Thors Kitten

Thor’s Kitten

Request:  Hi can I request a dark!thor fic? Something where reader falls asleep in his bed(I imagine it’s the biggest and most comfy and unused cuz it’s Thor). She doesn’t know he’s coming tho and when he finds her he thinks she’s like a welcome back gift. So he uses her until she wakes up. Thank you!

Warnings: Rough sex, Dark!Thor,  Non-con (Please do not read if this offends you), turns into dub con.  

Pairing:  Thor x reader

Words:  2500

A/N:  this is FILTHY!!

It was a stupid chore.  Changing the linens on every royal’s room in the palace even if they hadn’t slept there the night before.  Here you found yourself changing the sheets on Prince Thor’s bed for the twelfth day in a row when he was no where to be found, probably fighting some important battle.  You doubted he was even on Asgard.  

You dropped the clean set of sheets on the chair next to the bed and looked at the flawless mattress.  The gold and red comforter and satin pillow cases looked so inviting.   It was large enough you had to get on your knees and crawl across the thing to get the linens down so you were aware how soft it was.  

A yawn left your mouth.  This was your final task of the day.  You looked down at your blue dress.  You were leaving here to meet up with friends and already changed out of the maid’s uniform.  Managed to freshen up your hair and makeup too.    

You changed early since the servant’s rooms were on the far side of the palace and you didn’t want to walk back after doing this meaningless task.  Nobody was expecting to see you again the rest of the night.  You told your friends you weren’t coming, you could still surprise them a few hours late.  There really was no need to rush.  

Besides, the bed looked so inviting.   Another yawn left and you fell forward, hugging an untouched pillow, spreading out over the massive piece of furniture.  Just a little cat nap, you told yourself as you drifted off.  

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“That was a battle for the ages.”  Loki took off his helmet as they walked into the palace.  

“Another victory for Asgard.”  Thor ran his fingers through his locks.  “One that must be celebrated.”  

He looked to his comrades.  They all looked exhausted.  Lady Siff shook her head.  

“None of you want to play?”  Thor turned to look at them, holding his arms up.  “Surely you have the spirit for celebration brother?”  

“I’m having a kitten sent to your room.”  Loki laughed.  “That way you will always have something to entertain yourself, since none of us can keep up.”  

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Control [2/2]

The King

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Word Count: 3950

Summary: You and Bucky Barnes slowly take each other to pieces – but at what cost?

Warnings: Swearing. Explicit smut. Unprotected sex (please wrap before you tap, thank you), dirty talk, thigh-riding, oral sex (both m/f receiving), face-fucking, orgasm denial, mild choking, some Sub!Bucky, mostly Dom!Bucky, Bucky’s thighs of betrayal, which is an 18+ only warning in itself – but seriously, this fic is 18+ only.

A/N: This is for my babygirl Gigi @tropicalcap​ as part of her 4K Songfic Challenge 🖤 This is part II of II, because there was only so much smut I could cram in one hit.

Read Part I The Pawn – also Masterlist here.

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Bucky was savouring this moment, committing the image of you spread out, hair-mussed, lust-drunk before him, the air hot with want and desire. He breathed in the scent of you, salty and sweet, half-wondered, barely half-cared should anyone chance walking in to find him on his knees praying before a rouge-licked god.

He’d been tracking you for months and you had constantly, consistently slipped through his fingers despite his deliberate and considered assessment of how to corner you, keep you long enough, strung out and wanting. And now you were here, unravelling before him, eyes blown hot, skin goose-pimpled in anticipation, legs trembling like jelly, and you – you, all soft and pliable to turn and please and pull just how he wanted.

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Where You Belong (2)

Curtis Everett x Reader

Synopsis: (Based on Snowpiercer) You are a Forward section passenger who finds herself condemned to the Tail section after offending Wilford. (If you have not seen the film Wikipedia has an excellent synopsis of the plot and characters).

Warning: This is a non / dubious consent work. This story contains violence, explicit smut and adult themes. Please do not take the warnings lightly. You have been warned.

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There had been no grand tour of the facilities on your arrival so you had no idea where you were going. With no care for who or what you ran into you made your way through the crowded corridor.

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Fuckin’ Legit

Pairings: Reader x Bucky Barnes Summary: Follow up to Fuckin’ Teamwork, based off this ask. A/N: More silly shenanigans. Dumbass reader :) 2.1k words

Bag of Tricks Masterlist

Bucky watches from a distance as you hurl through the air and land right heel-first on the training dummy, knocking its head off and making it bounce off the floor with enough force to lodge itself into the ceiling. The room of SHIELD recruits clap and cheer, and when the dummy’s head flops back down you kick it like a hacky-sack at Maria Hill.

“Great demonstration,” Hill catches the head and tucks it under her arm. “Are you interested in teaching a course in hand-to-hand combat with a focus on aerial recovery? Legitimately?”

“Only if you promise not to fall in love with me.” You send a wink at her and then, as soon as you see Bucky’s bewildered face through the other side of the glass, you leap after him. He’s convinced you’re dumber than a bag of rocks, but you’re not deterred by it—especially not after Maria Hill’s validation. Puffing your chest, you skip forward, “Hey, Buck! I’m legit!”

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Seventy Years || Bucky Barnes x reader - [Prologue]

Seventy Years Masterlist here!

Summary: You were with Steve in the Hydra Valkyrie when it crashed into the Arctic. 70 years later you wake up in an entirely new world and have to find out a few heartbreaking details from your past. It’s hard to find your bearings in the world that’s so different than the one you’re used to and just as you think you finally managed to find your way back, a certain someone unexpectedly returns. But he’s not the guy you used to love.

A/N: I don’t know how many parts this story will have but I’d say maybe about five? It won’t be identical to the movie, promise. I’ll skip the whole S.H.I.E.L.D drama and just focus on Buck.

I’m not sure if I like this part, hope you do though. Let’s see if it gets better lol.

Words: 2080

Warnings: mentions of death and violence (not much though and definitely not very graphic), a lil angsty

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Waking up has never been harder.

It’s not like when you usually slip out of an easy dream right back into reality just within the blink of an eye. No. This time it feels more like having to dig a tunnel with your bare hands through tons of snow in order to reach the surface and fill your lungs with fresh air. It feels like you’re only seconds away from choking even though you’re perfectly able to breathe.

Your eyelids feel heavier than usual and every single muscle in your body is as sore as if you haven’t made use of it in a long time. Adding to that, you have absolutely no idea what happened. There only seems to be useless mud where your brain should be. All you can remember is helping Steve hijack one of Hydra’s Valkyries, and then trying to sort out how to land it. But whatever happened after that is as big of a mystery as your current whereabouts.

Opening your eyes you’re welcomed by way too bright, synthetic light, making you frown. Your eyes burn like fire but you force them open in order to find out where the hell you are.

It doesn’t take too long for you to take in your surroundings since there simply isn’t that much of a surrounding to take in. You’re in a simple little room with mint green walls and friendly looking curtains you instantly feel the need to rip off.

Low music is playing in the background, which you only really notice because of the beautiful wooden record-player in one corner of the room. It has to be brand new since it’s not adding that low rustling sound to the music like your own record player always does. Bucky told you to get a new one ages ago but things got out of hand and music quickly became pretty irrelevant.

Bucky … where’s Bucky?

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tapestry 👑 XXXI

Warnings: dark elements, dub/noncon (sexy sex sex)

This is dark!(king)Steve and explicit. 18+ only.

Summary: King Steven had a wandering eye but you never thought it would fall upon you.

This Chapter: The reader tries to cope.

Note: This is late because I had a terrible migraine but I managed to do this! So yeah :) Hope you enjoy.<3

Let me know what you think with a like or reblog or reply! Love ya!

masterlist

It was your second to last day in Brook’s End. The chapel flickered in eerie candlelight as you knelt among the empty pews. It was your little secret; a trick of your own. You’d found that the king, nor anyone else, questioned your piety. None wondered after your private prayers or sought to disturb you. When you discovered that this castle had an altar of its own, you declared it a momentary refuge.

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