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corinthianism · 6 months

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corinthianism's fic recs

here are my personal favorite fanfics! idk how often i'll update this, but i hope you like them as much as i do :) *indicates smut

last updated: march 26, 2024

MARVEL

loki laufeyson - from the void, with love — by whirlybirbs (my fav fanfic of all time!!! i think about this fic several times in a day bro) - riptide — by starks-hero - the tailor* (series) — by birdofhermes (ao3) - time after time (series) — by goldencherriess (ao3) - a friend from work — by cozy_the_overlord (ao3)

thor odinson - god of fertility* (request) — by charnelhouse - highway don't care (but i do, i do)* (part one, part two, part three) — by spacelabrathor

peter parker (andrew garfield) - agree to disagree — by delicate-dorothea - nerdy peter (request) - webslingingslasher - good boy x bad girl trope (request) — by webslingingslasher - hold you here, my loveliest friend* — by p3mybeloved - your friendly neighborhood sensitive spider* — by jin0 - glad you're home — by withahappyrefrain - the mechanics of a soul — by irndad - 3 is the magic number* — by withahappyrefrain - crush — by ptersparkers - as it goes — by forever-rogue - here comes the sun (part one, part two, part three) — by withahappyrefrain - stability, reciprocity, and a romance for the ages (series) — by privateanxieties (ao3 - need an account to read)

steven grant (moon knight) - hold me close — by stormkobra-5 - gift of min* — by astroboots - puzzles* — by stormkobra-5 - first time* — by luvpedropascal - domestic adonis* — by peterman-spideyparker - where it starts — by silversweetpea - fallen from heaven, grown on earth* (series) — by davosmymaster (ao3) - call me poe* — by kittyfandom (ao3) - elemental — by batsingotham (ao3) - the boy with the thorn in his side — by eating_flowers (ao3)

marc spector (moon knight) - not him — by loud-mouth-loser - it's worth it, it's divine* — by the-archxr - i'm getting to know someone — by davosmymaster (ao3)

wade wilson (deadpool) - tea and sympathy (series) — by bucketsoffrogs (ao3)

SHERLOCK (BBC)

sherlock holmes - your hidden strength — by okay-j-hannah - sublime dexterity* (part one, part two) — by daydreamtofiction - literally everything by starks-hero

SUPERNATURAL

sam winchester - playing house (part one, part two) — by uncouth-the-fifth - baby i'll stay (heaven can wait) — by uncouth-the-fifth - move over.* — by ggwritesstuff - where's your head at?* — by beau55515 - birthdays: sam winchester style* — by karleekarma (ao3) - the comforts of home — by zepskies - under the hood* — by shawslut

dean winchester - whether you like it or not — by kbeautimous (ao3) - reading you wrong — by zepskies - cherished — by thatonewriter15 (ao3) - soft touch — by wearywinchester - i love her, that's why* — by kaleldobrev - drivin' me crazy* — by lis-likes-fics

castiel - salt n' lick* — by aperfectgrace (ao3) - a bite of apple pie (series) — by ac_deanc (ao3)

THE SANDMAN

the corinthian - bring me a dream* (series, ongoing) — by placeinthemiddleofnowhere - nihil — by lis-likes-fics

dream/morpheus - sweet dreams (are made of this) — by stranger-nightmare

CRIMINAL MINDS

aaron hotchner - from eden — by heliotropehotch - gold star — by honeypiehotchner - love, an abstract concept — by luveline - honeymoon phase* (series) — by hotchsbitch (ao3)

THE BOYS

soldier boy (he's absolutely horrible but so. so. hot.) - break me down* (series) — by zepskies (go read their other stuff too!) - talk to me — by zepskies

homelander (also absolutely horrible. would sleep with him.) - if i can't have you — by watchstarscollide - milky white* — by after-witch

GAME OF THRONES

jaime lannister - i'm not made by design — by ichorai (this legitimately changed my brain chemistry)

STAR WARS

obi-wan kenobi - like turning on the light* — by full-time-make-believer (deactivated acc) (this also changed the trajectory of my life) - where it wasn't* — by 221bshrlocked - your thoughts are loud — by spidersbane - empty me out* — by 221bshrlocked - house of memories* (series) — by meshlasolus - bad idea, right? (series) — by mischiefling (ao3) - you make me feel like dancing — by saradika (ao3) - it's a wonderful lie — by firstofficerwiggles (ao3) - temptation's kiss — by karasong (ao3) - you make my dreams* — by wickedscribbles (ao3) - like a living mirage — by karasong (ao3) - broken drought* — by rosalindbeatrice (ao3) - never grow up — by doihavetoloseyoutoo (ao3) - never ending story — by kybercrystal (ao3) - volveré* — by kxnobi (ao3)

din djarin (the mandalorian) - the savior* (part one, part two, part three) — by dindjiarin - significant — by softlyspector - touching din — by archieimagines - uncharted territory* — by pedrito-friskito - creed* — by wheresarizona - home is wherever i'm with you* (part one, part two, part three) — by saradika

DRACULA (BBC)

count dracula - the székely* (series) — by theplumsoldier

LOTR/THE HOBBIT

thranduil oropherion - a boon* (series) — by inksplots (ao3) - beauty and the beast (series) — by tamurilofrivendell (ao3)

DOCTOR SLEEP

dan torrance - of monsters and men* — by helaintoloki & obitwo - domestic life (headcanons) — by thornsinmycrown - smut alphabet* — by daincrediblegg

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those-late-night-feels · 7 months

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To Kill a God

Summary: The mission – Assassination of Loki Laufeyson.

Warnings: Light control and dominance, loathing, spanking, smut.

A/N: We're just gonna pretend the events takes a different route after the Battle of New York.

Personal A/N: Apologies for how long it's been. Was dealing with some personal things, including a pretty bad injury that I'm now recovering from. I also tend to write really slow. Please enjoy! Comments/feedback & reblogs are always much appreciated! 💚

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Nights like these were the best time to work. Silent, still, dark. A hunter on a mission for the next prey. But this one was new; you'd never hunted a god before. Breaths were drawn slow, methodical, focused. Keep your heart rate down, keep your steps in check.

You had been kept in the shadows of the Avengers, not fitting in with the pretty boy heros, genius doctors, or sexy vixens. You were a wallflower, a nightcrawler.

Sure, Black Widow, she was cute with her fancy moves and killer body. But you? They never even hear you coming.

With grace and stealth, you had slipped into Asgard undetected when the portal opened up to take Thor and Loki home after the Battle of New York. The rush to this new world had been nauseating, but with breaths through your nose to compose yourself, you slipped into the shadows.

The streets of Asgard were crowded and foreign, vendors shouting to grab your attention, new smells, twinkling lights and glimmering colors. A fine silk robe was lifted from a distracted shopkeeper, promising yourself that you'd return it once the mission was complete.

In only a few hours, you had worked your so-called magic to obtain the intel needed and now stood in the main hall of the Asgard royal prison. It had taken a bit of eavesdropping on a table of drunken guards and the power of persuasion with another to allow you entry into the palace's main gates. A small amount of combat and you had forced your way into the prison compound.

Adrenaline pulsed through your veins, knowing you were close. Turning the corner, the prisoners were found fast asleep in their glass panel prison cells. And then, you stopped in your tracks and held your breath. The raven haired terror, that pathetic excuse for a god, slept only a few meters from you. He looked peaceful, almost gentle, but looks were deceiving. You reminded yourself that he was ruthless and cruel, but not for long.

Knowing there were only minutes before a slew of Asgardian guards would come rushing in, you worked diligently to shut down the currents running through the security system. Loki stirred in his bed, but didn't awaken. The dagger was heavy, but it was all that was needed to finish the mission.

Hand firmly on the hilt, you took quiet, determined steps to his bed, taking one last look at the god in front of you, then bared your weight as you went for his heart. But there was no impact as his body faded away to nothing.

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How peculiar it was, these small other worldly creatures who thought they could defeat a god. In the shadows, he tsked at the young thing in front of him. So impatient, so immature. Who did they think he was? He emerged slowly, a sinister smile dancing on his face. You turned abruptly, eyes going wide knowing your advantage was lost…or had never been there to begin with.

"Did you really think you could slay me?" He chuckled to himself, very amused by this predicament. "I assure you, girl, it will take more than a knife and leather leggings to take down the god of mischief."

With a futile attempt, you lunged at him. He grabbed you like a rag doll, twisting your arm in an awkward angle until the metal clanged on the floor. A whimper escaped and he let go before it dislocated, only to wrap his hands around your throat and bring you to eye level with him. He watched in satisfaction as you struggled, choking and clawing at his hands.

"Don't worry pet," he leaned in closely to whisper in your ear. "I won't kill you, not yet. There'd be no fun in that."

He drew a finger down the side of your face, relishing in the thoughts of all the things he could do to his new captive, when a booming voice echoed through the prison corridor. "LOKI?!"

He sighed to himself in annoyance, always the killjoy to his fun. "Here, brother."

Thor stood in front of the prison cell, taking in the scene before him: Loki standing calm and poised, a small girl held at arm's length from the neck, face turning red, toes dragging on the ground. "What's going on here?"

"Well, dear brother, it appears our security is not what it once was. I caught this one lurking around." Your eyes darted to his. Why did he withhold the truth?

Thor squinted, cocking his head to the side to get a better look at you. And then, your name left his lips like an incredulous question.

Loki's face went from a look of surprise at his brother's recognition of you to amusement at what this meant. "You're Midgardian," he mused.

"Loki, release her," Thor demanded, hearing you struggle in his grip.

"I'll tell you what. Allow me to go back to my chambers freely, and this little minx will be handed over to your care."

"Loki…" Thor gave a gutteral warning. He was treading on thin ice, but they both knew who had the upper hand.

"It's a fair trade. It's clear she is important to you." Loki's eyes locked on yours. "Release me…or I crush her windpipe."

You flailed uselessly in a panic, his grip growing tighter, causing your eyes to water, face slowly turning to shades of purple.

"Fine, Loki! Go back to your chambers."

A look of satisfaction as he dropped you to the floor. You collapsed and breathed in deeply, rubbing the sensitive skin around your neck. Thor called the guards: two to escort you back to his personal chambers and another two to allow Loki free access to his wing.

Loki stepped over you as he left, clearly pleased with how his evening was ending. This wasn't over, but it was for now.

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Thor had given you free reign of his chambers for the time being, instructing a few maidens to assist with your care, tending to any wounds, assisting with bathing and dress, although you insisted on doing the majority yourself. He found you the next morning after some rest, fully pampered and lounging on a chaise, feet and shoulders massaged by maidens.

"I could get used to the life of a prince," you teased when he came into the chambers. He ignored your jest and sat down looking troubled.

"Leave us," he ordered the maidens, watching until they filed out of the room. When the door shut, he turned to face you. "I have spent the last few hours trying to comprehend why you would come to Asgard without my knowing, and have yet to come up with a reason that doesn't involve violence." Your arms folded as he looked for any admission of guilt.

"It's classified, Thor." Your voice stayed steady and strong, and his jaw tightened. He grabbed a goblet from a nearby table and threw it against the wall, making it shatter, but you didn't flinch.

"I will remind you," he said slowly, "that right now you are on my planet, and not under Tony's protection."

You blinked at the mention of your employer and ally's name.

"You know I won't break, Thor. If I were a threat, wouldn't Loki have requested to have me locked up in one of your prison cells?" Thor considered your words. "In any case, I will leave you in peace and return to Midgard. I'm sure you have enough to deal with right now."

"No…. I think you'll stay as our guest for a while. We have some chambers available on the east wing." Your stomach twisted at what his words really meant. A guest, disguised as a prisoner. Thor stared you down.

"And, if I refuse?"

Now Thor crossed his arms, leaning back on the chaise. "You've seen our prison cells. They can be quite accommodating as well."

You smiled at his offer. "The east wing will be fine."

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The maidens took lead to the east wing; you attempted to map the halls to memory, but after the twelfth turn, considered it was futile. You'd be lucky to find your way to freedom, let alone finding your primary target.

A brunette opened the door to the chambers, a hand held out to guide you in. "If you need anything, we will be right outside to assist."

Great, I have watchdogs.

The rest of the afternoon was spent in the adjoining apartments, studying from the open window the trimmed gardens, the various exits, the guards that roamed the outer courts and how often they changed. When your stomach started to rumble with hunger, like clockwork there was a light knock on the door, followed by a maiden poking her head in.

"Excuse me, my lady. Your presence is requested in the dining hall."

As you followed the silent maidens, you tried speaking as casually as possible. "Is Loki's chambers in the east wing?"

"No, my lady."

You frowned. "I would assume he has a full wing to himself?"

"If the prince wishes for you to know where his chambers are, he will show you the way."

The other maiden giggled quietly, then pulled herself together quickly before being seen. No doubt they assumed you were looking to bed the prince, not that you would correct them if it took focus off the real reason to be here.

The dining hall was as elaborate as it was giant; high backed velvet chairs, a table that went on forever it seemed, vaulted ceilings adored with golden arches and cherubs, servants stationed every few meters. It was hard not to feel completely out of place, but Thor made you feel welcomed enough, having plate after plate of the most decadent food placed in front of you. You had to hand it to Thor, he had learned to become more sly, perhaps by watching how others on the team worked. He made small talk about Midgard and the team, but would casually add a question here and there about why you were in Asgard.

You were tight lipped; it would take more than being wined and dined to make something slip. Mid-conversation, the door creaked and the guards and servants straightened up. Footsteps clicked on the marble floor around the corner out of view, but you already knew who was approaching.

When he appeared, his eyes darted from Thor to you but his face was like a stone, unreadable. He tilted his head to consider you, no doubt admiring the marks he'd left on your neck the night before. "Have we lowered ourselves to now dine with common criminals?"

He watched as your jaw set and heard Thor's booming laugh. "Loki, I'd like you to formally meet my friend–"

At the mention of your name, he scoffed. "We met. Might I advise that you be more particular in who you acquaint yourself with, brother."

"Like you?" Arms crossed, you leaned in the chair in defense. He was as annoying as he was cocky.

He watched the pulsing of the vein in your neck, the slight reddening of your face; he was getting under your skin. Good.

"My dear, I have more greatness in the tip of my finger than you in your entire being."

You scoffed. "Greatness, huh? Seems like that greatness delusion is what brought you back up here in chains."

"And yet," he said, holding out his arms, "no chains. Although, I guess I have you to thank for that."

Internally, you were screaming. Fantasies of diving across the table to gouge out his eyes and claw his face played in your mind. He was insufferable. Agitating. Annoying.

You needed to finish this mission and escape Asgard. The sooner this world was rid of Loki Laueyson, the better.

You stood, your plate of food unfinished, turning to Thor with a plastered smile. "Thank you for the lovely meal, Thor. Please, excuse me."

You wouldn't dare look at Loki, but you could feel his eyes on you, causing the hairs to raise on the back of your neck.

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The halls had been quiet for hours and the only light in your room came from the glow of the moon and candlelight. You'd waited until it was almost inevitable that the maidens would have fallen asleep at their posting. Slipping by them was easy.

The occasional guard roamed the halls, but as you expected, was not as sharp. You slipped by two undetected, a third was put into a sleep hold and dragged into the shadows before anyone could be alerted.

The North Wing was far more rich in decor and aesthetics, with golden pillars and chandeliers. Loki's chambers were here, you were sure of it.

A sparkle of green in the shadows caught your eye. Was it a trick? Maybe, but he wouldn't take you by surprise this time.

The door was heavy and your steps were light as you entered the room. It was dark and smelled of cedar and leather. He was nowhere in sight, but you still kept to the walls.

A faint flicker of light in the next room caught your attention, a crackling fireplace, and there he appeared, reading in an oversized plush chair.

"You know, you're not as subtle as you think." He flipped the page, not even giving you the courtesy of looking up. "Thor had mentioned you were stealthy like a cat or something, but my oaf of a brother has about as much stealth as you do."

Your cheeks reddened in spite of yourself. He was absolutely infuriating. "Why did you lie?"

He finally looked up from his book, sliding a bookmark into the crease, a smirk playing on his lips. "You do realize that I'm the god of lies, don't you?"

"You could have told Thor why I was there, what I tried to do, and have me locked up. Why didn't you tell him?"

He made you feel so small when he stood, setting the book on a nearby coffee table. "Now where would the fun in that be?"

Taken aback, you blinked in response. "This…. This isn't a game."

He tsked and long daggers were revealed in his hands. "Darling, it's the best game there is."

He came forward at a fast pace. Your own weapons were drawn from your belt, ready to attack. Metal clashed in the middle of his study. He was impressed by your speed and agility, but he caused the first cut, a minor wound on your bicep. You responded by kicking him off his feet to pin him to the ground for only a moment before he flipped you over your head, losing one of your daggers in the process. With your hand free and he distracted, your fist made contact with his face.

A slur of curses were emitted. "You'll pay for that."

"We'll see." You smiled cockily, coming at him, but he was ready and provoked. One minute you had attacked him, a swipe of your blade and another punch blocked. The next minute, you were bent over and pinned to his desk. One of his hands had grasped your wrist, still gripping the dagger, the other hand on the back of your head. His body pressed into yours as you writhed and struggled, bucking your hips, kicking your leg out, but he was much too heavy.

"Let me know when you're ready to yield." He was very amused.

"Fuck you."

He laughed in a huff. The grip on your wrist went tighter. "Drop it," he demanded.

Any attempt at freeing yourself was proved useless. The dagger clattered on the desk and he tossed it aside, his own going back into his invisible pocket.

"Good girl. Now tell me you yield."

Silence. You'd rather die than give him the satisfaction.

"Suit yourself," he said. "It seems to me like you Midgardians need to be taught some manners." And slowly, his hand was brought to your back, running down the length of your spine. Teeth clenched, eyes squeezed shut, you tried to remove yourself from the moment, knowing more than likely what was coming from the dominant, power-hungry male. But then, smack!

Your eyes shot open, the sting of your ass cheek startling you. Another hard spank, the sting almost making you yelp as your body went forward.

"Now," he said calmly, evenly in your ear as you looked straight ahead. "You have two options." Smack! "One, you stop being stubborn and admit your defeat." Smack! "Or two, you stay on this desk until I decide you've learned that lesson." Smack!

Your legs trembled as you held onto the edge of the desk. You hated him, hated this… and yet, a warm ache started to slowly whisper within. No, you couldn't… With every ounce of strength, you tried to block it out. "What… what are you gonna do to me?"

He chuckled and you couldn't quite tell if it was out of amusement or something darker. "Not to worry, my pet. I only bed willing participants."

His hand rested on the small of your back and he leaned forward. "Now, tell me. Have you learned your lesson?"

He caught your eye and you struggled to answer. How did you reply without letting him win? Maybe, if you said yes, he would lower his defenses and then you'd— Another spank caught you by surprise and a yelp escaped in spite of yourself. "I asked you a question and do not enjoy repeating myself."

You took a shaky breath, he had you so off guard and you hated how it was making you feel.

Looking up, you gave him the best innocent look you could muster and nodded slowly. He reached for the back of your head, gripping your hair to tilt your head up towards him with a jerk. "Have you?"

"Yes," you choked out. You hated him! You hated him! You hated him!

He considered you, bent over his desk, head bent back violently so, breathing heavily and shaking, and then, he just let you go. You stood after a beat, confused and feeling embarrassed.

"Leave," he demanded, walking out of the study to another room. Red-faced, your stomach churned. Did he seriously just…

"Hey!" you shouted, following his path to the other room, but when you got there, he was gone. Searching room by room, your anger built as you found each one empty.

A rage burned through your veins as you stormed down the hall toward Thor's chambers. You were done with this mission, with these stupid mind games, with the princes of Asgard. You wanted to go home and call the mission what it was–a failure.

Done with courtesy and manners, you barged into his chambers without warning. "Thor, I need to talk to you–"

The words caught in your throat as you stopped in your tracks, finding Loki already there. Thor said your name like a pleasant surprise. "You look an absolute wreck! Are you alright?"

"Wha–" the words caught in your throat as you looked down at your shifted top, feeling your face redden, hair a mess.

"Well, no matter," Thor continued. "Your ears must be ringing, we were just discussing your return to Midgard."

"You… you were?"

Loki's lack of eye contact was not lost on you.

"Indeed," Thor continued. "My brother believes that we have no use of you here and should send you back immediately. His words, not mine." Thor laughed, caused by your startled expression and Loki's uncharacteristic silence. "But, as neither of you are willing to speak freely on what matters are going on, I reject this request."

Both you and Loki raised your voices, you taking a step forward. How long did he plan to keep you here against your will?

Thor raised his hand. "You both think me a fool, but until I know why you are here, I will not change my mind. Classified or not."

Your jaw clenched, fists tightened, and you stormed out of his chambers, slamming the door behind you.

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Loki winced as the door slammed. "I don't believe she was happy with your decision."

"No, I think not. Anything you care to tell me?"

Loki shook his head. "There is nothing to tell. She's a nuisance and Asgard should be rid of her."

Thor placed his hand on his brother's shoulder. "Loki, you may be the god of lies, but even I can see through this one."

Loki left the chambers deep in thought. He absolutely despised Midgardians–mortals who risked their lives every day, absolute fools they were. Pompous, annoying little gremlins.

And yet, he had enjoyed the little game he was playing with you. You were a challenge for him and getting under your skin was pure pleasure. But, there was something in the look you gave him as he held your head up that he knew. It made him realize he was playing with fire, and this game was getting too dangerous. He needed to rid himself of you.

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Almost a week had passed and he hadn't reappeared. You'd toured the gardens, the library, the royal throne room, dined in their mess hall and terrace multiple times; it was clear by day three that he was actively avoiding you, and somehow that was even more irksome. It should have been a relief to be rid of his annoying presence, but you were equally on edge. What if he caught you off guard? The possibilities of what would happen were endless with that twisted mind of his. Torture you? Strangle you at night? The nights were restless, with every creak and whistle of wind making you jump.

By day five, enough was enough. If Thor wouldn't budge in sending you home and Loki wouldn't show himself, you would take matters into your own hands.

The nightly strolls through the halls were becoming commonplace, and it wasn't long before the familiar chamber doors stood before you again. The rooms were illuminated by moonlight. He was deep asleep in his bed, bare-chested with only a sheet to cover him at the hips. Your dagger was unsheathed and slowly you pressed it to his neck. His eyes opened and he took a sharp breath inward.

"Don't move," you whispered.

"Alright." His voice was steady.

"You're going to help me leave this planet."

His eyebrows raised in surprise. "Am I?"

"Yes."

"And…what if I refuse?"

You pressed the dagger harder to his neck. He could see the desperation on your face. "I don't think you are in a position to refuse."

He smirked at you, like he understood a joke you weren't in on. "Didn't you come to Asgard to kill me?"

He was absolutely the most abhorrent person you'd ever met. Why would he bring this up? Should you kill him? He was right there, the knife pressed to his neck. One swipe and…

He grabbed onto your arms, taking you out of your thoughts and pulling you closer to him. "Do it."

You blinked and froze. Something in your stomach twisted. "I… I can't. Why can't I kill you?"

In a quick motion, he rolled you onto your back, his weight heavy. Your hand shook and he leaned in, pressing down on the dagger, further and further, until his lips met yours. Your breath was lost and the dagger slipped between the two of you to clatter onto the floor. He gripped onto your clothes, pulling and tearing and breaking.

He wasn't gentle, wasn't kind. There was no room for romance or making love. It was carnal, rough. A desire that neither wanted to admit to themselves.

Pain in the most pleasurable form, as his lips pressed hard onto yours. As clothing was torn in desperation. As your undergarments were stretched and discarded until you were just as naked as he. His eyes and mouth and fingers explored the areas only meant for a lover.

His long digits played with your silky folds before delving into the warm wet center, causing you to shiver in delight. You reached down between your bodies to grasp on an already stiff cock, making it throb, a moan emitting from him like an ache that hadn't been relieved in years, before he took your hand from beneath him and placed it above your head. In a swiftness, he sheathed himself inside you, causing your eyes to grow large, your head to come forward, your teeth to sink into his skin. He shifted, looking down at you, the minx who had wanted him dead, and thought how beautiful and fragile you were. He could have snapped you in two like a twig if he had wished it. Instead, he'd punish you until you came, over and over again; tattooing his existence on your soul for the rest of your eternity.

The angle of his cock rubbed in a way you'd never felt before by any Midgardian man, and soon your body was convulsing below him. He let you ride out your high before flipping you onto your stomach and penetrating from behind. A shaky high-pitched moan emitted from you, making him smile in satisfaction. He wrapped his hands around your throat, bringing your head up higher to whisper with a smile, "I think you've admitted your defeat."

"You never shut up, do you?"

"Never."

With a smack of your bottom, he thrust into you until he was spent and you were ruined. The silky sheets of his bed melted into your skin as you lay quiet in thought after. You didn't fail missions. You also didn't fuck them. Contemplating what you'd write on your report, Loki emerged from the other room, dressed and ready to take you back to Midgard. He handed you the clothes you first arrived on this planet in.

As you dressed, preparing for your arrival back home, you studied him. He was, without a doubt, the most abhorrent, irritating person you'd ever met. And yet, something drew you to him that you didn't understand.

"Alright," he said when he saw you were dressed. "Let's get you back to where you belong." You nodded, wondering if you'd ever see him again, hoping you wouldn't…but not for the reason you'd expect.

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He’s Hazardous To My Health [1,2,3,4,5,6,7] @^

You look cold.” + Can we just cuddle all day? @^

Breakable @/syntheticavenger

Midnight City - Mirror ^syntheticavenger

A Hopeful Tale @justagirlinafandomworld

Dirty Little Secret @vellicore

Promises @preciousbarnes

Dangerous @onceuponastory

Tension @sebstanwhore

Bucky Barnes and the Summer Soldier @ramp-it-up

Desperate @buckets-and-trees

Sunset [1] @/targaryenvampireslayer

Wrong Number @^targaryenvampireslayer

On My Mind @^

Waiting a Little Longer @navybrat817

When We First Met @^

Stalked ^

A New Beginning ^

Where We Left Off @^

Easy Target @jobean12-blog

Dark Desires @/jobean12-blog

Hide & Seek @angrythingstarlight

Hide & Seek Drabble @/angrythingstarlight

Bucky’s Goats @/angrythingstarlight

Need To Know @/angrythingstarlight

Enchanted @/angrythingstarlight

Mafia!Bucky (Bumblebee) [1,2,3,] @/angrythingstarlight

Steve Rogers

Brave [1 , 2] @boxofbonesfic

Escape @golden-ariess

My Girl @jadedvibes

Painting Every Color For You @galatially

The Sweetest Thing @/wint3r-h3art

At Your Service [2] @/writing-for-marvel

Stucky

In Our Element @lunarbuck

Under Covers @sagechanoafterdark

Sam Wilson

Touch Me @galatially

Love Like A Wound [2] @targaryenvampireslayer

Dancing's When I Think Of You ^targaryenvampireslayer

Contentment @fluffyprettykitty

Doctor Strange

More Than You Bargain For @/wint3r-h3art

Miguel O'Hara

Apotheosis @wint3r-h3art

Thor

Changed Places @geminixevans-stan

Due Diligence @/boxofbonesfic

The Land of Milk and Honey @^

Loki

Mad at Me @/wint3r-h3art

Ransom Drysdale

Graining @slyyywriting

Ari Levinson

Biker!Ari drabble [1 2] @/angrythingstarlight

Lloyd Hansen

Sub!Lloyd drabble @littlelioncub43

Andy Barber

Ticking Clock [1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7,8, 9,10,11,12,13, ] @syntheticavenger

If I Can’t Have Everything, Then Let Me Just Have You /writing-for-marvel

Never Tear Us Apart ^

You know I don’t like to be teased ^

Good Stuff @avintagekiss24

Supernova /syntheticavenger

Joel Miller

Kinktober Day 22: Thigh Riding @flightlessangelwings

His to Protect ^/jobean12-blog

Tommy Miller

Of the Same Feather @shadeysprings

Din Djarin

Mando M.C. @flightlessangelwings

Aemond Targaryen

The Handmaid’s Dilemma @all-that-glitters-is-goldfish

Santiago Garcia

Truth or Dare @holacia3

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Mothers Know Best

Popping in for a fluffy fic 💕 Hope you enjoy

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Loki was so proud to show you around Asgard. It's been a few years being away, staying in Midgard that coming back here feels nostalgic to him. He was beaming the whole time he described the architecture of the place, plant and animal life that were non-existent in Midgard and the exquisite view of nature, visible miles away from where you were standing.

You were invited by Loki to visit here after Frigga's incessant requests through Thor. You were the only Midgardian that Loki seems to be interested in and Frigga thinks he fancies you more than just a friend. Of course, you were in denial.

He is a handsome god, a smart and powerful one too - it would be far-fetched to think he'd fall in love with some mere mortal whose only redeeming asset is being able to break down Loki's tough exterior and be able to talk to him heart to heart.

Of course, in Loki's perspective, you were more than that. You were his light when he lost all hope, you found him worthy of friendship, love and company when the whole world spurned him. He does hope you find it in your heart to see that.

You were with Loki as you walk side by side to his mother's garden for an afternoon tea with some young ladies in the kingdom as you wait for the queen to join you. Unlike billowing dresses similar to what those girls were wearing, you pleaded to wear something more comfortable, more you.

You ended up wearing Loki's clothes when he was a bit younger - green and gold and black colors adorning you, tunic and pants and high boots. You tied your hair to a high ponytail and fixed your horn-rimmed glasses as you walked.

You don't want to look underdressed in the presence of Frigga but can't find it in your heart to be pretentious in front of her, not like you were wanting any favor from here anyway. She did want you to feel comfortable when she invited you.

As you close in, the girls started to gaggle and hound around Loki. One even pushed you away so they could get closer to the god. You scoffed and rolled your eyes, but that didn't want you to confront any of them. Maybe Loki fancies one of them and you just don't want to get in the way so you take it to yourself to step back.

You noticed Loki though starting to feel uncomfortable with the unwanted attention and the constant touches. It was a bit unusual given Loki's flirtatious nature but you knew you had to do something. Maybe it was concern, or maybe it was the pang of jealousy growing in you.

You tried to call the ladies' attention but they ignored you despite your protests to give Loki some space. You've had enough of the scene unfolding in front of you.

You yanked back the hair of the lady in front of Loki, making her slump into the soft grass underneath with a soft thud which surprised Loki. You stretched one arm towards Loki's nape, securing your hold with your hand and pulled Loki to lean on you. You stared at him for a split second before pulling him in for a deep and passionate kiss which made the ladies gasped and stepped back around him.

With one arm he held your lower back as he pulled you back closer to him. He pulled back his lips to stare into you and gasp for some air before he locked his lips against yours again, tongues intertwining. With his free hand, he caressed your cheeks. Your heart was pounding like crazy, so does Loki.

You broke your kiss when he heard a familiar voice. "Should we postpone our afternoon tea? It seems like I'm interrupting you two lovebirds" Frigga grinned as she walked towards you, ladies-in-waiting promptly following behind.

Your ears and face went beet-red with embarrassment. It was your first meeting and you were sure you just made a total fool of yourself. Frigga invited you here for a reason, not to find you snogging with his son in the open.

"I'm sorry, your majesty. It was inappropriate for you to find us like that, it was my fault." You curtly bowed down from where you were standing.

"Mother..." Loki gave a quick bow, feeling surprised about what happened but he internally admits that he liked what you just did. Claiming you in front of those pesky ladies. Maybe there was a chance that you liked him despite your previous interactions - avoiding those topics and such.

"Nonsense dear, please raise your head. I am Frigga, Loki's mother and I am glad that you're finally here with us," she beamed, walking closer to you.

You raised your head to see the beautiful woman in front of you took you into a warm hug. You hugged her back, she smelled like fresh flowers in spring, and you wanted to bury yourself in her embrace but she lets you go so she could speak with you more.

"I'm y/n... Your majesty" you mumbled, giving her a quick bow.

"please, enough with the formalities. Call me mother from now on," she spoke excitedly.

"yes yo.. mother.." you looked confused and you looked at Loki.. also looking equally confused.

"well, Thor has been talking about you a lot when he comes to visit. I'm so excited to meet the beautiful woman that Loki has been madly in love with. Thor told me you just needed a teeny tiny nudge. I invited you here to maybe help you realize and I guess my plan worked."

You were embarrassed that you played right into Frigga's plans but Loki assured you he was with you when he held your hand tightly.

"I am perfectly capable of confessing my love for y/n mother, I guess my big oaf of a brother tattled way too much this time." Loki firmly responded.

She gently tapped Loki's cheek, "I'm sure you are my son, I'm sorry that I just couldn't help it. It's great meeting you, y/n. I wish you could visit here and bring Loki more often. You both look perfect together," she smiled shifting her gaze to you.

"It's my greatest pleasure meeting you too... Mother" you meekly responded, still blushing.

"I guess I'll leave you two here for now. I'll see you both during dinner" she smiled as she took everyone with her back to the palace.

When everyone cleared out, Loki took the time to face you, holding both of your hands together. "I'm sorry that happened y/n, this was not my intention in bringing you here. But I stand by my word from earlier, I have been in love with you for some time now, and I want to know if you feel the same for me too"

"yes, Loki..." you hesitated for a bit "I've liked you too but I wasn't too sure if you'd like me back given my... mediocrity. You are constantly surrounded by beautiful people and I already feel lucky just being your friend"

"but darling, you are everything but mediocre. You've shown me that someone as unlovable, as irredeemable as me is worthy of love. You are the best thing that's ever happened to me,"

Before you could answer, Loki took you in another soft and sincere kiss - witnessed by the dusking sky of Asgard. A testament of his devotion to you, and you to him.

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kierancaz · 3 months

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So desperate to feel something I’ve stooped so low as to putting on a mcu movie

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teenageheartthrob · 2 years

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I'm in Deep with This Girl (Bruce Banner x Reader)

Category: Fluff, tiny bit of angst

Ship: Bruce Banner x Reader

Trigger Warnings: Mention of attempted suicide (Bruce)

Summary: Bruce recalls how you met and got to where you are today.

Word Count: 2.5k

A/N: My baby boy Bruce does not get enough love and it makes me sad, he's one of my favourites in the MCU :( So I wrote something for him

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Bruce Banner had only three or four defining moments in his life that made him feel like he wasn’t himself, wasn’t a coward. That’s how he used to define himself- cowardly. A man much more likely to choose flight than fight. In his very scientific opinion, he would’ve been a much better person if he had of been born as someone other than himself.

As such, there has been many times when the doctor felt he wasn’t in control of his own life, not least because he had two consciousnesses occupying his mind, body and soul.

In Bruce’s mind, any time he wasn’t acting like himself, it was a good thing, except, of course, for the times Hulk felt mass destruction was in order. For the first few decades of his life, he was fully supportive of this philosophy. Little did he know, all it would take to begin to crumble this fragile mentality was a few short weeks with an unlikely source of happiness for the man.

...

The day Bruce finally decided to stick that damn gun down his throat rather than just staring at it, he was comforted by the thought that he would be doing…it, his way- not through Hulk’s recklessness or someone else’s means. Of course when Hulk spit Banner’s bullet straight back out, Bruce resigned himself to living a sub-standard life. One devoid of any real joy or passion, save for his work.

He knew the day Hulk first appeared in his life, he would never find love again. Not that he had really found requited love before. In high school, being the nerdy kid got him into more trouble than it was worth. Of course now he is successful and his bullies are struggling with their 9-5, minimum wage lives.

Bruce found himself laughing quietly over this thought as he, Thor and Scott walked down the streets surrounding Stark Tower. Scott, as per usual, was hungry and for the past week, had been trying desperately to convince anyone that would listen, to try a new Japanese restaurant that opened up nearby with him. The Asgardian god was intrigued by the promise of raw fish and a drink that Scott had assured him rivalled the quality of Asgardian mead.

Thor would later find out Scott Lang was simply a light-weight due to his constantly changing metabolism. This was a heartbreak the God of Thunder would not soon recover from.

It was a brisk morning in New York City when Bruce had overheard this conversation and decided he could use some air.

This was how he found himself walking the same route he did most days. Despite living in a tower with unlimited technology, one of the simple pleasures in Bruce’s day was a short walk to get coffee from his favourite hole-in-the-wall cafe. It made him feel normal, like he wasn’t sticking out like a big green thumb.

In order to reach the quaint location, Bruce had to pass by an establishment by the name of Murphy’s. Despite the implication, it was not an Irish pub. This usually made Bruce chuckle and as such, it stuck out in his brilliant mind, however this was not the only reason for its notability. Murphy’s was also where Bruce found his other simple pleasure in his otherwise stressful and frankly one-dimensional life.

You.

Each day he passed, Bruce snuck a look into the cafe to see if the girl who had caught his eye all those months ago was there. The first time he saw you, you were serving drinks to an older couple. You had obviously been working a few hours already. Your hair had fallen slightly out of place, meaning you were constantly brushing it out of your eyes, and your apron was covered in what he could only assume was powered sugar from the cakes in the cabinet of the shop.

Bruce looked up by chance. He noticed how tired you appeared, yet you still took the time to connect with your customers, smiling and laughing. Listening to them. Perhaps this was drew Bruce to you, your ability to listen instead of dominating the conservation, something he was not typically used to having himself.

Bruce watched you smile again at the couple as he walked on. He knew he was doomed from the minute the voice of the green giant himself uttered “pretty lady.”

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Since then, his habit had become routine, and despite passing by a little later than usual, the doctor hoped you were still there.

Scott and Thor continued their quite frankly, childish, discussion about whether or not Thor could have taken down a T-Rex when Bruce’s eyes wandered to the cafe.

His heart dropped a little as his quick glance for you was unyielding.

“Banner, the insect does not believe I fought Hulk. Tell him about the Grand…Banner?” Thor spoke, trailing off when Bruce didn’t respond.

Shit. He’d been caught.

Thor stopped walking and followed Bruce’s gaze. Just his luck, you emerged from the kitchen as the Norse god realised what was happening.

A smile spread across the blond’s face. “She is a fine maiden, Banner.”

In response to Thor’s comment, a blush appeared on the shorter’s face. This was for two reasons. Firstly, because it was true. You were gorgeous and Bruce suddenly realised how stupid he was to think that you wouldn’t have someone at home waiting for you. Secondly, he realised how idiotic he’d been to even think that he had a chance with you.

Scott, who had finally realised he was walking alone, had quickly retreated back to the group and assessed the situation.

“Bruce, go talk to her. What’s the worst that can happen?” Lang suggested sincerely.

“I don’t know, you guys. I’m not that type of person.”

“Banner,” Thor said softly to his friend, “no reward ever comes from chances not taken.”

“What he said,” Scott concurred, “Go get her, buddy. We’ll see you at the tower later!”

The superhero quickly grabbed Thor’s arm and dragged him away, leaving Bruce outside the cafe wondering what to do.

In the end, Bruce decided he didn’t feel like being himself today.

It was a blur as he walked into Murphy’s. The sweet smell of caramel and coffee enveloped him, thankfully even in his panic-driven state, Bruce decided a table by the back wall was a safe choice.

At least that way he could see the whole room. It seemed some habits couldn’t be broken and he realised, that was in fact, the very thing that had gotten him where he was now.

He eyed off the other patrons as you came over to greet your new customer.

“Hi, welcome to Murphy’s. What can I get you?” Bruce realised he had to speak but the words were caught in his throat, you were even more beautiful up close. “Sir, are you okay?”

“Oh, yeah. I’m fine, I’m so sorry about that.” Bruce willed himself to take deep breaths. “I was actually wondering when your shift finishes. I was hoping that you’d maybe like to sit together and um, have a coffee possibly? Or not, considering it’s your whole job. Never mind, forget I asked.”

“I’d love to,” you interrupted Bruce’s rambling. He didn’t think it was possible but your smile grew even wider and he quickly discovered it was infectious.

“Wow, um, great! Sorry I’m just surprised.”

“I finish in 10 minutes. Can I get you something in the meantime?” You had asked him, heart fluttering.

“Oh, um, no thank you. But what’s your name if you don’t mind me asking?”

“Of course not. It’s Y/N L/N.”

‘Y/N,’ Bruce repeated in his mind, ‘beautiful.’

…

Bruce emerged from the memory as you changed your position in his lap. He had been reading to you, and knowing you would fall asleep, he had the pair of you wrapped in the warmest blankets he could find.

He started down at the unbelievable woman in his arms and placing a loving kiss to your hairline, reminisced about how he got so lucky.

…

From day one, you’d always managed to surprise him, the man of science who thought he knew his fair share about the world. And maybe that was why you worked so well together. You provided Bruce with the flare he felt his life was lacking. You were the spark he needed to re-ignite his passion for life.

Quickly after you’d agreed to have coffee with the doctor, Bruce realised he was about to have his first date with you, and as he’d already been proven to do, he rambled nervously. He was pleasantly taken-aback as later on, you recounted information he’d told you, back to him. Not only did you listen to him but you asked questions. You were genuinely interested in him and to take it one step further, you did something not many people dared to do with him, you sassed him.

“Save your breath, Banner,” you’d told him, “you’ve got me.”

In that moment, he thought maybe, just maybe, it wasn’t so bad to be Bruce Banner after all. But oh boy, there was two moments in the doctor’s life with you that surpassed those easily, making him feel like being Bruce Banner was the best thing he could ever be.

…

“I’m sorry, I’m probably not the guy you were expecting. It’s just that my friends told me to come and talk to you and well, here I am.”

“Bruce,” you started, “is it okay if I call you that?”

He nodded.

You knew who we was, of course you did, and you wanted to respect the title he’d worked so hard to get. Scribbling on a nearby napkin, you continued talking, happy with his consent.

“I’m really happy your friends told you to come in. Truth is, I’ve noticed you too, but I can’t exactly chase a man down the street in the middle of my shift,” you chuckled, sliding him the napkin. “I’m really sorry, I have to go. I’m not ghosting you I swear, this was really great. I just have a thing.”

Bruce took the napkin, feeling his heart sink a little. He never wanted the moment to end. “I understand.”

“I’m sorry, but there’s my number. Call me yeah? I know where you get your coffee if you don’t.”

Bruce, who was still in shock that you even wanted to see him again, simply smiled as you walked out of the cafe, offering him a final wave.

It’s usually a sign that it has been a good day for Bruce when he returns to the tower and Tony Stark asks him if he’s okay because he’s ‘smiling like a mad man.’

For a week Tony asked him that question, and from that day onwards, Tony knew the key to Banner’s good mood had something to do with you.

…

The second moment, Bruce remembered, was in his opinion, the best of his life so far. It was the night you told him about your feelings for him.

As he himself was falling asleep on the couch, book abandoned, he recalled how utterly stunning you were the night of Tony’s last fundraiser ball.

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You had thought long and hard about your dress choice. You wanted to impress Bruce as this was the first time he would be seeing you in anything like this outfit. Not to mention that you’d also planned on taking things to the next level with him.

This was your seventh date and when he’d asked you to be his during date number three, you were over the moon. A month later and you were ready to say it, the thing you’d felt since your first date with the gorgeous doctor. The ‘L’ word.

Bruce, naturally, was oblivious to your feelings and was still reeling that you’d even said yes in the first place. But the moment he saw you in that stunning split-leg red dress, he felt his heart swell with pride. All these people in the room with their eyes on you and you were his. You chose him.

You quickly made your way over to your boyfriend, hiding in his arms and muttering that everyone was watching you.

He’d simply said ‘of course they are, look at you’ and kissed you so sweetly you thought you might swoon. You were sure your cheeks matched the colour of your dress.

You mingled with everyone for a while, talking with Dr. Cho about new medical technological advances, and Steve Rogers about the ‘good old days.’ Everyone was polite and accommodating, you realised you felt more at ease than you thought you would.

Across the room, Thor patted Banner’s back, smiling like a proud big brother, and secretly congratulating himself for being responsible for the connection between you two.

You managed to catch Bruce’s eye soon after and motioned to the bar, moving over after saying your goodbyes to Steve.

“Having a good time?” Your boyfriend asked you. He knew you sometimes struggled with new people and crowds.

“Yeah, I am,” you replied, holding his hand from the adjacent seat.

“I’m glad honey. Now let’s get you a drink and pretend I’m the man of your dreams,” Bruce chuckled nervously, it was a joke from a dinner you’d had a few weeks back.

As he flagged down the bartender, you realised this was your chance.

“I think you just might be, Doctor Banner.”

“Wait, what? Really?!” he questioned, trying to recover from choking on his own spit.

“Yes, Bruce,” you laughed softly. You placed a hand on his cheek and moved so your knees were touching, “In fact, I think I love you…”

You searched the brunet’s face for any signs of a reaction as he stared at you, mouth agape. Before you could apologise or ask if he was okay, you felt your lips being pulled against his.

You had never felt so much passion, let alone known Bruce was even capable of kissing like that.

“I love you too, Y/N, so much.”

…

You stirred and realised Bruce’s snoring was the cause of your rude awakening. He had shifted down the couch so that he was lying flat, with you still wrapped in his arms, ear to his chest.

“The only benefit of the other guy,” he’d once told you, “is that I can protect you from anything.”

You smiled to yourself as the words rang in your ears. Lifting your head, you placed a kiss on the doctor’s cheek.

“I love you,” you whispered before sleep took you again.

Despite you constantly reminding him of your love, over the coming months , Bruce would often experience doubt about why you were with him. You knew who he was and who he became when he hasn’t himself.

It had taken a long time for you to convince Bruce that Hulk made him a better person, he was not a seperate entity to be feared but a part of him, and that loving Bruce meant loving Hulk too. Hulk very much liked the sound of that and slowly came out to spend more time with ‘his Y/N.’

You trusted Bruce. He saw your demons as you saw his and you knew that was what likely made your relationship feel so effortless, so natural. You didn’t think of Hulk as a demon though, simply an extension of Bruce and it gave you more of him to love. Loving Bruce Banner was all you wanted to do for the rest of your life.

Bruce still passed by Murphy’s every day. But now, it was to get coffee from his girl.

And he knew he was the luckiest person in the world as you threw a kiss in with every cup.

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The Song of the Waves Masterlist

Summary: After Jane's death, Thor isolated himself on an island, and he started surfing. One day, he sees you on the island, on vacation with your friends and he decides he wants you.

Warnings: Rape/Non-con, Kidnapping, Age-gap (reader is in her early 20s), Violence, Abduction, Blood. (Surfer AU)

A/N: This fic is DARK, so if the warnings upset you, DNI!!!! Be kind in the comments. Love you all!

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#masterlist #thor #dark!fic #dark!thor #fem!reader #black!y/n #black!reader #f!reader #surfer #surfing #fic rec #my fic #fiction #fanfic rec

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marvellover-12recs · 9 months

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Fic Rec Masterlist

Contains: Marvel, Måneskin, The Flash

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Smut

Bucky Barnes

Merciless by @buckycuddlebuddy

Loki Laufeyson

Imagine Loki asking what you wish for Christmas by @sserpente

Imagine studying Asgard and its culture by @sserpente

Imagine taking a bath with Loki by @sserpente

Kisses by @demon-soldier

Miss Audacious by @loki-hargreeves

Temple by @innaminitus (Loki and Thor)

Peter Parker (any version)

Against a Window by @withahappyrefrain (tasm!)

Secret Ingredient by @ficthots (tasm!)

Steve Rogers

Thor Odinson

Not Such A Long Shot by @occasionalfics

Deep Affections by @obsessivestaringdisorder

Tease Me by @tilltheendwilliwrite

Temple by @innaminitus (Thor and Loki)

Wanda Maximoff

Jake Lockley

With the Lights Out by @moonknightly

Marc Spector

Steven Grant

Tell me by @thot-of-khonshu

The Entire Moon Knight System

Fluff /Angst

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Bucky Barnes

Loki Laufeyson

Peter Parker (any version)

Hold Me Down, Hold Me Fierce by @privateanxieties (tasm!)

Negotiating by @literaila (tasm!)

The Waiter by @literaila (tasm!)

You Steal Peter’s Shirt by @magicchai (tasm!)

Steve Rogers

Thor Odinson

Wanda Maximoff

Jake Lockley

Marc Spector

Illusion by @spacecowboyhotch

Steven Grant

The Entire System

Masterlists/Other rec lists

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About A God by @bolontiku (Thor Series)

All Fandom Masterlist by @stilesobrien-dylanstilinski (MCU, Criminal Minds, Tasm, Moon Knight)

Chemical Reactions Masterlist by @winchester-with-wings (Barry Allen Series)

Dirty Drabbles Masterlist by @nastybuckybarnes (MCU characters)

Filth For Friends Masterlist by @filthforfriends (Måneskin Band Members)

Loki Masterlist by @sserpente

Peter Parker Smut Recs by @arachine

Sex Pollen Fic Recs by @tomhollandfics (Peter Parker)

Thor Fic Recs by @lancsnerd

#masterlist #fic rec #fanfic reccomendation #author appreciation #mcu #loki x reader #tasm #andrew garfield #loki odinson #peter 3 #moon knight system #thor odinson #thor x reader

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tom-whore-dleston · 2 years

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I once again forgot to make a list of my fic recommendations for July so I will combine July and August together. Who knows, maybe this will be my thing lol Some of these works are 18+ only so please be respectful of their warnings and boundaries! Make sure to reblog and comment on these amazing fics! Your feedback and responses are what motivate them to continue writing such beautiful works 💖💖💖

✩July✩

headcanons of your fave walking in on you getting out of the shower by @angelltheninth

Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Loki, Thor, Valkyrie, Kate Bishop, Tony Stark, Peter Parker, Shang-Chi x Reader

Ride the Lightning by @wint3r-h3art

Thor Odinson x reader

Going undercover with Nathan Drake by @/angelltheninth

Nathan Drake x reader

Refinement by @fluffyprettykitty

Bruce Banner x reader

In a Barbie World by @sidepartskinnyjeans

Bucky Barnes x reader

Suit & Tie by @/wint3r-h3art

Stephen Strange x reader

dazed & confused by @boop-le-snoot

Stephen Strange x reader

Sultry by @/fluffyprettykitty

Marc Spector x reader x Layla El Fouly

✩August✩

Middle by @/fluffyprettykitty

Joaquin Torres x reader

Complete Faith by @blackbat05

Steven Grant x Reader

I've Got You Darlin' | Prologue by @psychedelic-ink

moon knight (all alters) x reader x din djarin

Just Friends by @floralcyanide

Austin Butler x reader

Wrestling with the Heart by @ladyfallonavenger

Bucky Barnes x reader

Solidarity by @blackbat05

Xu Shangqi x reader

Succiduous pt. 1 | pt. 2 by @huffle-pissed

Steven Grant x Reader

I Got You by @/wint3r-h3art

Frank Castle x Reader

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wastingmylifesecondatatime · 1 year

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Avengers Masterlist

NOTE: If you have any fic suggestions feel free to write me!

Updated: 06.10.2023

(M) = mature

Other masterlists: mother masterlist, Bucky Barnes masterlist

Avengers

↳ “ You are a product of a HYDRA experiment. Years after being held captive by them, you are saved by SHIELD. You join the Avengers in hope of finding a family in them, but what are you supposed to do when they don’t treat you the way you expected them to?”

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Maria Hill

↳ “ maria hill x reader where r has been sent on a several year long mission to infiltrate hydra. the avengers find her during a mission and end up bring her in (not knowing who she is). on the flight back they all question why she’s so quiet and smiling. when they reach shield they inform maria and fury of her presence in a cell (?) they all go to see the interrogation and find maria and r kissing and holding each other and fury just turns around to them and says “oh yeah they’re married” “

↳ Chapters: 1/1

Natasha Romanoff

↳ “ Night is usually the time when you had free rein of the compound - little did you expect to be interrupted on your journey to get midnight snacks and certainly not by her. “

↳ Chapters: 1/1

↳ “ reader is doing an online class and nat wakes up and casually kisses reader’s cheek and everyone who saw it is freaking out because the black widow has a gf “

↳ Chapters: 1/1

Sam Wilson

↳ “ Imagine Sam giving you hope when you’re having a hard time.“

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Steve Rogers

↳ “steve x reader one shot where the reader is heavily pregnant and her and Steve get on the subway and he's so confused as to why nobody is giving her a seat because he's so old fashioned?“

↳ Chapters: 1/1

Stucky

↳ “ Fury sends you back in time on a mission. How will you handle seeing Steve and Bucky in the 40s? “

↳ Chapters: 1/1

Wandanat

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enretrogue · 2 years

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𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥 / 𝐌𝐂𝐔 𝐅𝐢𝐜 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐬

(These are not my works; full credit goes to the original writers. If you'd like your work removed, just shoot me a message and I'll remove it for you!)

✪ ~ BIPOC reader or writer (if this is wrong or you’d like it added, let me know!)

Fanfics Rec List

Stephen Strange / Doctor Strange ⎢ #2

Steve Rogers / Captain America

Bucky Barnes / The Winter Soldier

Tony Stark / Iron Man

Thor Odinson

Frank Castle / The Punisher ⎢ #2

Multi-Character / Misc. Posts

When You Almost Die HCs— @bluebellhairpin Road Trips HCs— @bluebellhairpin The Tim-Tam Slam — @bluebellhairpin Kinktober Masterlist — @ragnarachel What Pet Names the Avengers Use — @marvelousluci Solus ⎢ Part 2 ⎢ Part 3 — @marvelousluci

Loki Laufeyson

Reliable Liars — @scandalous-chaos

Carol Danvers / Captain Marvel

Dating Carol Danvers HCs — @c-nstantine ✪

Peter Parker / Spider-Man (Holland)

Introducing You to the Avengers — @c-nstantine ✪ Sticky Man — @scandalous-chaos Mr. Smiles — @scandalous-chaos Bedrest — @scandalous-chaos

Peter Parker / Spider-Man (Garfield)

Coffee Run — @scandalous-chaos You’re Not Peter Parker — @scandalous-chaos You Love Me, I Love You — @rintsuru Even If My Heart Stops Beating — @rintsuru

Bruce Banner / The Hulk

Freak on the DL — @honeychicana ✪

Eddie Brock / Venom

When You Love Something, You Protect It — @inlovewithquestionablecharacters Den of Sin — @queenofthefaceless Promise — @queenofthefaceless Beyond the Drink, Drop Your Love On Me — @ilovemanypeople Patching Up Eddies After A Random Street Fight — @moonlit-imagines

Matt Murdock / Daredevil

Zip and Rewind — @clints-lucky-arrow Sex w/ Matt HC — @lethological-clara

Stucky

Stucky Masterlist — @navybrat817

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callmemana · 1 year

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Marvel Fanfic :

Key: smut -🍓/fluff -🌼/ angst -🐂/ personal favorite - 👓/

Bruce Banner:

Can You Stay? @pottahishotasf 🍓🌼

Clint Barton:

Book:3 Sweeter Than Honey @toomanyrobins2 🍓🌼🐂👓

Come Back to Me Series @itsanerdlife 🌼🐂 (1/20)

Ex Games @itsanerdlife 🌼🐂 (1/20)

Hot Cocoa Kissing @clints-lucky-arrow 🌼🐂

Just For Tonight @clints-lucky-arrow 🌼🐂

Outlaws Promise Series @itsanerdlife 🌼🐂 (MC| 1/23)

Something Brewing Between Us @ghostofskywalker 🌼

Third Times The Charm @ghostofskywalker 🌼

Turn Off the Stove @clints-lucky-arrow 🍓🌼🐂

We All Fall Down Series @itsanerdlife 🌼🐂 (1/20)

Dr. Stephan Strange:

Dork @holylulusworld 🌼🐂

Strange Love @holylulusworld 🍓🌼🐂

Frank Castle:

Catch & Break @clints-lucky-arrow 🌼🐂

Coffee Laden-metaphor @rae-gar-targaryen 🌼🐂

I See Right Through You Series @forever-rogue 🌼🐂👓 (1/6)

Out Of The Question Series @itsanerdlife 🌼🐂 (MC|1/24)

Take It Slow @clints-lucky-arrow 🍓

Wet Metal @clints-lucky-arrow 🍓🐂

Natasha Romanov:

Black Umbrellas @neonovember 🌼🐂

Cooking Dinner For Her @ghostofskywalker 🌼👓

Fresh Kill Series @ghostofskywalker (mob au) 🌼🐂

Home Run Romance Series @ghostofskywalker 🌼🐂

Homecoming @ghostofskywalker 🌼👓

Meet The Avengers @ghostofskywalker 🌼🐂👓

You Take Care Of Her When Sick @ghostofskywalker 🌼

Thor:

A (Vi)king’s Love Series @holylulusworld 🍓🌼🐂(Vikings au)

Just A Dare @pottahishotasf 🍓🐂

The Fitness Pack 2 @holylulusworld 🌼🐂👓 (+sized!R)

The Hammer Series @holylulusworld 🍓🌼🐂 (MC)

Loki:

As The World Caves In @ghostofskywalker 🌼🐂

Dance The Night Away @ghostofskywalker 🌼🐂

Hangover Of A Lifetime @ghostofskywalker 🌼🐂

Sleepless Nights & Starry Eyes @ghostofskywalker 🌼🐂

#clint barton x female reader #frank castle x female reader #wanda maximoff x reader #pietro maximoff x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #thor odison x reader #tony stark x y/n #loki laufesyon x reader #howard stark oc #callmemanaficrecs #thank you #motorcycle club #manslut #supportyourfriends #fic rec #🎟️ticketforthelovetrainchoochoo

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flordeamatista · 1 year

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𝖧𝖾𝗅𝗅𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗌,

𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗌 𝖨 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖽𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝖿 2023.

𝖠𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝖾 18+.

𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖺 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗎𝗆𝖾.

𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝖼, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗁𝗎𝗀𝖾 𝗁𝗎𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌.

𝗆𝗈𝗈𝖽𝖻𝗈𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝗏𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗋 @s-tarksintern

𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐬

Our Song @lunarbuck

Positive Vicissitude @targaryenvampireslayer @suzs-fic-library

Though I Have Never Read It @tuiccim

Last First Kiss @jadedvibes

Undying Change @geminixevans-stan

QB!Bucky x grumpy Assistant!Reader @/angrythingstarlight

Mafia Bucky spotting you across the room @/angrythingstarlight

Midnight Kisses & Stolen Confetti @angrythingstarlight

Cordially Invited: Part 2 @/navybrat817

Fairytale @sunshine-on-my-mind

Put My Mind At Ease @/slyyywriting

Dark Side of the Moon @sgt-seabass

Oversteer @slyyywriting

Lesson Learned @jobean12-blog

Dirty Rock @/jobean12-blog

𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬

Date night with biker!steve @/angrythingstarlight

How many lessons will he teach you? @/geminixevans-stan

3, 2, 1 @sunshinebuckybarnes

Surprise, Surprise @late-to-the-party-81

Chef’s Kiss @cockslutpadalecki

𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲

Visions are Seldom all they Seem @lfnr-blog-blog-blog

𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐫 𝐎𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧

And the Clouds Danced @/late-to-the-party-81

𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐫

Why Can’t You Open Up To Me? @wint3r-h3art

A Point Of No Return @inklore

Push & Pull @/wint3r-h3art

𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐫

Beautiful Chaos @late-to-the-party-81

Anaesthesia @natromanxv

Sweet Treats @/sunshinebuckybarnes

𝐀𝐫𝐢 𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧

Countdown (A New Hire AU) @boxofbonesfic

𝐉𝐚𝐯𝐢 𝐆𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐳

La Estrella de mi Vida (Part 1 of 3) @flightlessangelwings

#fic rec 💐#January 2023 fic recs #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes x reader #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers fanfiction #stucky fanfiction #stucky x reader #thor odinson fanfiction #thor odison x reader #namor fanfiction #namor x reader #andy barber fanfiction #andy barber x reader #ari levinson fanfiction #ari levinson x reader #javi gutierrez fanfiction #javi gutierrez x reader

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psychospore · 1 year

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A Second Chance

This has been sitting in my WIP pile for a while but I've finally finished writing this!

I do hope you enjoy the sequel to In Another Life inspired by @just-someone11 comment

Ok listen i knew it would be angst. I pushed back reading this knowing it would be angst but still :((((((. wonderfully written and if you find the inspiration maybe you could write Loki meeting y/n in the new life? Idk maybe as tom and yn.....oh oh oh or after Loki dies, so more reuniting in the afterlife

If you like more, check out my Masterlist

Summary: An alternate life brings you and Loki together, along with it is the realization that whatever timeline you may be - you are both connected to each other

Warnings: Angst, mentions of death, fluff, multiverse stuff,

You've always hated winter - maybe it's the numbing cold that you had to endure every time you have to go out or the fact that everything around you is devoid of color because of the accumulating snow.

This time around, you despised it because you had to walk home into the blizzard under heavy layers of clothing after covering an extra shift for your co-worker who caught the flu in this weather.

You buried your hands inside the fluffy pockets of your coat and hid your face under your scarf to shield you.

Loki and Thor ran through the snow-covered streets of New York chasing after the remaining HYDRA super soldier that stole a rune dagger made from the stinger of a creature from Jotunheim. The same creature in the stories guards the powerful orb. Both are directly connected to each other and have the ability to link the minds of the person's variants, accessing the past, present, and future of one's self in different multiverses. HYDRA was supposed to use the dagger to learn how to unlock this knowledge on Earth, as everything connected to it has been long lost in Asgard. The soldier was almost successful in getting away after fending off Thor and Loki by spreading nerve gas and creating chaos along the way.

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As you were lost in your thoughts, you noticed people around you starting to scramble and run away. You tried assessing the situation and noticed that a super soldier was headed in your direction. You made sure that the people were safe before stepping in and blocking the super soldier. He triggered an unpleasant piece of memory you tried to bury deep in your subconscious.

He ran straight at you, but you were able to use his momentum to throw him straight to the ground and drop an axe kick to his gut before punching him square in the face for good measure, knocking him senseless with a few broken bones.

Before starting your new life as an EMT in New York, you were secretly trained to become an assassin for years by your HYDRA captors after they discovered you were frozen in a lake in Antarctica. You exhibited great fighting skills, exceeding super soldiers even without using the serum, despite lacking any hint of memory prior to being captured. They tried experimenting on you way too many times to discover what you are or where you're from—the best they could come up with was that you were not from Earth.

You were staring down at the unconscious soldier beneath you when your scarf flew away. You scrambled to catch it, but someone got to it first. You looked at the person, and your heart pounded like a battering ram against your chest. You took the scarf and meekly said thanks, but your eyes were locked against each other.

For years, you were their best hit person, until one night you were tasked with dispatching the scientist who's been taking care of you since you arrived at the facility, as she was discovered to be a spy for SHIELD. In her dying breath, she urged you to discover who you truly were and not what HYDRA just wanted you to be. It made you run away to start a new life and be who you are now. Maybe in this new life, you could save lives instead of taking them away.

"Isn't that…" Thor whispered to Loki.

"Y/N?" Loki said as he looked at you intently, etching your very being in his mind.

"Oh no, I'm not y/n. You must have gotten the wrong person."

Nobody had ever called you y/n before but it felt like it always has when Loki says it. It felt like your name was y/n all this time, despite this being your first time hearing it. Was it even the first time?

You got lost in your thoughts when a familiar, searing heat ran through your back. Thor was quick to disarm the now-conscious soldier when he found out he used the rune dagger to stab you. Loki caught you in his arms before you started convulsing.

Memories of all of yourselves flashed before your eyes—what was, what is, and what will be all flashing before you, even your lost memory. You saw the timeline where both you and Loki died after you tried obtaining the orb by Odin's orders. You saw how you fought and defeated the creature in a different universe, with you dying before Loki could get to you and him dying in grief because of your death, encased in permafrost in Jotunheim.

There was also a brighter alternate reality where Loki was a famous actor going by the name of Tom, and there was you—a young scientist working at his grandfather's company. You caught his eye when he came there for a visit, and everything started when he invited you for a cup of coffee. You ended up marrying him and having a daughter together. It was perfect how you welcome him with a kiss every time he comes home from work and your daughter rushes to be carried in her father's arms.

You saw your own past in this universe before you arrived on Earth, Loki was about to confess his love for you when you arrived from one of your battles, and you were about to too, but Odin did not like that, so before you both could, he sent you away to obtain the orb in exchange for his blessing.

In this timeline, Loki thought you knew about his intention and you decided to run away, so he did not pursue you any further, but the reality was that, instead of facing the creature, Laufey found you first and fought against you. Your prowess and resilience made him admire you as a warrior. Instead of killing you, he ended up wiping all of your memory using the orb and banishing you to Midgard, where you were encased in permafrost, which HYDRA discovered.

It felt like forever processing everything all at once, but Loki held you tightly in his arms to protect you from hurting yourself as tears flooded your eyes. You passed out in his arms shortly after. One thing is for sure, in every timeline - you are connected to Loki by the red string of fate.

"What do you intend to do, brother, with the dagger and with her?" Thor asked, handing him the dagger and glancing at you.

Loki took the dagger and used his seidr to vanish it away. "We need to get to the bottom of this. But for now, I need to protect y/n, more than ever. I can't bear to lose her again, brother. We are bringing her to the tower for now; then we must head to Asgard." He spoke as he looked at you. He tucked in the stray hair covering your face behind your ears to take a closer look—you are indeed his y/n, the love of his life.

There are a million things running through his mind right now, but seeing you, he knew he had found a part of him that he tried to lock away when you were gone, a part that loved you and connected both of you against time, space, and all of the multiverse. He swore secretly to himself that he wouldn't lose you again—not in this timeline at least.

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