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maybe one day

stephen strange x reader

Summary: Stephen requires an assistant. And you dear reader, hate your job at the diner. After striking a deal, the reader finds themselves working in the Sanctum. But the cloak of levitation and wondrous relics are the least of your concerns. It’s your unrequited feelings for the Sorcerer and the realization he will never feel the same about you. 

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: the pains of unrequited love 

a/n: Don’t ask where I got this idea from. It just popped into my head at like 3 AM when I was trying to study pharmaceutical laws. I also wrote this so fast so it’s not my best work. This may become a two part story. Who knows.

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THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL I'M CRYING 😭💚

On the back of my previous post, I couldn't resist to help fill a gap in fics. Here I am.

Title: An Old Flame

Tags: a bit sad, fluff, but don't worry it gets better

Notes: you work for Stark, after taking the wrong turn you find yourself in the hands of the TVA and promptly pruned. Not saying much else as it'll spoil the fun

My sincerest apologies if this is substandard, this is my first reader fic and the first written in second person. This took me a while bc the feels were intense. Enjoy

Y/F/F - your favourite flower

Words: 1622

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Your nexus event was confusing. The TVA claimed that you were fated to turn the other way when the Avengers returned to Stark Tower with their newest intergalactic villain. But for some reason you noticed the stare of those blue eyes from across the hall. You noted the muzzle; probably for a good reason. Curiosity carried your feet across the tiled floor and you heard footsteps behind you. 

Fast forward an undisclosed amount of time and you were in a court, one that seemed very biased without a juror in sight. You had cocked your head when the judge sentenced you to be reset, what could that possibly mean, could you amend your mistake and simply go back to retrace your steps but as they were meant to be?

It seemed that you weren't getting away with your so-called crime so easily as one of the minutemen approached you with a stick. It wasn't until it was twisted and whirred to life that you realised the gravity of the situation. Did it hurt? The sensation was akin to a quick shock as you saw your body begin to disappear from your stomach outward, the yellow energy dissolving your being.

Your head hurt, your body ached, the light stung your eyes as you attempted to flutter your eyes open. Your eyes fixated on a shadow that eventually gave way to a brightly clothed old man, looking like a costume for a child's birthday party. The two golden horns on his headdress bowed forward and curled back, a feature shared by three of the four beings before you. The old man extended a hand to you as your ears began to tune into the world.

"Y/N?" He asked. Your streetwise nature told you to run, that you didn’t know this man regardless if he knew your name or not. Instinct however, that told you that you could trust this man, that in the grand scheme of things that you knew him, that he'd protect you. 

You took his glove clad hand in yours, him pulling you to your feet. "We need to keep moving," he said, his gaze betraying a sadness as he locked his sight with yours.

The four began walking off, counting the pet alligator, and you followed them. In this strange world you doubted that you'd make it on your own anyway, "are you running from someone?" You asked the group. The older one turned his head to regard your query.

"Alioth hungers for the pruned variants that are dumped here by the TVA," he replied. There it was again, this time you could see regret spark his eyes. You'd have to ask later.

After a trek through the wasteland filled with junk from many different ages, you were presented with an open hatch in the ground, "after you," the kid said. You nodded and climbed down the ladder, taking in the large bunker you had entered. A few chairs dotted to one side facing a makeshift throne, many trinkets adorned the living area, souvenirs from the surface. As soon as the click of the hatch reached your ears your heart sank, that rational part of your brain considered that you could've been trapped here. Again, part of you calmed upon seeing the older man. 

The kid sat on the throne and seemed to be the leader of this strange place. The dark skinned man sat down first, the others following his lead, and so you sat on a free chair next to the old man. You felt safe. You focused on the chatter of the men

"So, after I vanquished Captain America and Iron Man, I claimed my prize, all six Infinity Stones," the dark skinned man said. The alligator growled from it's paddling pool.

"That's alligator for growling and saying "liar" at the same time," the old man translated.

"At least my nexus event wasn't eating the wrong neighbor's cat." And as soon as he'd offended the animal, the old man pried the alligator off the dark skinned man. They laughed and you cleared your throat.

"What are your names?" You asked, omitting introducing yourself as it had been established that they somehow knew your name. You saw the pain rise to the surface again in the old man's eyes, but it was quickly suppressed.

"I'm Loki, so are the others. We're variants of the same being, from different timelines," he explained. You nodded and took in the information. They drank wine and you even sipped a bit of the hearty red wine offered to you. Soon Alligator Loki closed his eyes and curled up in the pool, Boastful and Kid leaving to different sections of the bunker. The style of the old man's clothes looked very retro, and so the nickname in your mind materialised as Classic Loki. He was watching the last of his wine swirl in the goblet.

"What was your nexus event?" You asked. He looked up from his wine slowly and locked his eyes with yours. 

"In my timeline, everything proceeded correctly, my entire life, until Thanos attacked our ship.

"I cast a projection of myself so real, even the Mad Titan believed it. Then hid as inanimate debris. After I faked my death, I simply drifted in space. Away from Thor, away from everything. Thought about the universe and my place in it, and it occurred to me that everywhere I went, only pain followed. So I removed myself from the equation, landed on a remote planet and stayed there in isolation, in solitude for a long, long time.

"To tell you the truth, I missed my brother, and I wondered if he missed me, if anybody else did. But as soon as I took my first steps to getting off the planet, the TVA arrived."

"I'm sorry," you said, it seemed the most appropriate response.

"Don't be," he replied, his watchful gaze lingering on yours.

"Ever since I woke up, I felt scared, but something deep inside told me I was safe. Have we met before? I have a strange feeling that I know you from somewhere," the words came tumbling from your lips faster than you could stop the bumbling speech. You saw a smile grow on his face, and for the first time you saw that sadness turn into a glint of hope. 

"Y/N my dear, in my timeline I met you on Midgard, the realm you call Earth. My brother convinced me to wear some Midgardian clothes to fit in for a little sightseeing under his guard, the incident in New York made freedom that tiny bit beyond my reach. You were a beautiful maiden I met in the coffee shop Thor took us to. I found out you worked for Stark, and I spent the next few months courting you, as awkward as that was in a cell. Each time you checked on the prisoner I conjured you a gift, sometimes lavish jewellery that you joked that you'd not be able to hide from the others." He laughed as he recalled the memory. "When I was finally granted free roam of certain floors in the Tower I'd always make sure to conjure a vase of flowers on your desk every morning and find ways to see you. A year later we not so subtly decided to take the next step together. The exquisite diamond ring I placed on your finger whilst kneeling for my queen." 

You smiled at him, he spoke of you with a great fondness that it brought a tear to your eye. The man's joy was dampened once again.

"We never had the chance to become husband and wife, I brought you to Asgard, well, SHIELD sent you as a liaison officer. Ragnarok came. The ship. It was supposed to take you with the other refugees, Thanos had you killed first to demonstrate his threat to kill anyone who stood in his way to get the Tesseract. You know the rest of the story."

When you watched his reaction, he looked broken again, and you hated to see him so fragile after everything he'd told you. You stood up and looked down at the gap on the cushioned seat. He knew what you were asking, and so he shuffled to the side to allow you enough space to sit next to him. "Could you do me a favour?"

He looked down at you and a soft smile played on his lips. "Of course."

"Can you show me what the ring looked like?" You asked. His smile grew as his green seidr fluttered over your left hand and a flick of his fingers caused the seidr to swirl over your ring finger. When the magic subsided you saw the most intricately cut diamond you'd ever seen, the gold was woven at its base like flowers holding the stone in place. You didn't see the look of adoration that he gave you whilst you inspected the ring. When you turned you grinned at him. "I never thought that anyone would propose to me."

He moved his arm to hover over your shoulders, "may I?" He asked. You nodded and the adoration was back, he was unsure of himself even when you accepted him. His hold was firm yet gentle, showing how much he didn't want to let you go this time.

"Loki, I'd like to stay here with you. Maybe we can rebuild the life you remember we had."

"I will, dear Y/N. But before that," his green magic swirled between his barely clenched hand and formed a bunch of beautiful Y/F/F. "I must bestow my gifts upon you once more, every one, in the order that I gave them to you."

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I've read this again and I LOVE IT, part 2 please 😭😭💚

My King [Loki x Reader]

CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR LOKI EPISODE 6/FINALE!!

Title: My King Summary: He Who Remains tempts Loki with a throne, with Asgard, with you… What if Loki, tired of running, gives into temptation. Warnings: none (happy loki?) Request: N/A

A/N: After that Loki finale I need some fluff!! This is just happy Loki purely because I seeing Loki like that in the finale broke me! ALSO the fact we didn’t get King!Loki upsets me greatly. Let me know if you want a part two with the dinner and coronation <3

A/N 2: First part of this fanfic is the script of episode 6 so i don’t own that (link here https://tvshowtranscripts.ourboard.org/viewtopic.php?f=988&t=44975) ALSO obvious spoilers for Loki finale!!

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I miss the simple times in 2012-2013 where fics portrayed Loki joining the Avengers, he would have missions and would fall in love with Y/n and everyone was, well, alive.

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heyyy just letting you know I'm closing requests today, I have like 5 requests for Mobius on my ask box and 2 for Loki, I'm so happy 😭💚 thank you all for reading and for following me, I work and have stuff to do so I write on my free time, hope you understand. Anyway, thank you all!! 💚

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Files - Loki x female reader

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, light degradation, glasses kink?

requested by @aestheticallyholland:  hello! i hope your still taking requests. can you do a fic based on the gif below wherein the female reader works at the TVA and Loki casually and always flirts with her like in the gif. you can do whatever you want with it. it may also lead to smut 😌

and requested by anon: hey can you write a smut with Loki that she’s shy read with glasses that has choking kink with hint of degrading 🤤🤤😭

a/n: thank you and credits for the gif to @aestheticallyholland​ !!! hope you like this!

“So, you’d like to go out?”

You stared at the new variant, your fingers stopped writing on the typewriter. He had this smirk of his, leaning down on you in the other side of the counter. It was common for Loki to come and talk, or flirt shamelessly with you since a few days ago. So you chuckled at his question.

“Where exactly? We’re locked up here, remember?”

“I feel like you get bored a lot,” Loki said.

“More than I would like to admit,” you accepted, adjusting your glasses on the bride of yout nose.

He shifted his posture and you knew he was up for something. You knew him since he arrived to check some files, along with Mobius, who was someone you never really talked to until Loki approached to you. But Loki... he was something else. Maybe he had too much confidence on himself, but quickly you noticed he searched for you every time he could.

“Tell me what are you planning, Loki,” you narrowed your eyes, behind your glasses.

He licked his lips, eliciting a strange but known feeling inside you. You felt your legs squeezing together unconsciously. Loki leaned down and whispered softly to you.

“Do you have those files?”

“Loki,” you gasped. He had you pinned against the last shelf on the place, where you supposedly were to look up for the information he had been seeking for. He slowly pushed into you, your legs around his waist, holding on his arms for dear life while he fucked you deeply. Your glasses almost falling off from your pretty face at every thrust of him.

His low groans felt against your neck, where he left some kisses and soft bitten skin. Loki pulled out and slammed again inside you, making you moan louder. You hid your head on his shoulder, the sound of your skins slapping and the obscene smell of sex filled the place.

The excting fear of getting caught got on your mind, and you almost came to your high for this only thought. Your walls clenched around his dick, making him grunt.

“You’re such a good girl,” Loki whispered darkly, inhaling the scent of your skin. His words made you clench around him again and he chuckled. “Taking my cock like the whore I always knew you were.”

You moaned, feeling the familiar knot on your belly.

“Use your words, or I’m stopping,” he ordered.

“Yes, sir, I’m a whore, please make me cum,” you begged.

Loki smirked, taking you on his arms, your bodies still bonded together, and walked to the nearest desk, lying you down there. He spread your legs apart, lifting up your skirt and showing more your breasts through your blouse.

His hips moved again, making wonders on your body. His hands grabbed your sides that surely will leave marks on you later on. The place was empty by that time, not a single soul could think you were being fucked by a god on that desk.

Your glasses where almost falling again and you managed to leave them on again all the time. Loki’s cock twitched inside you, hitting your g-spot now. Soft whimpers left your mouth.

“Fuck, you look so shy and still I know you’d let me take you on every surface in this place until you only remember my name,” he teased, playing with your clit.

His big hands moved to cup your tits as he fucked you roughly. You bit your lip, taking his right hand and placing it on around your neck softly. Loki got the hint and wrapped his fingers around the skin, starting to choke you slightly until you felt your breath was leaving your body for a moment.

It felt like heaven. The way he pounded into your pussy, the sound of your skins, your sounds mixing together and his hands roaming on your throath and your half naked body, while he was basically fully clothed was pure bliss.

“I’m going to cum, please, can I cum?” you begged.

“Cum for me, then,” he breathed, giving your lips a harsh and sloppy kiss. You came down from your high and Loki swallowed all your moans and cries with his own lips.

He made you sit down on the desk, thrusting into your still sensitive cunt until he reached his own high, releasing his seed inside you. His hands stayed around your neck, without making any pressure on your skin.

“That was so fucking good, I even forgot why we came here,” you breathed, collapsing on his chest.

Loki adjusted your glasses and smiled, fixing your skirt.

“I still needs those files, love.”

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if any of you write for classic Loki I'm in for it 😭🙏 sorry, he's the best

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the smut is 👌👌 and ofc Lemar IS ALIVE, I'm standing for that.

heartbreak hotel

john walker x fem!reader

having spent the past decades with john on his birthday, it’s difficult to comprehend the idea of not being with him

SMUT, unprotected sex (fiction does not equal reality, wrap! it! up!), oral sex (m receiving), birthday sex, starts off angsty, kinda a slow burn, au where lemar is alive

i decided that us agent john wants to try to be nicer to his friends and also that lemar is not dead because he should still be alive . i have spoken

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To say that absolutely nothing was going right would be an understatement. To start, you had been working missions non-stop beside the new Captain America. Being an Avenger who was frequently paired with Sam was admittedly a lot easier before his new title. Plus, your prior best friend, John Walker, was giving you the cold shoulder ever since Sam and Bucky refused to work with him. And now, you were sitting alone in a hotel scrolling through memories on your phone.

These particular memories were birthdays of years past. John’s birthdays. The ones that you and Lemar planned out methodically. Now you were sitting alone on his birthday, not even a ‘thank you’ in response to your birthday text.

Throwing your phone to the side, you decided you would go down to the in-house cafe and order a coffee - it was clear that you weren’t going to be getting any sleep that night.

Walking through the corridors, you were met with children playing tag in the hallways. No doubt left to entertain themselves while their parents fornicated on their vacations. It was easy to immerse yourself in their lives, easier than confronting the problems that were plaguing your own.

However burdened, you kept walking. Once you reached the elevator you noticed that it had gone down to the base floor - being on floor ten, you knew it was going to be a little bit before it finally reached you.

You pulled out your phone, and only found yourself immersed once again in old memories - you would do anything to have your arm wrapped around John’s shoulder again as the two of you talked about anything and everything until the sunrise in the morning, when you would promptly fall asleep on each other and wake up with a sleeping Lemar using you both as footrests. It happened every year, but it was clear to you that this year you would be left completely alone.

You heard the elevator ding and slid your phone into your back pocket, but your entire body froze in its place when you saw Lemar. But he broke out into a smile.

“What a surprise! Have you seen John?” He asked, pulling you into a hug.

You reciprocated, but only for a moment before pulling back. “He doesn’t wanna see me anymore… and he’d probably be mad if he saw you hugging me. Especially on his birthday.”

Lemar only frowned, bringing one of your hands into his own. “He misses you, you have to know that.”

“He doesn’t even answer my texts or phone calls. Not even when I’m just asking if he’s okay.” You responded, a dejected tone in your voice. It was hard to ignore the blurring in your vision as tears welled up in your eyes. “He’s never gonna wanna see me again, no matter what I do.”

Lemar only frowned before pulling you back against his chest, this time you actually allowed yourself to reciprocate as you felt sobs beginning to course through your body.

“I-I just want to be able to tell him happy birthday- you know? Even if he doesn’t care about me, he’s still one of the people I love the most in the world and it just hurts.” You cried against his chest, letting Lemar rub comforting circles over your back. “Do you know how hard it’s been, having one person who you call for everything. Whether it’s good, or bad, and you can’t even talk to them.”

Lemar sighed before pulling back, “John is a prideful person, you hurt him by associating with Sam and Bucky. He’ll come around, I know it.”

You nodded before gently pressing a kiss to his cheek, “I don’t wanna keep you from the celebrations for too long.” You said, dropping your arms to your sides. “I’m in room 548 if you wanna talk about anything.”

He smile and nodded before proceeding down the hallway, presumably to the room he had booked with John. You went into the elevator, pressing the button that would take you down to the cafe.

All in all, you ended up getting a lot more than coffee. Snacks, ice cream, and a few movie rentals all seem to you like the perfect thing to keep you going throughout the night. To at least help you from breaking down thinking about what fun your two friends were having down the hall. Fun you would never be invited to again if John could help it.

You weren’t sure how long you had spent curled up in your hoodie and mini gym shorts. It wasn’t until you heard a knock at the door that you were broken from your silence. Assuming it was Lemar, you opened the door with a wine smile only to be met by the eyes of one John Walker.

“Can I come in?” He asked, a hopeful but nervous expression in his eyes as you looked at him.

You opened the door further, allowing him to walk in before shutting and locking it.

“John, I’m sorry.”

“I talked to Lemar.” He said, after a moment. “He told me what you said and I- why are you still with them?”

You stilled, looking up toward his face but refusing to meet his crystal blue eyes - the eyes you had always been weak for, the eyes that could make you end worlds if he convinced you to while looking at you.

“I tell them everyday that I hate how they talked to you, but I’m an Avenger. I’ll always be an Avenger.”

“You were supposed to be my best friend.”

Your heart hurt more than anything as you finally met his eyes, the betrayal and anger that he was clearly trying to keep at bay.

“John I love you, more than Sam and Bucky and the Avengers. More than anyone except maybe Lemar. You-“ You stopped, knowing the crying was about to come. “You’re the person I call when I’m feeling alone, or when a mission goes wrong, or when I just wanna talk to you and hear your voice and I- I am your best friend, and you’re mine. And I’m sorry for not standing up for you more than I did.”

You had zero idea how John was going to react, he had been more of a loose canon since he took the serum. But Lemar had told you that he had been trying to make progress ever since that day in New York, ever since he became US Agent.

But you were surprised to say the least when you felt his arms wrap tightly around your waist, his head falling against your shoulder. You let your own head rest against his chest as you held onto him, relishing in having the person dearest to you close to you once again.

“I missed you so much,” He finally said, pulling back and bringing your heads together so your forehead rested against his.

“Happy birthday, John.” You finally said, delighted to watch a smile cross over his face.

“Yes, what did you get me?” He asked, teasingly as he made himself at home in your room and plopped down on your bed.

“Well… I didn’t exactly know we’d be seeing each other… maybe I can get you something now.” You said, sitting beside him as a smile covered your face. “What do you want?”

“Hmm… I was thinking sexual favors.”

You snorted in response but decided to play along, “Of course, that can be arranged. Would you like me to remove my shirt?”

“Oh yes, but only if I can remove mine.”

“It’s your birthday, you can remove anything you want my love.” You kept your word and took your shirt off, John doing the same. You noticed the way his wide eyes met your breasts, but you assumed it was all just a part of the joke.

“What else would you like, birthday boy?”

“Oh, I don’t know… a kiss I guess.” He said, pretending to be disinterested but letting his hand cup your cheek as he looked at you.

You didn’t know what came over you as you leaned in and sealed your lips with his, letting him deepen the kiss and wrapping your arm around his neck. After a beat you pulled back, both of your eyes wide as you looked at each other.

“John?”

“Yeah?”

“Are we still joking around?”

“No, I don’t think so.”

Your heart was beating a mile a minute, but you allowed your body to take over as you pulled him into another kiss. John took control this time as he pushed you down into the bed, savoring the feeling of your lips against his own as he trailed a hand down your chest before resting on one of your breasts - so he really had been looking at them earlier.

The kiss lasted as long as you could, your breathing labored at you pulled back and connected your eyes with his once again. Of course, the serum helped with John’s stamina, so he didn’t really seem to be effected by kissing for that long at all.

“Have you ever had birthday sex?”

“I- uh-“

“Would you like to?”

John’s cheeks were as red as a tomato and he looked at you, before he smiled widely. “You’d give me this little pussy for my birthday present?”

You nodded, your body heating up at his words. But John just seemed to gain more and more confidence by the second as he placed a kiss on your jawline, moving down and sucking a mark onto your neck. He was possessive, that you knew very well. You were sure that would just be the first of many love marks you would find covering your body in the morning.

John’s hand started trailing down your body but you stopped him. Gently holding onto his wrist.

“This is your present, let me take care of you.”

He removed his hands, allowing you to push him onto his back and crawl down his body. Your hands gently untied the tie on his sweatpants, John moving his hips up so you could remove the pants easier. As you looked at him through his briefs, you could help but notice the sizable bulge looking back at you.

You pulled his briefs down his thighs, exposing him to you completely.

“Take off your bra,” he said, looking down at you “I just don’t think it’s fair I’m naked and you’re almost fully clothed.”

You stood from the bed, removing your bra and throwing it to the side. John held out his hand, expecting you to get back on the bed. But you took it a step further and removed your shorts and panties, letting John’s surprised eyes trail over your body for a moment before you found yourself in between his thighs again.

You wasted no time bringing his cock into your hand, wrapping your lips around his tip as you figured out how you were going to fit the sizable length of his cock down your throat. You licked and sucked at his tip, slowly bringing your mouth further and further down the shaft.

You could tell that he was holding back, and you tapped at his thigh. “You can fuck my mouth, if you want.”

“You sure?”

“You can do anything you want. I’m sure.”

That was all he needed, his hips thrusting up into your throat and gagging you the moment he did. John set a rapid pace, fucking your throat with no abandon despite the tears streaming down your cheeks and gags coming from you as he did. You did your best to keep up, moaning around him as he continually tugged on your hair and reached the back of your throat.

It was when you felt something warm and hot coating your throat that he pulled your mouth off of his cock, bringing your body up to his own and flipping you over.

“Open your mouth,” he said, sticking a finger on your lip and pulling your lips apart.

You opened up for him, watching as he inspected your mouth and let out a small whimper seeing that all of the cum he had shot into your throat had been swallowed.

“Good girl, can you be a good girl and take this cock?” he asked, rubbing the head of his dick along your pussy, relishing in the sounds of your whimpers and moans.

“I can, I can be a good girl for you John. I promise I’ll be your good girl.”

He teased your entrance with his tip, “My good girl… I like the sound of that.” He said, before lodging his cock within your pussy.

A loud moan tore through your throat as he bottomed out within you, one of your hands gripping John’s hair.

“Can you take me? God, this pussy is so tight around my cock.” He moaned, dragging himself out of you before slamming back in.

“Please- I promise I can take you- please fuck me John Walker.”

He didn’t need any more encouragement as he set a pace faster than you expected - but he was a super soldier, it was most likely a walk on the park as he pistoned his hips in and out of you, pressing your lips to his in a heated and sloppy kiss as he knew he was fucking you completely senseless.

You brought one of your hands to hold onto John’s, feeling him intertwine your fingers with his as he picked up the pace and dropped his face into your neck, moaning against you as he brought his free hand to your clit.

“I’m gonna cum- John-“

“Cum all over my cock-“

He let out a particularly loud moan at the feeling of your pussy tightening and throbbing around his hard cock. He bit down on to your throat roughly, reaching his own release and covering your inner walls with his hot cum.

He took a few moments to calm down, before pulling out of you and bringing you to rest on top of him. John’s fingers tangled in your hair as you pressed gentle kisses to the top of the hand that was still held within hours.

“John?”

“I don’t know what this means for our relationship, but I know I never wanna spend another moment not being able to talk to you.” You admitted, looking up and meeting your beautiful eyes.

“I don’t wanna spend another moment without you at all.” He replied, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “I’m sorry I got so upset.”

In all the time you had known John Walker he had never once apologized or admitted wrongdoing, sitting here right now with him and hearing that meant more to you than you could ever even comprehend.

“It’s over now John, it’s all okay.”

He nodded, bringing you into a gentle kiss, holding you tightly in his arms.

“Happy birthday, John.”

“Thank you, baby.”

You fell asleep quickly after. As it would turn out, you got to honor the birthday tradition of sleeping in each other’s arms after all.

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I might be late, but my Ravonna x Mobius ended up so quickly, I hate it there

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hey can you write a smut with Loki that she’s shy read with glasses that has choking kink with hint of degrading 🤤🤤😭

Hello anon! Sorry if I am answering late, of course I will write it, I think I have perfectly the scenario for it... 👀👀

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Ok drop your president Loki fics, I am ready

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Destress - Mobius x reader

mobius x female reader

warnings: smut, some fluff, let’s say it’s a established relationship

requested by anon: 1. May I request legit anything smutty for Mobius, let ya mind go crazy. 2. hellooo ur mobius fic was so goood omll!!! could i plspls req a smut mobius x reader where after a tiring/stressful mission, they just can't keep their hands off each other bc works been keeping them so busy they rarely had time to "destress"

a/n: sorry for the long wait, i just miss mobius ahhhh

You gasped between the hot, wet kiss. His hands were holding your waist, pressing your body against his own in a desperate manner. Mobius hummed, his tongue making its way to lick your lips and asking for permission for dominance.

He had you with your back pinned against the door of your room, still trying to not make any loud sound that would wake up the rest of the agents on the building. You moaned when his fingers made their way between your legs.

“How was it?” you gasped, his fingers brushing against your panties.

“Difficult,” he breathed on your neck, leaving some kisses carefully to not leave marks on your skin... not yet. “Particularly stressful.”

“You have to stop taking variants under your wing,” you mumbled.

“Well, you helped me to persuade Ravonna, that makes you an accomplice,” Mobius teased, his hand now between your legs, pushing your panties to the side to touch that spot where you needed him the most.

“Yeah, I guess so, oh-” you whimpered as one of his fingers slided easily inside of your wet heat. 

The man started to work on you, your hands directed themselves to his tie, forcing him into another rough, sloppy kiss. Your hips moved frenetically finding a rythm to match his. Just when you felt that familiar sensation building up on your belly, he pulled his hand from you to start and taking the rest of your clothes off with despair.

You helped him with his suit until you were lead to your bed, crawling on top of him. His hands roaming all over your skin while you kissed passionately, your hips grinding against his hard dick just to tease him. One of his hand cupped your cheek, breaking the kiss. Mobius observed you, with your plump lips and eyes full of lust. You were so beautiful like this.

“What’s the matter?” you breathed, kissing the corner of his lips softly.

“Nothing, you’re just gorgeous,” Mobius mumbled, stroking your cheek softly. “And hot, but I prefer you like this,” he said, flipping you so now you were lying in the matress under him, your legs around his waist.

He left kisses on your neck, he followed down to your breasts. You gasped, with eyes closed, losing yourself into his touch that was delicate but eager at the same time. You pulled him again to kiss his lips harshly, your tongue swirling with his. You moaned between the kiss feeling his fingers playing with your folds, helping to the wetness being created between your legs.

“Stop playing,” you breathed on his lips. “Are you not stressed or something?”

“I was, not anymore when I’m with you,” he whispered, kissing you back again.

Two of his fingers stretched you easily, you nipped softly at his lips, moaning against his mouth. After a couple of minutes, he quickly withdraw his digits and aligned himself between your legs, rubbing the tip of his cock on your wet pussy.

Mobius finally filled you up slowly, letting you adjust to his lenght. After so many times you still are not used to him, and fuck, how you missed him. You missed him so much, your hands on his shoulders and all over his chest to press him even closer, as humanly possible - if you were humans whatsoever. You breath back a moan as he hits the right spot over and over.

The sound of your skin against skin fills the room with the sinful smell of sex and sweat of your bodies as you give into each other. Your foreheads pressed together.

“Fuck, if you keep like that I’m gonna cum so fast,” you moaned out of breath.

His thrusts were getting deeper and faster, almost making you see stars when you felt something up building down your belly. Your hands held onto his arms for dear life, feeling the pleasure envolving you completely.

Mobius followed, releasing between your thighs after you come down from your high with a low groan of your name being said like a prayer to him. You stay together, like if you were bounded, for a moment, until he colapses beside you in the bed.

“Did it make you feel better?” you whispered, resting your head on his chest.

“You have no idea.”

You gave him a precious smile.

“Round two?”

“Oh, you can count on that later.”

[infinitebuckys]

I barely have followers but I don't care, I want to say this:

Loki and Sylvie's relationship, for me, it's more like loving yourself. I don't think Loki has romantic feelings for Sylvie, he just sympathizes with her, he understands her because Sylvie is not supposed to even exist. Both of them are cosmic disappointments, they understand each other and that's why finally they get along, that's what I see.

Even Tom said on a variety interview Loki needs to learn to love himself more before finding a love interest, and I find it a good metaphor that Loki learns to love himself by finding a variant that's basically him. It's like he needed to know and see himself through his own eyes to accept who he is. But again, this is just what I think.

[infinitebuckys]

I ship these two so much 😭

So, I think I have to become the captain of the Mobius x Ravonna ship

[infinitebuckys]

can you do a tva imagine with Loki with a shy reader that has a praise kink

Hellooo! yessss, I will write this, I think I had another request from you with the same plot, it's on my list don't worry :) 💚💚💚

[infinitebuckys]

hello hello, i hope you're doing well and staying safe !! i'd like to request mobius x reader where mobius & reader are best friends but when loki comes around he doesn't want him around the reader & they get into an argument which ends in mobius furiously declaring his love for reader please ? thank you so much <3

YESSSS, it's on my list. 💚💚💚 I live for jealous Mobius in my mind lol hope you're doing well too, thanks for requesting💚

[infinitebuckys]

and that's a fact

the fact that some people truly think this series ruined Loki’s character blows my mind.. is it so bad that he’s not as miserable as he was before being brought to the TVA? this is basically the happiest/most relaxed we’ve seen him be