin silenced him with one look. Cora saw the slight fall in Loki's shoulders as he replied calmly, "I understand." She understood the nearly imperceptible lax in his posture to not be a sign of defeat, but a somber hope that the following decree would be one of execution. Loki would rather die than rot in a cell all over again, especially after having been free for just a while longer.
Odin watched him for a solid minute before leaning back in his throne and continuing, "Therefore, your sentence still stands. The punishment, however, I feel must be taken further. For actions past your original imprisonment."
This is it, Cora thought with some despair as it all became startlingly real in a matter of seconds. She couldn't take her eyes off Loki's back, off the armored plating on his attire. Her heart hit her ribs with every palpitation and she felt like she was starving for breath when she was clearly breathing. If it's a life sentence, make it painless. If he has to die… I hope it's quick.The simple thought of Loki falling under an ax sent chills and genuine pain through her bones. How did I get this hooked? I thought I was tougher than this.
As if he knew her inner turmoil, Loki turned his head just enough so he could see her in his peripheral. He only looked at her for a couple of seconds, tops, but it was sufficient, it seemed. For whatever his reason was for doing it. All three of them, along with the guards and Heimdall nearby, looked to Odin and waited while he stared down at Loki, pondering something the lot of them could only guess at.
Odin nodded a fraction and said decidedly, "Banishment."
The shock was palpable in the room as Odin's word passed through, bouncing off the walls to echo through the doors. "Father?" Thor inquired quietly, breaking the silence that followed.
"Loki, you are hereby banished from Asgard. No longer will you wreak havoc upon this realm and its brothers. For the length of my rule—as it will become Thor's in time—you are not to cross through these golden gates but to leave this day." Odin turned a piercing gaze over to Thor and informed him, "I have left Loki in your charge many a time and each time has failed, therefore I will hand over that burdensome duty to another." That was when he glanced past them once again. "Cora of Midgard. It is unfair of me to request something so grandiose of you, but the incompetence of my heir when it comes to the man he calls his brother is extreme. Would you take this charge and be certain he does not cause more danger to the realms?"
Cora, like the others, was in a silent state of shock, but soon came back to herself long enough to read Odin's face. He looked severe, but beyond that, there was an endeavor to make amends. Holding down a small smile, Cora inclined her head. "I will." She was unable to resist adding on, "…If I must." She just wished she could see Loki's reaction to her elaboration.
All business, Odin nodded and looked back to Loki and Thor. "You remain my heir," he said firmly to Thor and Cora remembered the Odin who had told Thor to go on to Midgard had, in fact, been Loki with a takeover plan in mind. He pursed his lips faintly before finishing his point with, "However, I would dare to think that my lifetime may have yet a few centuries more within it. At best, it will have one, which I can imagine would be long enough to spend…Jane's lifetime with her in Midgard."
Hope must've alighted in Thor's features because Odin swiftly continued to declare, "After which, you will return to this throne and take your rightful place. You will be king in my stead. And, perhaps…" He glanced toward Loki with a surprising amount of respect and subdued optimism for his character. "Perhaps you will find council in family."
Loki's eyes widened at last, as he'd kept cool throughout Odin's decrees. It was that final word that hit the hardest where he thought he could no longer ache and he found the breath to—albeit begrudgingly—reply, "I… Fa—"
"I care not for your excuses, Loki, my decision is final. You must endure the results of your actions, not one word you say will change my mind," Odin cut him off and Cora was hard-pressed not to collapse from knee-weakening relief at the absurdity that was Odin trying to be generous.
The Allfather relaxed after that, giving a nod for them to go. "I have said my fill. I will see you as you see fit." He'd directed the final statement to Thor and though Cora knew Loki and Odin were still painfully estranged, she couldn't help but feel sad that this would probably be the last time Loki would ever see the only father he'd ever known.
However, Odin was doing him a kindness. He was doing all of them a kindness by allowing both Thor and Loki to return to Midgard. Asgard needed to know that its greatest defier was punished and gone and it was Odin's duty to make it so, but the extent of his concealed warmth was more than welcome. When it became clear that it was time for them to go, a guard stepped forward and unlocked Loki's cuffs, taking the metal away as Loki ran his pale, slender fingertips over his wrists.
He and Thor both turned to walk back toward the throne room entrance, both looking to Cora immediately. The three shared knowing looks before she turned to walk out with them, glancing over her shoulder to Odin and sending a grateful smile before following them out. 
Odin watched them go until the golden doors were shut behind Heimdall, who left as well. "Prosper, my sons," he said softly beneath his breath.
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"I could pass out from relief," Cora said once the doors thudded shut in their wake, running a hand through her hair as she attempted to pass through the dazed feeling that fogged her brain.
"I would prefer if you didn't," Loki remarked, glancing toward the guards at the entrance. His gaze was suspicious, like he expected to be tricked. Cora would love to meet the person who could trick the "trickster god." Then she realized she'd tricked him plenty and felt herself ascend to a new state of accomplishment.
"You better behave," she warned him amiably. "I'm the one who's going to kick your ass now if you don't. And I'm pretty sure Thor would back me up on it, regardless."
"Anytime, little sister," Thor chuckled, grinning when Loki gave a withering glance between them. He glanced past Cora and she turned to follow his gaze as a few servants rolled two carts forward. 
"What is this?" Loki asked and Cora could have smacked him for the condescending tone that came out of him which could only belong to a boy raised in royalty.
"Payment for her services and some for you to take along to Midgard," the smallest of the servants said, bowing his head.
"‘Payment’?" Cora repeated in confusion, glancing at the covered cart as one of the other servants flipped the corner back to show her what they meant. Her mouth went dry as she saw the cart was brimming with gold. "I… I can't possibly—"
"Yes, you can," Loki murmured near her ear. He leaned up before glancing toward the stairway. "My belongings?" he inquired toward the servants.
"They have been left for you to collect," the small one spoke up again, seeming to be the only one willing to address the banished prince. "And only what is necessary may go, so much as you may carry. Those were our instructions to pass along."
Loki regarded them briefly before nodding to himself. "I will return presently," he informed them.
"Your guardian must accompany you," the tallest servant piped up with an edge to his tone.
Loki's eyes narrowed faintly on the servant and he bristled before exhaling slowly and continued walking without turning around, even as he said softly, "Come along, Cora."
Cora frowned, but followed him up the winding stairwell to the next floor, pausing outside his chamber door when he walked inside. She'd intended to wait outside to give him his space, but a sidelong glance from a guard down the hall caused her to grimace and follow him in, shutting the door behind her. "Guard was giving me the eye, sorry," she explained as she leaned against the closed door.
"It is the norm. I don't mind either way," he said simply from across the room as he pulled a leather knapsack from inside an armoire. It looked small, like he'd used it when he was a child and didn't have much else to choose from now. Cora glanced around while she stood there, taking in the green embellishments in the otherwise gold and black room. It made sense; green seemed to be his color of choice and it suited his personality. What really made her feel like this room was his, however, was the desk by the window, overflowing with old books. It struck the right chord like nothing else in the room that was triple the size of her apartment quite managed to do.
She made an effort to not watch what he was doing just in case he wanted some privacy. It was uncertain when he'd be coming here next and she didn't want to encroach on this revisiting, despite not being able to wait outside without being judged by nearby guards. When she heard him coming back across the room, she looked up at him, noting that he now held the pack in his hands and some garments over his arm that he opted not to leave without. He also held what appeared to be a gold helmet with enormous horns under his arm.
"Is that Asgardian couture?" Cora asked lightly. Loki rolled his eyes and swung the helmet around to dangle it by one of its curved horns in his hand, holding it over her head before sliding it into place. It was heavy and hurt her neck a bit, but he seemed to get a kick out of it. "Well? Am I petrifying?"
"Truly," Loki chuckled as the helm slid over Cora's eyes. He plucked it off her head before it could hurt her and nodded for her to get the door so they could leave.
"Pfft, what, not even going to try to ravage me now that we're alone in your room?" she remarked sarcastically as she turned to get the door.
Loki arched a brow, a mischievous gleam hitting his emerald eyes. "Would you like me to?"
"Shush," she smirked, nodding for him to pass through the door first. "Let's go."
"You made the suggestion in the first place," he protested before walking into the hall, the both of them bickering amongst themselves as they went back down the stairway.
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"That's it, then?" Steve asked after Cora had explained the whole story of what had happened in Asgard to him after their arrival back to SHIELD headquarters. "He's just going to stay here?"
"Until Odin's off the throne, yeah, I guess," Cora said, a mug of tea in her hands that she was just allowing to steam while she talked. They'd gotten back to headquarters after saying their goodbyes to Heimdall at the gates. Sindri and Brokkr had apparently left a scabbard for the claymore they'd made her with him to give to her, which she had sitting with her bag near her feet. She currently sat on one of the couches in a lounge on the eastern side with Steve, Bruce, and Natasha, waiting for final preparations to be made before she headed out.
Phil had volunteered to sort through the Asgardian gold with a few other knowledgable agents who had an idea of collectible worth, since his own knowledge in that department more or less started and ended with World War II Captain America memorabilia.
She'd given them permission to use the artifacts to make the beginnings of Asgardian exhibits in the American Museum of Natural History and the Smithsonian, while just keeping the majority of gold bars in the cart for them. Those alone would convert into hundreds of thousands at least. She felt sick that she was being given these riches, but she couldn't help but be excited, too; she'd be able to pay off her student loans at last, get amazing care for her grandmother, buy a car that didn't have an arrow embedded permanently in the door, and even get a house without annoying roommates… The possibilities were glorious.
"Isn't that kind of surprising though?" Natasha asked conversationally, pulling Cora out of her thoughts. "From the little bits I'd heard about him, I'd figured he'd have more… Godly wrath, I guess."
"I don't think anyone anticipated him letting Loki off like that… At least as much as he could."
"It's good that he did, I think," Steve ventured bravely after a moment, earning a couple of startled glances from his colleagues. "I get the impression that he's really changed."
"I think he has, too," Cora murmured. She wasn't sure if he'd so much changed as finally found some closure in his past grievances, but it didn't matter. He was figuring himself out and that made her pretty happy for him. The only part she wasn't sure about is how he felt being stuck with her. They'd not talked about that arrangement and she didn't know if this was a blessing to her, but a curse to him. It would make sense if it were, but she tried to not read into it too much. She supposed she'd find out in time.
"Cora?"
She looked toward the door, seeing Loki there with an impatient pinch between his brows. "Agent Coulson has finished converting your funds. He said if you gave him your account information, he would just forward it there." With the way he recited the words, he was fairly certain he was just repeating what Phil had said and had not a clue what it meant. "Is there anything else you must do?"
"I…," Cora paused thoughtfully as she stood up. "I guess not."
It felt odd to be leaving headquarters after all the time she'd spent there on and off by that time and she wasn't quite sure how to react to the departure. When she left the lounge with Loki, Natasha, Steve, and Bruce all accompanied her down to the main floor, where they met Fury and the others at the elevator. Cora walked over to write down her bank account information for Phil, leaving Loki momentarily by himself. He glanced over warily when Fury cleared his throat.
"We thank you for your help during the Ragnarök and, though I can't and won't offer you a position on the Avengers Initiative, I could extend an honorary title your way."
Loki's eyes narrowed a little out of disbelief. "Are you going to hand me a trophy as well?"
Fury sighed and muttered, "Last time I try to be nice to you, you little shit," as Cora rejoined them. "You, however, have my biggest thanks. And we'd love to have you wear the emblem officially."
Cora's eyes widened with surprise and she quickly started to decline. "Oh, I—"
"The benefits are great. We're great. The job's great. You… You probably also need a job, don't you?"
Cora started to argue that she actually had a job, which was what brought her to New York, but she paled when she realized that had been months ago and she'd completely disappeared without notice. The apartment was probably trashed, too, thanks to Lacey. "Oh, dammit…," she murmured despairingly and Loki looked rather alarmed at seeing her become so upset so quickly, something he'd not seen yet.
"Come on, you've already got the uniform," Phil encouraged with his usual smile. "And you've got…a lot to hold you over for a while. But you might want to take a position out of interest, even."
His pause on the terms of her bank balance made her wonder just how much he'd managed to get her for those gold bars, but she asked instead, "Would I be a field agent then?"
"I'd let you pick your spot," Fury said honestly. "Within reason."
Cora smiled a little at that and shrugged. "Sure. I'll look into it."
"We'll find a time to talk it out," Fury confirmed afterward, cracking a slight smile. "Now go home and put your feet up. You've been through hell and back this past year."
"Huh. Wonder whose fault that was," she remarked, grinning when Fury rolled his eyes. "I'll see you guys soon. It's been awesome. Hey, wait, where's Thor?"
"Already back in London," Loki replied with a roll of his eyes. "Supposedly they are planning to move back this way in the near future. At least, that's what he's hoping to convince Jane of."
Cora smiled, rather hoping that he managed to do just that. With one last goodbye, she got into the elevator with Loki and headed down to the parking garage, where they slid into one of the hefty black SUVs and were driven through the city, away from the disrepair until they pulled into the lot of her apartment complex a twenty minute-long drive away. The roads were nearly empty with the week's events and a few lockdowns still in place while SHIELD worked on calming the world down from its state of Ragnarök shock.
They were left standing in front of the sky-high complex and Cora watched the SUV speed away before looking up at Loki instead, her brow creasing thoughtfully. "So…"
"So, indeed," Loki murmured, looking down at her.
Cora hesitated before smiling impishly. "Want to drop off your stuff and get some bagels?"
Loki stared at her lengthily before smiling and placing his helmet under his left arm, freeing up his right to hook around her shoulders and tug her close. He dropped a gentle kiss to her forehead and murmured, "I'm never living that down, am I."
"Nope. I'm hungry though, so follow me," she smirked, taking his hand in hers and towing him along as she set off toward the entrance to the building, keeping in mind one of her favorite bakeries nearby; she was fully intending on a lazy day today, but perhaps a house-shopping/debt-paying day tomorrow, now that she could afford it. It was an ordinary sort of plan, but it felt extraordinary to her and she was incredibly pleased with the prospects. Maybe because she had him along for the ride now. Things just felt right for the first time she could presently remember.
Loki was in much the same state of rightness, though he would die before he admitted it. He watched the woman in front of him, listening to her explain her roommate situation and muse over plans she had, things they needed to do, and it was a mundane sort of existence compared to the future he'd repeatedly set out to gain for himself, but this was oddly so much more satisfying. Not the lifestyle, but just being there with her, specifically. No one else could have made this life appealing to him, he didn't think.
And despite his tumultuous attempts at rebellion and asserting his right to leadership time and time again in the recent past, Loki was more than content to let her lead on, and found himself genuinely happy for the first time in ages to have the privilege of stepping in someone’s shadow, so long as it was hers.
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That's all for Worthy! Thank you for reading! x
If you've not yet read the bonus Christmas time chapters I posted as a sort of 'epilogue,' you can find them through my masterlist.
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The Chambermaid
Prince! Loki x female reader
18+ | contains smutty smut smut
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Having been promoted from simple maid to now a prince’s Chambermaid, you assumed the workload would be less considering you were now only catering to one person so you were surprised to find yourself even more exhausted now. Being a chambermaid to a royal meant waking up before them to ensure you had their breakfast ready, their bath drawn as well as their curtains and their clothes laid out all before sunrise; the royals woke frustratingly early. You later discovered that their early rise was to ensure that they all carried out any duties before midday allowing them the rest of the day free for other activities only the rich in Asgard could afford. Loki, although somewhat lacking duties, was no exception to this premature wake meaning neither was you.
Despite now only being contracted to ensure prince Loki’s welfare, you found yourself regaling his maidens too, and there were many. Most mornings you were cleaning up after them, fetching clothes for them and having the unfortunate job of marching them out of Loki’s rooms. You tried to do so with a smile, a smile that quickly faded to a frown whenever they’d make a comment in passing about your presence. Loki however was always quick to defend you. This morning you had managed to escort one of Loki’s flings out before running him a bath. Right now, you were making his bed, puffing his pillows when you noticed the markings in the headboard. You studied them, running your fingers over them when you realised they were bite marks. You wondered whose they were. Loki’s or theirs. You imagined how deep in the throes of passion you’d have to be to decide to take your pleasured anguish out on a headboard.
“Curious?”
You jumped as you heard Loki’s voice, startled as your hand fell from the frame. You couldn’t even find it in yourself to turn and face him.
“Your highness I—” you began before he interrupted.
“Please, it’s Loki” he corrected “my acquaintances are rather loud, they prefer to muffle their moans on my unfortunate headboard.” He spoke, clearly smirking from the tone of his voice. Well, that answers that question you thought as you slowly turned to face him, face flushing when you realised he was only covered by a towel hanging low on his waist. His skin was still wet, droplets cascading leisurely down his back, his shoulders, his face. You followed one down his chest, down his torso before it reached his muscular abdomen. You had to drag your eyes away from his Adonis belt before the droplet disappeared, the towel engulfing it. “I myself don’t muffle my moans but I’m not the one being fucked by a god.” He chuckled, removing his towel causing your breath to hitch as you spun around.
“Would you like me to um—to—“ you stuttered.
“Draw me another bath?” he interjected “I’ve just remembered that there’s a council meeting I’d like to avoid this morning and a bottle of wine I’d thoroughly enjoy immersed in it.”
“Umm-yes.” You spoke.
“Well, lead the way.” He prompted.
Your feet began to move, carrying you into Loki’s bathing chambers. Your hands were practically shaking as you twisted the tap before water came flooding out. Loki didn’t enter the washroom until the bath was full which was for the best considering he was currently completely naked. And wet.
“Not going to stay?” He called after you as you turned to leave. You paused, eyes rounding as you panicked.
“What?” You gulped.
“Apologies, that was said in jest, don’t look so pale” he assured. “Others would jump at the chance to bathe with me.” He snickered. “In fact, they do.” He added, mostly mumbling to himself. “That will be all y/n.” He dismissed.
“Your highness—” you were about to bid before he interrupted.
“Loki” he insisted “I call you y/n, you call me Loki.”
“Loki.” You nodded curtly before leaving.
Most of your mornings were the same until one morning things were different. The princes of Asgard were sent away for battle meaning that the prince's chambermaids, yourself included, didn’t have much to do throughout the day. You ensured Loki’s rooms were kept tidy and dust free but apart from that, you were left to your own devices.
One morning your devices left you running your hands over the bite marks on Loki’s headboard again. You couldn’t understand it, how anyone had managed to bite down so hard. You couldn’t picture sex so passionate, so electric that you’d subject your teeth to that torture. You thought about Loki’s previous words “but I’m not the one being fucked by a god”. Is that what makes the women so zealous, the fact that they’re sleeping with a god because that’s essentially what he is, a powerful, brooding god. Maybe that was the secret to messianic sex, sleeping with Loki.
Considering Loki’s room was uninhabited and your curiosity was well and truly piqued, you made your way onto his bed. Immediately you wanted to melt into the comfy sheets, bury yourself in his pillow but you couldn’t, that wasn’t the mission at hand. You ventured up the bed, facing the headboard as you did so until you were near his pillows. You lowered your head enough until your teeth were grazing the headboard but you were not close enough. You moved closer, his pillows underneath you as your teeth moved over the dents left from previous suitors. You imagined them, one by one as Loki fucked them. You imagined the movement of their hips, the way Loki would allow himself to moan freely. You added a tiny bit of pressure to your bite, thinking about how desperate they’d feel right before their climax, desperate enough to bite down harder. You hadn’t realised you were writhing above Loki’s pillows until you felt that familiar pressure building in your abdomen. It was wrong, truly wrong to continue now that you were aware but you were too close now. You ground your hips down harder, faster, eyes falling closed as you let the faux feeling of Loki around you, holding you engulf you. You came, sparing your teeth the pain by biting into your finger instead of the headboard.
You came down from your high before leaping away from Loki’s bed with shaky legs as if you had just been caught. Immediately you stripped it, replacing the bedding before leaving the room.
As the days went on, you found yourself yearning for Loki’s presence more and more. During the day, you prayed for his safe and no doubt victorious return but in the night, you imagined him when you’d touch yourself, cumming to the thought of his head between your thighs or him fucking you in his bed. It was a bad habit, thinking of him in this way knowing you’d never be in the fortunate position his lovers were but you couldn’t help it, Loki was your new obsession. You were enthralled.
One sunny morning whilst you were having a late breakfast, your presence was requested by Loki meaning that he was back. You tried to hide your elation as you rushed towards his rooms. Your smile was so wide that your mouth hurt. When you reached his door, you bit your smile down as you knocked. After a few moments you entered.
“Are you any good at stitching y/n?” Loki asked, facing his dressing table as you walked in.
“Yes, I can—” you began before Loki turned to face you “are you aware that you’re bleeding?” You pointed out, gesturing to the cut above his brow.
“Quite.” He answered.
“You want me to stitch you?” You gulped.
“I trust you.” He shrugged.
“And not the sisters in the medwing?”
“I trust you.” He repeated. You nodded in reply.
“Well, I just need to grab a few things.”
“I’ve got all the materials you will need.” He insisted.
“Right then, let’s get to work.” You clapped.
“Where do you want me?”
Underneath me
“Here’s fine.” You said, gesturing to his bed. Loki stood up with what looked like a first aid kit before making his way to his bed and sitting on the edge, looking up at you. You opened the first aid kit, laying the things you’d need out. “I’ve got to clean the wound first, it might sting a bit.” You announced, dabbing some cotton wool with rubbing alcohol. He nodded in reply before you pressed the antiseptic wool to his forehead. You knew it stung however Loki had no reaction. You positioned yourself closer to him, standing between his legs as you tilted his head further up before you began stitching. As you stitched, Loki’s gaze moved onto something else but his hand found its way onto your leg. His grip tightened whenever the needle penetrated his skin; it was obvious it hurt. You tried to ignore the tingling feeling flooding your centre as his hand practically caressed your inner thigh. His hand then ventured between your legs, wrapping around the back of one of your thighs as if this was better leverage against the needle. You wondered what he was thinking as you stitched, his face level with your cunt.
You hesitantly finished knowing that once you did, this moment of closeness would come to an end.
“It’s done.” You spoke, breaking the silence. You didn’t step away, he was still holding you.
“Thank you.” Loki smiled, looking up at you before slowly releasing your thigh, realising how tightly he had been holding it “sorry.”
“Don’t be.” You smiled chastely. Your eyes lingered on one another’s for a few moments before you both realised and tore your gazes away from each other. “Well” you started, clearing your throat “if there’s nothing else, I’ll just be going.”
Loki nodded as you departed grudgingly. You made it to the door before wrapping your hand around the handle and turning it.
“Wait.” He called out, making you pause.
“Yes Loki.”
“Could you—um—would you” he stammered as you turned to face him.
“Yes?”
“Draw me a bath?”
You nodded, strangely upset that this was his only request. You had let your mind run away with you. You made your way to the washroom, tears pricking at your eyes. Once you had run Loki’s bath, you called after him to no reply. You made your way out, calling him again when you saw him lying on his bed but he didn’t answer. You tried again to no avail. It was clear that he was asleep so you thought it best if you simply left. You headed to the door again, pausing when you heard Loki’s half asleep voice.
“Stay.”
“W-what?” You answered, unsure whether you heard correctly.
“Stay here, please.”
“Okay Loki, I’ll stay.”
You stepped towards his bed cautiously, stiff as an iron board when you laid against the edge of it. Your eyes rounded when you felt Loki drape an arm around you before pulling you back against him until your back was against his chest. You felt him breathing softly against the nape of your neck, smelt him against the pillow, you were happily engulfed by him. Inhaling deeply, you allowed yourself the privilege of closing your eyes.
Hours later you were woken suddenly by the sound of Loki mumbling almost incoherently. Your eyes flew open as you felt him writhing against you; he was hard. You whispered his name but he didn’t answer so he was probably doing this in his sleep. His rock hard length was pressed against you so you pushed your hips backwards until he was firmly pressed against your ass. You let your mind wander again, imagining being one of Loki’s flings as he ruts against you in his sleep. Reaching behind you, you grabbed his hand before slowly placing it against your hip, stifling a little whimper at the feeling. You had heard of this phenomenon before, men returning from battle and having a delayed adrenaline rush. Was this it? Was this Loki’s delayed adrenaline ramping him up and turning him on?
Your dress began riding up your legs before you tugged it up and then paused, this was wrong. You knew you should be waking him up, stopping whatever this was but gods it felt good.
“Fuck” he muttered, grinding against you “don’t stop on my account.”
Great, now he was awake
“Loki I—” you began, unsure what to say.
“If it’s satisfaction you crave, continue pulling your dress up or by all means, you are free to leave, I won’t pressure you into doing something you don’t want to do.”
You were silent, not sure how to answer.
“Make a decision, pet.”
Pet
Pet
Almost immediately, you pulled your dress up before tugging your panties down.
“Are you sure?” Loki spoke in your ear.
“Gods yes.” You almost moaned.
“Very well.” He smirked, slapping your ass causing you to bite down on your lip. You moved one of your legs slightly as he angled himself towards your entrance. You could already feel how slick you were with earliers heavy petting and the thought of him inside you so you wasn’t surprised when he slipped in with ease. His hands were both on you, caressing your body, holding your hip whilst he fucked you. He pulled you back against him, one of his hands snaking round you to tease your clit. You were near certain this was all a dream, a very sexy dream.
“Yess Lokii.” You moaned as he drew fast circles on your clit, his cock moving against your walls. He rolled you over until you were on your front and he was above you. You tried to stifle your pleasure in his pillow as he drilled into you, circling his hips as he came. He slowed his thrusts before pulling out completely and laying against the bed. You hadn’t realised, too lost in your own world until Loki’s spoke.
“Come here.” He commanded. You lifted your head, looking at him when you noticed that he was still hard. Obediently, you made your way towards him, lowering yourself on top of him, both of you moaning as he entered. With the new angle came new pleasure. You bounced above him, feeling him deep inside you as you screamed his name. He was gripping you tightly, chin tilted upwards as he looked at you. When your eyes met, you felt as if you were floating, the intimacy not going unnoticed. His fingers were rubbing your clit again, sending your pleasure into overdrive. Your thighs were already shaking.
“I’m gonna cum Lokiii, oohh godd.” You cried as he fucked up into you.
“Cum for me, come on, ughh, such a perfect cunt ughhh.” He groaned.
Your body tensed as you reached your climax, it was undeniably the best orgasm you had ever had. Before you had even fully recovered, Loki spoke.
“I want you on my face.”
“Loki” you gulped.
“Now.”
Submissively you once again followed suit, only pausing when you were positioned above him. Thinking about the practicalities of this position and not wanting to hurt him, you were about to object until he pulled you down on top of him, feasting on you. You moaned his name stridently as he suckled on your clit. You were already so sensitive, thighs quivering as he lapped up your arousal, the lewd sloppy noise filling the room. Your pleasure was too much, your moans were too much. The feeling was too much, too electric. Before you knew it, you were leaning forward, biting down on the headboard, making new markings as Lokis tongue entered you.
“Lokiii.” You cried, your orgasm spilling over you as your thighs tightened around his head. He continued licking your cunt, groaning as you came on his face. After a while, you realised Loki probably couldn’t breathe so you got off of him quickly, not knowing what came over you. Your hand found your mouth as you looked at Loki laying there red faced. “I’m so sor—”
“No, that was perfect” he beamed, licking his lips “norns you’ve made me hard again.” He smirked.
That was unexpected
Loki made his way off of the bed, standing at the edge as he pulled you towards him, positioning your legs over his shoulders before entering you again. You fucked, you came, Loki lifted you up and had you against the wall before you both came again until you were both thoroughly sated.
Eventually the two of you relaxed in a bath, Loki massaging your shoulders as you sat between his legs. It felt unfamiliar to be in the basin this time.
When you were finished, you were back in his bed, only laying down this time before falling asleep. You knew you were bound to wake up sore.
Needless to say, you never had to chase any more wayward women away. You were enough.
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Omg I wrote this on google docs I’ve been putting off writing anything because I didn’t wanna use google docs 😂 anyways I’ll probs finish off the requests next week considering I’m a google docs bitch now eh
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Rise of the Titans
Chapter One
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Goddess!OC x Loki
Masterlist Previous | Next (Coming Soon) Warnings: None
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Arali jumps out of bed, eager to start the day, not that she had been able to sleep anyways. You see, every few years the Asgardian Royal Family would come to Olympus to visit and today happened to be one of those times. Honestly, she had grown a bit tired of her older brothers and sisters, seeing as she was the youngest by a few thousand years, so she was excited to play with someone her own age once more.
She dresses in her finest white chiton with a blush colored cloth pinned above her right shoulder and draped over her body. She twirls in the mirror, then zips out of her room, speeding down the hallways of the large castle to find her mother. Turns out, the Asgardians had arrived early, as they were already standing in the throne room. They were being greeted by her mother and big brother, Cronus, both in front of the throne with a smile.
Her mother was always very welcoming, treating everyone she met with kindness as if they were her own. Cronus however, let’s just say Arali tried to avoid him at all costs, much like the rest of the kingdom. She loved her brother, but felt there was something off about him. Something she couldn’t quite put her finger on. 
She sneaks in unnoticed and hides herself behind one of the giant, white columns in the room. She peeks out to look at the two young children standing beside the guests, both seeming to grow impatient as their parents converse politics and such.
The Asgardian monarch, Queen Frigga, glances towards Arali. She smiles warmly, and raises her hand to wave at the child. Her presence was always so dear to Arali, seeing her almost as a second mother. She waves back, shy that she had been seen. Frigga’s movement is noticed by Gaia. The two of them share a glance, before Frigga excuses her two boys, whispering something to them. They look around confused before making eye contact with the young goddess behind the pillar. Their eyes light up, and the three run enthusiastically towards the exit of the throne room together.
It wasn’t long before the news of the Asgardians’ arrival traveled throughout the kingdom, which in turn, brought a handful of the other children among the royal court to the halls in search of the new princes. The three of them were found quickly, which Thor didn’t mind one bit, for he rather enjoyed the attention. Eventually, they all made their way outside to the gardens, hoping to play many rounds of games.
Thor began to show the group his strength and sporty tricks, all of which seemed to gawk at the boy’s power and charisma. Arali watches Loki roll his eyes and sit on a nearby tree stump. She looks back at Thor, before deciding she would rather join his younger brother. She may have been of a higher status than the other kids, but she was still the youngest, and therefore, always left out, just as Loki was. She sits next to him on the stump, swinging her legs in excitement. Hoping that he would start the conversation for her, she turns to face him with a smile, staring at him until he gets the idea.
Surrendering to her attention, he greets her timidly with a sigh in his voice, “Hello, Arali.” His eyes filled deep with boredom.
She waves at him with great keenness.
“How about a game of Kubb?” The blond Asgardian boy suggests loudly to everyone.
Arali leans over to Loki, “I prefer beating you at Ephedrismos.”
He rolls his eyes at her comment. “That is a game for girls. I am not playing that.” 
She shrugs her shoulders with a short laugh. “No wonder you can never win.” They stick out their tongue to one another, teasingly, as she pokes fun at the young prince.
“Kubb it is! The tallest team gets to go first!” Thor yells running to take his place with great pride, knowing very well that he is the tallest.
Arali raises her hand up to her head, measuring her height, then puts it above Loki’s. “I’m taller than you~” she says with a snicker. He rolls his eyes and crosses his arms with a huff.
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“Mama, I want powers too! I’m just as strong as Loki and Thor, but they don’t believe me!”
The goddess mother kneels to take her daughter's tiny hand within her own. “Calm, little princess. All my powers will one day be passed down to you. You will get your powers when you are ready.”
“But I want them now!”
Another voice chimes in, “Perhaps with patience, they will come to you naturally.” Frigga walks into the room, causing the child’s face to brighten with excitement.
Arali wiggles her toes impatiently, “I cannot wait to get my powers! I don’t want to be like the mortals anymore.” She grimaces.
The goddess mother scoops up her child, placing her in her lap on the bed. “You see Arali, over 10,000 years ago, I was born on a planet called Gaia. That is where I got my name. The people there did not like me very much. They thought I was… odd for being born with powers, but eventually I came to make friends. Every 5,000 years the planets align with one another, creating portals between the worlds. This is called the Convergence. My husband, Ouranos, and I, and a number of our friends, accidentally stepped through one of these portals, getting lost on this planet. As we settled on Olympia, we began changing. We discovered a fruit; whose juices slowed our aging, until one day we ceased to age at all. You may be a goddess and a Titan, little one, but never forget deep down you are of Gaia. You may be powerful and strong, but you are as much a human as the mortals. Use your strength to protect them, but do not put yourself above them.”
Arali lowers her head, ashamed she has upset her mother. Gaia tucks an orange strand of her child’s hair behind her ear. “It is quite alright, Arali. Just remember to speak kindly of the mortals.”
She nods, her smile returning to her face. “Okay. Can I go now?” Gaia nods with a laugh, letting her jump off of her lap.
The child follows Frigga out into the courtyard where the other children play.
“Mama tells me one day I am going to be Queen,” Arali gloats to the older woman.
The Allmother laughs at her confidence. “That is the day Loki will become King, as well.” As if on cue, the boy slows his jog as he approaches his mother. Confused upon hearing his name, he intends to find out what the two are talking about.
“What do you mean?” Arali questions.
Frigga bends down, extending her arms for the two children to come closer to her. “It means the two of you are promised to each other.”
Confused on how he got brought into the conversation, Loki asks, “What does that mean?”
“Once you have become adults, you will be married to each other, officially uniting your kingdoms.”
The children look to each other in disgust “Ew!” They shout.
“I am not marrying her.” “I am not marrying him either!” The children dispute.
“You will become king and queen if you do.” The current Queen suggests to them.
Loki and Arali look at each other, then back at Frigga with smiles before he adds, “Well, maybe you’re not so bad.” Aralia glares and crosses her arms at this.
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“Can you read to me, mama?” Her mother nods, already knowing which book to bring with her to her daughter’s bed. She sits, allowing the ball of orange curls to snuggle into her abdomen. She opens the book to the marked page, but before she can open her mouth to read she is interrupted.
“Who is Aphrodite?” Arali whispers from beneath her blankets.
Gaia sets the book down into her lap, keeping a thumb in between the pages as the cover closes on its own. “Now, where did you hear this name from?”
Arali’s eyes quickly shift down to look at the quilt she was covered with. “I heard Hyperion talking about her with the others”
Her mother lets out a breath. “Aphrodite is The Goddess of Love. She is the daughter of Ouranos.” She explains.
“Are you her mom too?” Arali looks up at her mother with her big round eyes.
Gaia shifts uncomfortably, wondering how to explain the situation, “No, she is like you; She only has one parent, created through very powerful magic. But, you could see her as your sister in a way.” Luckily, Arali does not ponder any further than that. Instead, she shrugs curling even further into her wool blankets. Gaia re-opens the book to read, just like she does every night.
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There were a few special occasions when Gaia would bring her daughter to visit the kingdom of Asgard. While she and Frigga discussed future plans, Arali would run off with her two princely friends.
Thor was ecstatic to introduce her to his friends back at home. Sif, Volstagg, Fandral, and Hogun, were happy to meet her, but once introductions were through, she was stuck behind with Loki, as usual. Not that she minded.
“Let’s go on an adventure!” Arali whispers to Loki.
As Loki slowly begins to accept her company, it becomes routine for the two to go adventuring while the rest of the children are busy with his older brother. They adored making quests for themselves and setting out to discover all that nature has to offer to them.
He smiles before taking her hand, dragging her behind him and away from the group. About a minute or two into walking, they come across a beautiful spring. Water cascades down the many large rocks that rise just below the surface of the forest, falling into the water below with a soft showering sound.
Arali stands in awe at the view in front of her, giggling as she continues to hold the boy’s hand. They freeze as they hear a noise in the near distance. They soon come to realize it is Frigga calling out for them. “Race you!” Running back out the forest, they meet with the rest of the group.
“Could you tell us a story, mother?”
“Oh! Tell the one about the Dark Elves!”
“Or the Frost Giants!”
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Arali, Thor, Loki, and a handful of the children of the court are out exploring once more. Thor, the group’s designated leader, decided it would be fun to explore one of the vast forests of Olympia. As they make their way through the many trees and grasses they come to a clearing. In the open area sits a collection of boulders, which the children rush to rest upon.
Arali, of course, with Loki. The two share a boulder, watching the others play. Giggles suddenly  escape Loki’s throat. Confused, Anesia turns to examine her friend, insisting to discover what was so funny.
Loki leans to whisper to her, “Watch this.”
And with that, he had disappeared. She twists in her spot, looking for the boy, but he is nowhere to be found. That is, until she heard the others screaming. Quickly, she looks to find out the problem. The others are backing away from Thor in fear.
“No need to be afraid, my friends. It is just a little snake. See? Aren’t they amazing?” He crouches down, grabbing the snake, holding it out to admire it. One of the children steps closer, feeling more brave now that they see Thor playing with the thing unharmed. But, soon more screeches follow as a green shimmer of light wraps around the snake, and in the blink of an eye Loki stands in its place.
“Ha! It’s me!” he yells, jabbing Thor with a twig.
Thor yelps falling to the ground. “Loki!”
Loki laughs at his clever prank, but his smile grows even more seeing his red headed companion holding her sides with laughter.
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“You like my brother? Haha! Loki! Come here! I have news!” The blond jumps in excitement, waving his hands to catch his brother’s attention.
Arali runs back over to Thor, jumping to catch his arms. “Shut up, Thor!” But it does her no good, the raven haired boy is already running over to examine the situation. She pushes him to the ground, raising a fist above his head. “You promised you would not say anything!”
Thor screams, raising his hands to shield himself, as the young girl attempts to shove his hands away.
Loki approaches the scene laughing with a wide smile on his face. “Hit him again! Haha! ”
She spins to Loki, embarrassment still coursing through her.  “And you are next!”
The boy is caught off guard by her sudden hostility towards him, but that is soon replaced with smugness. “Oh really? Then try and find me!” And with that, the boy uses his magic to duplicate himself, surrounding the two that were still on the ground.
“Brother, not this again.” Thor mumbles, as Arali climbs off of him,  determined to see through Loki’s illusions. She would finally prove that she was just as smart and powerful as the two of them. She looks around her, looking for any small glitch in his magic. Some illusions are transparent, others have delayed reactions. Then she finds the one. She runs to him, pretending to prepare an attack, which he responds to with wide eyes, dispelling the rest of the illusions quickly. As she approaches, she loses her footing, sending both of them crashing down onto the grass. 
She giggles. “Found you.”
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voltage-vixen · 1 year
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‘Tis the Season for Love Content Creation Challenge Masterlist
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Here’s the Masterlist from @xxsycamore’s and mine ‘Tis the Season for Smut Challenge! The featured content includes an assortment of creations, and includes works from the following fandoms:
Cybird    >Ikemen Prince    >Ikemen Vampire    >Ikemen Sengoku    >Ikemen Revolution Genius    >My Secret Spy Lovers Genshin Impact Mystic Messenger Obey Me Twisted Wonderland Voltage    >Ayakashi Romance Reborn    >Court of Darkness    >Destind: Mr. Almost Right    >Kings of Paradise    >Oops! I Said Yes?!    >Star-Crossed Myth
 A 🎨 next to a creation indicates it is artwork.
*Please be advised that some of the content created for this challenge contains NSFW content and to respect the creator’s warnings and labels while also reading at your own risk.
The Fluff Prompts
Starting with preparations way too early
Cybird
Ikemen Vampire
One More Christmas With You: Comte de Saint Germain x MC  @xxsycamore
Voltage
Star-Crossed Myth
Recovering My Star’s Shine: Zyglavis x OC  @fang-and-feather
Sipping hot chocolate and then stealing a kiss
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
Right Here: Clavis Lelouch x f!Reader  @scorchieart
Sipping Hot Chocolate and then Stealing a Kiss: Leon Dompteur x Reader  @violettduchess
Sipping Hot Cholate and Stealing a Kiss: Luke Randolph x Reader  @aquagirl1978
Ikemen Revolution
Sipping Hot Cholate and Stealing a Kiss: Harr Silver x Reader  @aquagirl1978
Ikemen Senogku
Sipping Hot Cholate and Stealing a Kiss: Kennyo x Reader  @aquagirl1978
Ikemen Vampire
Sipping Hot Cholate and Stealing a Kiss: Jean d’Arc x Reader  @aquagirl1978
Voltage
Ayakashi Romance Reborn
Like You as You Are:  Shizuki x MC  @lost-khione
Sweet Drink: Koga x MC  @lost-khione
Oops! I Said Yes?!
Cocoa Kisses: Shu Hasunuma x f!MC  @voltage-vixen
“Okay, maybe I DO need help putting the star on top of the tree.”
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
A Little Bit Short: Yves Kloss x Reader  @myonlyjknight
Make Me Reach for the Stars: Yves Kloss x MC  @xxsycamore
My Shining Star: Gilbert Von Obsidian x Reader  @aquagirl1978
“Okay, maybe I DO need help putting the star on top of the tree.”: Chevalier Michel x Reader  @violettduchess
“This gingerbread house just WON’T stay up!”
Cybrid
Ikemen Prince
A Chaotic Christmas: All princes, Emma, and OC in a platonic grouping  @myonlyjknight
A Sweet Moment: Yves Kloss x OC  @fang-and-feather
Ikemen Revolution
“This gingerbread house just WON’T stay up!”: Harr, Loki, and OC in a platonic grouping  🎨    @krys-loves-otome
Sharing a scarf
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
Scarf Sharing: Leon Dompteur x Reader @violettduchess
The Scarf: Licht Klein x Reader  @myonlyjknight
Warmth: Gilbert Von Obsidian x OC  @gilbertvonobsidian
Ikemen Sengoku
A Warm Winter Day: Kicho x Reader  @aquagirl1978
Sharing a Scarf: Kennyo x OC 🎨   @krys-loves-otome
Ikemen Vampire
Attention On Me!: Napoleon Bonaparte x MC  @xxsycamore
Mystic Messenger
Snuggles in the Snowfall: Jumin Han x f!MC  @voltage-vixen
“I said that I’d teach you how to ice skate, I didn’t say that I know how to ice skate.”
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
Ice Skating: Clavis Lelouch x Reader  @violettduchess
Voltage
Kings of Paradise
“I said that I’d teach you how to ice skate, I didn’t say that I know how to ice skate.”: Yosuke Sagara x OC 🎨  @cupidocherie
Forced to wear an ugly Christmas sweater
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
An Uncanny Resemblance:  Silvio Ricci x MC/Emma  @midwinterrmemento
The Ugly Sweater Party: Silvio Ricci x Reader  @aquagirl1978
Ikemen Vampire
Our Ugly Getalong Christmas Sweater Party: All residents of Comte’s mansion in a platonic pairing  @xxsycamore
Being the MC/LI’s fake date for a Christmas party/ball
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
Fake Date: Nokto Klein x OC 🎨  @krys-loves-otome
Mine For a Christmas Night: Jin Grandet x Reader  @xxsycamore
What a Difference a Year Makes - Chevalier Michel x Reader  @aquagirl1978
Genius
My Secret Spy Lovers
My Rescuer: Masamune Araki x Reader  @ikemen-prince-writers-posts
Voltage
Ayakashi Romance Reborn
Dancing Between Emotions: Toichiro/OC   @fang-and-feather
Surprising their partner in the morning with a new pet underneath the Christmas tree
Cybird
Ikemen Vampire
Birds Of A Feather: Dazai Osamu x MC   @xxsycamore
Voltage
Court of Darkness
Puppy Love: Toa Qelsum x MC   @chirp-a-chirp
Destind: Mr. Almost Right
The Gift of Family: Rei Rindoh x f!MC  @voltage-vixen
“Those clichéd traditions are exciting for me, now that I have you.”
Obey Me
It’s A Wonderful Life: Diavolo x gn!MC  @chirp-a-chirp
Twisted Wonderland
Traditions: Malleus Draconia x Reader  @ikemen-prince-writers-posts
Voltage
Ayakashi Romance Reborn
First Shrine Visit: Gaku x Futaba  @lost-khione
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The Smut Prompts
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Warming up together after a snowball fight
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
Warming Up Together After A Snowball Fight: Chevalier Michel x MC @ludivineikewolf
Genshin Impact
The Winnings of War: Childe x f!Traveler  @voltage-vixen
Wearing nothing but a ribbon around the neck
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
A Kitten for Christmas: Sariel Noir x Reader @norel-ravenclaw
Ikemen Vampire
I’m Yours Tonight: Arthur Conan Doyle x OC  @fang-and-feather
Fun under the blanket
Cybird
Ikemen Revolution
Fun Under the Blanket: Fenrir Godspeed x MC  @ludivineikewolf
Ikemen Vampire
Another New Year: Napoleon Bonaparte x Reader  @aquagirl1978
Bodies roasting by the open fire
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
Bodies Roasting By An Open Fire: Clavis Lelouch x MC  @ludivineikewolf
Ikemen Sengoku
Warlord Roasting By An Open Fire: Nobunaga Oda x f!MC  @voltage-vixen
“A kiss under the mistletoe doesn’t have to be where we stop.”
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
Don’t Stop: Jin Grandet x Reader  @aquagirl1978
Insatiable Cravings: Silvio Ricci x Reader  @ikemen-prince-writers-posts
Ikemen Revolution
Mistletoe Not Require: Zero x f!Reader  @chaosangel767
Voltage
Court of Darkness
Nothing Else to Compare: Roy Invidia x MC  @chirp-a-chirp
Star-Crossed Myth
Sweet Heat: Zyglavis x OC   @fang-and-feather
“I’ve decided I don’t want to be on the nice list this Christmas.”
Cybird
Ikemen Revolution
Dalim, Baby: Dalim Tweedle x f!Alice  @voltage-vixen
Ikemen Vampire
The Gift of Your Touch: Issac Newton x OC  @fang-and-feather
“Actually, there is one more thing on my wish list.”
Cybird
Ikemen Vampire
A Joyful Wish: Charles-Henri Sanson x Reader  @aquagirl1978
“Actually, there is one more thing on my wish list.”: Vincent va Goh x OC 🎨  @krys-loves-otome
Obey Me
A Wish Come True: Diavolo x f!MC  @voltage-vixen
“Those clichéd traditions are exciting for me, now that I have you.”
Cybird
Ikemen Prince
Yours For A New Year’s Morning: Jin Grandet x Reader   @xxsycamore
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Quick Overview - My OCs, their S/Os (and their possible children)
Ikemen Prince
Celestina x Leon
Celestina was chosen as Belle. Her beautiful singing voice, and her way of playing instruments very quickly won the lion's heart. He became king, chose her as his wife, and they went on to have two sons!
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The first is Soren, the heir to the throne. And second is Nikolai!
Ellie x friends' OC
Elaine is... A tricky one. She is the only princess, very snarky (to make up for her lacking height), and to top it all off, LESBIAN. Elaine is shipped with a friend's OC. They can't have children since they're women, but even if they could, they wouldn't. Elaine is not too fond of children. She already has a hard time dealing with Soren and Nikolai.
Ikemen Sengoku
Michi x Nobunaga
Michi was practically tossed aside by her family after they found out that she has no uterus to continue the bloodline with. Feeling unwanted, she focused all her energy into becoming stronger - strong enough to defend herself. Because if no one else would protect her, she'd make sure she can always rely on herself. This lead her to become snarky and independent. She doesn't do whatever she's told to, and that's exactly what caught Nobunaga's interest. As stated, Michi has no uterus, so they cannot have children naturally. The only option would be adoption, which Michi is admittedly not too fond of.
Emiko x Mitsuhide
At first, Emiko bonded with Masamune when they both would start cooking and exchanging ideas together. Emiko came from the modern world, being a confectioner. She taught Masamune a few things, and he taught her some things about sugar alternatives. Then Emiko discovered Mitsuhide's lacking sense of taste. And it made her determined to punch her way into his taste buds. With food, of course- So yeah, this is basically a "the way to a man's heart is through his stomach" kind of romance. They would go on to have twin daughters!
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Mirai (blue hair) and Kiko (white hair)!
Airi x Shingen
Airi was the only daughter of a wealthy clan. However, they fell in war, and Airi had to flee the place. She sought refuge with Kenshin and Shingen. The ladder of the two immediately was interested, as his eyes were set on this young, but very timid beauty. Slowly, he helped her get used to the place. Shingen's disease was treated. They got married and had a daughter.
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Her name is is Konatsu!
Ikemen Vampire
Stella x Comte de Saint-Germain
Stella is a Goddess. Though she is very powerful, she barely puts her abilities to use. She escaped from Mount Olympus, wanting nothing more than to just live a peaceful life among mankind, not being adored by them from high above. So she traveled the world, stumbling across the ever so kind Comte. Well, they became acquaintances, then friends, and that slowly became a love so strong that the other Gods felt there'd be no way to talk this girl out of it, no matter how outlandish the relationship between a vampire and a God was.
They went on to have one daughter, Celine! She is a hybrid, has fangs and a bit of her mom's abilities!
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Cleopatra x Vlad
Cleopatra was revived by Comte, but she stumbled across Vlad in the streets of Paris. Spending a lot of time together, they slowly fell in love.
Anyway, over the course of their marriage, two children will be born.
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Daughter - Chione Viorica
Son - Victor Cairo
Ikemen Revolution
Beatrix x Loki
Beatrix saw Loki running through the streets of Cradle on a cold, stormy day. She made him come inside her shop. Her kindness instantly got his attention. So he came to see her regularly. They got close, and Loki did try to make moves on her very quickly, but she set clear boundaries.
Well, with time, they grew even closer, until neither of them could deny their feelings anymore. After a year of dating, they got engaged. And married.
Since both were relatively young, they'd wait several years before starting a family. But they'd have two kids anyway!
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Son - Erik (the older one)
Daughter - Dina
Extra: this isn't a ship because ew, but since she is one of my OCs, I'd like to include Valérie and how her story would end
Valérie is a magical puppet with the physique of a small child, created by the magic tower. Though she does have her own consciousness, she doesn't really understand the concept of being alive. And she doesn't have emotions, leading her to have trouble understanding how other people feel.
At the end of the battle, Valérie gets protected by the Black Army. This ends with her calling Sirius "daddy".
Long story short, Valérie gets adopted and Sirius never hears the end of it. 😃 And everyone else gets called uncle. Except for Luka. He gets the big brother treatment.
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horror102 · 1 year
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Submission!
Things I do and don’t.
Things I do write for
Student X teacher- Just because it’s a weird fantasy and only high school 18 X teacher I’ve gotten a request many times and I refuse to do any 16 year old students or 17 only the age above legal law.
Fictional Serial killer X reader- Only fictional serial killers I will not be writing a fan fiction of Ted bunch, jeffery Dhamer, John Wayne Gacy, Richard Ramirez, or anything’s real serial killer wise.
Any type of fandoms!
Undertale fandom, WWE fandom, Horror fandom, supernatural fandom, Dc fandom, Marvel fandom, Game fandom, Movie fandom, Peoples oc’s X a certain character. Just anything! Anime fandom, Cartoon fandom, Greek gods, ANYTHING! <3 red dead redemption, Cod , YouTubers only ones who allow, TWD, TVD, GTA, Fast food, fnaf , Disney , the avatar,
Things I don’t and won’t do.
Incest
Pedophilia
Non-con
Rape
Abusive relationships with a character that’s the love interest.
Urine/feces
Warnings I do
Fluff
Smut
Angst
Limes
Lemons 
Fandoms I won’t write for.
Harry Potter- It’s mostly just a bunch of weird adults crushing on teenagers
YouTubers who’ve stated they don’t want smut written about them, only ones that don’t care. But if it’s fluff it’s fine
Scooby doo- Only when it’s the live action it’s okay but when there supposedly teens nah. unless it’s fluff.
Going angst someone’s religion or adding satanism in a story.- only because it goes against some characters I write like Jacob Goodnight
Specific characters I do.
Michael myers
Jason voorhees
Jacob goodnight
Patrick Bateman
Hannibal Lecter
Leather face
Candy man
Pearl
Carrie
Chucky
Jennifer Tilly
Freddy Krueger
Ghostfaces
Pinhead
Pyramid head
Pennywise
Art the clown
Harry warden
Gabriel may
Norman Bates
Billy Lenz
Bo Sinclair
Lester Sinclair
Vincent Sinclair
Horror
Sally face
Sally face
Dean Winchester
Sam Winchester
Supernatural
Stefan Salvatore
Damon Salvatore
Elijah Mikealson
Klaus Mikealson
Mason Lockwood
Kai Parker
TVD
Negan
Rick
Carl
TWD
Simon Riley
Soap
Konig
Cod
Thor
Loki
Captain America
Venom
Deadpool
Marvel
Batman
Superman
Joker
Dick Grayson
The flash
Beast boy
Superboy
Spider noir
Dc
Roman reigns
Dolph Zigger
Randy Orton
Batista
Razor Ramon
Drew McIntyre
Kane
Undertaker
Mankind
Seth Rollins
Dean Ambrose
Shawn Michaels 
Triple H
Diesel
WWE
Sans
Papyrus
Undertale
Naruto uzumaki
Kakashi Hatake
Jiraiya
Asuma sensei
Erwin smith
Reiner Braun
Hercules
Poseidon
Connie springer
Kisame
Coach Ukai
Asahi- Haikyu
Sniper mask
Anime
The hand- Wednesday
Freaky Fred
Scar
Mufasa
Cartoon
Ronald mc Donald
Burger King
Jack in the box
Fast food
Spring trap
Bonnie
Foxy
Freddy faze bear
Monty
Michael afton
Fnaf
Franklin
Michael
GTA
Beast
Prince neaven
Any Disney prince fr <3
Disney
Anything on my list, or in the fandoms I write for I forgot I couple if there’s any you think I might like hit me up! <3
Tags I do
Daddy issues
Older men
Sugar daddy
Sugar mommy
Milf
Dilf
Smut
Angst
Fluff
Age gap
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