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Tenebrous - Loki (AU) - Chapter Twenty
Pairings: Vampire! Professor Loki x Fem!Reader, Bucky x Loki x Reader
Characters: Loki, Reader, Bucky Barnes, Stephen Strange, Baron Zemo, Other OCs
Warnings: 18+ minots dni, angst, witch-vampire bonds, coven dynamics, blood drinking, emotional, swearing, sm/ut, mmf, mm, mf, thre/esome, soul bonds, vamipire stuff, or/al, fing/ering
Word Count: 5.1k || Dividers: @firefly-graphics
Chapter Nineteen || Epilogue
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Chapter Twenty: Time Will Be Immortalised
Eight Months Ago.
They all stood at the foot of Thor’s grave. Nia placed a single flower near the headstone. Her hand pressed upon the apex, “God, Thor, did you have to be so horrible?” She grumbles.
Loki stands solemnly between Bucky and Y/N. Her head resting against his arm and Bucky’s palm intertwined with his own.
The vampire sighs, looking at the grave. Stephen and Emery stand a few feet behind Loki. Though he had an off feeling about the dead vampire, he had hoped this would not be the outcome.
“He made bad choices.” Y/N reasons, Bucky wants to scoff. His displeasure at her words traverse across the steadily growing bond. Y/N’s gaze meets his blue eyes.
“He didn’t take care of you as he had promised. Do not make excuses for his choice of actions.” Loki looks down at Y/N.
“I—,” She begins but Bucky shakes his head.
“Poetess, things would have been much different if he held focus upon you.” The warlock reasons.
“He’s right, even if I did not know the truth of Loki leaving you. Thor did, I would have understood why he was being protective.” Nia stands, turning away from Thor’s grave.
Y/N stays quiet, eyes lingering upon the headstone.
‘Thor Odinson — brother, first love, and friend. Immortal in memory.’
Nia did not want to write soulmate, he didn’t deserve that title.
“He did possess good qualities, it is a shame they were outshined by the bad.” Stephen adds, Nia joins them.
“Any bars nearby?” She questions Loki, this was their hometown, built by them over years, most of the land owned by them.
“In the town square there are five, Meade’s is decent, good hard liquor.” Loki chuckles as Nia grins.
“Pretty good tab we’ll be stacking up.” Emery chuckles then looks at Y/N.
“You okay?” They ask her, she nods in response.
Having Emery know everything made their friendship even more strong. Y/N could tell them everything. They could ask the questions that Y/N could answer while still preserving her recovering mental health.
The bond thrums Y/N and Bucky eye Loki curiously.
“You three go ahead, I want to take them to Mum’s resting place.” Loki gestures with his head towards the path which leads to the destination in mind.
“Very well.” Stephen intertwines his hand with Emery's, they blush. Y/N has a knowing smile upon her face. Stephen chuckles.
Emery meets her gaze, their happiness shining through the smile they harbour.
Nia checks her phone for messages from the law firm, nothing new, no fires to put out. She sighs, tucking the device back and following Stephen to the bar.
Loki, Bucky and Y/N remain back.
“I know I should have asked the two of you before—,”
“We’d like to meet her.” Y/N interrupts, quelling Loki’s nervousness.
Bucky smiles as well, “We would be honoured to meet the woman who raised our mate.”
Loki smiles, leading them to the grave that has flowers bordering it.
“These were her favourite, we had a garden back home.” Loki touches the petals as the flowers sway in the wind. “Mother, this is Y/N and this is James, they both are my mates.”
Bucky and Y/N look at each other and then at the grave, then Loki,
“You have a wonderful son.”
“So full of love.”
Loki smiles hearing their words as he kneels placing his lips to the headstone.
“She is proud of you, you know?” Bucky adds with a smile.
Loki nods, “I wish she could have met the two of you.”
“We wish we could have met her too.” Y/N places a palm on Loki’s shoulder. it trembles despite her best effort.
She attempts to use the spell that would allow him to feel her embrace.
The spell spurs in and out, flickering like a broken lightbulb.
Bucky feels her frustration. Loki is about to tell Y/N that it is okay, she needs to rest. When his mother’s embrace takes over.
Y/N stares at Bucky’s warm hand placed upon her own. Eyes closed in concentration to stabilise her spell. She sighs, the inability to perform magick frustrating her to no beyond.
“Just a matter of time, you will get back to it.” Bucky whispers, peeking at her with one eye open, “Then we can have a magick battle to see who is the better spell caster.” He grins focusing back on the spell after her frown is turned into a smile.
“You both are not doing anything reckless.” Loki pipes up.
Y/N giggles, Bucky looks at her and winks, “Of course, we won’t.”
“I felt the wink, Warlock. Witchling, you better not be agreeing with him.” Loki mutters.
“Good, the bond works then.” Bucky laughs, drawing more laughter from their mate.
“Little troublemakers.” In a blur Loki has the two of them flush against him in his arms, lips brushing over their foreheads.
Seven Weeks Ago.
Y/N had avoided speaking to her quote unquote mother for as long as she could. Clark and Miles suggested she get it over with, but Sierra surprisingly told her to take her time. The moon ruled over them, as Celestials there was a bond of a higher calibre.
Y/N purses her lips, as she trudges to Clark, moving away from where Bucky and Miles were discussing types of divination.
“Keeping secrets?” Clark chuckles, gesturing for her to sit, she shakes her head.
“What do you know about power transferring? I read in one of the books that we can store powers in inanimate objects or other…. beings.” She keeps her gaze steady.
“Who do you want to transfer your powers to?” He places the book on the side table.
“I’m not sure if I want to but I’d like the option open.” Y/N admits, fingers drumming against her thighs. The thoughts she was having, the aversion to magick that suddenly was thrust upon her only to take Alexander down.
It felt alien to her. Not a part of herself as it should feel.
“Transferring is no easy feat, razor sharp focus and the person should accept your powers before the spell.” Clark writes upon a piece of paper, handing it to Y/N.
“This book is in the library, you can take it. I hope you think it through before giving away your abilities.” He regards her, knowing he was hard upon her.
“It doesn’t feel as though it is my own.” She admits out loud for the first time. Fingers run over the written words upon the paper. She sighs.
“You can work on it, as part of the coven–,”
“Am I part of it? I didn’t have a traditional initiation, I just practised and learned to protect. I know you’d save them over me.” Her words silence the High Priest.
“I will admit your journey has not been the easiest.” Clark wonders what words are correct, soothing in this situation. It doesn’t come easily to him.
“It hasn’t.” Y/N agrees, biting down on her bottom lip to stop the tears.
Weak. The word rings across her mind.
“Giving up isn’t the way.” He advises, reaching out to place a comforting palm over her forearm.
“I’m not giving up Clark, I just, I feel disconnected. I went through so much with everything. I don’t belong in this world in this way. I can’t push myself to work with something that doesn’t seem to want me.” Y/N looks up at him, hoping he understands.
Clark nods, “If you want to practise or have questions let me know. Learn to cloak the object you do pick. If it is another witch or warlock I suggest speaking to them first about it.”
“Thank you.”
Bucky’s leg bounces as he watches Y/N approach the dinner table. Loki places a gentle hand on his knee. Reassuring him silently. Two weeks after the meeting with the Celestials and things were going well for the three of them. Date nights, days, falling further in love. Exploring aspects of their bonds one on one and together.
Things were looking further upwards and onwards for all of them. Y/N and Bucky both recovering from the traumas of the past year. Healing.
The bonds no longer looked decaying and broken but now gleamed gold, fragments repaired.
“You’re not going to hurt her by your decision.” Loki assures yet again, the sinking feeling Bucky has quells in the slightest when he feels the love rush across the bond.
Y/N grins at the two, her loves, her mates.
Recovery wasn’t an easy road in the slightest but things seemed better, felt better. She takes her place at the table. The mahogany is covered with different dishes for dinner.
Impeccably plated and micro greens used for garnishing.
Loki cooked, she deemed then her brows furrowed. It was Bucky’s turn to cook today, she looks up at the warlock who regards her and allows his own unease to trickle past his carefully guarded walls.
“You can tell me… what happened?” Y/N reaches towards him, Bucky’s fingers intertwine with her own. Giving a squeeze he grounds himself.
She had her own decision to share, but what had Bucky worried would take priority.
Loki grasps Bucky’s other hand, “Whenever you’re comfortable.”
Y/N squeezes Bucky’s hand, he nods. Pursing his lips and then closing his eyes. She gazes upon Loki; he offers a smile that is assuring but she notes the hint of his own anxiousness.
“Whatever it is we’ll get through it okay? We’ve been doing so well since everything went down months ago, even the pending conversation with Moonmy.” Y/N recounts, attempting to ease their worries.
“I have decided that I want to turn. I’m close enough to Loki’s apparent age and I think it is time.” Bucky’s words are met with happiness from his bond with Loki. The vampire is smiling at his mate.
“Oh.” The word leaves past her lips with such heartbreak her mates both lose their smiles.
“Are-are you not happy?” Bucky begins to pull his hand away from her own.
Y/N tightens her grip on his hand, “Bucky, I am happy, I just, I wanted to discuss something with you and based on your decision I don’t think what I had in mind will work out. I’m happy for you, I’m glad you’re taking this step and Loki and I both are here for you during your transition and after it.”
“What did you want to discuss?” Bucky counters, not allowing her to be dismissive.
“It’s nothing, I–,”
“Witchling.” Loki shakes his head, “You need to share whatever it is that is bothering you, with us.”
“Exactly, Poetess. How are we to provide you with the tools necessary or be there for you in the way you need us to be there if you don’t tell us?” Bucky unlaces their intertwined fingers cupping her cheek.
The book and her notes weigh heavy on her chest.
Loki and Bucky exchange a glance then gaze back at their mate. Observing her internal turmoil. Watching her swallow before gesturing with her index finger for them to wait. She heads upstairs.
Loki follows her footsteps with his hearing, “Her reading room.” He watches Bucky’s brows furrow attempting to decipher what was there that had a profound impact.
“She has been in there quite a lot, I deemed it was for her return to her course.” The warlock reasons.
Y/N returns, a thick book and notes in hand, post-its sticking out of several places and handwriting strewn across the pages haphazardly. Loki denotes the different coloured pens adding to the notes.
“I um, I was reading up on how to transfer powers.” Y/N begins placing the books and notes in front of the two. Bucky takes her notes and Loki opens the book to the first sticky tab annotation.
“Transferring powers is not uncommon, but you will require training.” Bucky assures, “I think you will be able to do it.”
“I, um, yes, yeah, practice is required but it’s straight forward.” Y/N agrees, her fingers intertwine as she fidgets nervously. Shifting her weight from one foot to the other.
Bucky hums as he reads over her notes, “This is good extensive research. I’m pleased and an object that can be kept safe so that no one may steal and–, oh.”
Loki’s gaze moves from the book to the page Bucky is reading.
‘While transferring powers to inanimate objects is the far more common and reversible practice it is not lost that a witch or warlock can provide another living being – either animal or human with their powers, provided permission is sought and the recipient of the powers is willing.’
‘Supernatural beings such as witches, warlocks, werewolves and vampires may be considered as recipients; this practice is lesser known and explored. It is deemed, however, to be an irreversible spell.’
Bucky’s azure eyes find Y/N’s nervous gaze. Loki gazes upon her as well.
“Why?” The two of them ask her together.
“I don’t feel connected to my powers… I know I did the magick when it was required but,” she looks to her warlock, “You had your initiation, a coven that cherished you as their own and not a pawn that was needed to fight battles and only trained in a manner of dire circumstance.”
“You’ve been doing well, gaining control.” Loki counters, he feels her heartbreak before she vocalises it. Bucky winces, this wasn’t the reaction she expected or hoped for from them.
“It doesn’t matter if I’m getting better… I just, I appreciate the powers, I appreciate what flows through my veins but it’s second nature or rather basic instinct for all the other warlocks and witches I know. For me it's…” She takes a deep breath.
“Does it feel as if it's more of a burden to you?” Bucky offers, his heart cracking as she nods. His Poetess’ entire demeanour feeling as if she’s admitting defeat.
“Did you want to transfer your powers to an object?” Loki shifts the focus, they needed to know what she was thinking and how to get through this together.
Y/N says nothing just swallows the lump forming in her throat, her eyes flashing towards Bucky and then back to her fidgeting hands.
Bucky looks at Loki, the two gaze down at her notes. Finding the small scribble at the corner.
‘Ask Bucky… if he says no then consider Midnight’s old collar.’
“Did you want me to be the one to receive your powers?” Bucky questions, thumb brushing over her handwriting on the paper. She doesn’t answer.
“Witchling…” Loki’s voice is pleading; making her look at him.
“Okay, you know what? We’re going to the living room to discuss this, this isn’t a conversation where you need to feel small or thinking you’re asking something you aren’t supposed to,” Bucky tucks the notes back in the book. He then walks towards his mate, gently taking her hand and guiding her to the couch. The three spent the most time either reading, talking or binge watching shows and movies.
Y/N easily falls into place across Bucky’s lap, Loki follows suit settling next to them, his hand holding hers, kissing her palm. Bucky allows Y/N to nuzzle against the crook of his neck grounding herself before they continue the conversation.
“You don’t have to be afraid alright?” Loki assures, “No matter what choice Bucky makes, his feelings towards you won’t change nor will he feel forced to choose for you.”
Bucky feels her nod, his palm rubs up and down her back soothing her.
Loki presses a soft kiss to Bucky’s temple, “You do know you won’t be forced to choose.”
“I know, I want to hear our mate out completely and help her research further before taking an informed decision together.”
Y/N takes a few more grounding breaths, lifting her head from Bucky’s neck and she faces the two of them. Her explanation falls from her lips the feeling of disconnect, the way it doesn’t feel nurturing. As though it was a chore to teach her rather than a tradition of passing down knowledge.
Bucky understands every word, knowing what it is to have a coven that nurtures their baby witches and warlocks rather than just prepping them for battle as if a lamb to slaughter.
Loki understands nodding along to everything, a worried pit forming in his stomach at the prospect of her regretting the decision.
“It’s okay if you say no…” She shrugs, “I just, I think I was supposed to be normal?” Once she’s done she looks at both waiting for a response.
“You’re anything but ordinary, witchling.” Loki kisses her nose making her giggle.
“Look, I’m not saying no, but I did consider the fact that I would lose my powers when I turned.” Bucky begins, “It’s not to say that I don’t mind losing them, but my powers are another thing that connects me to my coven and Grandmother. I know I would probably have some other kind of ability in place if it is part of my transition but I doubt it.”
“Celestials are known to retain their abilities after the shift.” Loki adds.
“I could transfer my powers to an inanimate object,” Bucky looks at Y/N, “It humanises me, then you could well transfer your powers to me.”
Her features light up.
“Provided the two of you research this in depth and are equally prepared.” Loki adds, “Also if her transfer doesn’t work can you reabsorb your powers from the inanimate object?”
“I will be able to, it’s reversible.” Bucky assures, tucking a stray strand of hair behind Loki’s ear. Then brushes his lips against Y/N’s cheek.
“Will you be telling Moonmy?” Bucky raises a brow.
“I guess she already knows…” Y/N shrugs, “It doesn’t matter if she says no, either way I want to do it.”
“If you had undergone a better time as part of the coven would you still feel the same way?” Bucky questions her, Y/N ponders over it, replaying all the interactions she saw between the other members and the stories Bucky told her.
“I wouldn’t feel disconnected if I had that kind of witchy upbringing.” Y/N admits.
“Okay.” Bucky nods.
“Dinner then research?” Loki offers, his mates both nod.
Present.
“Professor?” One of Loki’s students cuts through his thoughts of the past five weeks. He refocuses into the present, plastering on a smile for the student.
Questions answered for his students yet Loki’s own worried curiosity knows no bounds. He retires to his office, heading straight for the alcohol.
“Pour me a glass.” Bucky’s whisper travels across the floor to Loki. He places another glass filling it with the amber liquid.
The vampire waits for his warlock to join in, Bucky opens the door, closing it softly. In a few strides he’s pressed up against Loki. Wrapped in each other’s arms. Their mutual worry over their mate quelling in the slightest.
“It will be alright.” Bucky whispers, “It has to be.”
“It will be my warlock.” Loki runs his fingers through Bucky’s hair, he sighs leaning for more support onto his mate.
Grasping onto his blazer lapels, blue eyes meet green ones. Loki leans in, his lips meet Bucky’s own. The soft gesture is comforting enough to quell the growing anxiety.
They part when their phones vibrate and chime in unison.
The dates had aligned; it was the phase of the lunar cycle when Bucky would be completing his conversion. It was also the night they would be transferring the powers before Loki would complete the process and turn Bucky into his own kind.
Bucky’s nerves were shot but in a good way. Excitement of being the same creature as his mate, having the chance to deepen the bond he shared with Y/N. There was a part of him that was melancholic over the loss of his original powers.
The blue markings on his left arm glow in response to his call. He traces the lines with his eyes.
Loki gently raises Bucky’s palm to his lips, tracing the lines to his elbow.
“Loki.” Bucky whispers, red rims surround his vampire’s eyes, “Loki.” he says yet again with need.
Loki pulls Bucky closer, nose tracing the juncture of his chest and neck, “You smell divine, our mates blood mixed with yours and mine.” open mouthed kisses have Bucky whimper. His shirt unbuttoned, Loki sinks to his knees. Undoing the jeans, Bucky hisses as the confines upon him are released.
Loki brushes his lips over the tip, Bucky’s fingers tangle in his hair.
“Mate, you’ve come at the right time.” Loki speaks, Bucky’s eyes snap open and towards the door.
“I,” Y/N’s hand is frozen on the door knob, arousal brims through the two bonds
“Poetess I-,” Bucky’s words are cut off as Loki takes his length in his mouth, cheeks hollowed, a wicked gleam in his eyes.
‘Get inside.’ Loki’s voice instructs in her mind.
Y/N scrambles inside, locking the door. She moans at the sight of her mates. Bucky beckons her closer. His lips meeting hers in a bruising kiss, teeth and tongue and moans as Loki continues his movements, varying speeds enjoying the sounds he draws from Bucky.
The scent of Y/N’s arousal urges Loki on, one hand caresses Bucky’s balls. The other moves along her inner thigh, the skirt allowing him leverage. Her soaked panties have him moan around Bucky.
The three moan in unison.
Loki’s thumb draws circles over her clit, the fabric adding another layer of sensations that have her whimper into Bucky’s mouth. Bucky’s arm wraps around her waist, holding her flush against him.
Their sounds grow needier, Loki times his head bobbing to the thrusts his fingers provide to Y/N. His sweet mates unravelled for him. Bucky tugs on his hair.
Y/N moves as Bucky lifts her in his arms, facing Loki. Her dripping cunt soaking his cock her legs thrown over Loki’s shoulders. His fingers now move on her clit.
Loki takes Bucky back in his mouth, their mixed arousal only urging him onward.
She falls apart first with a cry, her head thrown back against Bucky’s left shoulder. Bucky places kisses over her neck as he moans against her sweet spot as he cums. Loki swallows every drop they give him.
Slowly the two humans calm down, Loki kisses them deeply each stated to an extent.
“What brought you to my office?” Loki questions his witchling.
“I um, forgot…” Y/N’s cheeks flush, drawing laughter from Bucky.
“Perhaps another set of orgasms might jog your memory.” Loki offers, Y/N squeals before she’s placed on his desk. Bucky and Loki both gaze at her glistening folds.
“We’re the luckiest aren’t we Loki?” Bucky’s large palm traces up her thigh, spreading her legs further apart.
“We are.” Loki agrees, “Have your fill my Warlock. I’ll have her moan around my cock.”
Y/N clenches around nothing, preening under their intense gazes, words having her grow wetter.
Bucky takes a seat on Loki’s chair, lips tracing her folds as his lips then latch upon her clit. Loki traces her parted lips with his cock before slowly sinking into her beautiful mouth.
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Everything was set up, candles arranged in the shape of a crescent. Y/N sitting at the centre of it. Bucky’s jaw clenched as the air became heavier around them.
Iridescent glimmers shift through, candle light adding to the glow. Embers casting shadows across their features and the walls.
Loki attempts to quell the growing unease across the bonds. Disallowing his trepidation to trickle to his already worried mates.
Y/N bit her bottom lip, eyes meeting his then drifting to Bucky. The warlock gives an encouraging nod. His spell was done, he was left without powers, they were encased into a necklace he had bought for Y/N.
She blinks, the white glow returns. Loki swallows, shifting towards Bucky. The warlock grabs his hand. Then let it go.
It was time.
The charged air seems to move. Loki watches, the flames of the candles shift into circles. Burning full moons.
Bucky swallows, feeling the first of the powers wrapping around him. His eyes close.
The charged air recedes into nothing, the flames return to their normal shape. Y/N’s eyes open first, no glow present. Her eyes move to Bucky. Loki waits, their breaths held.
Bucky falls to his knees, wheezing and then his eyes open. White crescents visualise across his irises and then fade back to blue.
‘She may have given you her powers, but they do not make you a celestial.’ The voice rings across the room. The necklace shatters into pieces and blue lines form along the broken fragments. They move towards Bucky wrapping around his left arm.
The moon gave him back the markings of his old coven. The three of them stare at one another for long moments.
Loki and Y/N move then, helping Bucky up. The warlock only stares at his arm, the lines do not fade as they used to but now remain as a constant as though a glowing tattoo.
Her hand reaches to touch the line, she had done it before, but this time she feels nothing.
No flow of magick. Nothing weighing down upon her, making her struggle to stay afloat. A responsibility she wasn’t encouraged or nurtured to bear.
No sense of connection to Bucky and Loki beyond the soul bonds.
The way it should have been. The way it felt before her awakening as though there was something between them but now it was more, deeper and defined.
“Hey, hey, hey.” Bucky gently grasps her face, wiping her tears away with his thumbs.
“I don’t regret it. I just, it feels peaceful?” Y/N looks up at him, he nods.
“I just feel my magick, not the Celestial one.” Bucky admits his own eyes glazing over with tears, “Even if I don’t retain it when I turn it's okay.”
Loki pulls the two of them into his embrace.
Kissing every bit of their faces, taking away the tears that flow. Salt on his lips, his mates cradled in his arms.
Nia, Stephen and Emery join them hours later. In the last of the night, Bucky consumes the last vial of Loki’s blood mixed with Y/N’s. The taste wasn’t blood-like, the bit of ironish rust taste one would get when trying to curb the bleed of a paper cut.
“This next part may hurt.” Loki says, setting the glass down.
“It definitely will hurt.” Stephen pipes up.
“Does it have to be this way?” Emery questions, their own transformation pending.
Stephen reaches out to them, gently stroking their arm to soothe them.
“It has to be a sort of clean death. Not to say other forms of killing don’t work. They do but this is swifter.” Nia explains nursing another glass of alcohol. Y/N looks at her in worry.
“Nia…”
“Doesn’t affect me. Perks can’t get drunk.”
“Nia.. still.”
“Drop it, your boyfriend’s about to turn into a vampire. We’ll discuss this later.” Yet again Nia tables the discussion.
The loss of Thor doesn’t hurt as much. It’s the betrayal, Nia missing the signs. Signs she was fucking good at noticing.
“Just do it.” Bucky exhales, eyes meeting Y/N’s worried ones, “Just a nap, Poetess.”
“Just a nap.” She affirms, walking back to him.
“It’s going to hurt like a bitch.” Nia reminds Y/N, she nods.
“My blood runs through him, so I know he will awaken, I’ll be there to hold you through it. Unfortunately you know the experience of the breaking of a bond.” Loki strokes her cheek, “I’ll keep the bond fully open so it may help quell the despair.”
“Or you end up feeling mine.” She mutters.
Bucky laughs, “Look, he fully deserves to feel it.”
“Bucky!” Y/N lightly hits his chest.
“Rude.” Loki rolls his eyes but he smiles at the banter.
“Hey you were the one deciding for us before. This is just karma.”
Y/N laughs at Bucky’s retort, Loki grumbles under his breath.
“Alright, alright, it’s a bit of time away from Bucky.” Stephen assures, pointing at the clock.
Loki grapes Bucky’s face gently, palms moving to his jaw.
“I trust you.” Bucky assures, “I love you both.” He looks between his two mates, smiling.
“I love you.”
“I love you, thank you, for trusting me.” Loki places a kiss on his forehead.
Y/N and Emery close their eyes. The cracking sound has them flinch.
At first Y/N feels nothing and then the bond rips apart, her chest heaves. Loki grasps onto her pulling her against him where the two remain near Bucky. He opens the bond he shares with Bucky to the bond he shares with her.
The certainty of his soon to return to life status begins to wash over the turmoil in Y/N’s chest. Her sobs begin to quiet and tiredness takes over. Loki rocks her back and forth, her hand not leaving Bucky’s own.
Sleep finds her after an hour still not letting go of Bucky. Loki feels the vampire aspect take over Bucky stronger, the warlock markings begin to gleam and change. The parallel lines once linear now wrap around his arm.
Y/N is placed in the farthest room as it gets closer to Bucky’s awakening. Nia and Loki remain in the house to prevent things from going south in case the bloodlust is too much for Bucky to handle.
The former warlock stirs, groaning, his hand reaches for his neck rubbing over where he could feel the ghost of the bone breaking. Bucky’s eyes open, black with red rims, a deep hunger manifesting in his belly. As he licks his lips they are dry, parched. The thirst is taking over. He suppresses it, walking to the mirror to observe the changes he’s gone through.
The short sleeved V neck fits him, his features seemingly sharper and defined but not taking away from what he was born as a human with, it wasn’t as though he was fully changed.
When he touches his face with his left hand he notices the biggest difference. The three lines of his tattoo now wrap around his arm in swirls.
The middle line has a small crescent at his wrist and a star akin to the northern star is now over his cubital fossa. At the centre of the star however, is a crescent moon with a tiny sprig of lavender.
Pride swirls in his chest as does a familiar happiness, Bucky turns, Loki stands at the door with a bottle in hand.
“Welcome back, James.” Loki greets with a bright smile, their bond thrums. Bucky almost knocks his mate over when he’s by his side in a blur. Loki chuckles, wrapping his mate in his arms.
“Loki.” He breathes, melting into his embrace.
“You need to feed.” Loki reminds and the thirst comes back tenfold.
“I need to see her.” Bucky argues.
“Warlock, she’s still human.”
“She’s my mate.”
“And you will know then to feed before you see her.” Loki’s eyes turn black with red rims in response to the defiance, “Quell the beast within, James. You do not want to accidentally hurt Y/N.”
Bucky clenches his jaw, pushing away from Loki, “You didn’t tell me it was this hard, curbing the need to be with my mates.”
“You’re a half mated newborn, two basic urges are strong.” Loki hands the bottle to Bucky.
The latter drinks the blood in large gulps, sighing in content as the thirst quells.
“Better?”
“Maybe after two more bottles.” He jokes, Loki chuckles.
Two more bottles are consumed, Bucky wipes the corner of his lip.
Enhanced hearings pick up soft careful steps and then a ‘oof’ along with a whined out call of Nia’s name.
“You will wait patiently for Bucky to come to you.” Nia chastises Y/N, She huffs in response literally being dragged away as though a child.
“I need to see him.” She reasons when Nia pauses in the room.
“I know, but you need to let him feed,” Nia looks to the side, “Well you’re in luck, impatient little human he’s on his way.”
Nia stops at the door, “There are about 5-6 gatorades in the drawer.”
“For what?”
“Stamina, you have to keep up with two vampires now.” Nia laughs, easily dodging the pillow thrown her way.
Y/N sits at the edge of the bed. There is a knock at the door. Her heartbeat picks up, as does the rustling of pages within her chest, as though pages being turned to reach the favourite part of a beloved novel.
Loki smiles at Bucky, noticing the anticipation of the bon trickle through the bond.
“Come in…”
Loki turns the door knob, he enters with an encouraging smile. Y/N doesn’t look at the door but at Loki as he stands before her. Cupping her face.
“He’s fed, taken to the change well. Eager to see you and bond if you’re willing. He’s told me to pull him away if you do not want to tonight.” Loki explains, Y/N nods.
“I’m ready. I trust him.” She whispers.
Bucky sighs in contentment.
Loki shifts, Y/N looks up at Bucky. The blue flickers in and out of focus as he tries to keep the beast at bay. Her eyes fall to the markings. The star gleams in the slightest and then the lavender sprig.
Bucky’s fists clench, “Poetess.” he calls out to her, voice hoarse, needy.
“Bucky.” Y/N says with equal need.
In a blur she’s pressed against the mattress, a breathless laugh leaves her before Bucky’s lips find her soft ones. Her scent thrums through his senses. The beast within him wanted more.
Bucky’s hands wander over her frame, drawing moans from his mate into his mouth. Her hands grip at his t-shirt arching against him. He nips at her bottom lip. Bucky moans at the taste of her blood.
“You’re so fucking divine.” He hums, “Loki was right, a goddess, we’re blessed with a goddess.”
Y/N preens at the praise, Bucky allows the beast to take over, the spot under her left collarbone calls out to him. His thigh grinds against her core.
He raises his head looking at Loki who watches them with a lust filled gaze, “Claim our mate, James. You can have her this once alone, because after that she isn’t leaving from between us for a long time.” he smirks.
Bucky returns the gesture, “Hear that Poetess? You’re going to be worshipped. You’re going to feed our hunger the way no other could ever.” He kisses the spot of their bond. Y/N hums, the pheromones clouding every sense their needs brimming across the bonds.
Bucky’s fangs break through the skin, tears brim over as the bond forges between the two. Golden, gleaming, bright. Strong. Bucky feels whole, his bonds complete. The magick thrums through him as well. As before, stronger now.
Y/N breaks out of the haze of the bond, her chest feeling full, the love prominent and everything she needed it to be from both of them. Her hand moves to Bucky’s new markings, thumb brushing over the crescent on his wrist. Both vampires watch the outline of the same crescent form in her eyes then fade away.
Clothes are scattered over the floor, their mate worshipped between them. Bonds thrumming happily, sighs and moans fill the room. Y/N falls apart between them and is put back together by her mates.
The tangled mess of limbs, she lays between the two. Bucky’s chest against her back and Loki’s chest pressed to hers, she’s on the precipice of sleep with a smile on her face.
“I love you both.”
“I love you both.”
“I love you both.”
A.N: finally combated the block on this fic and the epilogue will be uploaded next week! thank you for waiting and supporting this fic, i'm so happy i was able to finish it and give it the ending that i feel is deserved by our witchling/poetess, warlock and vampire
tagging: @camerons-specialinterest@stevesmewmew@pandaxnienke
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Meanwhile Me defending the love of my life.
He's KILLED people before!!! He's insane!!!
Me: yeah...but have you SEEN the way he smiles?
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𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝐓𝐚𝐠 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞!
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I'll go first...
Okay... the Governor and I are headed to Vienna to catch a show at the theatre and I'll be gifted a love letter! I love this man to bits but I'm expecting a double cross... ❤️🥀
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Satisfaction
Loki x Vampire! Reader
MINORS DNI
Word Count: 1.4K
Warnings: Blood, Vampirism, Smut, language, angst
A/n: the first bit of spice I've written and omg I don't know how to feel about it. Anyway, vampires ima right?
Stalking the halls of the tower, I never felt so lonely until now. The thirst has all but consumed my nights. Sleep had long since been completely off the table as the hunger set in, leaving me with a pair of red eyes and a screaming pit in my core, slowly haunting the same rooms I used to run through with a smile.
Today’s failed mission flashes through my head as I pass the kitchen. Creeping into cabinets and the fridge as I remember the sheer joy ripped away from me as my “meal” escaped. I slammed it shut and heard Steve lecture me on discipline on the jet all over again. It’s like he actually wants me to starve. After all of Bruce’s testing and the grueling rules, my insides seem to rip and tear within me. This was my chance to finally feel even remotely full. All of nothing.
I heard faint snores, hushed voices, and the clink and clang of metal in the lab beneath my feet. One sound rang louder than them all whether it was a blessing and a curse, the soft beat of their hearts. It brought me closer to them most nights. It reminded me that they were all okay.
I found myself silently counting the beats of Bucky's heart on the roof. It was grounding whenever I heard it. His very presence was grounding. He looked at me differently from the rest of the team like he actually understood me. I knew I’d be able to rest with him. The team was still uneasy around me because of my new 'condition' but not him. Im tempted to join him until the sound of a familiar, honeyed voice filled my ears.
"Hello, little bat." He whispered into my ear. "L..Loki," I sighed. He lets out a sly smirk as I shiver. “Out for a late-night snack?" He teased. I can hear his heartbeat slow as he pulls away, but it quickens again when my eyes meet his. “Listen, I won't play games with you tonight. I’m starving and all I can hear in this damn tower is blood rushing through my veins, so please let me just wander around in peace.” I placed my hand on his chest to push him away, but he held it there. His face is void of emotion, but his heart betrays him as it continues to beat rapidly. My eyes trace his sharp features down his face and fall onto his throat. The thought of sucking him dry crossed my mind. Maybe I could play his game this once.
“You’re more like me than you think.” His words brought me out of my trance. “What’s that supposed to mean.” I hissed, and his grip on my hand tightened. “It means, My pet. Neither you nor I will ever be satisfied going on like this.” He cooed. Loki’s other hand traces down my arm, only to rest on my waist. His breath grows heavy and desperate now matching the loud drum of his heart.
I want all of him now. I knew it was the hunger speaking, but I will deal with my own heart’s desires later. I could tell his heart was calling out. Begging for an embrace or at least a source of warmth. He might just be right, satisfaction always seemed just out of reach. A single eternal moment passed before I gained the strength to respond. “What do you suggest we do about that then?” my voice dripping with need as I speak. Loki’s façade of excellence was falling, but the remnants stood fast in his posture and grip on my waist.
Ever the royal gentleman, even in such desperation. He stumbles on his word for only a second before proposing an exchange of warmth. "Genius, is it not?” He stammered. I stifle a laugh “It’s brilliant, Watson.” I tease. His smile was sickeningly sweet, but his dark green eyes begged for something more. I held my breath as I pulled him into me by his collar. "Jump.” He commands. I obey and am pulled into his arms. His heart beats as if it’s a heavy drum threatening to burst through his chest. I waste no time laying kisses upon his lips and down to his throat. The sound that erupts from him is heavenly. “You are mine,” I whisper into his ear. A jolt runs through his body as he takes off into a sprint to his room with me in hand.
In a second, my back falls into his black satin sheets. He quickly crawls on top of me with his left hand, caresses my cheek, and shifts his weight onto his right hand. His knee ever so gently pushed on my inner thigh just to be closer. My own hands wrapped around his neck. My fingers tangle in his long, dark curls. I swear I hear the slightest whimper as my rings tug on a braid within them. Feverish kisses linger as if the next could not come fast enough. His lips, raw with a crimson tint, now begged for me to bite them. My fangs nip at his bottom lip as his left-hand gathers my shirt up my back. The taste isn’t nearly enough, as my senses are clouded by him.
All around me is him. His honeyed voice rings in my ear while his touch burns like fire, despite his skin feeling like ice. My mind fogs as I slip from his grasp and flip him on his back in a single swift motion. I take my seat on his lap, looking into his dark green once more. I find his eyes blown wide, staring back into my red ones as our chests chase our breath in tandem.
“Dammit, every inch of you is breathtaking.” He says in a hoarse tone as his hand takes the purchase of my waist once again. My smile widens and I grind down into him. “God, I say the same for you.” My eyes trail down to his chest as my hands slide up his arms to rest on his shoulders. “Let me be one with you… Please, my love.” He pleads. I can only nod as a whine escapes my throat. “Not quite. Use those pretty words of yours.” He commands, his hand now holding my chin up to meet his gaze. “Fuck...yes, please, I want you.” I pleaded. In a green flash, all the clothes that withhold my warmth from him are gone, leaving only the two of us in a world all our own. “Perfect little dove, all for me.”
Shadows wrapped around my aching body, soothing and teasing anywhere they could reach. They slowly lifted me onto the tip of his length. All that can be heard throughout the room is a string of curses and gasps for air from us both as he sets a ravenous pace beneath me. “Such a beautiful little thing you are, aren’t you.” He rasped. I feel his entire body tremble, and my eyes squeeze as I slam down on him repeatedly. “Good, just like that.” He praises. “Give in to me.” The two of us grew delirious in the thrill of it all as we grew closer to release. "Loki, please” I begin to beg. “Please let me taste you.” My words were barely sensical as my body ached for him. “Oh God Yes, I am yours to devour.” The shadows dissipate as I nuzzle in his chest, and his pace falters as my fangs graze and puncture his skin. I fed from him feverishly as he ruts into me, his grip on my waist is so tight leaving dark red marks in its wake. I moan in pure ecstasy at the taste and feeling.
Time stands still as we reach the very end. A flurry of moans and whimpers ring between us while satisfaction finally sets in. Tears began to fall from my eyes as the hole in my chest filled with warmth. After coming down from the high, Loki begins to unravel the two of us from the sheets. He lays me beside him, only for me to burrow into his chest once again. His arms wrapped around me, and he hummed sweet nothing into my hair.
After a moment, Loki began to lift me into the air. “While I love nothing more than to stay here with you forever, I fear we must shower, my dear.” I only respond with a muffled whine. “My apologies, my sweet. A bath, then? I fear no one is sleeping anymore anyway.”
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Eternity
Pairing: Vampire Loki x Virgin reader x bucky
Warnings: swearing, angst, hurt feelings, james needs a hug, mentions of alcohol, stalking, smut 18+, loss of virginity, technical character death...but not really I guess....mentions of blood and fangs.
Summary: Loki has a serious conversation with you, as the danger looms closer....
**dividers by: @firefly-graphics
**thank you so so much @mochie85 for listening to my constant rambling and for your unwavering support if this crazy story!! I appreciate you more then you know!! 💚💚💚
Part Seven-
James downed the shot, wincing at the burn In his throat as he tried fruitlessly to drown his feelings. He ran his hands down his face feeling his eyes burn. He wanted to go back, to run as fast as he could in whatever direction Loki was, but the pain was too much, like a hot knife had slashed at his heart. Flashes of nights spent together, limbs tangled together, hands and lips exploring eachother until dawn. He shook his head, wiping his eyes he waved the bartender over when a commotion by the front doors got his attention.
Turning his head he saw a tall cloaked figure pushing another man inside before slamming the door. He squinted in the dim light but couldn't make the man out with the hood covering him. "You are certain this is where he was?" The man bellowed grabbing the other man's collar. "Yeah, this is the place! I swear!" The man pleaded looking up at him. "Very well, I have no further use for you." The cloaked man growled tossing the other aside as he stalked up to the bar. "What can I get you?" The bartender asked nervously "I am looking for someone, a friend of mine." The man said turning his head "he is tall, and slender with long black hair, have you seen him?" The man asked "um no, I haven't seen anyone who looks like that." The bartender replied.
James watched the man sit on the barstool turning to look at the other patrons "hm, get me your strongest whiskey and I shall wait." The man said sternly. James glanced over at him trying to make out who he was, he knew he was looking for Loki, but why. "You there." The man said pointing at him "have you seen the man I described?" The man asked "no, can't say I have." James replied, trying to keep his face passive. The bartender returned with a glass and bottle "leave it." The man growled snatching the bottle before stalking off to a table in the corner. James looked back at the bartender scooting his glass forward when he came over to refill it "hey, you seen that guy before?" James asked glancing back at the man "no, and I'd prefer not to again." The bartender said rushing off to help another patron.
James nursed his drink, trying not to draw attention to himself while keeping an eye on the stranger feeling relieved Loki hadnt come in tonight. He looked at the time seeing sunrise was only a few hours away and got up, paying for his drink before slipping his coat on, whoever this man was he had to tell Loki....warn him. He had heard stories of vampire hunters but had never seen one and something about this man didn't sit right with him. He walked to the door feeling the man's eyes on him, releasing a breath as he made it outside. He zipped up his coat and headed toward the mansion.
You stood at the bottom of the steps looking up at the massive house, remembering the last time you were here. "Darling, after you." Your heard Loki say as you walked up the steps past him into the foyer, jumping slightly feeling his hands on your collar "apologies, I did not mean to startle you." He said sliding your coat down your arms hanging it up. "Would you care for a drink?" He asked watching you "n..no, thank you." You said looking around. "Very well, come." He said walking into the living room. You took a deep breath, following him as he sat in a deep green armchair by the fire. "Please, sit" He said motioning to the chair across from him.
You sat down slowly, looking everywhere but him, pulling your skirt down as far as you could feeling your anxiety rise "Let's begin shall we?" He said crossing one leg over the other "I will try to explain as best as I can." He said. Clearing his throat he looked into your eyes, watching your lashes flutter against your cheeks, the way your skin flushed when you were nervous. "as I mentioned, to sustain my immortality I must drink from you three times, when I...penatrate your skin, my fangs release an enzyme if you will, to help reduce the...effects." He smiled seeing you shiver, did you know what you do to him? "The more enzyme in your blood stream, the more like us you become, I take it you are sensative to light and cannot sleep yes?" He asked "y..yes, as well as the dreams." You said looking up at him seeing him nod, if only you knew you haunted his every thought.
"So, what happens if you don't.." You asked waving your hand bringing him back to reality "then that is as they that." He said with a sad smile. "You'll die?" You asked seeing him nod looking into the fire. "Tell me y/n..what is It that you desire?" He asked, his gaze slowly meeting yours. "I..I don't.." you started as he uncrossed his legs standing up. "what is it you truly want?" He asked, towering over you, running his thumb along your bottom lip, gods how he wanted to devour you "Um, I.." you trailed off, feeling his fingers ghost over your exposed arm "to be touched..." he purred, walking behind the chair, his fingers traveling across your shoulder "to be..caressed.." he whispered in your ear making you shiver. "Tell me.." he said coming to stand in front of you, placing his hands on the arms of the chair caging you in.
"I can show you pleasures beyond your wildest dreams." He purred placing his hands on your knees "do things to you that you've only ever imagined.." he said, his hands slowly sliding up your thighs, pushing your skirt up. You swallowed hard, feeling your face heat up "do not try to deny it darling.." he whispered gently parting your legs "I can feel your heart racing.." he purred, he wondered if you could hear his. Leaning into you, his face inches from yours "I can smell you.." he purred, feeling his fingers dip under the hem of your skirt. "I wish to offer all of that to you...and more." He said, his eyes meeting yours "an eternity...with me, by my side." He said, placing a genlty kiss to your neck, his fingers ghosting over your clothed core making you shiver.
"B...but what about..." you trailed off feeling him nibble your neck "what..your dead end job...your miniscule apartment...those people who call themselves your friends?" He asked pulling back to look at you. "I can give you everything you have ever wanted." He said. You gripped his wrist, a moan escaping your lips feeling him push your panties aside, his fingers slowly rubbing circles around your clit "Tell me...all you need do is say it and it shall be yours." He purred, his lips hovering over yours feeling his warm breath on your lips. "Y..yes..." you breathed, digging your fingers into his wrist feeling his fingers slide down to your entrance "i..I want you..i..want it all." You panted "and you shall have it." He said pressing his lips to yours.
His free hand wound into your hair, gently pulling your head to the side deepening the kiss as he slowly slid a finger inside you hearing you moan. He took the opportunity to press his tongue past your parted lips, caressing yours as your back arched up off the chair. He added a second finger, slowly pumping them in and out as he pulled back looking down at you. Your flushed cheeks, your soft lips puffy and swollen, Gods you drove him mad as he watched you rock your hips with his hand. "Do you wish to come darling?" He purred, adding a third finger watching you head fall back, eyes clenched shut. "Y..yes Loki..please.." you panted, digging your fingers into the arms of the chair.
He watched you come undone, the tightness in his pants becoming unbearable, but he knew what he had to do first. He slipped his fingers from you hearing you whimper "patience darling, there is something we must take care of first." He said grabbing your hand pulling you up. He walked you over to the couch, sitting down he pulled you onto his lap, your thighs on either side of his, you groaned feeling his erection press against your core, rocking your hips against him "you are insatiable aren't you?" He smirked seeing your cheeks flush. "Do not worry darling, I will give you what you need." He purred, pulling your chest flush with his "but first..." he trailed off, opening his mouth you gasped seeing his fangs "I will be gentle, you have my word?" He smiled grabbing the back of your head he guided you closer, placing soft kisses along your jaw down your neck.
He gripped your hair, tilting your head exposing more of your beautiful neck "are you ready darling?" He asked, his tongue licking your pulse point "y..yes im..ready" you stuttered, gripping his shoulders feeling his fangs scrape against your skin. You felt his free hand slide up, cupping your breast, his fingers tweaking your nipple as his fangs punctured your skin making you cry out. He held you tight against his chest, lapping and sucking "Mm you are exquisite." He moaned sucking harder. His hand slid down from your breast, dipping under your skirt he cupped your heat, rubbing you over your panties "f..fuck...loki...aahh.." you moaned, rocking your hips against his palm "come for me darling...let me taste you.." he breathed against your neck.
You felt the tightening in your stomach, every nerve in your body firing at once "that's it..let go darling." He moaned, his palm rubbing faster against your clit. "Oh god....Loki..." you moaned, feeling your orgasms wash over you digging your nails into his shoulders hearing him groan. He pulled back looking up at you, his pupils blown wide you could barely see the green in them, his lips stained red from your blood "y..you are intoxicating." He panted. Your hands dove onto his hair, your mouth engulfing his tasting yourself on his tongue making you moan. "Fuck me Loki..please..I need it...I need you.." you breathed against his lips. He flipped you over, pressing your back into the cushions as he hovered over you. "You are sure?" He asked looking onto your eyes "yes Loki..I'm sure." You said reaching up unbuckleing his belt.
He grabbed the hem of your skirt, pulling it and your panties down your legs tossing them aside as you reached up gripping his shirt ripped it open, hearing buttons fly across the room. "S..sorry..i.." you started, feeling his finger against your lips "do not worry, it's only a shirt." He smiled pulling you up he pulled your shirt over your head, tossing it away with the rest. "No bra...you are naughty aren't you?" He smirked pressing you back down. You watched him slide his shirt down his arms, his muscles flexing under the soft skin. You reached up running a hand down his abs, feeling every muscle flex under your fingers. He unbuttoned his pants, pushing them down when he slowly spread your knees apart, crawling up your body pressing his cock against your entrance. "W..will it hurt" you asked, looking down gasping at his size "look at me darling." He said lifting your chin "I will go slow, tell me if you need to stop" He said cupping your cheek "o..ok." you said wrapping your arms around his back.
You felt him slowly press into you, digging your nails into his back as he stretched you. "Ok darling?" He asked looking down at you "yes..I'm ok." You said lifting your leg onto the back of the couch "almost...there darling, your taking me so well" He panted, pushing further into you. With one hard thrust he bottomed out making you both moan. "How are you feeling?" He asked watching you "im ok..just..move please." You panted wiggling your hips. He leaned down, pressing his lips to yours as he slowly pulled out almost to the tip before pressing back in. "Fuck..your..so tight." He groaned rocking his hips into you "aaahh l..loki.." you moaned, dragging your nails down his back, the pain giving way to pleasure as he thrust into you.
"Are you ready?" He asked snapping his hips hard, hitting the soft spot inside you making you cry out. "Y..yes! I'm ready Loki." You panted, watching him bring his wrist to his mouth, his fangs piercing his skin "and you are certain this is what you want? Once you drink from me you are mine..forever, we will be bonded until one of us meets our end." He said. You looked into his eyes, a warm feeling washed over you..was this love? You cupped his cheek "yes Loki. I am certain." You said seeing him smile. He brought his wrist to your lips, not taking his eyes off of you "all you need do is drink from me, and I am yours." He said. You grabbed his wrist, turning your head you brought it to your lips, sucking gently tasting the warm copper taste on your tongue igniting your senses.
"L..look at me." Loki moaned, snapping his hips hard into making you moan. Your eyes met his as you sucked and lapped at his wrist "y..yes..like that..mm harder.." he groaned griping the arm of the couch with his free hand. "Ahh god...y/n...." he moaned slamming into you hard, your teeth digging into his flesh. "I..I need you to come y/n...i need to feel you.." he groaned. You felt him twitch inside you as you clenched around him. You looked up, seeing his eyes closed, his lips parted hearing him moan, the sight alone tipping you over the edge, your orgasm slammed into you biting down on his wrist. "Fuck...y/n..." he moaned loudly, thrusting in hard, holding himself inside you as he came hard, painting your walls with his release.
"Y/n..." he breathed, leaning down trying to pull his wrist from your lips hearing you groan. "That's enough darling, let go." He said pulling free as you tried to grab at his arm "ah ah, you need to sleep." He said cupping your cheek. "But..I don't feel any different." You said trying to pull his wrist to you again "you will, after you wake. Now sleep darling." He said slowly pulling out of you hearing you whine. He grabbed a blanket from the back of the couch, draping it over you tucking you in. "Loki.." you whispered grabbing his hand "shh. I will be right here when you wake up." He said pushing your hair back. You smiled up at him, feeling your eyelids become heavy as Loki stroked your hair. "That's it darling, sleep." He purred. Stepping back looking down at you he couldn't help smile. You had warmed a part of his heart he thought died long ago.
He grabbed his pants, sliding them on he bent down picking up his shirt, laughing at the way you ripped his buttons off. He slid it on, walking to the bookshelf he grabbed the one he'd been reading before settling back in his green chair by the fire. He wasn't sure how long it would take, but he would make sure he was right there when you woke up.
Loki sat reading when he heard a whimper escape you. He sat his book down, kneeling in front of you seeing you begin to twitch. "It's alright darling, I'm right here." He whispered in your ear hearing you sigh. Holding your hand he felt your heart race in your palm, he looked up seeing the color slowly drain from your face, being replaced by the pale hue his was. He felt you twitch again, your pulse stopping and your skin growing cold as you breathed out. He watched you intently...waiting. a few seconds past and he was becoming nervous when you took a deep breath in, your pulse resuming at a normal rate.
He let out the breathe he was holding as you snuggled further into the blanket. "Sleep well darling." He said kissing your head. He got up, walking to his chair when he heard a knock at the door. He looked at the time seeing it was a few hours still until dawn "who.." he thought waking to the door he looked through the peep hole "no.." he breathed, stepping back staring at the door hearing another knock. He grabbed the knob, steeling his nerves as he opened the door, his eyes meeting warm blue ones. "James.." he sighed, a smile spreading across his face "Loki.." he said. They stood there looking around eachother, words escaping them when James remembered why he was there.
"I need to talk to you, its important." He said as Loki stepped aside "certainly, come in." He said motioning inside. James walked into the foyer looking around, memories playing through his mind when Loki cleared his throat "w..what did you need to discuss?" He asked looking down "Loki, there was.." he started when he heard you from the living room "loki..." you called out making him stiffen. "Oh..i..I'm sorry I didn't.." James started when Loki held his hand up "there is no need to apologize...I'll be right there darling." He called out to you "you were saying. James stared at him, trying to reign I'm his emotions "had he called you darling?" When Loki said his name "what...sorry you were saying?" James asked fidgeting with his hands "you said you needed to talk to me." Loki said stepping closer to him.
"Oh, yes. There was a man tonight.." he trailed off seeing you walk out, the blanket the only thing covering you. He took in your pale skin, the holes in your neck, the blood on your lips "y..you...you turned her?" James asked looking at Loki. His eyes shot to James, trying to find some way to explain "y..yes...I did, but.." loki started when James headed to the door "i..I shouldn't have come. I'm sorry." He said opening the door. "James wait please...do not go." Loki asked coming up behind him. "I only want you to be happy Loki, and it seems now you are, I won't bother you again." He said opening the door "James! Wait..." loki tried but James was already out the door.
Loki sighed leaning on the door "what was that about?" You asked walking up to him. "Nothing darling, I'm exhausted, let's head to bed hmm?" He asked grabbing your hand seeing you smile. He guided you upstairs to the bedroom, making sure the curtains were closed as he led you to the bed "if you wake before me, do not go outside or go near the windows understood?" He asked seeing you nod "I won't." You said climbing in bed. Loki laid down, pulling you to him as you nuzzled your nose into his neck. "Sleep well darling." He said kissing your head "night Loki." You said kissing his neck. He laid there staring at the ceiling, remembering the panicked look in James's face. He decided tomorrow night he was going to take you out to feed and find him....
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No Sacrifice Without Blood
Vampire!Loki x Reader | 1.5k
Your God and Master returns to feed, bringing pleasure as well as pain
Warnings: 18+, Vampire Loki, (mean) Dom!Loki & sub!reader in a high protocol relationship, blood drinking, very dubious consent, implied kidnapping, wax play, anal (including anal play & toys as well as implied anal only), cum play, marking (biting), slapping/spanking.
Divider by @firefly-graphics
Masterlist | Loki Masterlist
It was nightfall, the inky twilight giving way to velvet black and rich purples over the city. And your master stirred.
You’d been up for a few hours already, showering, dressing, lighting candles and preparing for the night when your master would return and you would be alone together in the darkness.
He appeared in front of you in a blur of movement, the dark curtains of his hair settling to frame his piercing blue eyes. It was a shock every time you saw him, ghostly pale, his old fashioned clothing doing nothing to hide the strength of the lean muscle beneath.His eyes flashed as you took in his tall, tense body.
“You’re awake already,” he cooed, pulling you closer, his fingernails digging into you where the artful rips and tears in your clothes revealed the unblemished skin below. “My little snack, good enough to eat.” His teeth grazed your skin, touching enough to send shivers up and down your spine.
“I missed you, Master.” Your voice was high, confused and dizzy, always hazy under his stare, like you’d had too many drinks too fast and didn’t know how to stop.
Your Master grinned, revealing two rows of perfect, pearly teeth and two sharp canines, catching in the candlelight that illuminated the room. Gripping your chin in his large hand, he tilted your face up roughly, squeezing your cheeks into a pout and kissing you firmly. He pulled when his biting kiss drew blood, the single drop appearing on your bottom lip before he licked it away.
“Show me how much you missed me.”
You dropped to your knees in an instant, turning away from him to place your cheek on the floor, and your back dipped, angling your ass into the air. This was how you worshipped your God, supplicant and praying for his touch.
In this position your large collar dug into your shoulder and windpipe, covering the puncture marks that littered your skin. The attached leash had fallen somewhere behind you. He would take it off soon, you hoped, but until then you’d remain prone, a sacrifice, ready for his inspection.
Being a very well-trained familiar, you always wore the clothes your master ordered. Tight, black and rich green, leather and lace, studded with D rings for him to attach leashes and rope, and, crucially, no underwear, to better show off the reason for your prime position as familiar.
Behind you, a single, cold, finger ran up the sole of your foot, taking its time to explore each inch, up to your bent knees and thick thighs before reaching between your legs. Bent as you were, your holes framed by your bite-marked thighs and hips, your Master could see exactly the effect his presence had on you. Dripping onto the cold vinyl floor below, you clenched and twitched to the smallest movement of his hand. He merely laughed in response to your needy moans, taking his exploratory fingers away and replacing them with a harsh smack to your pussy.
“Please!” You cried, already desperate from your time spent away, desiring him, feeling his presence in your blood and his release still buried deep inside of you, butt plug firmly situated, waiting for the next time he felt the urge to bend you over the table.
He didn’t even respond to say no, simply smacked you again and removed his hand, moving around the room. When he returned, you could see the candle, flickering in his hand as it vanished back out of your sight line. The green wax had already started to drip, creating a trail of droplets from the table back to your position on the floor.
“Be still,” he ordered, placing the toes of his boot against your leash and pulling back until it was taut. Your head moved too, trying to move with the leash and failing, your body angled painfully, tight and unbalanced, but at least you could see him.
The icy veins that ran up the alabaster skin of his arm bulged as he moved, wax stuck to his fingers like icing from a cake, unnoticed but stark against his otherwise perfect skin.
You watched, rapt as the candle titled, the wax forming a languid drop before falling onto your skin. The first drop always felt the worst, hot and shocking, but, like being spanked, it became a welcome, spreading, warmth as each further drip started to coat your lower back, over the curves of your hips and bottom, and down the backs of your thighs. Mercifully, he had left the delicate area between your legs alone, this time.
The wax started to cool, forming a crackling second skin. Your master knelt behind you, running a nail between the wax and your body, patching the cracked areas with barely felt globs of wax, that he fingered from the still burning candle.
He placed it by your face, your eyes following the hypnotic dance of the flame, your body feeling light again as he eased the plug from your puffy, cum filled hole. It spilt out, stark white against the dark wax and he pushed it back in, rubbing it against your skin and licking the trickle that ran down your leg.
Placing the glass plug carefully on the floor, he bent over you, his metal tie pin around his leaving freezing spots of lightning against your taut back, unwarmed by his body. His fingers grazed over your collar, reaching for the padlocked buckle at the back of your neck and releasing the lock with a twist of the key he kept wrapped around his wrist.
Free from the pressure of the thick leather, you sucked in a deep breath and he watched, eyes narrowed as your jugular throbbed with every beat of your heart.
Your heart beat between your legs too, acutely aware of how he could sense every change in your mood. His lips brushed the sensitive skin around your hole, licking away his own cum and leaving kisses, nipped into the soft flesh, so they stung and made you sigh all at once.
A rough growl escaped him and he flipped you over effortlessly, spreading your thighs and pushing your knees back until you were almost folded in half.
From his vantage point above you, he could see you clench again, his cum still running in rivulets onto the floor and pooling beneath you. The wax that had coated you cracked and splintered, leaving you surrounded by shards and splatters, like leaves in the forest.
Your heart beat faster and he brought the candle closer again, playing with the flame in his fingers, watching them turn black and then pink again as his skin healed. Silently, he held the candle above you.
“Are you frightened, my delicious little pet?” he questioned, tipping the candle enough that a blob of wax dangled over your spread lips, and then pulled back.
You had been, once, the first time he’d brought you here, but as soon as his teeth had pierced your skin there had been no more worries, there hadn’t been anything. Just him, just Loki, your Master, your God. Any harm he caused would be healed just as quickly, you had no reason to be concerned, it was only fleeting -
“No, I’m - MASTER!” you screamed, the wax hitting your sensitive bud and flowing like lava between your lips, cooling quickly. He let another drop fall, coating your pussy and legs, sealing your arousal inside and leaving only your clenching, abused hole free.
“Good.” He set the candle down next to your face again, now burnt to a stub and dying with each puff of breath you let out.
You were starting to feel cold without the plug. The wax sealing your skin provided some comfort, but you were still so exposed, so open, so -
“Needy pet, let me help you.” He pushed the head of his cock against your hole, as cold as the metal had been when he’d inserted it earlier.
He sank in quickly, taking no time for you to adjust to his speed, setting a preternatural pace that had you scrabbling your short nails against the floor, trying to anchor yourself as he drove you backwards with the force of his thrusts. The wax covering your clit started to crack, creating enough friction to push you towards a frenzied, desperate release.
Sensing the change in your heartbeat, he grabbed your throat, turning you to the side and exposing the bulging vein running up the length of your neck. In a swift movement, he bent his head, latching his sharp teeth into your skin and spilling your blood into his mouth, sucking hard enough to lift you from the floor.
It was euphoric, being bitten. A delirious smile spread across your face as he finished inside of you, refilling your empty belly after so much had spilt during his inspection.
He moved the glass butt plug and moved it outside of your field of vision and then back, blunt and firm, stretching you open until your hole tightened about its base.
"Delicious, as always," he hummed, licking the wound until it sealed, joining the other healing puncture wounds that decorated your neck.
And then he was gone as quickly as he'd arrived, wax, cum and blood the only bed you had to lie in, satiated, spent, so empty and so full.
#loki fic#loki fanfiction#loki marvel#loki laufeyson#loki x female reader#loki x reader#loki laufesyon x reader#loki/reader#dom!loki#Vampire!Loki#Loki smut#Loki pwp#Loki/You#Loki x You
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Below is a list of current wips that you can expect from me in the near future <3 I do write slow, but I'm working on these as fast as I can <3
Drabbles/One-shots:
"You're a mess"/"I'm not a mess."/"I can tell you've been crying." & "Let me kiss it better" - Knight! Bucky x Queen! Reader - A + F
"Choose me" - Bucky - A
"Choose me" & "let me hear you make that sound again" - Biker! Bucky - A + S
"You were supposed to be different. They were supposed to be wrong about you, but they were right. They were so fucking right." - Bucky w/ morally gray reader - A
"Keep your pretty eyes on me." and "You shouldn't be out here by yourself." -Vampire! Bucky x Human! Reader - A + S + (version 2)
"You know my door is always open for you, right?" and "You're already wet sweetheart." - Bucky w/ kinky virgin reader - F + S
"You know my door is always open for you, right?" and "You're already wet sweetheart" - Stephen Grant - F + S
"Don't go where I can't follow. . . I thought I lost you." - Bucky - A
"Why didn't you say how bad it was?" - Steve Rogers - A
"Come get me? I miss you" - Loki - F
"Is that my shirt?" & "Keep your pretty eyes on me." - Bucky - F + S
"Don't go where I can't follow… I thought I lost you" & "You're exhausted honey. Go back to sleep." - Nomad! Steve Rogers - A + F
"What are we doing?"/"Why are you doing this?" - Miguel O'Hara - A
"Can I hold your hand?" - Miguel O'Hara - F
"You're not as bad as everyone says you are." - Mob! Steve - F
"Will you taste this? Tell me if I'm missing anything?" - dealers choice - F
"You were supposed to be different. They were supposed to be wrong about you, but they were right. They were so fucking right."- Mob! Steve - A
DBF!Bucky x College!Reader - A
Series/AUs:
Boxer! Miguel x PR! Reader - A + F + S
This one will be more of an AU then a series I think, but I'm still working on it.
Miguel's boxing career is starting to pick up, and that means you, as his public relations specialist, are to insure that the people love him. You also make sure he doesn't take any fights he isn't ready for. However, when another boxer by the name of Kron Stone openly challenges Miguel, and Miguel accepts, you have to come to terms that what you know may ruin the trust he has in you.
Mafia-Dilf! Miguel x Dance-teacher! Reader - A + F + S
Everyone was terrified of Miguel O'Hara, the most powerful man in the city. But you knew better. To you, he was just a single dad trying to raise and protect his daughter, bringing her to your dance class every week. That is until someone looking for Miguel shows up at your studio, and Miguel takes it upon himself to protect you from outside forces, showing you just what kind of a man truly he is.
Bucky Barnes x Dream-witch! Reader - A + F + S
Looking for something to aide in his sleepless nights, Bucky searches weeks for you, the dream witch of New York. You're known for helping vets with ptsd have terrorless nights and sometimes, if they're lucky, they actually have pleasant dreams. What Bucky didn't expect, was for you to be so captivating, or for him to open up so easily around you. But to have the powers you do, you've got to be more than just a mutant, right?
Bucky Barnes x single!pregnant!reader (neighbor AU) - A + F + S
This one will be more of an AU rather than a series.
You moved into your small apartment alone and nervous, with a broken heart and a little one on the way, just wanting to be the best mom you can. Lucky for you, your neighbor is the sweetest man in the world and has offered to help you out when you need it. It doesn't hurt that he's the most attractive man you've ever met. But you don't have time for a relationship with anyone, you need to prepare for the baby.
tagging some mutuals below to spread the word <3
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ASMR | Marvel - Loki x Listener Assuring Loki His Frost Giant Form Is Beautiful [N!SFW Exclusive Patreon Preview]
[GF4A M4A] [Dom/Switch top listener] [Established relationship] [Listener genitalia not-specified so could be penetrating with their cock or a strap-on] [Jotun/Frost Giant Loki] [Shapeshifting - Loki has a vulva] [Vaginal penetration on speaker] [Insecurities] [Reverse Comfort] [Praise] [Light bratting (it's Loki, he can't help it, he's trying)]
This month's second Patreon fledgling tier exclusive spicy audio. I combined pieces of different requests for this: Rio Pornoglyph asked for "a Loki x Listener audio where both parties are very insecure about their bodies that hinders them being intimate with one another. Moreso Loki being insecure about his Jotun form, which his partner was interested in seeing." and multiple requests from previous months for submissive and/or insecure Loki.
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Custom audio commissions are open!
Full public spicy audios on sound gasm (link in pinned post).
2 Exclusive spicy audios on Patreon every month.
I also stream on Twitch every week @ dervampireprince .
[minors + ageless blogs dni. this blog is for 18+ only.]
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BunBun's Spooptober Collection
My very first spooky challenge! I'm so excited to share these works with all of you <3
A/N - This was heavily inspired by and is in a way a tribute to Hozier's new album "Eat Your Young." <3
October 6. - In The Woods Somewhere
Vampire!Bucky x Reader
October 13. - To Be Alone With You
Loki x Reader x Muse!Hozier
October 20. - Sunlight
Sun God!Steve x Reader
October 31. - To Someone From A Warmer Climate
Witch!Reader x Demon!Lee Bodecker
#Spooptober#october writing challenge#Vampire!Bucky#Bucky x Reader#Loki x Reader#Hozier x Reader#Steve Rogers x Reader#Lee Bodecker x Reader#bucky barnes#loki#hozier#steve rogers#lee bodecker#marvel#the devil all the time
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Your post asking for requests was tagged marvel soo
Loki with a Vampire!reader (I don’t mind any gender reader, I’m getting mixed signals for ur preference) (also don’t mind platonic or romantic)
Im finna kms I deleted all my progress. I was so close to giving up im telling yall when I deleted it on accident I was gonna give up
LOKI X MALE VAMPIRE READER
His father used to tell his brother and him stories about vampires. Loki thought they were just myths until he became a teenager.
He was walking around in the aftermath of a battle his kingdom had fought and noticed something about some of the warriors. Some of their limbs were missing like they were bitten off and how some of them bodies were like they had their life drained away. And bite marks on their necks and arms,
Loki told his brother and father about the strange bodies but they brushed it off as something normal and told Loki to man up. Loki didn't just brush it off he studied more about vampires and their history.
TIMESKIP FEW WEEKS LATER
Loki was walking around the forest to clear his head after another argument with his father. Once he turns a corner he smells blood and walks towards the scent. He stops dead in his tracks when hes sees a man crouched down covered in blood sucking on the body's hand. Loki takes out his dagger and walks up slowly behind the man and raises it and strikes down. The man turns quickly and takes the dagger and stands up and heads butts Loki. The man swiftly kicks Loki onto the ground quickly getting on Loki and pinning his hands on the ground.
"GET OFF OF ME! I am Loki! Prince of Asgard and future king!" Once Loki mentioned the prince of Asgard the man quickly got off of him and flew away. Loki stayed on the ground speechless he never had been over powered so easily and how good the man looked.
Loki quickly went home and skipped the dinner and went straight into his room and took a bath. Once he walked out of the bathroom he looked at his desk and saw a box sitting there.
He walked over to it and opened it and picked up what was inside. It was two hands one holding some flowers and the other a note. Loki ripped it open and began to read it.
Dear prince Loki,
I would like to apologize for tonight. One for attacking a royal like you and not looking my best in front of you my prince. You caught me when I was eating and it was all messy. I would have tried to get less blood on me and my body so I can look like I have some sense. But you caught me in one of my cannibalistic moments. Please accept the flowers as an apology for me overpowering you.But you should also hope you don't come across my path eating again cause maybe I won't be so nice - Love the man in the forest.
Loki read the letter as the flashed back of you fighting him replayed in his mind burned in forever.
TIMESKIP WEEKS LATER
His father hosted an event for all allied tribes and kingdoms to gather and party. For another successful war won. Loki was standing by himself minding his business until he saw a handful of women walk up to a man. At first he didn't think much until some goddess came towards him and the princess. So he had to turn around to see who the guy was. His heart dropped When he saw the man's face again. Even though it was weeks ago he can still remember it like it was yesterday. His body had been caught in a paralyzed state He couldn't hear anything besides the man and his voice. "My name is Y/n from the L/n tribe" the man says towards the woman but using his powers so he can hear him. Y/n excuses himself from the women and walks past Loki with a smirk
"I think we're gonna be good friends." Y/n says into Loki mind.
#x male reader#marvel x male reader#loki laufeyson#loki x male reader#x vampire male reader#the bear club
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Tenebrous - Loki (AU) - Epilogue
Pairings: Vampire! Professor Loki x Fem!Reader, Bucky x Loki x Reader
Characters: Loki, Reader, Bucky Barnes, Stephen Strange, Baron Zemo, Other OCs
Warnings: witch-vampire bonds, coven dynamics, blood drinking, emotional, swearing, mild sm/ut
Word Count: 1.5k || Dividers: @firefly-graphics
Chapter Twenty || Main Masterlist || Fic Masterlist || My AO3
Epilogue
One and a Half Year Later.
Nia squeals in anticipation. Loki and Bucky stand from their seats the loudest hoots and cheers from their seats.
Stephen Strange is all smiles as he reads out Y/N’s name. Emery holds up her degree beaming brightly at their friend.
Y/N walks across the stage, heart full of happiness and love, finally completing her degree. The thick folder graces her hands. Happy tears as her fingers trace the university’s embossed logo.
She meets them all outside, her parents travelling for the ceremony. They are all smiles and full of brimming pride. Some relationships still stung but she no longer focused upon the hurt. Instead she chose to move ahead, onto the brighter people who flooded love and light into her life.
The bonds tug at her, she turns away from her parents. Loki and Bucky dressed in suits walking towards her holding a bouquet of flowers each. Nia takes the degree from her hands, recording the video as her best friend runs towards her mates.
Loki and Bucky hold onto her as she hugs the both of them, “I did it!” She cheers, laughing.
“You did it, love.” Loki kisses her cheek.
“We’re so proud of you.” Bucky kisses her other cheek.
They embrace for a while longer before they part but not too far, always close enough.
“Flowers for our little graduate.” They beam at her, basking in the happiness that resonates through their own chests.
“Thank you.” She kisses their cheeks.
Bucky frowns, “What no real kisses?” He pouts, making her roll her eyes.
“Such demanding professors.” She shakes her head but stands on her tiptoes to kiss Bucky and then Loki.
Bucky cups her cheek, his rings cool against her jaw, “Wasn’t that hard was it, Poetess?”
“You’re an insatiable vampire, Warlock.” Loki murmurs, making the two laugh.
“I hope you all will attend dinner.” Emery reminds as they make their way through the crowd. Their coven members nod. It was a small coven but was their family.
“On our way there.” Loki assures, heading to where Y/N’s parents stood with Bucky to guide them to the dinner venue.
Nia waits back with Y/N.
“I’m happy you made it back for graduation.” Y/N loops her arm through Nia’s. The vampire smiles at her best friend.
“I wouldn’t miss it.”
“How are you doing?”
“Today is about you.” Nia reminds.
“Yes, then I demand to know about my best friend.” Y/N argues.
Nia shakes her head, “Ditched the alcohol, had meaningless hookups, trekked up the highest mountains, deep dived the deepest oceans, travelled alone and with acquaintances. However, my cloud bed is the most comfortable.”
“You miss sleeping the most don’t you?” Y/N chuckles, Nia groans longingly.
“So much but now I’m back permanently. How are you coping with the longer stay in Romania?” Nia changes the subject.
“I’m excited, we went there during Christmas, Bucky is eager to begin restoration on the house.” Y/N smiles, “I’m happy, he can help the place heal.”
“So he’s a high priest now?”
“Well technically, Moonmy–,”
“The moon who is also your mom.” Nia adds with a laugh.
“Yes so when the transfer occurred, Moonmy intervened right? We presume Bucky is now part Celestial since he did retain his magick as a vampire. He has a recruit too, the star tattoo apparently is a guide to this new coven. The recruit also lost his coven to Alexander. Bucky thinks he’s probably going to get more members who are from lost covens.” Y/N explains, Nia nods.
The entire discovery of Bucky being a High Priest worried them, but with the retention of his powers and his own drive to want to make things easier for other witches and warlocks cemented the fact that he is fit for the role.
The intention to honour his own lost coven, by rebuilding the ruined home in Romania was one of the first few steps in the process of setting forth the path of the type of High Priest he wanted to be for the coven.
Bucky gazes across the great hall, easily finding his mate in conversation with Nia. Loki hands him a paper cup with the switched out drink.
“Professor.” Loki teases, Bucky shakes his head and takes a sip.
“Is this ever going to get old?” Bucky muses, making Loki chuckle.
“You’re the youngest person to be recruited in the History Department’s history. It will always amuse me.”
“Though I do have a smidge of regret not being able to hold the position for longer, given our upcoming move.” He sighs, looking down at the drink and then across the hall.
Loki observes Bucky looking at Y/N.
“She is happy about the decision, excited even.” Loki assures his mate.
“I know I can feel it, sometimes I worry however if it will serve as a reminder of what she could not have despite being a witch.” The warlock-vampire traces the rim of the glass.
“James, if by some miracle she could have a kind High Priest as you she would have loved her powers and felt more connected to her heritage. I know you would have made her feel accepted and safe.” Loki’s lips brush over his temple.
Bucky nods, “I would have made her feel as safe and accepted and loved as she needs.”
The two watch as Y/N makes her way over to them, her plate stacked with the small sandwiches she enjoyed and chatting animatedly with Nia about their post graduation trip to explore Europe before heading to Romania.
“Maybe I’ll come with you guys to Romania, to help out.” Nia suggests at the end of the night as they are walking into the house.
Loki and Bucky walk behind them conversing about the furniture shipments and when they will be arriving at the Romanian Coven House.
“You could, yes.” Y/N smiles, “It will be fun!”
The door opens before they ring it and Nia pauses midstep, a soft tickle on her forearm moves upwards as though a spider climbing up her skin. A soft wisp of a web string.
Nia looks up from her forearms to the man standing at the door.
His brown eyes accentuated by his glasses, hair floppily messed up. He smiles at her and then his lips part when their gazes lock.
“H-how?” Nia questions, Y/N only smiles recognising the emotions playing across both their features.
“A gift from Moonmy.” Bucky explains as they head inside.
“Peter, this is Nia, Nia this is Peter. He’s from New York City.” Y/N introduces.
“Your favourite city.” Peter vocalises her thoughts.
“Yes…” Nia looks at Loki.
“You deserve to be happy Nia.” Bucky says holding his hand out to Y/N, “The patio is very cosy this time of night.”
Y/N takes her mate’s hand and enters the home, the three of them allow the young warlock and vampire to have moments alone.
Peter blushes, scratching the back of his neck, his rings gleam in the soft light.
“Do all warlocks wear rings?” Nia walks closer.
“It is part of our aesthetic.” Peter chuckles.
“Cute.”
“You’re cute.”
Peter raises a brow, “Cute? I can change that.”
“Change what?”
“Your thoughts that they're cute.”
“How so?” Nia raises a brow.
Peter smirks, “The way you want to change my thinking that you are cute.”
Nia rolls her eyes, but leads him towards the patio.
Three and A Half Years Later
Y/N opens her eyes, her mates are near. She can tell from their amplified scents alone. Sitting up, her gaze falls to her hands. There is a small crescent on her right wrist. Her eyes move to Bucky; he stands at the door with Loki.
He holds up his wrist, his mark now missing but placed onto her.
“Baby vampire and baby witch.” Loki explains, handing her the bottle of blood. She drinks it eagerly, the snow outside picks up. Then more till her hunger satiates, the bonds thrum stronger.
The house withstands the storm better after the renovation. Bucky admires the mark on her wrist, he would give her initiation she deserves, the patience, the care. He would do everything for her and they have all the time to hone her skills.
Her eyes move to the ottoman, the small pillow on it, her gaze narrows. Urging for it to levitate, it does.
“I get a do over?” Her focus breaks and her mates move to her, smiling as they cup her cheek and run their fingers through her hair.
“You’re going to get the initiation you deserve, Poetess.” Bucky assures.
“Also having vampire sex with a High Priest is very scandalous.” Loki playfully adds, Y/N giggles as Bucky rolls his eyes.
“You enjoy every moment.”
“True, I do.”
“So what would you like to do first, Witchling?” Loki gestures to the door.
“The two of you?” Her eyes grow dark and the red rims surround her irises.
Her two mates follow suit, to the first night of forever.
A.N: thank you for sticking around💖
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Me choosing men
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Friend: apart from the fact that he is fictional, I can't be sure of your judgment when it comes to men.
Me: the men I like are hot you can't deny that.
Friend: yeah, but are we going to ignore the fact that they've KILLED people before?
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Lie Again
Synopsis: Loki leaves a mortal lover in the year 1820, his life takes a huge turn when she reappears centuries later at a Stark Industries party.
Pairing: Loki x Vampire Reader
Warnings: SA, Slight Angst
Word Count: 2059
A/N: Been a whole ass while since I've written anything (so I'm sure this won't turn out THAT well), and I'm fully aware I haven't kept a lot of promises being that I have fanfics that are unfinished, but I just really had to put this ideaa out there. Y/A means Your/Alias by the way. I didn't know how to put it out in words so---
They’ve met before. A century ago, but the god never bothered to think of even pursuing his intentions and left one night, knowing she was a mortal - and her aging would only be nothing but pain for the both of them. What would seem like a sad memory for him, a heartbreak to be carried over years was the beginning of her vexation, the origin of her search for immortality, the beginning of her quest to look him in the eyes and torment him with her presence, to make him remember the night he left.
Her skin devoid of oils, powder to touch under its light, eyes forever sparkling, gaze captivating - aura intoxicating, no longer was she a damsel in distress, a desperate lover. Y/A walked toward the towel draped on the back of her chaise lounge, dripping wet, naked. She covered herself and approached the balcony, wondering where her feet would drag her for tonight’s feast. She’s heard about him, back on what he calls Midgard, and for a while she hasn’t interfered. It felt like she could never solo the moments, she waited until everything calmed. She knew just how to brew the perfect storm for him, if he ever remembered her. She hoped, but even so, just in case he didn’t, she’d make herself remarkably unforgettable.
“How is it that you always look at the sky when you’re with me?” She looked up at him, her head resting on his lap. “Already eager for Heimdall to throw that rainbow lifeline and go back to pleasing daddy?” She reaches her hand up to caress his jaw when he catches it before she could touch his skin.
“Don’t ever talk about my father, I doubt he’s done parading his golden child around to take over his throne.” He feigned disinterest, but she knew more than anything how much weight the issue holds on him.
She pulls him by the collar and kisses him, distracting him from whatever thought it might’ve triggered. It was how Y/N knew to cope, not knowing how to react by listening but by using her body. Loki noticed this, but didn’t mind, he didn’t want to pry what made her this way. She avoided almost any serious conversations with it.
He knew staying longer in Midgard than usual was already chipping away his chances of getting on his father’s good side, and he has been debating over staying with Y/N, she was a mortal for Asgard’s sake. She would never be able to align with his father’s ideals. And he’d only put her in danger, or so that’s what he thought, and maybe he was just trying to soothe himself into making decisions that he thinks is righteous, but this has been a plan of his for a while now. He loved her, but his rationality came in the way of it. His panic has taken over his body, and staying in 1820 Midgard didn’t feel sustainable.
That night, he left. Leaving only a snake pin for her to remember him by, emerald in gold as small as the half of his thumb. Y/N woke up clutching it, crying, not able to process what it meant. Maybe she knew but just couldn’t believe it, but before she could process any of it, the door swung open, a group of men violently entered and grabbed each of her hands. She’s heard of the crimes happening downtown, but never anticipated being a victim herself. One of the men put a dirty cloth over her mouth and tied it behind her head. She felt her skirt rise up, her heart was beating so fast, her brain couldn’t process anything at all. She was thrusted from one heartbreak to another. Her eyes settled above, her gaze looking at the sky and fixated on it, counted the stars and felt as if her body was not her own, that she wasn’t the one experiencing the violations being done to the body she’s currently in. That she’s a passenger in her own skin.
“I like this one, not a screamer.” one of the men said to the other, one of them licked her neck, but she’s already blocked the whole ordeal, nothing but the night sky.
It had to be today, no matter how much time didn’t seem to bother her anymore. The need for urgency, seeing as how she’s lived for centuries and realized she has all the time in the world. But apparently he’s one of them now, a hero. A reformed villain. How ironic, the turns of his life. From desperately trying to win his father, to becoming a selfish, entitled god, to a version of his own making - a saint. Unfair. Y/A found it ridiculous. But she was hungry, and dinner hasn’t arrived, so she guesses she’ll make a night of it.
One of her pets informed her of a sighting, but to be honest, she’s got Loki’s routines to a tee. Not only was she immortal and bound by blood to live, but she could control and communicate with animals. Along with that came the strength not as strong as a god but well enough to defeat a handful humans in one seating.
“Game time” she told herself as she got ready, wearing a sleek emerald dress, his snake pin, altered to be an earring. She pulled her hair back revealing a scar, a bite and put on perfume on the back of each of her ears and wrists.
Today’s the anniversary of Stark Industries, it would be wrong if someone who’s lived as long as she has to not have accumulated great wealth over the years, she took her invitation and put it in her purse. She was so ecstatic to be there, to see if tonight will be the night. She was feeling promiscuous. A smirk plastered on her face as she got in the car.
When she arrived at the event hall, eyes followed her, turning away from their private conversations and looking in her direction. What good is a vampire without the power of persuasion to lure in a couple of drinks to quench her thirst? Her movement was slow and cold, oh these mortals are so giddy with life, she thought. It must feel so stressful to fear that any moment your life would end. But then she’s gotten so used to being alone, that her life hasn’t found its meaning at all, it felt like she was living for revenge, For the power she holds, she uses for anyone who dares touch another human without their consent. And no matter how much time has passed, unfortunately, humans have not evolved their primitive ways.
In less than no time, a super soldier named Bucky Barnes appeared, brooding and keeping to himself. She wondered how the blood of an enhanced human like him would taste.That would be interesting, but so would a god’s. In the corner of her eye, she could spot Pepper Potts, a business associate, she only ever knew Y/A from seeing her signature finalized on big contracts but never had the luxury of having a conversation with her. Y/A would like to keep it that way, but for tonight, she’d make an exception. Before Pepper could approach her, there he was, as dazzling as the day he betrayed her. She grabbed champaign from a tray that passed her, and lifted it up to her lips as she continued her gaze.
“Y/A! So nice to finally have you join us” Pepper chimes. Y/A gives her a kiss on the cheek, flashing her emerald and gold snake earring. The reflection was so surreal, the light bounced and caught his eye. His chest felt heavy, it can’t be. It must’ve been an heirloom by now, or an antique gotten from an auction. He looked to see Y/A’s smug look. She was talking to Pepper, but for some reason he knew as well as Y/A did, that her sly smile was for him. He was caught unprepared, it's impossible. It can’t be, she can’t be here, how? Loki debated on a lookalike, on a terrifying spot on lookalike, or a granddaughter - that could happen, right? Before his legs could wake up from the coma they were in, the second he looked back at her direction she was gone. He ran up to Pepper to ask where her companion went but even she didn’t know. A rush of worry and confusion crept up his mind, he needed an explanation or else he’d believe he was losing his mind.
He looked around, desperately. He wanted to conjure multiple versions of him to search for her. He knows he won’t be able to sleep until he gets to the bottom of it. A couple more steps and there it was, the reflection of light. Light that could only come from the pin he gave her. It seemed like miles before he could reach where it came from and when he did, he saw it on top of the bar counter, the wearer gone. Loki couldn’t believe his eyes, someone must be playing tricks on him. It’s impossible. So few only knew about her, even his brother did not dare ask who he frequently visited Midgard centuries ago. It felt like such a cruel joke, but a joke he nonetheless felt he deserved to be toyed with.
“Did you see the person who left this?” He asked the tender, he shook his head and continued to concoct drinks. Once again, Loki was clouded in agony, emotions came rushing and he couldn’t place it. He returned to where Pepper was, and asked her who she was conversing with earlier, how he could reach her and every little detail he could give her. Pepper at first joked about having a little crush before saying anything, but the torment in his face made her worried and suddenly she could understand that he knew her, in one form or another.
“I only met her in person today, she usually just signs contracts and has people do her work for her. I’m surprised she even came, she’s been absent for forever, we almost didn’t send her an invite.” Pepper quipped. “I’m sorry Loki, but as much as I’d like to help you, I only know her company building address, and I’m sure she doesn’t even step foot in it. Worth a shot though.”
“Thanks Pepper, sorry to bug you with all this.”
“No problem… Are you sure you’re alright?” A look of concern washed her face.
“No, yes - I will be. Thank you.”
“I’ll leave you to it, but please, enjoy the night, I’m sure she’s still here somewhere.”
“I hope so.” Loki ends the conversation and steps out into the crowd, once again in search of her. But hours pass and she still hasn’t made a reappearance. His feet settled at the balcony, head in the direction of the night sky. He was ready to claim the whole situation as a nightmare, a terrible prank, it just couldn’t be real. Even with his chat with Pepper, and the different name she told him, it just couldn’t be her.
He pulled out the pin and stared at it, for a second he caught himself praying. A god, praying, he laughed at himself. He was tossing it up and down, playing as he gathered his thoughts when a crow swooped in and caught it by its beak.
“Damn it!” He shouted as he tried to lean forward to get it back even when he knew he wouldn’t be able to reach it. The bird flew interestingly in a disciplined manner, as if it had a specific direction it had to land on. Loki’s eyes followed it, heart beating out of his chest, and that’s when he felt it stop for a second. The crow landed on someone’s bare shoulder, a woman with an emerald dress. Her hand held out to catch the pin, and put it back on her ear. It can’t be, Loki thought. But there she was. Her head lifted, looking up in his direction, he wasn’t sure if she smirked, everything felt surreal. She then turned around and got into a limo. The crow flying out of a window as if it just accomplished an important mission.
“Y/N.” Loki breathed.
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Eternity...
Pairing: Vampire Loki x virgin reader
Warnings: flirting, innuendos, smut, bathroom sex (not graphic), unprotected sex, biting, mentions of blood, swearing, mentions of alcohol.
Summary: Every hundred years, Loki must find a virgin to claim to maintain his immortality, but he didn't expect to find you.....
Part one-
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Loki woke to a knock on his door, watching his familiar walk in opening the curtains "Master, it's time to get ready, you need to eat." He said sitting on the bed next to him. "Must I James? Can I not just stay here?" Loki asked, trailing his fingers up James' arm. "Master, you fed from me two nights ago, I need to recover." James said standing "besides, you have less then two months left to secure a prospect and you haven't even looked yet" James said going to the closet.
"That is not true, I have been searching. I have yet to find what I need." Loki said sitting up. "Oh? How hard have you tried?" James asked laying the black suit on the bed. "This isn't the 17th century anymore James, I can't just walk down the street and find a virgin." Loki said grabbing his robe. "Mortals don't have the same morals they used to, they'll sleep with anyone now." Loki huffed tieing his robe. "Well, you'll just have to try harder." James said crossing his arms hearing Loki sigh.
He walked over, grabbing Loki by the shoulders, turning him towards him "you know as well as I why this is so important, the hundred years is almost at a close and we are running out of time." James said looking into his emerald eyes. "Yes, yes I know, I just....I don't know if I will find one in time." Loki said "You will, have faith. And I will do everything I can. Now, get ready, I will return shortly." James said bowing his head leaving. Loki sighed, heading to the bathroom showering, trying to think of a plan.
He came out, toweling his hair off, slipping into his suit he straightened his tie seeing James walk in. "Your tie is always crooked." He said laughing slapping Loki's hand away "Well, if I could look in a mirror it may be a bit easier" Loki laughed as James stepped back looking at him. "Mm..you look good enough to fuck." James hummed "You have, now let's go." Loki said walking out grabbing his jacket and scarf. "Where are we off to tonight?" Loki asked opening the front door. "There's a new club that just opened, Stardust. With the grand opening there should be loads of people, maybe we'll get lucky and find you a virgin." James said grabbing the keys as Loki nodded.
He climbed in the back seat as James drove to the club. He was getting hungry and and knew he needed to feed soon or he wouldn't be able to control himself. James pulled up, getting out to open the door for him. "Stay close, I'll need you as soon as I find someone suitable." Loki said leaning in while James nodded. They walked in, the bass vibrating the floor, seeing the flood of people on the dancefloor. "Let's head to the bar." James yelled seeing Loki nod. Loki watched as bodies swayed around the floor, grinding against eachother. The smell of alcohol and sweat filled the room. He was getting ravenous, he needed to find someone and quick.
"Hey handsome, what's your name?" He heard a woman ask, coming up next to him. "Does it matter?" He smiled sipping his drink "not really, you here with anyone." She giggled, running a hand up his arm. "I am now." He winked as she smiled. They talked for a few minutes while she wrapped a piece of his hair around her finger "I would love to take you somewhere private and.....get to know you better." He winked, seeing her blush. She grabbed his hand, dragging him behind her they headed to the restrooms, passing several people making out in the hallway.
Just as they were about to go in, a woman came out running into Loki "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there." She said looking up into his eyes. "It is quite alright." He smiled down at her. "Hey, get outta here, he's mine." The woman next to him said as you looked down "s...sorry again." You said scurrying off. When you walked past he caught scent of something.....different. He looked at James who had been right behind them "Her, It's her, I can smell it." Loki said seeing James nod. "Are we gonna fuck or what?" The woman asked as Loki looked at her. "After you." He smiled opening the door. "Keep an eye on her, don't lose her." Loki gritted as he walked in the restroom closing the door.
He lead the woman into a stall, pressing her against the wall lifting her legs around his waist "You want me to fuck you hm? Is that what you want?" He asked unbuttoning his pants "God yes, fuck me hard." She said reaching up to kiss him "ah ah I don't kiss darling." He tutted. She shrugged, latching her lips to his neck as he plunged into her, making her cry out. "Does that feel good hm? You like fucking strangers in the toilet hm?" He gritted, slamming into her as she panted and moaned. "God yes....yeeess" she moaned. He leaned forward, placing kisses on her neck, feeling her begin to squeeze around him "h..harder....Please." She moaned as he picked up his pace.
He felt his release building, nibbling on her neck. He could smell the blood pumping through her veins, his fangs popping out, needing to dig into her flesh. "Come for me, now!" He growled. She yelled out as he bit hard into her neck, sucking hard, they always tasted better at the height of climax, the endorphins surging through them. He held her head to his mouth as he fed, pumping into her chasing his release. "Holy shit you feel good." She moaned as he slammed into her hard, holding himself there as he reached his climax.
He pumped into her a few more times, lapping up any blood that had escaped, licking over the two puncture holes, slowly easing out of her setting her down. He buttoned his pants, wiping his lips "You'll need to eat something, and drink plenty of water." He smiled as she swayed back and forth. He looped his arm around her waist, fixing her dress he walked her out of the restroom "here, take her she needs to sit down." Loki told James looking around "where is she?" He asked "she's at a table in the corner, she's with a few people." James said grabbing the woman leading her down the hall.
Loki went to the bar, grabbing a drink he slowly made his way around the room. "There you are my little virgin." He smiled, sitting a few tables down. He watched you sip your drink. You seemed uncomfortable, out of place. "Hey, are you gonna come dance?" He heard someone ask you. "No I'm fine, maybe later." He heard you say. He leaned back, crossing one leg over the other watching you. He had to admit you were beautiful, and so shy when you ran into him. He could feel himself getting hard again remembering the encounter in the hall.
James pulled out a seat sitting down next to him "that's the one James, I need her." Loki smiled watching you fidget with your glass. "I don't know, she's pretty quiet, do you think you can woo her in three months?" James asked looking at Loki "my dear James, do you doubt me?" Loki asked leaning forward. He looked between her and Loki "doubt you? Never. But her, she's going to be difficult." He said sipping his drink. "I always did love a challenge." He smirked leaning back again. "I'll go talk to her friend and see what I can find out." James said seeing Loki nod. "Let the hunt begin." He whispered smiling.
He had his sights set on you, and he always got what he wanted......
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