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jobean12-blog · 2 years

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It’s your lucky day, Jo. You get a two for one. https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRJpNaDM/?k=1

Slip of the Tongue

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Word Count: 494

Summary: It's been a long day and you're tired so you say exactly what you're thinking...

Author's Note: Kate, thank you so much for another fun tik tok! These are great and I love writting these drabbles. Hope you enjoy and have a lovely day! HUGS AND LOVE💕Thank you all for reading and much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by my lovely @firefly-graphics thank you sweets 🥰

Warnings: fluffy fun, implied smut, cheeky Bucky (18+ ONLY PLEASE!)

Gif NOT MINE: Credit goes to @mcavoys

When you arrive at the safe house you nearly drop to the floor with your bag, your entire body sagging.

Bucky shuffles over to the small makeshift kitchen and he searches the cabinets, his shoulders slumping with the small victory of finding a bottle of whiskey. He grabs two glasses and fills them before walking to the couch.

“I’m so fucking tired,” you sigh.

Bucky grunts in agreement and falls onto the couch, taking up half of it with the wide spread of his legs. He passes you the glass before downing half of his. You take a sip and set it on the small table.

“I have a headache,” he grumbles, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“My back is killing me,” you whine as you sit next to him and bump his knee out of the way.

Your head falls back and you close your eyes but you can feel his stare.

“What?” you ask, peeking one eye open.

“I’ll rub your back if ya want doll,” he says with a small smile.

You clear your throat and adjust yourself on the couch, just the thought of his touch setting your skin ablaze.

“Magic metal fingers,” he adds, as he wiggles the shiny digits in front of you.

You drag your teeth over your bottom lip, your eyes glued to his fingers and the way they move.

“I’ll…” you whisper, swallowing hard, “I’ll give you head.”

Bucky’s metal hand stops moving and his flesh hand tightens around his drink, the glass cracking under the pressure.

“What?” he asks, licking his lips.

“What?” you echo as you shake your head with feigned shock.

He continues to stare, the corners of his mouth turning up the longer he does.

“I think you made a mistake doll.”

“Did I?” you squeak. “I’m pretty sure I said I’ll rub your head…you know you said you’d rub my back so I can return the favor…you do have a headache right?”

“That’s not what you said doll face.”

He puts down the broken glass of whiskey, his eyes never leaving yours, and inches closer.

“Yes it is,” you counter, tone slightly snarky.

“Are you sure?” he asks, resting his metal arm along the back of the couch.

His fingertips brush against your bare shoulder then travel higher to your neck where he presses lightly to massage your tense muscles.

You tremble from his touch, your eyes squeezing shut as you silently curse your body.

You can’t stop the low moan that leaves the back of your throat before you breathe out, “sure, I’m sure.”

“Ok then,” he smirks.

He removes his hand and you whine but before you can beg him to continue he pulls you between his thighs and places both hands on your shoulders, leaning closer and whispering against the shell of your ear, “but just in case you said what we both know you said, I’m more than happy to return the favor for that.”

@book-dragon-13 @christywantspizza @dreamlessinparis @hiddles-and-skittles @hiddles-rose @jhangelface0523 @loricamebackyetagain @lookiamtrying @goldylions @breakablebarnes @weekendgothgirl @rebel-stardust @randomfandompenguin @seitmai @loki-laufeyson-1054 @maladaptivexxdaydreaming @nano--raptor

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes #bucky x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes imagine #bucky x female!reader #bucky #tik tok

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antiheronore · 4 years

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Tom Hiddleston presenting how I feel about Tom Hiddleston

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tomhiddleston-gifs · 7 years

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Dramatic turn over

#tom hiddleston #kong: skull island #captain james conrad #hiddlesedit #turn over #my gifs #parallel #i love parallels #t-shit #t shirt #wet #wet hiddles #idk #i like those dramatic turn over x)#things i love #ksispoilers

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mostly-marvel-musings · 3 years

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Congratulations on 1.2k follows!! Anything with "lay back and touch yourself, I want to watch" with Tony, please?

Watch you

A/N: Thank you anon for requesting this.

Not my gif! Credits to the owner

Pairing: Tony x Reader

Warnings: semi-smut, masturbation.

Requests & Challenges

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Tags are open! Send me an ask or DM if you wish to be in any of these lists :))

“Stark if you’re not here in the next fifteen minutes, I swear on Captain’s bottom I’ll—”

“Whoa hold up! There’s no need to bring Capsicle’s ass in this. I don’t care for how you bring that in in every conversation.” Tony rolled his eyes at you through the screen, pressing a few invisible buttons & sliding his chair across the lab away from you.

“Jealous?”

“Pfft! What’s got you so needy today?” He asked, back facing the screen as he went through a few papers containing God knows what.

“I thought you liked it when I get needy.”

“Oh I love it. I was just wondering..”

“I don’t have to you give a reason for needing you Tony. But if that’ll make a difference, I am wearing that lingerie set you love.”

Tony’s head snapped in your direction that instant, his figure slowly making it’s way towards the screen while you smirked.

“The red one?”

“Mmhmm.”

Crawling back on the bed, your back rested against the headboard as you parted your legs and let Tony’s T-shirt ride up to reveal the red lacy panties.

You bit your lip as Tony’s eyes raked over your form, practically salivating through the screen seeing a damp spot on those panties.

“You have missed me, haven’t you baby girl.” He questioned, voice low and quiet, just enough for you to hear. You nodded.

“How much? Show me.”

When you frowned, Tony gave you a pointed look that explained it all. You knew it all too well.

“Lay and touch yourself, I want to watch.”

A whimper left your lips as you obeyed his commands, slowly letting the cool air meet your glistening folds as you slid the panties aside.

Toying with your outer lips, you parted them enough to reveal your bundle of nerves, breathing turning shallower as you kept your eyes fixed on Tony. A gentle brush of thumb at first, turned into slow languid circles around your clit as your eyes fluttered close and a hum echoed in the room.

Tony’s pants had tightened and he palmed himself through the fabric for some relief as he watched you, brown eyes darkened with lust.

“How does it feel baby?”

“Not the same.” You sighed, letting your other hand play with your breasts as you increased pressure on your clit, drawing tighter circles causing your hips to roll against your own hand, inner thigh muscles beginning to twitch already.

Tony sat back in his chair, watching you pleasure yourself as his own hand reached his pants to stroke his hardened length. He could tell you were close as your head lolled from one side to the other, the circles turning sloppy as your back arched and mouth fell open.

Moaning you plunged two fingers inside and began fucking yourself with them, brushing your thumb against your clit. Tony began fisting his cock faster as his grunts filled the lab, wanting to cum with you.

“Let go hun.”

His words sent you tumbling over the edge as you cried out, removing your fingers to rub your clit a little more to ride out your orgasm. Your arousal dripped onto the sheets as you slowed to a stop, still panting with your eyes closed.

When you looked back at the screen, you saw Tony’s pants dropped to his knees, his cock in one hand while the other gripped the chair, as he groaned your name before spurting all over his stomach. The sight made you wish you were doing that to him instead.

“Tonyyy...”

“Fifteen minutes, I promise. Don’t move.”

#tony stark x reader #tony stark smut #tony stark fanfiction #tony stark imagine #tony stark x you #tony stark fluff #tony stark oneshot #iron man smut #iron man x reader #marvel fanfiction

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marzipanandminutiae · 3 years

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I think H*ddleston is a good actor! I like him doing Shakespeare and I loved him in CPeak! But as a big Shakespeare's histories fan, I feel you soooooooo much about going in the tags and only seeing thirst gifs of him and woobiefication of his characters. And just when the Henry IV and Henry V tags were getting more balanced, T*mothee Ch*lamet played the character... *cries in wanting to see any other content*

NOOOO OH MY GOD

MY DEEPEST SYMPATHIES

Seriously, I think Hiddles is marvelous. I love what he brought to the role of Thomas- especially since, apparently, the character's charm and faintly childlike sweetness were added only after he was cast (Del Toro said some rewrites took place to that effect). And I love that about Thomas; it adds such a complexity and depth to this man who's stood by and let innocent women get murdered because objecting would cause him too much personal inconvenience. Talented actor, great portrayal, sympathetic and yet DEEPLY flawed character...chef's kiss.

But. God. The number of times I've gone in the tag and seen All Thomas All The Time, or other characters getting thrown under the bus to make him look better (three guesses who it generally is, and the first two don't count), or even just totally unrelated content of the actor that people have tagged with EVERYTHING he's ever been in for some reason...

It's enough to make a girl throw things.

I am so sorry, my fellow-sufferer. May our respective tags become more on-topic and/or balanced soon.

#ask #anon #gods all save us from the People Who Only Engage With Content For One Specific Actor

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lokislittlesigyn · 2 years

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I posted 4,454 times in 2021

1448 posts created (33%)

3006 posts reblogged (67%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 2.1 posts.

I added 7,130 tags in 2021

#<3 - 1677 posts

#loki - 1435 posts

#loki my beloved - 788 posts

#gifs - 632 posts

#hiddles - 588 posts

#loki anon - 587 posts

#friends - 377 posts

#loki series - 374 posts

#logyn - 336 posts

#fanart - 336 posts

Longest Tag: 139 characters

#((this all sounds very silly when put in that perspective. @sigyn just find out what clothes you like and buy or make them you silly goose)

My Top Posts in 2021

loki using his magic for mundane things

this turned into a loki x reader headcanon thing, have fun

okay let’s get this one out of the way: he summons knives to use in the kitchen.

but not just any knives

no no

he’d know all the different kinds of knives and their uses

and if you used a knife for something other than its intended purpose?

he’d watch you

hovering over your shoulder

you’d glance back at him.

“What?”

“I’m sorry, it’s just that- Well, that’s not the one you should use at all, not for this.”

You pause.

Sigh.

“Okay. Enlighten me.”

he then goes on a Very long tangent about knives, and thankfully, still finishes whatever task you were set to

perhaps finishing peeling that fruit you were about to enjoy as he talks, and absentmindedly handing you the pieces as he cuts them

he knows how you like them

but he really does want to discuss the nuances of his different blades, it’s something he’s interested in!!!

he uses his magic to summon things a lot

and if he’s still “learning” you, your likes and dislikes and quirks and such, he might even summon a little quill and piece of paper to jot them down

he likes keeping track of things you deem important

important dates (asgardian calendars are vastly different from midgardian, and things move so quickly here, he hates to forget them and risk hurting you)

important dates (he’s absolutely a romantic. and whenever you mention a dream destination of yours, a favorite food, a favorite place, etc. he makes a mental - or physical - note of it)

sometimes you notice and you ask about it

and he smirks and flicks his wrist and assures you “Oh, it’s nothing, dear.”

“You sure?”

“As certain as you are beautiful.”

that tends to quiet you down.

he also summons a quill and paper to joke and tease (naturally)

maybe you try something you probably shouldnt have but it seemed like a good idea and

maybe you end up on the ground, firmly on your behind, not hurt, but your pride is definitely wounded

and loki Looks at you, after making sure you’re all right, and summons a Long scroll

“What are you doing?!” you huff

“Oh, just checking how many times I warned you not to do that before you promptly ignored me.”

you throw a pillow at his head.

he dodges, naturally, and laughs, and quickly disappears

only to reappear beside you and scoop you up

he insists he needs to check you over again! properly!

make sure you’re not hurt!

his “checking over” just happens to include holding you gently, and kissing your forehead, and setting you back on your feet with a loving “Now, don’t try that again, yes?”

but that ability can ALSO be very useful when you forget your grocery list!!!

you get to the store and realize you left the paper at home. it’s an old piece of paper, a hand-me-down recipe you’d promised you’d make him because it’s just so good and he has to try it

but alas

the paper was left abandoned on your kitchen counter in your rush to leave (work had called, and distracted you, and loki was more concerned about getting your coat on you before you ventured out into the rain than anything else)

before you can huff and get frustrated with yourself for forgetting the list loki casts a little spell

and holds his hand out to you

the list delicately pinched between his fingers

his eyes bright, face smiling at you

you go silent. then grin

“What would I do without you?”

“Well, you’d be walking back home to get that list, for a start.”

you shudder at the thought. the cold rain is not very fun to walk in.

he’d use magic to summon the television remote over when you’re cuddling on the couch

use it to conjure a blanket over you when you fall asleep while working, exhausted

or else, carry you off to bed, and place a soft kiss on your forehead before tucking you in

and let’s not forget how much he’d love to surprise you with your favorite little things - a flower (just one, but it’s your favorite), a snack (chocolate to share?), tickets to something (you never thought he’d get those!)

or maybe he’d even just make a little handwritten note appear next to you, asking to see you tonight, just the two of you

because he misses you

and for all the gifts and tricks he has, all the wonders he can conjure

nothing could ever bring him as much joy as seeing you smile.

444 notes • Posted 2021-07-21 00:42:12 GMT

✨here he comes✨

489 notes • Posted 2021-09-02 05:24:00 GMT

You know, I wonder if Loki learned that dry-yourself-with-seidr trick because his brother happens to be the god of thunder, and can basically make it rain at any given moment...

531 notes • Posted 2021-05-04 02:36:25 GMT

loki loves to snuggle and you can’t change my mind

honestly i could talk about snuggly loki for way too long

it’s true.

loki - LOVES - to snuggle

he isn’t very used to it at first.

at first he’s a bit distant - you almost wonder if he doesn’t enjoy touch.

he’ll hold your hand, kiss it as is Asgardian custom, and from time to time he’ll put his arm around you.

sometimes to be affectionate, sometimes to ward off any Untrustworthy passersby (he’s definitely protective; that plays into the snuggling too)

but as you grow closer and he trusts you more, he lets you touch him more

a big thing loki tends to do is. well. he stays covered

long sleeves. long pants

even the day you and the rest of the avengers go to the beach lokis in swimming clothes

a longsleeved swimming shirt and fitted swimming shorts

thats the most of his legs you'd seen so far really

(and if you cant coax him into wearing swimming clothes, he wears Normal Clothes but looks extra sulky as he sits under the umbrella all day)

jotuns dont particularly care for the sweltering heat of the atlantic ocean.

but i digress.

Loki’s also a self-protecting person. he’s learned to survive.

to make it on his own.

because of this he can seem rather aloof

yet after all of this, you still reach for him.

thats really what makes him finally let his guard down.

hes reached for plenty of people that havent reached back

his father chiefest among them

loki cared so much for people who hurt him, that even after having his heart shattered, he cared enough to falter at the chance of hurting them

so to have someone so loving, so wonderful, so good continually reach for him?

he, again, doesnt trust at first

but once he does he absolutely craves affection.

he starts letting you touch his skin. his bare forearm, his chest, his neck or clavicle.

as you snuggle more, he lets you get closer

now, he doesnt take snuggling lightly, exactly

and he doesnt overdo it - norns, he’s still anxious about you pulling away; he doesn’t want to ask for too much and make you leave

so it starts in little ways at first.

snuggling on the couch during movie night.

snuggling in the library while he reads to you, your head against his chest, listening to the low rumble and rhythmic beating of his heart

(you notice it flutter when you wrap your arm around his middle)

snuggling, rather unexpectedly, after he beat you in a sparring match and between light laughs you complain about how “heavy you are, you oaf”

and he chuckles and lets his weight hold you down - not crushing you, but it’s very. well. snug.

“What was that, darling?”

“I said off.”

“I believe you said oaf. I’ll need an apology before moving is even a consideration.”

“.. Fine, I’m sorry.”

“That’s much be-”

“Dork.”

he snickers at you and kisses your cheek, finally letting you up.

but the best snuggling?

ohh, the best snuggling is in the mornings.

the first time it happens, you wonder if it’s a dream.

you wake up in bed, Loki’s arm firmly around you. he holds you close to fall asleep; it’s the only thing that keeps the nightmares away

it’s a rainy morning.

the light is low, and grey. there’s no loud noises, no thunder, lightning, no screaming from down the hall because someone pulled a nasty prank at the ripe hour of ... whatever time it was

you didn’t care much about the time. you cared far more about the one next to you.

he looked so serene. hair messy, eyes closed, lips finally not in a frown

you kissed the bridge of his nose, and he inhaled, nuzzling closer, his face pressed to your cheek as your eyes settled on the ceiling.

“Morning...” his low, still gravelly voice made your stomach feel light

“Morning, handsome.”

you felt him smile. he hummed a reply, placing a soft kiss to your cheek.

a while you laid there, enjoying the warmth, until you realized: you were starting to get hungry.

so you moved to leave - but loki’s arm did not move.

“We need breakfast, babe.”

“Mmph.”

you smiled. “You mean you aren’t hungry?”

“Just a few more minutes...” His nose now found your neck, his light breath tickling you slightly. oh, my. you shifted.

loki’s grip tightened. he slid a leg over yours, holding you close.

“Stop wriggling,” he huffed.

“You’re tickling me. And I’m hungry!” You chuckled.

“Oh, please.” Loki placed another kiss to your skin.

after rolling your eyes and asking, “So, you don’t want pancakes, then?” Loki finally looked at you properly. with a sigh, he released you.

.... but he absolutely followed you to the kitchen after you’d dressed

and he absolutely stood behind you and wrapped his arms around you while you cooked, nuzzled your hair, kissed your neck and shoulder

he was most affectionate during your times alone

you absolutely loved it

and truth be told?

he loved it too.

756 notes • Posted 2021-09-06 04:42:38 GMT

Y/N: *points at Loki* How much for the emotional support idiot in the window?

Loki: I’m standing right here. And I’m not for sale.

Y/N: How. Much?

Loki: ..... A kiss will do.

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villainousshakespeare · 4 years

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AO3 Master List

Loki - Series

Exile’s Return: Rated M, Fluff, Smut, Romance, 16 chapters (complete)

Banished from Asgard for his various crimes, Loki seeks to use the rescue and return of Thor’s betrothed (ofc) to secure his release from exile. But he is the God of Mischief, and when the lady in question proves to be smart, caring, and lovely he can’t resist trying to slowly turn her affection away from the prince she is promised to marry and claim her for himself. My first ever (and still personal favorite I’ve written) fic!!

Loki and Kela’s Adventures on Midgard: Rated E, Smut, Fluff 8 chapters (complete)

A sequel to Exile’s Return, but not really necessary to read that first. Loki brings his love Kela to Midgard despite being wanted for war crimes by The Avengers. While attending the theater in New York they cross paths with a dangerous man with mind control abilities. Will Loki be able to keep Kela from becoming his latest victim?

In Exchange for Submission: Rated E, Smut, Fluff, Romance, Angst, 77 Chapters (completed)

Loki’s invasion of NY has taken a turn for the better, and he is now in charge of a growing percentage of the United States. During his campaign he acquired a group of hostages from resistance pockets and is keeping them captive in Stark Tower. Now, with things settling down a bit, he needs to decide what to do with them. Two of them, from a prominent family, are set to be released. One of these, a feisty, irritating, impossible woman, desperately offers to ransom the rest of the prisoners, including her best friend. Loki has no need of Midgardian coin, but the woman, who has been a thorn in his side for weeks, has something else that he desires - her submission. He offers her a bargain - every day he will require a new willing act of submission from her, and in exchange, he will release one prisoner. How long can she keep up the deal? And how much of herself will he demand she surrender?

Trigger Warnings: Dark elements, Dark!Thor, attempted rape (not by Loki), angst, tons of kink and smut

For the Price of a Book: Rated M, Romance, Fluff, Smut, Angst, 35 Chapters (completed)

In the days before the events of Thor I, Loki inadvertently comes upon a female servant being “punished” by a pair of guards. Her crime? Stealing a book from the rooms she was tasked to clean. Curiosity captured, he decides to break through the shy exterior by any means necessary. A bit of softer Loki story, as he is younger and pre-Jotunn discovery. He is still Loki though, so sass and drama will not be far away!

Christmas Mischief: Rated M, Romance, Fluff, Smut 4 Chapters (completed)

You have been dating Loki for several months, so it is only natural that he would accompany you home for a very old fashioned family holiday, right? This could be your dream come true… or your worst nightmare.

Loki - One Shots

The Rarest Flower: Rated T, Romance, Angst, 1 shot

Birthday Challenge from the prompt: Could I request the “forbidden/secret relationship” with Loki and reader? They dated back in Asgard, but with Loki as prince it was somehow forbidden so they needed to keep it secret. Someone found out and the reader was sent to Midgard and to not see Loki again and while she is there she found out she’s pregnant. Years later Loki found a way back to the reader and is surprised to see that they have a child

Retribution: Rated E, Smut, NonCon, 1 shot

Loki has just conquered two united armies on the field of battle. Now he confronts the woman who brought them together to oppose him - daughter to the proud king of one army, betrothed of the general of their ally. Angry at the challenge to his throne he decides to make an example of her, and gives her a choice: be tossed to his soldiers for their entertainment, or willingly submit to his every perverted demand as his personal slave. Basically, my attempt at a Loki/slave one shot.

Trigger Warning: VERY NON-CON! This is not the love story Loki of my previous works, but just pure, unadulterated, dark, perverted porn.

Team Bonding: Rated T, Drinking, Implied Future Smut, Drunken Silliness, One Shot

Now that Loki is a member of the Avengers, he needs to develop a better report with them. As his fiancé, you feel it is your duty to encourage him to go out for post-mission drinks with the team. What could possibly go wrong?

The Perfect Costume: Rated E, Smut

Loki needs to find the perfect costume to wear to a party with you. What will he come up with and how will you react?

Life of the Party: Rated T, Drinking, Implied Future Smut

An empath and a scientist in the service of SHIELD, you are blackmailed by Tony Stark into attending one of his parties for your own good. Expecting to have a miserable time, you instead strike up a conversation with the God of Mischeif. Written for @scrumptious-delusion 2K Writing challenge!

A Flood of Emotions: Rated M, Smut, Fluff, Set During Pandemic

As an empath living through the Covid-19 pandemic you are struggling to deal with being confined with everyone else's emotions. When Loki arrives at your door for a delayed rendezvous you are moments away from a panic attack. Can the God of Mischief take your mind off of your problems?

This is a continuation of the story begun in "Life of the Party", though it is not necessary to read it first.

You’re My Obsession: Rated M, Angst, Smut, Avenger Loki

As the head of PR for the Avengers, you are faced with a lot of problems. None of them, however, is as big as your obsession with a certain God of Mischief. While he cavorts with models and treats you as a nothing more than a close friend, you find yourself unable to control your feeling for him. Can you find a way to make him final take notice of you?

James Conrad

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The Mark: Rated E, Smut, Angst, Fluff, Romance, Gooey Ending, One Shot

Desperate for money in a backwater town in South East Asia after the Vietnam War, Jennifer follows a tall British man she has just seen win a roll of cash at pool. She is determined to make him her latest mark, but James Conrad is more than what he seems and not one to fall for any woman’s game.

Trigger warning: Mention of attempted kidnapping/human trafficking

Tracking the Beast: rated T, fluff, alcohol use, implied smut

James leads a group of inexperienced adventures to track a rare beast.

Sir Thomas Sharpe

In Search of Refuge: Rated E, Smut, Gothic Romance, Work in Progress

A disastrous carriage accident leaves Rose stranded in a snow storm. Desperate to find shelter from the elements, she stumbles upon a run down estate and throws herself on the mercy of its owner, Sir Thomas Sharpe.

Magnus Martinsson

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Protection: Rated E, Smut, Romance, Fluff, Angst, 36 Chapters (completed)

Against his wishes, Magnus is assigned an undercover case to protect a witness and bring down a criminal. He gets more than he bargains for with his protectee. This starts with a slow burn, but I promise there will be smutty goodness in upcoming chapters!

Bunnies in the Rain: Rated E, Smut, Fluff, Romance One Shot

Birthday Challenge: Magnus and Just. One. Bed. You and Det. Magnus Martinsson get stuck in the rain out on the job, and have to take shelter in a Bed and Breakfast. What could possibly happen?

Robert Laing

Her: Rated E, Smut, Kidnapping, Dub/Con, Nonconsensual Drug Use

Laing enjoys life in the high rise as every woman’s favorite amenity, but lately he’s been getting bored. When he sees Grace, he knows he has to have her, no matter what it takes.

Trigger Warnings: Please, please, please read the rating. This is a dark fic unlike my usual ones.

Tom Hiddleston

Kicked Out: Rated M, Fluff, Angst, Kissing,

Birthday Challenge: Tom and Just. One. Bed.On your first professional tour you are unceremoniously ousted from your hotel room when your roommate hooks up with one of the stars. It is at this point that the other lead, one Tom Hiddleston, wanders into the room. Being a gentleman, he can hardly let you drink alone!

In the Timing: Rated E, Smut, Angst, Fluff 4 Chapters (completed)

After a horrible first date, you end up at a pub filled with University students. You are feeling rather old and sorry for yourself, until a blond haired Adonis strikes up a conversation with you. Obviously he is too young for you, but what could a little flirting hurt?

Tom Hiddleston/Loki

Personalities Within: Rated E, Smut, Fluff, Angst, Loki, Oakley, Jonathan Pine, Coriolanus, Adam, tbd, Work in Progress (currently on hiatus)

Tom had been so careful for so long. He rarely got involved in relationships, and if he did he only let them go on for so long before ending them. It was the only way to be safe. The only way that HE wouldn’t come out. And while HE, among others, might make Tom a great actor, the dangers were to great. But what happens when Tom falls for someone. Someone who not only is his perfect type, but the other’s perfect type as well? Can he pursue a relationship with her while keeping his secret and protecting her? Or will the unthinkable happen?

Trigger Warnings: Mental illness

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wickednerdery · 4 years

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Title: Hoarfrost Hel: Abated Author: @wickednerdery Fandom: Marvel Pairing/character: Jotun!OC, Mer!OC, Elf!OCs Rating: Explicit Summary: “Take me to him.” Notes: This is the second part of what’s shaping up to be a legit trilogy (the first is FrostBitten) - the master list is here. The story on whole is gonna be very dark, this piece - which occurs a few days after the last Ulfr one - has significant graphic violence and so much angst. For consistency and length, it gets a “Read More”.

The pain is numbing, slips Grim in and out of consciousness, as Lady Carfindel’s men carry him off. It’s no matter, there’s no option to scream, to fight, and, as blood leaks from around tattered gills, the option of survival drains from him too. He can only cringe when dropped like a sack for the men to open the large vat of salt. While traditionally meant to cure meat and fish, whatever the kitchens might need, this one’s been marked for other uses long ago. The out and inside clawed from attempts at escape, the bottom blackened with blood, from past guests.

“It reeks!” Tir complains as they dig enough to make room for the slave.

Beria chuckles. “Yeah, well, some of them die and, if forgotten long enough...” He shrugs before joining the other to lift and toss Grim in.

The salt fires up his wounds, grates scaled flesh, as it goes red-to-black with his blood. If Grim could roar in the pain of it, he would, yet his throat is all but gone. Gills work to close, mouth gapes open in desperation, but he chokes either way. Flakes pull moisture from within, turning him all the more into the sea creature he is at his core. Tears flow, get sucked up, as the two men work to coat him and place the cover back on. Grim watches as the light leaves, the hope fades, and the darkness comes.

Once tasked with finding the Oarnér slave, Grim, by the princess, Maethril makes it her priority. Not because she finds it especially important, but because she herself suspects the slave has information vital to the crown. Close to the man who claims to be Prince Draugluin, now hidden away by Lady Carfindel, he surely knows something. Finding him may lead her to uncovering many secrets.

It takes her moons to discover his location, but when she does she rushes to inform the princess and gather reinforcements. While certainly capable of getting a slave out of the salt bath, she does not trust the Red Lady not to have it guarded. Even bewitched.

“Your Highness! Princess Rainaiel!” Maethril calls out as she rushes towards the caves the young woman finds solace in. “Your Highness!”

“Yes?” Ulfr turns from the overlook, assuming the call is for him.

The royal guard stops short in his sight; her heart begins to race all the more as his gaze goes from curious to understanding.

“You found Grim.” Time slows, his heart holding with his breath. “Where? Where is he?”

She looks down. For the first time since her early days of battle she’s speechless, indecisive, too wary to make a move. Any move.

Ulfr’s breath returns in a shudder, his heart rushing ahead with his mind. “Where?!” Water fills his eyes, he shakes without control as rage and terror build in equal measure.

“In a salt bath past the kitchens, by the storage house.”

A place Ulfr passed many times looking for Grim; the knowledge makes his stomach churn with acid. “Take me to him.”

“Your Highness -”

“NOW!!”

Fingers fuse first, the webbing of his kind returning, then his toes. His feet...ankles...legs....the longer he stays, the more he dries out, the more fish-like he becomes. Normally, this is not painful, it is something he can do at will, but this is not normal. This is torture. A slow drying out that cracks skin, shrivels scales. Fangs long ago unused grow out as gums recede and lips puff and curl. Skin and scales split and bleed into salt that dries him out all the more. A vicious cycle that slowly drains his life and will to have it...

The vat is not guarded, but both can see its enchantment. Sealed in blue-green light Maethril halts in place, in recognition, as she extends arm to stop the prince. Her attempt goes unnoticed as Ulfr rushes past her. He knows the magic, knows he can handle it...knows it wouldn’t matter if he couldn’t. Grim’s in there.

“Your highness, no, it is freezing!” So cold it will surely burn any elf hand that dare touch it. He ignores, grabs and tosses the lid. She gasps as his hands turn azure, white-lined, before his illusion slips back into place. He is not the prince, he’s not even Ljósálfar! Yet the urge to put this mysterious, deceptive, beast down, the one she’s had since first suspecting him, only dampens...

The light burns Grim’s eyes even through lids, he shudders. His voice is gone, breathing barely there. What little water left in him leaks from the corners of his eyes as he’s lifted from crimson flakes.

Ulfr lowers with care, wincing on his lover’s behalf as the ground proves unforgiving, uncomforting. “Gr-Grim?” He looks down at the being that bears so little resemblance to the man he knows, loves. As badly as he wants to touch, to reassure, he doesn’t dare for fear of hurting.

As Maethril watches she’s at a loss for words. She’s seen death, seen cruelty, but this is something new. New and terrifying. The slave is not simply undone, he’s changed in a way that reminds her of the blackest magics. She knows why the urge to take the imposter down isn’t coming - whoever, whatever, he is, he loves just as any of them. He is in pain, he is scared, and he is in love...more than the prince ever was.

Even the drip of Ulfr’s tears on his flesh causes such pains that Grim’s breath stops. “We...We need to get him out of here.” Ulfr wipes his face quickly, both to prevent tears from falling as to hide them. He can be seen to care, perhaps, but not too much. Not in front of the guard already so suspicious of him. “Get him...help.”

“H-How? ...Where?”

“Do not ask me, just help me!!” The Jotun roars at the she-elf before taking a deep breath in. His jaw flickers in tension, the tears coming once again. “Please...” His voice softens to a plea. “Help.”

Maethril opens mouth, but has no answer. No solution. If they move the Oarnér they may kill him, but they surely cannot leave the man here either. She raises a hand in hopes of staving off more orders while she thinks. The black burns of the slave’s throat, the creature he’s become, it’s like black magic... “I...I may know someone who can, but...”

Stomach tightens in fear. “But?”

“She’s deep in the woods. I’ll have to find her, convince her.”

“Order her, tell her I order her.”

“She’s not one of your people, our people.”

“Tell her she may have whatever she wishes, if she heals him.”

“Your Highness, that is-” Not a risk to take with one such as this witch.

“GO!!” He doesn’t care, whatever warning she has for him doesn’t matter right now. The only thing that does is Grim. That Grim is alive, that he can be healed. The woman bows, heads off, and Ulfr moves to lay on the ground beside the other. He lets his façade fade, goes Jotun and freezes the ground beneath them...Grim always says too cold is better than too hot and, as the ice melts, it turns to the water that’s he so desperately needs.

Rassëiel smells the she-elf the moment she steps beyond the boundaries of the kingdom and into her woods. “You are not welcome here, Ljósálfar.”

“I come with a message from...” Who? An icy imposter? “Prince Draugluin.”

“My answer will be your death.” The dragon-witch is not blood-thirsty, but protective. Her freedom, her land, her happiness was hard-fought and she’s no intention of going back - the best way to assure that is to deal with all elf trespassers brutally. Still, she is curious, so waits...

“He requests, begs, your help, my lady.”

“With what?” She spits back, knowing the type of help requested by the last like him.

“His love.”

The woman laughs. “I’ve no interest in helping the Red Lady, she’s worse than he.”

“No, not her. A fossegrim slave.” Maethril takes another step, hands up to show she’s no wish to battle. “You gained your freedom, would you deny another dark creature his?”

“You are not allowed to die, do you understand me?” Ulfr mutters, freezing and refreezing the ground as the Alfheim sun continues to melt it as quickly. “If you die, I’ll kill myself.” After all, what was a fugitive Frost Giant to do when, again, the one good thing in his life leaves.

Grim hears, but cannot respond save to keep breathing what little breath he can find the strength to take.

Not gonna lie, writing this was a wild ride from beginning to end for me, haha! Now I’m hoping that that’s a good thing and translated into a great (and wild!) piece for you guys as well. There’s still more to come - not in the least because we’ve got a new player on the board, haha! - but I’ve a pretty good idea of what. Also, no, Ulfr doesn’t realize he’s given himself away to Maethril. AND the concept of a dragon lady actually came from a character @chibiyanai thought of first and I hope she doesn’t get cross at me for using the genius idea, lol!

Gifs found on Google, combined by me

Word Glossary (in order of usage):

Carfindel - Red-Haired (Sindarin) Oarnér - Oar - Child of the Sea (Qenya); nér - Male (Qenya) Draugluin - Blue (Were)wolf (Sindarin) Beria - To protect (Sindarin), used as name here Tir - Guard (Sindarin), used as name here Ljósálfar - Norse Light Elves Rainaiel - Sweet-faced princess (Sindarin) Maethril - [Female] Warrior (Sindarin) Alfheim - Home of the Norse Light Elves Rassëiel - [Female] Horn (Quenya

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eurynome827 · 5 years

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It's HBC Tongue Tuesday!

But you all know that for me Every Day Is Tongue Day ™️

Just using ye olde t**blr gif search to throw together some examples.

Behind the scenes tongue.

Fashion Face ™️ Tongue.

Formal Tongue, combined with Listening Tongue.

Tongue and Sunglasses Killer Combo.

Character Choice Tongue.

Please kiss me like this, tongue.

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tryhoney · 4 years

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Looking for marvel specific gif makers! Thank you!

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tomhiddleston-gifs · 7 years

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Hello guys

So I just finished watching Kong: Skull Island (I know it was about time eheh) and now I started to gif it ! So I’ll be tagging it as #ksipoilers for those of you who might have not seen it yet. So I suggest you to blacklist this tag not to get spoiled ;)

Also I wanted to add- this goes to fellow gifmakers- that I’ve been avoiding tags such as #TomHiddleston and #Hiddlesedit since the film has been avaible on digital download to avoid spoilers so I basically didn’t see any gifs which have been already made and if I appear to make a similar gifset to yours, then please know it’s a coincidence and it wasn’t my intention. I didn’t see any gifset.

Sorry but before I post anything I just needed to let you guys know and clarify things first.

Hope you liked the film (or will like it) and that you’ll enjoy the gifs guys ! :)

#tom hiddleston #cheers-mrhiddleston #enchantedbyhiddles #damnyouhiddles #t-hiddles #kong: skull island #posting this ahead so you can blacklist the tag #also very sorry i don't post much lately :$#hope you'll like the gifs anyway ! :)

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mostly-marvel-musings · 3 years

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I would like to request Smutty #4 with Steve Rogers. Please and thank you 😊

Need you now

A/N: Yep yep I got a thing for bearded Cap, who doesn’t right? Thank you for this request!

Smut prompt - Against a wall.

Not my gif! Credits to the owner.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: 18+ smut, unprotected sex, fluff, some angst.

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The room was dead silent. Silent, but filled with past arguments, unsaid realities and repercussions.

Steve face was sombre, eyes full of regret and sorrow as he watched your silhouette standing by the window, not facing him.

“So you are leaving.” Your voice was quieter than before, defeated.

“I have to find him (Y/N).”

“What about me?”

“I’ll find you later.”

There seemed to be a faux confidence covering his otherwise uncertain answer. You knew this was it. This was probably the last time you’d be seeing Steve.

“Will you?”

Turning to face him, you let a few tears fall down your cheeks without making the effort to wipe them off, your voice cracking at the end.

Steve took a few strides to stand in front of you, his hands coming up to cup your face, thumbs wiping away the tears while his own beautiful blues glistened with emotion.

“I promise.”

Six months later

Finishing your chores for the day, you were just about ready to retire when there were three urgent knocks on your apartment door, followed by a short pause before they knocked again.

You knew it was him. It was his knock.

You did not hesitate to open the door even though it was way past midnight & you lived alone. A visibly aged, full bearded and absolutely exhausted looking Cap stood right outside the door.

“Come on in.”

Steve was surprised you let him in without any inquiry, hell he was surprised at the fact that you let him in at all. You looked exactly the same as Steve remembered, perhaps with the absence of your otherwise bubbly self, but just as beautiful.

“How’ve you been doll?” He asked quietly, looking around the space as he entered.

You remained silent, not really knowing the answer to that question yourself. Instead you hurried into the kitchen to get him a glass of water. Steve sighed when he noticed you’d begun to pick up some things off the table to keep away even though most of them belonged there - a nervous habit of yours he was well aware of.

“(Y/N)...”

“I might have a T-shirt and some trousers of yours in case you want to change. Or if you’re here just to leave again, t-that’s ok—”

“I’m here to see you. And you’ll allow it, I plan to stay.”

You looked him in the eye for the first time that night, searching for lies in those baby blues you had fallen in love with all those years ago.

Steve’s demeanour suggested that he wanted nothing more than to take you in his arms and kiss you, to feel your soft lips against his own, the familiarity of your body against his. He wanted all of this and more.

Taking a seat on your couch, Steve told you all about the accords and what went down with Tony after he’d found out Bucky was behind his parents’ accident. How he’d given up the shield, the shield that represented him in so many ways.

“Are you hungry?”

He nodded, taking this as a positive sign though your eyes were cast downward again, possibly hiding the tears considering how quiet your voice had gotten.

“Why don’t you go change and I’ll make you something.”

“Thanks.”

You ate in silence after he’d showered, keeping your eyes fixed on your plate of food to avoid your mind turning foggy from Steve’s presence back in your apartment, his features enhanced with that beard, making you wonder just how soft it was or how it’d feel like in other places...

Steve lightly tapped you on your shoulder, snapping you back to reality.

“Huh?”

“I said this was delicious. Thank you.”

“Uh sure. It was always your favourite.” You managed a small smile before picking both your plates and heading towards the sink, he followed.

“Let me get that.” Steve’s voice came from right behind you, his hands covering yours as he stopped you from doing the dishes, his chest pressed softly against your back.

You stared up to find his eyes already on your lips, reaching up you kissed him after what felt like years. The plates landed in the sink with a clutter as your hands found their way into his dark blonde hair.

What started as a soft brush of lips quickly turned into an urgent kiss, with hands travelling along the bodies, touching, feeling everything they’d been missing for the past few months. His beard felt invitingly bristly against your face as you deepened the kiss, coaxing his mouth open with your tongue.

“I’ve missed you so much...”

Steve walked you back until you were met with the kitchen wall before placing open-mouthes kisses along your jaw and neck. Clothes hit the ground in no time as he hooked his fingers in the waistband of your panties, pausing to silently ask permission, resuming when your frantic nod gave him the answer.

He helped you step out of them before kneeling before you, worshipping you with his eyes. Lifting one leg up, he exposed your folds before closing his lips on your clit and making you sigh.

The beard added extra friction making your skin tingle as his tongue licked and sucked at your core, making you grab onto his hair roughly for support.

Foggy brain prevented you from forming full sentences as your breathing turned shallower, the need to feel him inside you building.

“Steve n-need you now.” You choked making Steve re-track the trail of kisses he’d left going down as he met your lips once again, this time tasting of your arousal.

Helping him undress in a hurry, you were more than pleased to see his cock eager with beads of precum on its tip. Aligning himself, his forehead touched yours as you felt him enter achingly slowly.

After he was fully sheathed in your warmth, he grabbed the back of your knee and began thrusting in and out, gradually picking up the pace.

Hiding his face in your neck, he grunted lowly - a sound you had missed along with the feeling of having him so deep inside you.

“I’m so sorry I left.”

“You’re here now.”

You whispered, bringing his face back to kiss him again, as he began driving into your faster, every thrust making his pubic bone brush against your clit.

A loud moan echoed in your apartment as your head hit the wall, finding your orgasm crash over you triggering Steve’s own. If it wasn’t for him holding you up, you would’ve surely crumbled to the ground.

Bodies still twitched due to the after-effects, you continued placing a thousand kisses on Steve’s shoulder, holding him to you, his cock still hard inside your warmth.

“Round two in the shower?”

“Definitely.”

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