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Chosen (Part 2)
Dark!Loki Laufeyson x Reader
Part 1: https://beeblebrox-be-damned.tumblr.com/post/189334167718/chosen-part-1
Warnings: Non-con/Dub-con, breeding kink, impregnation kink, forced relationship. Also, this is my first attempt at writing a dark Marvel fic, so please be gentle on me lmao. You stepped back, wrenching yourself out of his arms. You knew it was ridiculous to try, but Norns were you terrified. Your chest heaving, you backed towards the door.
Your bare feet made almost no sound on the smooth floor. “N-no, no, no,” you murmured, eyes closing. “I don’t w-want th-is.” Your voice cracked and your back hit the door.
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Hunger Chapter 3
[Masterlist] | [AO3] | [Chapter 2]
Character/Pairings: Bucky Barnes X Reader, Thor Odinson X Reader, Steve Rogers X Reader, Loki Laufeyson X Reader
Warnings: A/B/O, noncon, breeding kink, etc.
Series Synopsis: You’re camping with your friends. On a hike you are suddenly kidnapped by a man who takes you to a secluded cabin occupied by other men. They call themselves alphas, the only ones of their kind, and they are convinced that they can convert you (a normal human) to an omega in order to carry their young.They groom you and force themselves on you until you take their knot.
Chapter Summary: The third alpha finally arrives, and the men make their plans for you to become their perfect omega.
Chapter Length: 8,610 words
A/N: No poll for this chapter! Sorry! But other than that, I hope you all enjoy!
Your breath was unsteady, your chest trembling with every inhale. There wasn’t enough air in the world to stop you from suffocating.
You held back from gasping when the arm around your waist dragged you closer to the warm body behind you.
There were too many arms around you… Too many chains anchoring you in the endless depths of water.
Your eyes remained closed in a vain attempt to mimic sleep. Hot air fanned over the back of your neck, and you bit the inside of your cheek. It was a wonder how the heat of your bodies pushed up together weren’t drenching you in sweat.
A different set of hands traveled around from the front of your hips to your ass, pulling your lower half to the warm head nestled against your stomach.
You scrunched up your nose when a soft pair of lips pressed themselves gently under your navel.
“Isn’t she so beautiful?” Bucky whispered below you, pulling your hips and stomach tighter against him.
A spark of heat erupted from behind your eyes, warning you of the tears that you would shed in the coming moments as Thor hummed behind you, agreeing with his companion. His hot breath washed over your neck from behind with his deep sigh.
This had been your whole night.
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Chosen (Part 8)
Dark!Loki x reader
TW: emotional manipulation
This is it lovelies, the end of this section of story! But fret not, this isn’t the end of Reader and Loki’s story! I have another planned detailing life a little later on.
The walk back to his quarters was humiliating. There was no question with your stained dress and plump lips what had just gone on. Loki walked with his head high, you with your head low and eyes on the ground. You heard a guard clear his throat as he took in the sight. A few servants walked past, blushing and muttering under their breath as they saw you.
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Growth (Part 2)
Dark!Loki x reader
TW: Exhibitionism, Pregnancy
The seamstress turned you around, measuring carefully. A few days after you had arrived at the palace, they had measured you for dresses, but now they needed to be adjusted. Loki insisted there be a few newer ones as well.
The seamstress smiled at you. She was a kind, elderly woman, with hands that were gnarled from arthritis, but she was still the best seamstress in the kingdom. “So, are you excited for the big day?” she asked, turning to write down the measurements she had taken.
“Big day?” you asked, a bit confused. Was she referencing the coming child? Surely it wasn’t that obvious yet, and besides, that ‘big day’ was months away. She glanced over her shoulder, then turned back around quickly.
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Growth (Parts 3-5)
Dark!Loki x Reader
TW: not much in these bits.
Posting these all together to save time. I finished the series while my data was out and put it all on AO3, so now I’m smashing some of it together depending on the time it is in the story.
Sometimes Loki felt bad about what he’d done. Not much, but just a little. You had seemed so upset about it. So, he did what he had to do a told a little white lie to solve that, and added a bit more to cheer you up, relax you.
He hadn’t done anything wrong. If anything, he’d done everything right.
He had made you happy. You deserved happiness. He could give that to you, and he would, no matter what. Yes, his methods were… ahem, unconventional at best, but they worked didn’t they?
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Growth (Part 6)
Dark!Loki x Reader
At six months, you were already struggling to see your own feet. It was apparent that even though Loki was a ‘runt’ for his race, the Giant part still was in his genes, at least when it came to babies. You could already see stretch marks forming along the taut skin.
You grunted as you sat down on the edge of the chair, hand pressed against your back. The healer smiled gently at you. “Growing pains?”
You nodded. “That’s one way to put it I suppose. It isn’t that bad, though.” You placed your hand against your belly and leaned back in the chair.
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Growth (Parts 7-FINAL)
Dark!Loki x reader TW: birth AN: Welp, this is it my dudes. No worries though, I’ll definitely be writing more drabbles for this universe later on.
Frigga’s private sitting room was beautiful, filled with flowers and fine tapestries and many other elegant things befitting the Queen. She invited you there often, especially while Loki was busy. You became a companion for her. Her kind smile and gentle voice always put you at ease, and she enjoyed your company greatly.
You sat in stretched out upon an intricately embroidered sofa. You had been hesitant to rest your feet upon it, but Frigga insisted upon seeing how swollen your ankles were. Your hand rested upon your belly. Every now and then a small flurry of kicks would assault your palm.
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