Chosen (Part 2)

Chosen (Part 2)

Dark!Loki Laufeyson x Reader

Part 1: https://beeblebrox-be-damned.tumblr.com/post/189334167718/chosen-part-1

Warnings: Non-con/Dub-con, breeding kink, impregnation kink, forced relationship. Also, this is my first attempt at writing a dark Marvel fic, so please be gentle on me lmao. You stepped back, wrenching yourself out of his arms. You knew it was ridiculous to try, but Norns were you terrified. Your chest heaving, you backed towards the door. 

Your bare feet made almost no sound on the smooth floor. “N-no, no, no,” you murmured, eyes closing. “I don’t w-want th-is.” Your voice cracked and your back hit the door.

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Psyche

Dark!Steve x Reader

Steve’s submissive betrays him to his worst enemy. 

Word count: 5100 Warnings: 18+, dark!Steve, dark!Bucky, mention of non-con/former abuse, sub!reader turned dark!reader, dub-con, cuckolding, smut Some liberties were taken with Greek mythology, no Endgame spoilers 

Steve had been in worse situations before, but rarely had his cock gotten him into them. 

You were so sweet once: a fresh-faced intern at Avenger’s Tower, a college graduate on the cusp of adulthood. You were so eager to please. So easy to manipulate. 

Captain America, the hero, offered to give you a ride home one day after you were leaving the office late. He insisted it was too dangerous for a pretty girl like you out on the street so late. You preened at the compliment and agreed. What could be the harm?

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Looking For a Heartbeat (25/26)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes X Reader

Series Summary: You and Bucky used to be in a relationship. Feelings were hurt, you left.  It’s been two years and you’re back. You both will handle the reunion well, won’t you?

Word Count: 8k

Warnings for this chapter: angst, canon type violence, warnings in the middle of text becaus the author didn’t wanna give spoilers of any kind. 

A/N:  That’s it. One more chapter and we’re done. I have this one planned ever since the very beginning of the story and I thought it would be easy to write it, but like I said to my beautiful beta @suz-123, it wasn’t. I hope it makes sense. Love you, guys. Any feedback is highly appreciated. And I’m sorry if the post is a bit messy, I’m posting from my hotel’s computer and it kinda sucks. No gifs today.

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Desperate Measure (one-shot)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Words: 1880 Warnings: Nsfw, smut, 18+ Summary: On the run, cornered in a closet—how the hell is Bucky supposed to keep from getting caught? A/N: Day 8 of @itsbuckysworld’s hello spring writing challenge :3 Hope you enjoy! Let me know what you think xoxo

“Shit shit shit fuck shit!”

“Barnes, can you keep it clean for one minute? We’ve got Parker on the line here!”

“It’s okay, Mr. Stark, I’ve heard worse.”

Bucky growls and slaps his ear, silencing Tony’s reply. Do they really think he’s got time to listen to their awkward back-and-forth while he’s got a squad of goons up his ass?

The sidewalks are busy tonight. He turns a corner and almost bumps into a dopey couple, a clump of frat boys, a lonely woman tapping her foot as she holds her phone to her ear, all in rapid succession. He chances a glance back—no goons in sight. Not yet.

Bucky ducks into the closest open door, fumbling in his pocket for his wallet, his ID, as the bouncer waits with a bored stare.

“Here,” Bucky blurts.

“Great, have fun.”

Bucky ducks inside, assaulted by the uncomfortably loud blues band playing. A trombone, in a bar this size?

Yikes.

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I can help

Summary: Y/N wants to help Klaus. There is only one way left.

Warnings: slow burn. Swearing. Mentions of drug use. Drug withdrawal.

A/n: it’s not as long as I wanted, but here you go.

Word count: 1764

The wind was blowing through your hair. Standing outside your home opposite the Academy, you rolled your eyes as the screams from the siblings increased and pierced through the air.

”DIEGO I PROMISE THIS TIME WILL BE DIFFERENT” you could hear Klaus pleading with his brother.

”YOU SAY THAT EVERY.SINGLE. GODDAMN. TIME. KLAUS.” Diego has had enough of this. You could hear it in his voice. The torment of watching Klaus trying to get sober and falling off the wagon. Getting sober for a month and the cycle continues over and over.

You had been best friends with Klaus and Diego Hargreeves since you were ten years old. You moved in across the street from them. You still remember the first time you met them.

Getting out of the car you looked up at your new massive house. It was a mansion. Standing on the sidewalk, you twirled around and took in your new surroundings. Noticing the casino opposite yours, you saw an engraving on the gate. The letter H. Hargreaves you thought to yourself. You had seen the impressive six children with superpowers on the news. But you never imagined being this close to them. Looking up the building, you saw two faces, two pair of eyes glaring at you. Looking into your soul. The moment you caught their gaze, they swiftly moved away from the window. Chuckling to yourself you went back to unpacking.

It took a whole three days for the boys to say something to you. You were at a corner shop, getting some food for your mom. The boys stormed in. Noticed your presence and stopped dead in their tracks.

”hi,” the taller one said.

You nodded. Acknowledging them both. ”I’m Klaus.”

”y/n” the other boy blushed and tried to hide his face from you.

It was from that day on that those two boys. Number 2 and number 4 became your best friends.

Standing outside and shivering in the cold Autumn breeze, you debated crossing the road and talking to the brothers.

Signing, you crossed the road and knocked on the Hargreeves front door.

Pogo answered the door.

”Miss Y/L/N. How lovely to see you this afternoon. Come in.” moving to the side, the loyal companion to the family moved to the front and ushered you.

Walking into the front room. You took a seat on the couch. Heavy footsteps could be heard above you as Pogo swiftly appeared in the room.

”Can I get you anything Miss Y/L/N.”

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Trying For No. 5...

Alright , its “Wicked Wednesday” the day of the week when things get all kinda nasty. This is the day of the week for smut, be that porn without a plot or porn with a bit of a plot, Wednesday is the day for it. 

The Request: Nsfw husband Chris whisking his wife away for a steamy romantic long weekend away in a log cabin in Vermont, leaving their four kids with his mother, and they christen every room and are able to be loud for the first time in ages and without any interruptions

Pairing: Chris Evans x You, Chris Evans x reader Chris Evans x female reader

Warnings: Smut, porn, full sex. It’s an 18 + only please. Swearing too. 

The air was cool and smelt fresh, the wind caught in the tops of the tall trees and made them rustle quietly, sounding like distance voices all around you. The cabin was small, a deep brown colour with a short chimney that had a curl of smoke reaching into the blue sky. 

“Oh Chris,” you breathed, as you took in your surroundings, “Chris, this is unreal,” the secluded cabin deep in the woods was your anniversary getaway. Just you and Chris making the most of a weekend together with no children and no dog either. 

“I thought you’d enjoy the peace and quiet,” he replied, taking your weekend bag from the car and carrying it up the few steps toward the front door, “The lady who owns it said there would be a fully stocked fridge and a fire burning for us, there’s no WiFi though,” he added, opening the front door and stepping inside, you followed excitedly. 

The main room wasn’t overly large but big enough for the two of you, there was a large and comfortable looking sofa at one end of the room and a couple of squashy looking arm chairs too, arranged around the open fireplace, a dining table with two chairs and two places set out beautifully. There was a door that you guessed led to the kitchen and another door that stood ajar, giving you a glimpse of the bedroom and the plush looking bed. 

“This is amazing,” you said, “Thank you, baby,” you added, throwing your arms around Chris. He held you tightly, breathing deeply. 

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