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mochie85 · 2 years

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Part of the "Invade Me Chronicles" - A project where some wonderful writers assembled to create a collection of stories based on The First Avengers Loki.

Summary: Loki is only steps away from completing his invasion. Until you walk back into his life. Pairing: Loki x Asgardian Avenger!Reader Warnings: Spice. Wall sex. Fingering. Slight Dom!Loki A/N: Also can we all just agree that we've thought about him railing us to this song. (No pun Intended) Only me...that's ok 👉👈

Loki was reaching the top steps towards the roof. He was so close. Closer to finishing this blasted invasion. Closer to victory. Closer to you. He had not seen you since he fell off the Bifrost on that wretched night.

They promised him that as soon as he was done with this whole damned business, he would be free to pursue you again. Free to find you and stay with you. You were the only and constant thought in his captivity. The only thing that kept him alive was the hope of seeing you again in his arms.

“Stop!”

He would recognize that voice anywhere! He turned only to find you running up the steps to catch up to him. His eyes grew round and innocent as he beheld you for the first time since that awful night.

“Loki! What are you doing?” He could only stare at you. What were you doing here? You should be safe in Asgard. Not here, where he was set to take over through violence and mayhem.

“I – I…What are you doing here?” he stammered. You caught up to him and quickly wrapped your arms around his neck. He smelt of ash and smoke. The hot leather of his armor singed the parts of your skin that were exposed.

He let go of his staff to fully embrace you. He lowered his head to your shoulders, and let out a silent tear. The memory of your jasmine soap had not done the actual scent justice as he took a lungful of air. The feel of your body so close to his was all he dreamt about the past two years in confinement.

“Whose got eyes on Loki?” you both heard through the earpiece you had on.

“You’re one of them!” He pushed you away as you grabbed his arm to keep him with you.

“He’s on the south side of the building. Thirty-second level. Heading down.” You relayed in your mic before you took it out and crushed it within your palm.

“Why did you lie to them?”

“To buy us time.” You said as you lunged towards him and kissed him. “I’ve missed you, my prince! My days and my nights have not been the same since you’ve been gone.”

Loki returned your kiss with as much fervor. His tongue glides inside your mouth, a prelude to one of the many parts of your body he wishes to reconcile with. He pushed you up against the wall. The steps made his right leg higher than his left. He used this advantage to rub his muscular thigh against your aching heat. The leathers forming your armored skirt gave way to his ministrations.

Your fingers fumbled against his trousers. Your hand reached inside, feeling the soft velvet skin you’ve missed and dreamt about. Loki let out a guttural moan as you pumped his erection, causing him to buck further into your hand. Your name was plucked from his lips. He hasn’t felt anything this close since you. He was shaking with lust at having the chance to do this with you again.

With a heady moan fleeing from your lips, he stepped back into a familiar role. His muscle memory kicked in and his body reacted and responded to your ever-growing need.

He placed two fingers by your lips. “Suck.” He commanded. And you obeyed without hesitation. He felt your tongue glide in between his fingers, coating his long digits. When he pulled out, a thin trail of your saliva still connected with his fingers as he brought them down and plunged them into your aching heat.

“Gods! Loki…” You screamed out. The sound of his name coming from your lips was like a sweet symphony. He continued to rim his fingers around you, adding a third. He circled your clit with his thumb, bringing you to that sweet edge. You were so close to falling. So close to screaming his name.

He drew his fingers away and used your slick to coat his length. In one swift motion, he entered you. The tightness. The heat. It was enough to make him convulse right there and then, “Norns, I’ve missed you, pet.” He grunted as he slammed himself back inside you. “All those lonely nights. I’ve thought of nothing but returning home to you. To find you waiting for me…unhh…just like that…” he whimpered. He felt you tighten around him at his words.

You could feel him slam your hips against the cold wall behind you. You grabbed hold of the descending banister to help keep you up as your legs spread further apart for him. “My prince…” you said breathlessly. “We don’t have much time.”

Loki grabbed your chin as he looked straight into your lust-blown eyes. “I will take my time enjoying you.” He said as his lips touched yours. “You will take what I give you and you will thank me. Do you understand, pet?”

“Yes, my prince.”

“Say it.” He growled as he bottomed into you.

“Thank you.” You cried as your brows narrowed together from the sheer bliss.

“Again.” He grunted as he took out his length, leaving the tip, and slammed back inside.

“Ahh…fu…th-thank you, my prince.”

“That’s a good girl.” He said as his hips continued the onslaught of pleasure. “To feel you around me again. It’s a dream I wish not to wake up from.” He set a devastating rhythm. You felt every ridge. Every pulse. You heard every cry and whimper. His face set to the most exquisite indulgence you’d ever seen.

“Will you take what I give you?” he said with his eyes closed and his mouth set to yell his release. “Will you take what’s rightfully yours? What belongs to you and only you?” he whispered to your lips.

“Yes! Yes, my prince. G-give it to me.” You moaned as his pace got deeper. Harder. “…pl-ease…”

Loki let go. His loud climax was carnal and echoed off the walls of the stairwell. You followed soon after with a torrid mewl yourself. You squeezed tighter, not wanting him to leave you. Wanting to keep him inside you.

His pace slowed. Catching his breath, he found your lips and latched on. Your lips were ripe and juicy. You tasted like the strawberries in Asgard. Like home.

A loud explosion could be heard on the roof. Loki looked up annoyed. “That would be my army.” He said as he softly pulled out of you. You felt bereft and alone once again.

“Please don’t do this love. Come back with me. We can make this right, together.”

“They will not stop. He will not stop until he gets the stone. And I will not let him get to you.” He claimed as he sheathed himself back inside. He held your face in both of his hands. “You were to stay in Asgard till I come for you. Why are you here?”

“After I thought you had died. Thor had taken me here to Midgard to start a new life with the Avengers.” You answered as Loki’s face turned into a scowl. “I couldn’t stay at the palace any longer, where everything reminded me of you.”

“So my idiotic brother decides to put your life – my heart – in danger?! He shall pay dearly for this. Loki stormed the last few steps towards the rooftop. Murder on his mind as he sought out Thor.

“Loki, darling, be nice. They’re my friends. And you know your brother means well. He only brought me here because I asked him to.”

“You are to stay hidden. Away from the fray. Until my business is done outside.”

“Loki. Don’t make me hold you down.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“I finally have you back. You don’t think I’ll do everything in my power to keep you by my side.”

“Kitten! I’m doing this so He doesn’t find you!”

“And I’m doing this so you don’t lose yourself!” You growled as you clasped metal cuffs on his arms.

“I have an army!”

“And we have a hulk!”

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fawfulydoo · 23 days

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bro. bro stop your toast is literally burning

#fawfulanimates #dib membrane #dib #invader zim #jhonen vasquez #toon boom harmony #2d animation #this started out as a joke i wasnt gonna finish but i liked it too much not too. you know me #i also love how the lighting turned out

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t00thpasteface · 7 months

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"it's very problematic to make your space aliens autistic-coded" SPEAK FOR YOURSELF 👽👽👽👽👽🛸🛸🛸 ALIEN LASER BLAST ATTACK ✨✨✨🌠🌠🌠🌠🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟

#when i was a very small very autistic kid and i saw invader zim for the first time i was like bro he just like me fr #my Also Autistic mom was always like you have to be nice to the humans ok. you have to trick them into thinking you're human #now that i'm better at actually dealing with The Symptoms i relate more to the uhhh non-planet-conquering aliens #shebbz shoutz #spock #superman #invader zim #actually autistic #autistic adult #autism

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illusioncanthurtme--art · 7 months

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In which Zim disappears for a decade.

This looks like such garbage, but this has been sitting in my head for a month and I needed it OUT OF ME!!!!

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tubesock86 · 7 months

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idk what happened I’m fully back on my steddie bullshit HAHA

#guyyyssss give me fic recs!!! pleeease #Eddie loves getting to invade Steve’s personal space #and now that they’re dating he gets to do it and know that Steve loves it!!#my art!#steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #steddie fanart #tubesock86

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molsquinn · 1 year

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#set a building full of orphans on fire #created a portal into another dimension out of egotism #is (currently) trying to get into someone’s head to kill them #is trying to invader earth (same character also stole a bunch of peoples organs)#ate a kid reincarnated as a nome then ate a woman just because she was hungry #fed people children #slapped her sister which in turn made her sister a villain #I think it’s time for me to stop

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yuanology · 9 months

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m!reader fingering afab!geto while being 100% aware gojo's watching through the crack of the door so he decides to show gojo how sensitive his friend is and geto ends up squirting?? (lowkey embarrassed i wrote this, but yknow ignore it if you want😅)

what the Fuck .

gojo satoru was not a virtuous man. far from it, in fact. as a self-made god, satoru existed on a plane far above morality and whatever other human concept was created to define right and wrong. within infinity and the insurmountable power residing in it, there was only the man who wielded it and the humanity confining it.

even so, satoru still knew deep within his heart—the trembling, still beating thing residing underneath the constricts of his ribs—that he should not be doing this; that he should not be staying.

but satoru was not a virtuous man, and so he stayed.

because there, past the thin crack of the door, was his best friend—the same one he had known from childhood, the same one who had walked with him through the ins and outs of darkness—with his clothes stripped clean, thrown messily around the room, both of his feet planted flat on the bed, and his back arching off the mattress in a pleasured arch. between his legs, slick and heavy with evidence of his own debauchery, stood you—fully dressed, only the first two buttons of your collar open.

satoru knew of you. it was impossible not to. you were older than the both of them. when they were freshly entering their first year, you'd already matured where you existed in your third one. satoru himself had barely spared you a glance but in retrospect, he did remember suguru mentioning once or twice that he was training with you on the side.

fuck, satoru thought, dazed. if he had known this was what 'training' involved, he would have listened a bit better on what suguru had to say about you.

because you were holding his thighs apart, well-practiced fingers relentlessly pushing past suguru's slick folds, producing the loudest squelching noises. satoru couldn't see very well from this angle, but he could hear the sounds his best friend was making; fucked up and high-pitched, whiney in a way satoru had never heard him speak before.

suguru cried out your name, breathless and panting. "please," he was begging you, sounding close to tears. "please, no more."

you leaned in, mouth brushing over suguru's chest as you whispered your response. satoru couldn't hear you, even as his ears strained to catch a wisp of your words. but whatever it was, it must not be good because suguru is letting out a loud whine, one the turned into the strangled beginnings of a scream when satoru noticed that you had begun to pick up pace.

oh my god.

just as satoru took the first hesitant half step backwards, swaying in place, he hears your drawled out voice—cutting, brave, unyielding.

"now, where do you think you're going, satoru?"

satoru stiffened, and he realised that he wasn't the only one. suguru did, too—his body locking up as a new flush crawled across his skin. satoru had half the mind to apologise to his best friend in his head, a chant of i'msorryi'msorryi'msorryi'msuchashittyfriend looping in his head as if it could forgive him for not only being a pervert, but also for intruding on his best friend's secret.

satoru cleared his throat. he wanted to make an excuse, to apologise, but all that could tumble out of his throat was a hoarse, "um."

suguru let out a high whine at the sound of satoru's voice, as if he was spurred on by his audience. his back arched, his mouth parting as a deep sound escaped him. satoru watched, mesmerised, as the muscle on suguru's body rippled at the motion, your hands never once faltering in its ministrations.

"come here for a minute, satoru." your voice was calm, collected and almost clinical. as if you didn't practically have your entire fist buried in between suguru's slick folds, your thumb nudging at where satoru guessed must be suguru's clit if suguru's high pitched whimpers were anything to go by. "i need your opinion on something."

satoru swallowed thickly as he was drawn into the room, his motions dumb as if he was a mere puppet on your string. as he moved closer, he realised that there was more to the scene that he couldn't earlier see from his post by the door.

suguru's cunt was fucking drooling, slick dripping all over the place as his hips canted in the air as if to escape and to move closer to the pleasure. his hole would no doubt he gaping if you pulled your hand out, hungry for more. your thumb covered his clit wholly, rubbing at it mercilessly.

satoru felt himself twitching in his pants, throat working around the words stuck in his lungs.

"what do you need?" satoru asked, his voice wrecked. he would be embarrassed by it if it wasn't promptly drowned out by the sound of suguru's choked out noises.

without thinking, satoru moved a hand to rest on suguru's thigh, at the sight of his best friend in distress. he didn't realise what a great mistake it was until suguru did a full body shudder, a ragged gasp leaving him. satoru couldn't fucking breathe.

clearly, you didn't share the same sentiment because you were speaking again. "suguru wants me to stop, but i personally think he can come one more time," you said casually, as if this was a common conversation to have with just about anyone.

suguru let out a weak whimper, pathetic and desperate in a way satoru never knew him to be, at the sound of your words. you must have been trying to convince him about this for a while then.

stiffly, satoru nodded, not quite knowing how to react. "okay," he said dumbly.

he wasn't looking at you, too entranced by the sight of suguru with his legs spread wide open and his messy cunt being on full display, but he could hear the smile in your voice when you said, "well, what do you think? can he come one more time?"

satoru opened his mouth, a half-baked answer on the tip of his tongue, when he was interrupted by the sound of suguru's babbling.

"no. no, please. no more." there were tears in his eyes, dripping down his cheeks prettily, satoru noticed. suguru looked a mess, his hair a halo around his head and his hips lifted in the air as if he was nothing more than a cheap whore. satoru thought he was beautiful. "please. i can't. don't make me. please, please, please, pl—"

his words promptly turned into a loud scream, half-pained and half-pleasured, and satoru's head whipped around to look at the source of it. he swallowed thickly when his eyes dropped from suguru's face to his engorged clit, where your thumb was no longer rubbing at but rather, your earlier free hand was now gently tugging at the hood over it.

holy shit, satoru thought, his head spinning. because he just watched you pinch suguru's clit. you pinched suguru's clit. judging from the nonchalance of your gesture and the way suguru didn't try to fight back, instead canting his hips higher, this was something that you did often.

satoru was going to die. holy shit.

"shh, suguru," you reprimanded, silencing suguru's desperate sobs with a gentle pat to his thigh. suguru sniffled, but he stopped letting out those depressing sounds. "it's not you i'm talking to."

suddenly reminded that he owed you the debt of an answer, he blurted out an answer before he could think twice. "he can," satoru replied. "he's an overachiever, the dumbass. he can come another time."

suguru let out a loud sob at his answer, one that sounded a lot like betrayal.

satoru couldn't properly apologise to him, though, because your lips were curling into a sharp grin, looking like a cat who caught the canary, and satoru couldn't help but think that maybe, he was just in as big of a trouble as suguru was. maybe, with his answer, satoru had condemned not just his best friend, but himself as well.

you pulled your hand out of suguru with a lewd squelch, one that made satoru flush all the way to the roots of his hair—and oh god, he hadn't even realised he could burn up even more—and the way that suguru whimpered, both devastated and relieved by the loss, wasn't helping.

you took a step backwards, letting suguru's body drop onto the mattress. you gestured towards the now empty space between suguru's thighs. "on your knees, satoru. hands behind your back."

satoru couldn't do anything but comply. he dropped to his knees, his hands behind his back and his eyes now at level with suguru's fucked out cunt. holy shit. suguru was twitching, his pretty clit engorged and swollen from the earlier abuse and fucking pierced apparently. satoru exhaled sharply at the sight, his breath fanning across suguru's folds, and earning himself a short, aborted whine from suguru. oh my god.

satoru almost flinched when he felt your hand card through his hair, tangling your fingers into the strands as he guided your face closer to suguru's gushing pussy. "go on," you ordered him, your voice gentled by the sound of melodious laughter. "eat him."

thank you for the meal, satoru thought dazedly as his face was guided closer and closer, until he was buried in suguru's cunt and lapping up the taste of his best friend.

the response was immediate—suguru's thighs started quivering on either side of satoru's head, moving to rest on satoru's shoulders and pulling him in as if to suffocate him. satoru didn't mind, taking that as an unspoken order to start eating his best friend out like his life depended on it.

he didn't bother with hesitating or testing the waters. he licked a broad strip up the length of suguru's cunt, dipping in between his folds to gather the slick there at the centre of his tongue. satoru moaned at the taste, and he was immediately greeted by the feeling of suguru's walls squeezing around him as suguru met him with his own weak whimper.

"suguru's already sensitive." that was you again. there was notable amusement in your voice. "want me to help you make him come faster?"

satoru should say no. he wanted to stay buried in suguru's cunt forever, eating his best friend out until he was shaking all over the place. he wanted to make his best friend feel so good that he stopped being satoru's suguru and instead started becoming your suguru with satoru instead.

but he could hear his best friend's pleas even above the sound of his pounding heartbeat, the sound of suguru's suffering, and he couldn't let this keep going for much longer.

he nodded, the bridge of his nose bumping over suguru's clit in the process. suguru's thighs squeezed around him, a whimper escaping, and satoru quickly drew circles on suguru's hips in apology.

you, on the other hand, didn't seem to have the same courtesy as you told him, "suck on his clit, then open your jaw wide."

satoru obeyed even though he didn't really understand why you were telling him to do that, knowing that you likely understood suguru's body more than he did in this matter.

he pursed his lips around suguru's clit, sucking on it firmly, before he let his jaw drop open.

oh.

oh, holy fuck.

because suguru was squirting directly into his mouth, making a mess out of the lower side of his face, and satoru could only kneel there, his mouth wide open as he swallowed all of his best friend's slick juices. his head was light, and he couldn't breathe—both from the suffocation and the fact that geto suguru, his best friend, his one and only, just fucking squirted into his mouth.

when suguru finally let him free, thighs unlocking from around his head and limply falling onto the edge of the bed. satoru leaned back, unable to process what just happened, when he heard you speak again.

"don't forget your manners, suguru."

it was quiet for a moment, then he heard the small, almost shy, voice of his best friend. "thank you, satoru," suguru mumbled.

"you're welcome," satoru replied, his voice sounding fucked over. he couldn't correct himself just yet, though, his head still reeling.

he was still on his knees as he watched you rearrange suguru on the bed, peppering soft kisses onto his face and his collarbone and his chest in stark contrast to the way you had treated him earlier. there was the lull of soft conversation passing between the both of you, one that satoru didn't try being a voyeur of.

he was content with just kneeling there, his head filled with cotton and static. he didn't even bother with touching himself, still too entranced by the feeling of this all happening.

finally, your footsteps drew close to him. he tilted his head as he watched you approach him. you cupped his chin, tilting his head back to meet your gaze.

"messy," you noted, but the corners of your mouth were quirked into a smile. "but suguru's always been messy." satoru didn't have any response to that, so he simply nodded stupidly. somehow, that must be the right answer because you laughed.

you took a step back, taking a seat onto the edge of the bed. satoru's eyes tracked your movement almost curiously. he frowned when you patted your lap, as if you were expecting something from him.

"over my knee," you said. "i think fifteen should do. usually, i'd give more, but i'm assuming you're new to the scene, hm? don't forget to count."

satoru blinked dumbly. he stayed rooted on his knees. "what?" he asked hoarsely.

you raised a brow at him. "oh, satoru," you said, your voice placating. "did you really think that i was going to let you go unpunished just like that? over my knee. fifteen spanks and i want you to count."

when he still did nothing, your gaze darkened and your voice grew firm. "now, satoru."

oh, satoru thought smartly.

swallowing thickly, he moved to comply.

#once again . this ran away from me #idk if this was what you wanted anon but the idea of satoru eating suguru out literally invaded my brain i'm sorry #literally insane holy shitttt #sub jjk #sub geto suguru #sub gojo satoru #dom reader #top reader #geto suguru x reader #gojo satoru x reader #geto suguru x reader x gojo satoru #( asks. )#( thirsts. )

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a-dumb-sarcastic-bisexual · 10 months

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More random Nimona headcanons

Bal is one of those people who isn’t allergic to anything except one random medication that no one uses

Ambrosius calls him a lucky bastard every time it’s brought up because he’s allergic to everything

His allergy list is at least three pages long and he doesn’t remember a single thing on that list

Whenever they go out to eat Bal has to remind him “No you can’t eat that it has olives” “Not that either love it’s got lemon” and so on

Most of his allergic reactions are pretty tame so he’ll eat it anyway

And it gives Bal and Nimona so much fucking anxiety

One time Bal walked in on Nimona chasing Ambrosius around the kitchen yelling “Spit out the carrots Nemesis you don’t even like them that much!!”

Whenever he eats alone he refers to it as a game of Russian roulette

Bal refers to it as the reason he has high blood pressure

Because Bal and Ambrosius grew up in the limelight (for very different reasons) there are a million pictures of them through the years

And they use those videos to bully the hell out of each other

Bal can quote the video from the beginning of the movie not because it was an important moment in his childhood

But because Ambrosius will quote it at the most random times throughout the day

Bal will do something small like kill a bug or chase out an animal that Nimona brought in

And he’ll hear Ambrosius mumble “I’m here to slay monsters and protect our kingdom”

He was a little worried Nimona would react badly to this habit but he started joining in

One time he killed a spider and Ambrosius asks “Are you slaying monsters moonbeam?” Nimona yells from the other room “I’m so proud of him he’s truly protecting our kingdom”

There are a million photos of baby Ambrosius on the internet

And Bal made a PowerPoint presentation ranking their cuteness factor out of 10 (100 was the lowest score he got and it was a picture of him with the ugliest bowl cut you’ve ever seen)

And made Ambrosius sit through it

That was the most loved and mortified he had felt in a long time

Nimona uses low-quality pictures of them as reaction photos

There have been times when Nimona asks “Can we eat out tonight” and Bal tells her no and she sends him this