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The Music Box

2012Donnie x FemReader (fluffy/a little angst) MasterList

[FINALS ARE OVER AND IM FREEEE!!!!! Anyways! I'm so happy, i know ive been like MIA but i promise, I'll get y'all as many chapters as possible!!! Okay.... WHO HERE LOVES  2012 TURTLES!! Me i do... and Donnie is one of my favorites... Anyways this is becoming way too long... My point is... everyone remembers the Music box/ Big Foot episode right? Anyways this is based on that a Donnie x FemReader!.. please enjoy]

   "Ugh" Donnie sat, arms resting against the railway of the farmhouse porch. He was gazing into the night sky, unsure how to react to the day's rejection. The music box he had worked so hard on... from the construction of it, the careful song selection... the specific images chosen to decorate the delicate gift. He couldn't help but wonder if this whole crush thing was really worth it... Even after the kiss she gave him after the Big Foot incident... Going as far as calling him 'My Mutant.' her voice rang through his head... but was he really? "No... no, I'm just... A mutant... nothing more." He knew this... he'd known this for so long but, yet "God, I'm such an idiot," The soft thud of the music box falling from his hands didn't even faze him.

"D? You okay?" Y/n's soft voice rang out through the empty woods. Donnie glanced back at the front door, eyes slightly narrowing at her appearance.

"Oh, Hey..."  From the look in his eyes, she knew he had been crying, not to mention the slight rough end to his voice. He barely recognized her existence, simply drifting into his own little world.

"Okay, Y/n... let's help him out." She muttered to herself, kneeling down to gently retrieve the discarded music box. "It's beautiful!" As she stood to full height... she couldn't help but admire the careful craftsmanship that Donnie had put into it. Running her fingers softly over the engravings that littered the side. Each flower, letter, star... was all hand carved. She couldn't take her eyes away from the masterpiece... only looking away when she heard Donnie's frustrated groan.

"Not good enough apparently..." Shaking his head with a scowl... his voice hoarse. He looked over as the soft music began to play from the box... a soft gasp escaped Y/n's throat.

"It... you even had it play her favorite song..."

"I know..." Donnie sighed, leaning down to rest his head on his arms... a solemn look still present on his face. She could see him trying hard to suppress the sour feelings of rejection and sadness.

"Wanna... take a walk? Maybe talk a little?" She gently sat the music box on the swing chair that softly swayed with the night's air.

"Sure... sounds better than... whatever I'm doing right now" Pushing himself up off the railing, and slowly followed Y/n down the steps. For the first while, they walked in silence, the wildlife alone filling the void. The sounds of Owls softly cooing and rodents running across the ground. After getting a decent distance from the house, Y/n determined it was time to talk.

"Alright Turtle man... time to spill that heart." She watched as his shoulders slumped slightly, making his way over to a large rock and sitting his shell on it. Y/n could tell he wasn't exactly in a talking mood but followed his lead, sitting next to him on the rock, gently encouraging him.

"I just... really wanted to impress her..." he gently kicked the dirt, trying his best to avoid eye contact with her.

"Well... I don't think my opinion matters to you as much as hers but... I think it's impressive." She shrugged softly.

"Yeah... you're right...it doesn't... and she didn't." He murmured, the bitter tone did little to hurt Y/n's feelings, knowing he was in his feels. Never raising his gaze higher than the base of the tress.

"I'm sorry D... She just doesn't realize what she's missing."  A loud sigh left the tech genius. Gently shaking his head...

"I'm sorry for my harsh tone... it's not your fault..." he finally lifted his gaze to meet her y/c/e's. "It's not hers either... I just... I need to get over this little crush." he stared at her face for a moment... subconsciously admiring her features... "I... I don't exactly know how to do that tho..."

"Well..." Y/n blushed softly at his gaze... knowing he wasn't exactly looking at her... simply trying to focus his attention on anything other than his broken heart. "How about we do... Pros and cons! That way you can clearly see her... not just through rose-colored lenses." She hummed, pulling her T-phone from her pocket to take notes... "okay! Ready when you are! Let's start with the pros!"

She patiently waited as Donnie thought over all the pros about the redhead. "W-well her personality and sense of humor are some of the firsts that come to mind," he hummed, setting his hand against his chin in thought. "and she's a very intelligent girl," Y/n could only huff at his longing look. "She's... empathetic and protective... and..." He hummed... signifying that he had concluded his list.

"Okay... seems pretty good! Now... some bad things." She hummed, gently tapping away at her phone before looking up at him.

"She... can be judgmental at times... and she holds grudges for the longest time..." she glanced up at the sound of his shell scratching against the rock... watching as he sank to the floor, back preset near her legs.

"And... she's demanding... jumps to conclusions over anything," Y/n smirked softly... feeling his rage and annoyance slowly seeping through. "She... plays with my emotions! a-and doesn't appreciate anything I do!" With fast movements, he was constantly changing his position. Finally settling on a standing one, pacing back and forth in front of Y/n. With a soft hum, Y/n nodded along, making sure to put little star emojis by the traits he seemed most annoyed with.

 "Okay... another decent list!" gently setting the phone down on the spot Donnie was once sitting. "Okay... how about we talk about another person's positive traits!!" With a raised eyebrow, Donnie softly nodded. Curious as to the reason but trusting her nonetheless.

"Well... Raph is very protective, stubborn but... strong... and loving." He chuckled softly at the thoughts of his brother.

"Awesome! Let's keep going! continue, onto another!" She was glad Donnie's mode was shifting... slowly but steadily.

"Mikey is a good cook, and always knows how to bring the mood! Not to mention his enthusiastic attitude is something to envy!" He stopped his pacing for a moment... turning to face away from Y/n and just staring into the woods. "Then there's Leo... his sense of justice is impeccable, he's determined and funny... and just overall all," He turned to Y/n with a bright smile on his face. "Just all of my Brothers are... amazing," She giggled softly at his upbeat mood. "and... you!" he hushed as he was staring at her.

"Me?..." She tilted her head, and a soft nod signaled him to continue...

"You... you're very caring, kind, empathetic... and so patient with me... my brothers," He was back to playing with the dirt... but his words continued to flow "You're smart, strong... and pretty... PRETTY FUNNY!" He was quick to follow his words... trying to cover up his slip. "a-and you're sarcastic! But that adds to you being pretty funny." He moved to look at her again... his smile still bright.

"Feeling better?"

"yeah... a lot actually..." He moved again, taking his original spot on the rock... taking Y/n's T-phone into his hands. "This... helped... in an odd way." He sighed, handing her back her T-phone, before leaning back onto his arms.

"Wanna hear some pros and cons about you?" She scooted closer to him, gently patting his arm. He wasn't expecting her to offer such things. But after a few short moments, he nodded softly, somewhat nervous about what she could potentially say. "Hmm well for starters you're a literal genius, not to mention just how quick of a thinker you are!" She hummed softly, before continuing. "Anything scientist related you give 100 percent! And you're so caring, especially towards the person you love," She giggled softly glancing up to see his reaction.

"I... what else?" His face was flushed, a red color pigmented even through his green skin.

"oh! Your gap tooth is so cute! and the little whistle it does when you're sleeping... BUT C-Cons!! Right, you!" She gently cleared her throat, stopping herself before she went too far. "c-cons... you can be a little workaholic... and you're slightly obsessive." she finished, looking in the complete opposite direction of him, trying to hide the blush that littered her cheeks.  However, a three-fingered hand gently tugged her face so she would face him again.

"Y/n...thank you... really," He held a soft smile, looking into her eyes.  His own brownish-red ones held a soft gleam. He was flushed beyond belief but... he knew he had to thank her... for not only lighting his mood... but also showing him... just how amazing he was. "I know... now... that love will be a far-off thing for me but, it's nice to know you appreciate me.," He let out a soft gasp when she suddenly took hold of the hand on her face.

"Donnie... please don't think you're unlovable... just because April doesn't see you... doesn't mean there's not another girl who looks at you with the same eyes you give her,"  She smiled softly, pressing his hand closer into her cheek... "I promise... there's another girl... far closer than you think." She watched as his eyes gathered with tears, but he had a lax look.

"Thank you... I... I promise that when I'm ready...I'll love that girl... to the moon and back..." His heart was pounding. For his own good, he knew he should wait to truly ask her... but he needed her to know... to know that he understood her words... wholeheartedly.

"Don't worry Donnie... I'll be here," she hummed, leaning her head towards his face... watching as he closed his eyes... just soaking in her words..."I'll be here..." She whispered, before finally resting her forehead against his.

(OKAY HEAR ME OUT... this 2012 Donnie sometimes reminds me of Sanji... anyways!! hope you all enjoyed!! and I love yall!!!

HAVE A GREAT DAY AND REMEMBER TO EAT, DRINK, AND LOVE YOURSELF BYEEEEEE LOVE YOU ALL)

New Chick In Town

Masterlist

A 2012Leo X Fem reader.... violence, Gun, Weapons, fighting, stalking (kinda) I did a pole for this on my tumbler to the PEOPLE HAVE ANSWERED

Y/N sat peacefully on the rooftop, her sketchbook spread open on her lap and her pencil running gentle strokes across the page creating the sky of New York. "Hmm... He looks perfect!" She hummed staring down at her drawing. She was new to New York... sent by her Master to find a man named Shredder. And indeed she did... however, that experience didn't go too well, his rash and violent nature left her disturbed so she left. Now that she was left alone within the city, she's been using her skills for good, stopping crime, helping old ladies cross the street, killing robots, and spying on these mutant turtles... Okay, maybe spying wasn't exactly for good but rather for her entertainment. " Now tomorrow, I can transfer this onto my Canvas!" She giggled, making a move to stand, closing her book, and placing her pencil behind her ear... However, the sudden thump of someone landing caught her attention. With haste, she moved, allowing distance between her and the unknown sound.  She stood, ready for a fight, but gasped at the sight before her. "HUH It's You" She whispered, staring at the Green Turtle that stood proudly in front of her.

"I uh... You.... You weren't supposed to see me... nor be up here" His eyes widened as she stood there, clade in a large T-shirt with what appeared to be a straw hat, PJ pants, and fluffy socks with little turtles on them, 'Cute' He thought to himself, suddenly thanking the lord for whatever instinct told him to go on patrol alone tonight. With a quick shake of his head, he cleared such thoughts, reanalyzing his situation. "I uh... What are you doing up here" He asked, not exactly knowing how to react to her calm state.

Y/N blushed softly, at the fact she had been caught and now interrogated. "W-well you see I saw these, uh Vigilantly Heros....and draw them" She was now looking down at the roof, suddenly finding a rock very interesting.  "Names Y/N"

Leo hummed, "Y-you're not scared of me?" He asked, cautious of her movements having recognized her fighting stance. 'A Kunoichi?' He questioned himself, debating whether or not he wanted to find out due to his poor interactions with past ninjas. He watched as she gently shook her head, smiling at his surprised face. "I uh... May I?" He asked gesturing to the book she had clenched in her left hand.

"Uh? O-Oh sure I guess" She shyly stood straight. Taking slow steps towards the turtle. Once she deemed it close enough she gently opened her book, revealing multiple sketches of Cherry blossom trees, Yokai, and The New York Sky.  "Wow amazing" He suddenly snatched the book from her hands, flipping through the pages.

"H_HEY NO STOP" She squealed, about to leap at him to stop his constant page turning but it was already too late... He had reached some of her most recent ones... Ones of him and his brothers. Leo stared at the portrait of himself, sitting on the edge of a building... immaculate details from marks on his shell to the engraving on his swords...

"Whoa," He whispered, only continuing to flip through... He finally stopped on one... he remembers this day... it was when he got lost in thought on a water tower.... after his event with Karai. To think, he never even noticed her presence.... seen her, heard her... How terrifying. To think if she wanted to.... she could have killed him.

"I... I saw you guys a few months ago... and Yeah... been uhh coming up here in hopes of meeting you" She sighed, giving him somewhat of her reasoning but not the entirety of it. It's true... she's been following him. She's been following them.. just trying to gauge whether or not they had anything to do with Shredder's actions.

'Meet Us' He couldn't help the boost to the ego that provided... to think such a pretty girl wanted to meet him... and his brothers. "So... you're a.. you're like a fan? or something" He questioned, watching as her face darkened in color as she shifted her look to the busy streets down below.

"I guess... I saw you and thought you guys were like super cool!" She glanced back at him quickly, surprised by his bright blue eyes that kept their stare dead on her face... "I... I was considered a weird kid... transferred to Japan my first year of middle school in hopes of finding a place I belong" She crossed her legs and quickly dropped, elegantly but not without a crack from her hip, into a crisscross seat. "While there.... I ran into my Master and began training to be a ninja... then he sent me back here" She smiled, enjoying the memory of her time spent with her master. His training methods were harsh and borderline torturous but they created the monster of a Ninja she was today. "I'm still considered weird... High school isn't friendly... but I guess I got used to never having friends so yeah" she sighed, keeping her eyes focused on the busy streets below. "Yeah..."

Leo's eyes were focused on her, the way she gazed down at the streets.... he couldn't help the soft blush that grazed his green cheeks. She was a ninja... trained in Japan, and was artistic.... and Pretty talked about a whole package. "If it makes you feel any better... I don't think you're weird" His voice was soft and calm... conveying his sincerity of the moment.

She only scoffed at his sad attempt at comforting... or what she saw as sad... "You caught me drawing you... that's weird"

He couldn't help but chuckle, a light smile grazing his lips. "I'm a mutant turtle... weird kinda comes with the territory"

"Wanna sit with me? I got snacks?" She crossed her legs and dropped into a seating position.  With a soft shrug, he took his seat next to her, folding his legs under him before glancing at her display of snacks "Hmm What kind?" He looked over the multi-colored fruits, chips, and cheese... some he did not recognize due to most of his time eating pizza or fighting crime.

"I have... Chips, Cherries, Watermelon... some gapes and ah Cheddar cheese slices!" She held back the giggle as she glanced at him.... watching as his mouth practically watered at the sight.

"Some of the Watermelon please!" He sounded like a little boy begging for his other to buy him something from the store.

"Of course!" She smiled, gently grabbing a piece, and watched as he practically buzzed in his seat 'Must have a sweet tooth' she giggled softly to herself. She smiled as he savored the sweet, juicy fruit, gulping as he swallowed it.  "So? Where is your team at?" She asked softly, not wanting to pry, she glanced at him, slowly slipping a cherry into her mouth. She watched as he placed another piece into his mouth, slightly muffling his words.

"they're elsewhere, Raph is probably punching a bag right now, Mikey is playing video games, and Donnie's probably cooped up in his lab" He glanced at her, seeing her rather confused expression from the sudden new names. "Ah, those are my brothers! Or uh teammates as you said" She only hummed, nodding her head slightly.

"So just you?" She watched as he nodded, confirming.

"Yeah, gave them the night off, but a leader never sleeps" From his knelled position he placed his hands on his hips sticking a heroic pose. She couldn't help but giggle at his goofiness.

'How cute' She smiled, but her eyes lit up as an idea sparked. "If.. If you want, you could always come get me! That way you're not too lonely" She watched with baited breaths as a soft pink hue shaded his face. He couldn't comprehend what she'd just said... that was until a boyish grin spread across his face.

"Y-yeah! That sounds amazing please!" His response was hasty, not helping his ego at all. 'Damn it, Leo... Stay cool' With a gentle run of his hand over the top of his head, he composed himself. However, that didn't last long as he watched her reach down the front of her blouse. "I uh.. H-hey" He shut up rather quickly after watcher he removed what appeared to be a... 'lego block?'

"This was my master's! As a gift he gave it to me after I became a Kunoich," She smiled, gently taking and holding the block between her lips and blowing into it. With amazement, Leo watched as this small thing began to run and form around the bottom half of her face. "He used to call me the little Oni, so the mask was fitting"  Leo suddenly felt a wave of admiration wash over him, he remembered how Master Splinter would talk about the Japanese culture. How those who would ward off evil would wear such masks. With a gentle finger, he ran his thumb down the curve of the tooth.

"Oni... Meaning a Demon no? You wore this a... as a Kunoichi?"

"Still Do! Not as often because I don't fight much but hey! If I join ya it could be fun" She smiled, suddenly sucking her air, and the mask began to slowly break down again. "I mainly use throwing stars and kuni... I'm a heavy hand-to-hand combat fighter" She shifted, moving to stand. "I fight using the Dim Mak, also known as the touch of death" She smiled, watching as Leo shifted his head in confusion. "It's traditionally a Chinese fighting style" She swiftly explained, watching as he slowly nodded his head in understanding.

"Sounds increasingly cooler the more you explain" He gently leaned against the ledge of the building. With a content smile, he watched the sky, and for the first time in a while he could see the stars through the polluted air of New York... 'Man she's beautiful' the thought took him by surprise, causing him so clear his throat in an attempt to push the thoughts away. "So... What's your name?" She asked, reaching down to pluck a cherry from the container.  "I told you mine but... never got yous"

"O-oh right" He mentally slapped his forehead, how could he have forgotten such an important thing? "Leonardo, but my friends call me Leo"

"Leo..Le...O! Hehe cute I like it" He blushed watching as she continued to pronounce his names in various voices, splitting up the syllables here and there. He couldn't help the chuckle that left his throat, his hearty laugh seemed to be contagious because she followed with a cackle.

"HAHAH" She heaved, moving to lean against the edge with him, shaking her head at the spontaneous laughter. 'This feels right...' she slowly calmed herself, catching her stare lingering on the turtle far more meaningful than it should be. She could feel the head coating her face, a dark hue as silence fell for a moment, allowing the two to just stare at one other.

'Yeah this is right' Each shows their smile at their thoughts. However, this lovely little moment was cut fast by the sound of glass shattering from a few allies over. "Trouble" Both quick to action spurred towards the sound.  With a huff from her, her Oni mask was right back over the bottom portion of her face, and her hair was tucked into her hood. 'So fast' Leo couldn't help but awe at how quick she was to react to the sound, already prepared for a fight. With quick and agile movement they stood on the rooftop overlooking the Allie from which the noise had come.

"Hm," Leo focused seeing 4 men busting their way into a shop window... He squinted seeing the large logo on the back of their leather jackets he could recognize it anywhere.

"Purple Dragons?" Y/N read off the back, a confused tone riddling her voice.

"Yeah.. not much of a fight, just a local gang" Leo explained, pulling his swords.

"Fun nonetheless... Should I kill the Street Lights?" She smirked, raising her hand, a Shuriken placed between each of her fingers. "Got the street memorized?" She whispered.

"Uh.. Why exactly are you killing the lig" He was cut off, watching as she threw them all, striking each light perfectly sending the men into complete darkness. With a jaw dropped, Leo decided to simply watch her from the rooftop... more accurately he was too love-struck to move. She was so fast in the dark, hiding as if she lived within its shadows. It took a moment to find her after she had disappeared so fast. He finally spotted her sitting on the fire escape that sat right above the window.  He watched as Y/N waited... watched as she looked around before hearing a predator-like growl.

"You think it's fun messing with other people life's?" Her voice sounded deeper, as if it was being altered by the mask. Like an Oni had truly taken control. He watched as the men frantically looked around for the owner of such a voice. Each ready for a fight, the leader finally decides to speak up.

"Who.. Who's there?? We're the Purple Dragons! Show your face coward!" He screamed, thrusting his knife randomly through the air. With a quick chuck, a Kuni crashed into a trashcan before it was deflected and grazed the man's hand, causing him to drop the knife.

'Pinpoint persuasion' Leo gucked at her ability... He watched as she dropped down directly in front of the group. The men screamed, and the teeth of the mask emitted a dark red glow, it was barely enough to illuminate the mask but it made it all the more menacing.  With even louder shrills the men recognized that symbol anywhere. The five stages of grief could be seen running across their faces. Fearful for their own lives... The younger man of the group was looking around, searching for an escape... However, his thoughts were cut short when a Kuni pinned his sleeve to the brick wall behind him."I suggest you stop thinking before it gets you killed" She huffed, watching as 3/4 men dropped to their knees, cowardly like always.

"N-No We won't go down that easily" The largest stood, pulling a pistol from his hip, aiming it at her. Before he could even think of pulling the trigger, he was already dropped, unconscious on the floor. Leo had seen it all, as if in slow motion. The second he had reached for the gun, she had already moved, hitting pressure points behind his ear and the middle of his forehead.

"You fear those Turtles... the friendly Yokai... Now you shall fear the Oni that they fear" With pleaded eyes the men begged... the turtles... they knew exactly who she was referring to.

"PLEASE, WE BEG!! WE WON'T MESS WITH ANY MORE YOKAI"  The leader reached, tugging at his knocked friend... "Just please... Leave us Oni"

"If I ever see you again... your head will be my next meal" Y/N smirked as the men fumbled and scurried, picking up the big man and making a run for it. She suddenly felt a heated body standing a couple of feet from her. "Damn... for a big ass Turtle you're pretty quiet" She giggled, turning to meet Leo's electric blue eyes.

"S-sorry got caught up watching the show" He blushed, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. He was still awed at how easily she had handled them... not even breaking a sweat.

"Not bad right? Partner?" She asked, lifting her fist to pound it with his. He couldn't help the wide smile from forming, meeting her fist halfway... "Partners" He whispered.

The night blew by fast, with a quick exchange of numbers and a promise to meet the next, Leo left Y/N apartment giddy and lively.

(TIME SKIPP ... Yes it's long... felt bad for leaving y'all hanging for two weeks!!!)

It was the first time in years that Leo found sleep troubling... He tried meditating, counting sheep... but nothing was helping his running mind. As a last-ditch effort, he found his way into the Dojo. 'Damn Pretty Face... And that Gorgeous laugh' He huffed, sending shadow punch after shadow punch trying to rid his mind of her... "You like her Hamato admit it" He whispered to himself. He didn't want to... to think someone as perfect as her, strong, funny, kind-hearted, and funny... never would she ever think about him in such a way. "DAMIT LEONARDO SHES TO GOOD FOR YOU" He screamed, unconsciously waking his master. "You're the leader... supposed to be level headed not love-struck.... even if she is the most perfect girl"

"Leonardo?" Master Splinter exited his room, a concerned look on his face, "My son.. what is the matter?... Who is too good for you? and this perfect girl?"

'no no no no no' He was mentally panicking.... His face burned with embarrassment... "N-No one!"

"Leonardo" his voice was stern... "The last time you were in such a state was when you were battling your feelings for Karai" Splinter watched as Leo's eyes cast downward... His face flushed, knowing he could not get out of this.

"I... I found someone" He spoke in a whispered tone...

"A Woman?" Splinter confirmed stroking his beard.

"H-hai..." He slowly trailed his eyes up to meet his. "she's a human... but she's not like Karai... no she is so much better... Prettier, better fighter... more heroic" He found himself drowning in her memories once again. "B-But she's way out of my league" Now that it was already out there he decided to tell him everything... their meeting, their picnic, the show of strength she had... "Dad..." That was Splinter's indicator that he needed his father, not his teacher at this moment... "I really like her... but I'm a mutant Ninja turtle... she's a human... a Kunoich at that!"

"My son... Never doubt yourself... when it comes to love, it knows no bounds" He sighed softly. "It sees no difference in appearance and sees no distance... go after her... nothing to lose if you try" His words were soft, sincere, and wise.

"b-but I just met her... what if" He mumbled off.

"Love is powerful... While it might be too early to declare your love... seeing if she is interested wouldn't hurt" He set a gentle hand on Leo's shoulder. "Don't let time waste your potential experiences.... go out and take them"

"OKAY! I'M GOING NOW YEHA" He hugged his dad, thanking him before beelineing out the dojo.

"MAKE SURE YOU ARE HOME BY DAWN!!!" Splinter called a soft smile gracing his lips.

(AHHH EXAMS, ESSAYS, DUEL CREDIT, SCHOOL... BIRTHDAYS!!!! Ah don't we all just love High school??? Nobody? good to know yall read my sarcasm.

ANYWAYS!! Sorry this took so long... To be a Hero or maybe... gosh I'm hopping gets posted soon!! I have one more exam before my spring break and an Essay I gotta write BUT I'll try to fit it in somewhere.... FINAL STREATCH OF TEH YEAR... Gosh makes me wanna cry... ANYWAYS!!!!

Thank you all for the support and love!!! HAVE A GREAT DAY AND REMEMBER TO EAT, DRINK, AND LOVE YOURSELF BYEEEEEE LOVE YOU ALL)

just watched sinners and it was amazing! highly recommend! it it had me thinking of vampire!nikto trying to get reader to let him in.

pairing: vampire!nikto x afab!reader

cw: p in v, unprotected s (wrap it before you tap it), fingering reader receives, dub-con, vampires duh, southern inaccuracies, accent inaccuracies, sinners au, very ooc but this is set in the south and he's a vampire so... tw: blood wc: 1.6k

You heard rumors of vampires through the grapevine, hushed whispers as if evoking the word vampire would be enough to summon them. You had a hard time thinking that such a devil could exist in this quiet part of the south which had nothing but cotton fields and dust storms as far as the eye could see.

What business did vampires have down here?

You scoffed at the idea, shaking your head at the notion. Some farmer boys probably heard too many stories and were spreading tall-tales around the town for the fun of it.

Just as the sky turned to a hazy pink, the sun setting, you retired back to your little cottage. You hung up your shoes and then padded your way to your kitchen, tying an apron around your figure as you prepared to make your infamous orange juice. You hummed as your hand squeezed a batch of oranges, the crickets of grasshoppers and squelching of the supple fruit filling the solitude of the night.

It was quiet, just like every other night before it and probably every night after it. You planned on squeezing just a few more oranges and then you'd retire for the night, rewind and get cozy under your covers with a book tucked in your hands. 

However, your plans derailed when there was knocking at your front porch. You spun your head to the door, eyebrows scrunched, scrutinizing the offending sound.

Who could possibly be knocking this late?

You wiped the grime of your labor onto your apron, eyebrow cocked as you hesitantly walked towards the door.

"Who out there?" You spoke out, hand steady on your rifle you had on standby. A rifle you've kept for months, gifted to you by your lover. Use it to protect yourself while he was off fighting, he told you. 

"It just me baby." A rugged voice spoke from behind the door — a voice you immediately recognized. You dropped your rifle, your hand reaching for the doorknob.

"Andre?" You whipped the door open, eyes wide in disbelief seeing the man you had promised yourself to standing in front of you, breathing and alive. He was still the behemoth of a man you had etched in your memories, and still in that dirty soldier uniform you saw him in before he left for that accursed war.

"I promised I'd be back and marry you after, didn' I? Well, here I am. Just let me in baby." His drawl lured you in, sultry voice hooking you just like it did so many months ago before he left.

Yet, you hesitated. Something about him was... wrong. He looked like your Andre, but he didn't feel like your Andre. A twisted and sick imitation of your lover.

"You— Is it really you, Andre?" You whispered, voice trembling as you looked at his eyes, bloodshot and lidded. He had an unfocused look, not really seeing you like he did before. It was a hungry look, like his bones were aching for something you didn't know about.

"Who else would it be if not me baby?" He chuckled, much more relaxed than he's ever been. His voice didn't have that hint of tension he usually had, and his shoulders weren't rigid like they were before.

You gulped, your head spinning as you tried to rationalize your cautious thoughts. Maybe he just loosened up after the war. He was Andre — your Andre. He had to be. Definitely.

"Yeah... yeah— sorry baby, had a rough day today." You shook off your hesitance, reeling the door back to let him in.

Andre smiled, a toothy smile that made your spine crawl. You could see his sharp teeth and how red his gums were.

Were his canines always so sharp?

He took one step inside your quaint home, rolling his shoulder as he exhaled a heavy sigh, like there was a boulder on his back that came off once he entered your cottage.

He hooked his arm around your waist, pulling you towards him and he chuckled hearing the shrill of your voice from his sudden action. He buried his face into the crook of your neck, his nose dragging along the muscle where your neck and collar bone connected.

"Fuck, you smell good." Andre inhaled deeply, his tongue lapping at your skin to taste the sweat on your body. "I wanna taste you tonight baby. Been so long since I had you like this— that damn war had me starving."

You squealed as you felt his tongue drag along your flesh, nearly falling onto the rickety floorboards from how Andre was holding you. He always had an imposing pressure to him, but it felt like he was trying to crush you right now.

Your lips parted to let out a whine but his lips were quick to catch yours, sloppy and desperate, his tongue licking at your teeth and swiping over the roof of your mouth.

You groaned at how nasty the kiss was — it was depraved and dirty, but god it had your knees weak, hands clutching at his burly forearms to steady yourself.

You push yourself off of him, panting and breathless as you looked up at him.

"An—"

You were barely able to let out a syllable when he yanked at your arm, his grip tight and unyielding as he pushed you onto the couch. You leaned onto your elbows, eyes wide and face flushed as you looked up at him through your eyelashes.

"I'm starving baby, and you look like a damn meal right now." He tilted his head as he looked down at you, grinning like a madman. The sight made you quiver, feeling like a piece of meat rather than his lover.

Your gaze fell down to his glossy mouth, noting the drool that was seeping past the corner of his lips.

Strange.

"Andre, you're drooling." You commented, your heart racing a little faster as your brain tried to connect each of these strange occurrences. Andre's sudden appearance, his relaxed demeanor, his drool, and that damn insatiable look of hunger in his eyes.

"Just excited baby. You wanna taste?" He chuckled, giving you no time to linger on your observations as his hands already started groping at your body. He grabbed at the flush meat of your thighs, bunching up your skirt up to your hips, a low growl coming from his chest when he saw the damp spot on your panties. "Fuck, look how wet she is for me."

Your breath hitched when you felt his fingers tug your panties to the side, whimpering as the cool night air hit your cunt. You instinctively tried to close your legs, but his hands kept them spread wide open.

"None of that baby. Let me see her." Andre grunted, two of his fingers swiping at your slick cunt, gathering up your juices onto his fingers. A chuckle rumbled out of him when he saw how you shivered, your body reacting just the same as when he deflowered you so many months ago.

"Been a while since I've had you, but seems your body still remembers me perfectly clear."

You groaned when he removed his fingers, hips bucking into the air at the loss of friction.

"Andre, don' tease me." You whispered, your hands gently pulling at him so he was on top of you, but it was then when you noticed his eyes. His baby blue's that you adored were replaced by an empty grey, a haunting color that made your heart stop.

He wasn't Andre.

He noticed the look of horror in your eyes, his smile forming into a terrifying grin as one hand harshly grabbed at your cheeks and pushed you down while the other held down your hips, keeping you caged under him.

"Oh baby, I was hoping you wouldn' notice." He spoke softer, as if trying to soften the damage. You squirmed and writhed, trying to kick your feet at him but he was strong — so fucking strong. Your futile attempts were like a little kitten head butting against his muscled body.

"Shh, easy girl. I won' hurt 'ya." He reassured you, but you knew he was just whispering sweet lies so you'd ease up and let him in.

You squealed when you felt his leaking tip against your slick hole, tears welling in your eyes as he slowly slid inside, filling you up inch by inch until his hip was flush against the swell of your ass. " 'atta girl... my sweet girl, taking me so well aren' 'ya?" He cooed, his thumb swiping at the tear pricking down the corner of your eye, shushing you as he slowly began to rock his hips.

You hated how your body took him, how your hole weeped at each of his thrusts, and even worse how you moaned in ecstasy. You didn't want to admit it, but It felt good — really fucking good.

"Taking me so good, yeah? Fuck— Fucking missed how you clench around me baby." He purred in your ear, his tongue licking at the shell of your ear and making your back arch off the couch. He knew exactly what you liked, how to make you unravel and turn into putty in his hands.

He fucked you just like how Andre did.

"An— hnngh-" Your mind was breaking, eyes squeezed shut at how his cock kept hitting your g-spot, making you mewl and cry beneath him until you were a puddle.

He dragged sloppy kisses down from your flushed cheeks to the meat of your neck, sucking and nibbling on the tender skin, making a shiver shoot up your body when you felt his sharp canines poke at your skin.

Your nails clawed at his back, trying to scratch at him and push him off but he was a determined man that wouldn't stop until you could feel him in your veins and your heart only pumped for him. 

"Don' fight it, once I bite you we'll be together forever baby."

And you didn't — or really you couldn't. You couldn't fight how he held you down, his hot seed filling you up as he sank his teeth into your flesh, letting you shake and writhe until your hands fell limp and your eyes glossed over.

"You're beautiful like this." Andre grinned, his mouth covered in blood and the crimson liquid dripping down his chin. He looked down at your trembling form, licking his bloodied lips as he was entranced by your body shifting into a vampire.

His beautiful bride, a vampire just like him now.

「 Masterlist ❤︎ 」

Authors Note: I put a bunch of references to sinners lol! If you've seen the movie then you probably noticed them

König and his kitty

pairing: König x gn!reader

Konig slow blinks at his kitty, his heart swelling seeing the fluffy thing slow blink back at him.

"Look at that. She said she loves me back." Konig let out a slow laugh, his thick hand curling behind his kitty's ear and scratching at her fur. She purred at the contact, keening at his touch.

"I never took you as a cat person." You hummed, sitting comfortably on the couch with your legs on Konig's lap and cheek pressed against the cushion. Your eyes crinkled as you saw how tenderly Konig held his kitty, so small in his arms, but the little kitty didn't care.

"She reminds me of you." He muttered, his voice soft as he continued scratching at his kitty's ears.

"Yeah? Because I'm cute?" You teased him, beaming when you saw a faint smile on Konig's face.

"Yeah, you're the cutest." He hummed, his gaze glancing down to meet yours, "You're so cute I don't know what to do with myself half the time."

Your cheeks felt warm from his words, mouth open to reply, but nothing came out of your mouth — just in awe that Konig would say something so affectionate and vulnerable.

"Did I leave you at a loss for words?" He chuckled, his gaze softening seeing how flustered you were.

You could only huff out a reply, a pout forming on your lips as you shuffled closer to him and lean your head against his broad shoulder.

"Since when were you such a romantic with your words?" You whispered, your hands shifting down to gently paw at his kitty. She purred happily, meowing in bliss having two people coo at her.

“Since I met you.”

「 Masterlist ❤︎ 」

Author's Note: I hc that Konig has a siamese just because my bsf that is a huge konig fan has a siamese cat lol!

König and his kitty

pairing: König x gn!reader

Konig slow blinks at his kitty, his heart swelling seeing the fluffy thing slow blink back at him.

"Look at that. She said she loves me back." Konig let out a slow laugh, his thick hand curling behind his kitty's ear and scratching at her fur. She purred at the contact, keening at his touch.

"I never took you as a cat person." You hummed, sitting comfortably on the couch with your legs on Konig's lap and cheek pressed against the cushion. Your eyes crinkled as you saw how tenderly Konig held his kitty, so small in his arms, but the little kitty didn't care.

"She reminds me of you." He muttered, his voice soft as he continued scratching at his kitty's ears.

"Yeah? Because I'm cute?" You teased him, beaming when you saw a faint smile on Konig's face.

"Yeah, you're the cutest." He hummed, his gaze glancing down to meet yours, "You're so cute I don't know what to do with myself half the time."

Your cheeks felt warm from his words, mouth open to reply, but nothing came out of your mouth — just in awe that Konig would say something so affectionate and vulnerable.

"Did I leave you at a loss for words?" He chuckled, his gaze softening seeing how flustered you were.

You could only huff out a reply, a pout forming on your lips as you shuffled closer to him and lean your head against his broad shoulder.

"Since when were you such a romantic with your words?" You whispered, your hands shifting down to gently paw at his kitty. She purred happily, meowing in bliss having two people coo at her.

“Since I met you.”

「 Masterlist ❤︎ 」

Author's Note: I hc that Konig has a siamese just because my bsf that is a huge konig fan has a siamese cat lol!

just watched sinners and it was amazing! highly recommend! it had me thinking of vampire!nikto trying to get reader to let him in.

pairing: vampire!nikto x afab!reader

cw: p in v, unprotected s (wrap it before you tap it), fingering reader receives, dub-con, vampires duh, southern inaccuracies, accent inaccuracies, sinners au, very ooc but this is set in the south and he's a vampire so... tw: blood wc: 1.6k

You heard rumors of vampires through the grapevine, hushed whispers as if evoking the word vampire would be enough to summon them. You had a hard time thinking that such a devil could exist in this quiet part of the south which had nothing but cotton fields and dust storms as far as the eye could see.

What business did vampires have down here?

You scoffed at the idea, shaking your head at the notion. Some farmer boys probably heard too many stories and were spreading tall-tales around the town for the fun of it.

Just as the sky turned to a hazy pink, the sun setting, you retired back to your little cottage. You hung up your shoes and then padded your way to your kitchen, tying an apron around your figure as you prepared to make your infamous orange juice. You hummed as your hand squeezed a batch of oranges, the crickets of grasshoppers and squelching of the supple fruit filling the solitude of the night.

It was quiet, just like every other night before it and probably every night after it. You planned on squeezing just a few more oranges and then you'd retire for the night, rewind and get cozy under your covers with a book tucked in your hands. 

However, your plans derailed when there was knocking at your front porch. You spun your head to the door, eyebrows scrunched, scrutinizing the offending sound.

Who could possibly be knocking this late?

You wiped the grime of your labor onto your apron, eyebrow cocked as you hesitantly walked towards the door.

"Who out there?" You spoke out, hand steady on your rifle you had on standby. A rifle you've kept for months, gifted to you by your lover. Use it to protect yourself while he was off fighting, he told you. 

"It just me baby." A rugged voice spoke from behind the door — a voice you immediately recognized. You dropped your rifle, your hand reaching for the doorknob.

"Andre?" You whipped the door open, eyes wide in disbelief seeing the man you had promised yourself to standing in front of you, breathing and alive. He was still the behemoth of a man you had etched in your memories, and still in that dirty soldier uniform you saw him in before he left for that accursed war.

"I promised I'd be back and marry you after, didn' I? Well, here I am. Just let me in baby." His drawl lured you in, sultry voice hooking you just like it did so many months ago before he left.

Yet, you hesitated. Something about him was... wrong. He looked like your Andre, but he didn't feel like your Andre. A twisted and sick imitation of your lover.

"You— Is it really you, Andre?" You whispered, voice trembling as you looked at his eyes, bloodshot and lidded. He had an unfocused look, not really seeing you like he did before. It was a hungry look, like his bones were aching for something you didn't know about.

"Who else would it be if not me baby?" He chuckled, much more relaxed than he's ever been. His voice didn't have that hint of tension he usually had, and his shoulders weren't rigid like they were before.

You gulped, your head spinning as you tried to rationalize your cautious thoughts. Maybe he just loosened up after the war. He was Andre — your Andre. He had to be. Definitely.

"Yeah... yeah— sorry baby, had a rough day today." You shook off your hesitance, reeling the door back to let him in.

Andre smiled, a toothy smile that made your spine crawl. You could see his sharp teeth and how red his gums were.

Were his canines always so sharp?

He took one step inside your quaint home, rolling his shoulder as he exhaled a heavy sigh, like there was a boulder on his back that came off once he entered your cottage.

He hooked his arm around your waist, pulling you towards him and he chuckled hearing the shrill of your voice from his sudden action. He buried his face into the crook of your neck, his nose dragging along the muscle where your neck and collar bone connected.

"Fuck, you smell good." Andre inhaled deeply, his tongue lapping at your skin to taste the sweat on your body. "I wanna taste you tonight baby. Been so long since I had you like this— that damn war had me starving."

You squealed as you felt his tongue drag along your flesh, nearly falling onto the rickety floorboards from how Andre was holding you. He always had an imposing pressure to him, but it felt like he was trying to crush you right now.

Your lips parted to let out a whine but his lips were quick to catch yours, sloppy and desperate, his tongue licking at your teeth and swiping over the roof of your mouth.

You groaned at how nasty the kiss was — it was depraved and dirty, but god it had your knees weak, hands clutching at his burly forearms to steady yourself.

You push yourself off of him, panting and breathless as you looked up at him.

"An—"

You were barely able to let out a syllable when he yanked at your arm, his grip tight and unyielding as he pushed you onto the couch. You leaned onto your elbows, eyes wide and face flushed as you looked up at him through your eyelashes.

"I'm starving baby, and you look like a damn meal right now." He tilted his head as he looked down at you, grinning like a madman. The sight made you quiver, feeling like a piece of meat rather than his lover.

Your gaze fell down to his glossy mouth, noting the drool that was seeping past the corner of his lips.

Strange.

"Andre, you're drooling." You commented, your heart racing a little faster as your brain tried to connect each of these strange occurrences. Andre's sudden appearance, his relaxed demeanor, his drool, and that damn insatiable look of hunger in his eyes.

"Just excited baby. You wanna taste?" He chuckled, giving you no time to linger on your observations as his hands already started groping at your body. He grabbed at the flush meat of your thighs, bunching up your skirt up to your hips, a low growl coming from his chest when he saw the damp spot on your panties. "Fuck, look how wet she is for me."

Your breath hitched when you felt his fingers tug your panties to the side, whimpering as the cool night air hit your cunt. You instinctively tried to close your legs, but his hands kept them spread wide open.

"None of that baby. Let me see her." Andre grunted, two of his fingers swiping at your slick cunt, gathering up your juices onto his fingers. A chuckle rumbled out of him when he saw how you shivered, your body reacting just the same as when he deflowered you so many months ago.

"Been a while since I've had you, but seems your body still remembers me perfectly clear."

You groaned when he removed his fingers, hips bucking into the air at the loss of friction.

"Andre, don' tease me." You whispered, your hands gently pulling at him so he was on top of you, but it was then when you noticed his eyes. His baby blue's that you adored were replaced by an empty grey, a haunting color that made your heart stop.

He wasn't Andre.

He noticed the look of horror in your eyes, his smile forming into a terrifying grin as one hand harshly grabbed at your cheeks and pushed you down while the other held down your hips, keeping you caged under him.

"Oh baby, I was hoping you wouldn' notice." He spoke softer, as if trying to soften the damage. You squirmed and writhed, trying to kick your feet at him but he was strong — so fucking strong. Your futile attempts were like a little kitten head butting against his muscled body.

"Shh, easy girl. I won' hurt 'ya." He reassured you, but you knew he was just whispering sweet lies so you'd ease up and let him in.

You squealed when you felt his leaking tip against your slick hole, tears welling in your eyes as he slowly slid inside, filling you up inch by inch until his hip was flush against the swell of your ass. " 'atta girl... my sweet girl, taking me so well aren' 'ya?" He cooed, his thumb swiping at the tear pricking down the corner of your eye, shushing you as he slowly began to rock his hips.

You hated how your body took him, how your hole weeped at each of his thrusts, and even worse how you moaned in ecstasy. You didn't want to admit it, but It felt good — really fucking good.

"Taking me so good, yeah? Fuck— Fucking missed how you clench around me baby." He purred in your ear, his tongue licking at the shell of your ear and making your back arch off the couch. He knew exactly what you liked, how to make you unravel and turn into putty in his hands.

He fucked you just like how Andre did.

"An— hnngh-" Your mind was breaking, eyes squeezed shut at how his cock kept hitting your g-spot, making you mewl and cry beneath him until you were a puddle.

He dragged sloppy kisses down from your flushed cheeks to the meat of your neck, sucking and nibbling on the tender skin, making a shiver shoot up your body when you felt his sharp canines poke at your skin.

Your nails clawed at his back, trying to scratch at him and push him off but he was a determined man that wouldn't stop until you could feel him in your veins and your heart only pumped for him. 

"Don' fight it, once I bite you we'll be together forever baby."

And you didn't — or really you couldn't. You couldn't fight how he held you down, his hot seed filling you up as he sank his teeth into your flesh, letting you shake and writhe until your hands fell limp and your eyes glossed over.

"You're beautiful like this." Andre grinned, his mouth covered in blood and the crimson liquid dripping down his chin. He looked down at your trembling form, licking his bloodied lips as he was entranced by your body shifting into a vampire.

His beautiful bride, a vampire just like him now.

「 Masterlist ❤︎ 」

Authors Note: I put a bunch of references to sinners lol! If you've seen the movie then you probably noticed them

Simon helps you put on your heels

pairing: simon "ghost" riley x fem!reader cw: implied smut, simon is a flirt, he'd rather be home with his lovie than at a social gathering

"Simon, can you help me love?"

Your back was facing simon, head turned to look at him behind your shoulder.

He was in the middle of buttoning his shirt, a chuckle rumbling out of his chest as he stepped closer to you — calloused hands running along your back, savoring the feeling of his hands on your soft skin. He lowered his head and planted a kiss your shoulder, making the small hairs on the back of your nape rise and a whine fall past your lips.

"Simon." You'd huff out softly, pouting at him for being such a tease.

"Sorry darlin', you just look so beautiful."

He whispered lovingly, planting one more gentle kiss on your exposed shoulder before zipping up your dress.

"You're stunning, love." Simon hummed as he looked at you through the mirror, his hands resting on your hips as he kissed the top of your head.

"We're gonna be late if you keep this up Simon."

"I wouldn't mind that."

You rolled your eyes, wriggling yourself out of his grasp as you walked to where your heels were. Simon followed closely behind, hooking his arm around your waist to stop you from bending down to grab your heels.

"I'll do it for you love."

Simon purred softly, kneeling on one leg as his hands guided your feet to slip into your heels, planting a tender kiss on your knee as you giggled at the soft affection.

"Si—"

You gasped when his lips went further up your leg, immediately grabbing his scalp and pulling him away — a grin on his face as your frowned.

"We can't be late Simon!"

You'd remind him and he'd huff playfully, still smiling as he got up onto his feet and press a kiss on your temple.

"After the party then love?"

"Fine." You'd roll your eyes, but your frown couldn't last when he kept peppering kisses all over your face.

Sneaky bastard, knew exactly how to rile you up and then calm you down. (And he definitely got what he wanted after the party)

「 Masterlist ❤︎ 」

First 'date'

Bucky Barnes x Reader

A/N Sorry for not being active I've just been spending time with friends and family but I'm back now! Also, this is going to be a series but idk how often I will update it.

THIS IS NOT AN 18+ FIC BUT I STILL FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE WITH MINORS READING MY FICS SO PLEASE DNI IF YOU ARE A MINOR.

Summary You and Bucky go on a first 'date'

DO NOT REPOST ONTO ANY OTHER APPS/WEBSITES. THE ONLY PLACE THIS FIC IS ON IS TUMBLR.

Warnings Fluff

You couldn't remember the last time you felt so nervous. You were getting ready for a date with James (or Bucky as he tells you to call him.) You met him on a dating app and were texting for two weeks before you decided to go on this date. 

As well as feeling nervous, you also felt excited to meet Bucky. He seemed so sweet over text and judging by his profile picture, he was the hottest guy you had ever seen. 

You could only hope he was like this in real life. 

“Can I come in now?” your friend, Ella, shouted from the other side of your bedroom door. 

“Yeah,” you shouted back. 

Your so-called ‘date’ was more of a meeting at a coffee shop so you were wearing a slightly oversized shirt, your favourite jeans, and a pair of black sneakers. You had minimal makeup on and your hair was styled in a way that made you feel confident. 

You and Bucky are anxious people and agreed that a coffee shop would be a much more calming environment when meeting each other for the first time. 

“Do I look ok?” you asked Ella. 

“You look amazing y/n!”

“Really?” you questioned. 

“You're going to a coffee shop, not a Michelin-star restaurant,” Ella told you. 

“Ok,” you took a deep breath, “I’m ready.”

You grabbed your bag off your bed and made sure you had everything you needed. 

“I'll see you later,” you told Ella. 

“I'll see you later if you don't end up getting laid.” 

You rolled your eyes and left the apartment you shared with Ella. 

The coffee shop was a five-minute walk away so you weren't in a hurry to get there. 

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Once you got there you scanned the shop and your eyes landed on the man sitting at the table in the corner. You could only see the back of his head but he was dressed in all black and that's what Bucky told you he wore. 

You cautiously approached him so as not to scare him.

“A-are you Bucky?” you asked. 

The man turned around and smiled at you, “I am.” he replied.

“Thank God, if you said no I was gonna be so embarrassed,” you walked over to the chair across from him and sat down. 

“How are you today?” he asked, cringing at the question. 

“I was a little nervous earlier but I feel better since you seem to be in a similar state,” you responded with a chuckle. 

“Is it that obvious?” he asked, rubbing the back of his head.

“Just a little bit, but you don’t have to feel bad about it,” you assured him.

You looked at the table where his hands were resting. You noticed the black gloves but didn’t say anything, you knew who he was but weren’t sure if he knew that and you didn’t want to make him uncomfortable. You didn’t see him as a bad person or a villain. You did your research on him a while back and you could’ve never blamed him for his actions, he didn’t have control of himself at the time. 

He seemed so genuine and kind, nothing like the monster the government made him out to be. You started to speak about how your week had been so far and you thought it was funny how Bucky spoke about his friend Sam who he seemed to love and hate at the same time.

“Do you want to order now?” he asked you.

You just nodded in response.

“If you want I can order for us,” Bucky offered.

You told him your order and thanked him for ordering for you. He got up from his seat and walked over to the counter to order. He told the barista the drinks he wanted and paid. As he was waiting for the drinks he looked over to you and smiled. 

You returned his smile and butterflies erupted in your stomach. You tried to calm your nerves by looking at your lap. 

A few minutes later, Bucky returned with the drinks and sat back down.

“Thanks,” you told him, “you didn’t have to buy my drink for me.” 

“It’s the least I could do doll,” he told you with a smile.

You both continued to get to know eachother even more until the barista came over to tell you that closing time was in 5 minutes.

“So I guess that’s the end of our date,” Bucky chuckled, “ I hope I wasn’t too boring.” 

“Hey, don’t put your self down, I had a good time,” you gave him a small smile.

You said your goodbyes and went your separate ways. 

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As you walked through the door of your apartment, you were bombarded by Ella.

“So how did it go with Bucky?” he wiggled her eyebrows at you.

“It was really good, I hope we can go on another date, maybe to a restaurant next time,” you told her with a smile on your face.

Ella squealed and pulled you further into your apartment. 

You were about to go into the livingroom when you heard the notification sound on your phone go off. 

“Who is it?” Ella inquired.

“It’s Bucky,” you replied, clicking on the notification, “He wants to go on another date!” you almost shouted with excitement.

“Fuck yeah, my bestie is finally gonna get that D.” 

“Calm down, you’re more excited about me having sex with Bucky then I am,” you laughed.

The rest of the night was spen watching movies whilst eating snacks and telling Ella everything about your ‘date’ with Bucky.

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Hi love 🖤

I want to start by congratulating you on reaching 100 followers; you deserve every single one! 🥳

Second of all, I would love to make a request for your celebration, and this one will be for none other than our most wonderful God of Mischief, Loki! 💚

This story can be as either a regular or best friend or partner, whichever you think fits best with this story! But since Loki is of course the God of Mischief, what would a prank war with him look like?

Him and Reader pranking each other in a lot of different ways, all with the goal of making everyone laugh of course, we don't want anyone to intentionally get hurt during this!

I can't wait to see where you're going to take this idea, and once again, congratulations on reaching this wonderful milestone 🖤

Loki x Reader

A/N Firstly, I want to say thanks for your support xoxo. Secondly, thanks for the ask and I was very excited when I first saw it. I hope I write Loki's character right since I love him but have never written for him before. I also decided to make Loki and the reader a couple and I only used he/him pronouns for Loki but I am aware that Loki is genderfluid so next time I write a fic I will make sure to include that. This is a part of my 100 followers celebration and likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated.

THIS IS NOT AN 18+ FIC BUT I STILL FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE WITH MINORS READING MY FICS SO PLEASE DNI IF YOU ARE A MINOR.

Summary

DO NOT REPOST ONTO ANY OTHER APPS/WEBSITES. THE ONLY PLACE THIS FIC IS ON IS TUMBLR.

Warnings Fluff

Loki was the God of mischief. There was no doubt about that and he even carried his mischievous tendencies into your relationship. That was why there was an unnofficial prank war going on between both of you. 

It all started when Loki set up a flour bomb but used his powers to mask it which made it invisible. 

You were thinking of a way to trick Loki and decided on hiding all his books. 

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“Do you know where my books are darling?” Loki asked you.

“No babe,” you responded, trying to stop yourself from smiling.

“Ok,” he replied.

A few minutes later, he walked back into the room, “Are you sure you don’t know where any of my books are my love?” he asked, crossing his arms.

“I told you I don’t know, you must have misplaced them,” you shrugged.

“I can’t have misplaced seven books darling,” he told you with his right eyebrows raised.

He looked around everywhere in the living room and walked back out in search of his ‘misplaced books’.

Once you knew he had gone, you took the books out from under the couch and placed them in a pile on the coffee table.

“My love, where on this god forsaken planet have you put my books,” Loki asked, walking back into the room.

“They’re on the coffee table love,” you said, desperately trying to hold in your laugh.

Loki huffed and looked at the coffee table where his books were.

“I can assure you my love, the books weren’t there earlier,” he stated, crossing his arms again but this time he had a smile on his face.

This made your facade crack and you burst out laughing.

“Do you think this is funny darling?” he questioned, walking over to you on the couch.

He leaned over and started to tickle you, “I won’t stop until you apoligose my love.” 

“I-I’m sorry b-babe,” you weezed out.

Loki stopped tickling you and gave you a chassed kiss.

“It was payback for the flour bomb,” you told him.

“So does that mean you declare a war,” he proposed.

“Yes. I am declaring a prank war,” you said, crossing your arms and sitting up straight.

“You’re going to regret this love. You’re messing with the God of Mischeif,” he said matter-of-factly.

“I can take you,” you declared.

“It’s official then,” Loki announced.

“I think we need to officially seal it though,” you said.

“How do you suppose we do that?” Loki inquired.

“I think we should kiss to seal the deal.” 

“That sound fair.” 

You kissed Loki and then he picked his books up and left the room. 

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It had been a few days since you had declared a prank war on Loki and you both haddn’t made a move yet. That was until today.

Loki knew you enjoyed baking on the weekends so he decided to prank you today.

He grabbed the carton of six eggs and took them out of the fridge. He filled a pan with water and put it on the hob he turned on a few minutes prior. Then, he put the eggs in when the water was boiling and waited until he knew they were hard-boiled. 

Although Loki was unskilled in the kitchen due to his upbringing, he was still taught some basic skills and one of them happened to be boiling eggs.

Loki took the eggs out of the pan and waited for them to cool down before putting them back in the carton. 

He cleared his tracks and started to make coffee and pancakes for both of you.

As he was halfway through flipping pancakes, you walked into the kitchen and wrapped your arms around him. 

You kissed his back before saying, “good morning babe.” 

“Good morning love, how did you sleep?” 

“It was alright, and you?” you grabbed your coffee and sat down at the kitchen table.

“I always sleep well when you’re in bed,” his response was a little too kind compared to his usual responses.

Loki wasn’t mean to you -he was far from it- but he usually pulled that line out if he felt particularly cuddly or if you went to sleep mad at each other (which was an infrequent occurrence), making it seem more out of place.

You just shrugged it off and carried on with your morning as usual.

At around 12 o’clock, you turned to Loki on the couch and asked if you had any eggs he responded that you did so you decided to bake a cake for the two of you.

Loki had been acting weird all morning but you couldn’t put your finger on it. You concluded that he wasn’t feeling too good (mentally or physically) so baking would allow you to give him space and make him something he enjoys.

You got all the ingredients out and started to measure them. Once that was done, you mixed the butter and sugar together before reaching over to the eggs. You grabbed the first one and tried to crack it on the side of the bowl. 

You were extremely confused when only the shell cracked. Without thinking, you reached for another egg but the same thing happened. You looked a little closer and peeled the shell off. 

That’s when you realised why Loki had been acting strange all morning.

You walked into the living room with the two eggs and saw Loki reading a book. You strolled over and grabbed the book out of his hand which made Loki smirk. 

“So you found my little surprise my darling.”

“Yeah I did,” you retorted, putting both hands on your hips, “Do we actually have any eggs or have you boiled them all?” 

“Theres a spare carton of eggs hidden behind the cheese and yoghurts.”

“I’m gonna get you back for this,” you assured him.

“Oh, I’m sure you will love,” he almost whispered, to which you responded by putting your middle finger up at him as you walked out the room.

I’m considering doing part two because I have a few different prank ideas, but I don’t want to make this fic too long. Idk about you guys but I have a shit attention span which means I struggle to read longer fics but if that is what you want then comment below and I will make fics longer in the future.

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