Charles Leclerc

You're My Queen

Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x plus size!reader

Warnings: Insecurities, self deprecating thoughts.

Summary: It saddened Loki to see you view yourself as anything less than a queen.

Wc: 576

a/n: @lilacprincessofrecovery I am so sorry that it took me so long to get to this, but I had a lot of fun writing for Loki though! I feel like it's always such a nice refresher when I thrown in a character that I rarely ever write for! Thank you so much for your patience, it really does mean everything in the world to me! I hope you enjoy! :]

masterlist | AO3

TAGLIST: @alina02 @louderfortheback @minervadashwood @their-love @fandomsarelifee @theendofthe70s @nomajdetective @mgg-theprettiestboy

Even though Loki came from Asgard, he was an Earth man, through and through, why wouldn’t he be? That was the planet where he had found you. It was a complete accident, at least in your end, bumping into him on the street where he stood with his brother. If you was anyone else, he would’ve snapped on you, but it was as if his words died in his throat, and for the first time in what felt like centuries, the god of mischief, the man that always seemed to have something to say, was rendered speechless. He couldn’t help but let his gaze follow you, even after you apologized to him.

All he could recall from that day was Thor saying, “That’s a good one, brother.”

And a good one you were. At least in his mind. Loki considered you his goddess, a queen that everyone should bow down to and worship for the rest of their days. Sadly, you didn’t see yourself that way. At first, he was angry, angry that these pathetic humans ever dared to talk down to you, to make you feel any less important than you truly were. To him, you were the sun, the moon, the stars, the creator of the universe, the person that made his life make sense, but your insecurities only got worse when you’d visit Asgard.

“Loki…” You said unsurely as you stared at the dress laid out on the bed before you. Even though Loki despised his “family,” it would be the first time that they had met you, and he demanded that you’d have respect. “I don’t think this is going to fit.” Which was a half lie. The gorgeous cloth was intimidating; with beautiful intricate golden details to the corset which was even prettier. To you, you felt as though you had no business wearing something like this.

“Darling,” You heard him state as he walked over to you. “I’ve had that dress made just for you. It is one of a kind.” You shook your head, trying to conjure up any other excuse, but coming up empty handed. “I don’t deserve to wear this.” You said as your shoulders slumped. It was embarrassing really, how harshly you looked down on yourself to the point where you couldn’t allow yourself to enjoy the fact that you were on a whole other planet, let alone dating a god.

He placed his hands on your waist lovingly, turning you around so that you faced him.

“That’s nonsense and you know it.” He said sternly. “You are more deserving than anyone in the cosmos. You have hung the stars, my love.” His hands innocently traced your body, no lust in his intentions as he looked at you earnestly. “You are gorgeous. Perhaps the most enchanting woman I have ever met. It kills me, my sun, to hear you speak of yourself this way.” Your heart beat fast in your chest as his hands cupped your full, rounded cheeks that he adored so much.

“Loki I…” You went to say, but he was quick to cut you off. “No, I refuse to listen to such ridiculous words.” He then in turn, grabbed the dress and handed it to you. “You are my queen, and a queen deserves everything pleasant the universe has to offer, but,” He said with an airy laugh, “A dress is a great way to start.”

And for a moment, you believed him.

Yes, Eddie can be the most dominant boyfriend during sex. Yes, he‘ll pin you down and make you cry on his cock while making you cum over and over again, until you’re dumb and cock-drunk. BUT, as we all know, Eddie is a goofy man…and he definitely is goofy during sex too. A 100%!!! You can’t change my mind. Soft giggles and jokes fall from your and his lips, kissing each other softly why he pounds into your wet cunt.

"Ed‘s! Can you please switch the song? I don’t want to get railed to 'psycho holiday‘!“ you laugh at him and he looks at you with a shocked face. "Don’t you dare go say that! That song is a banger!" He says and starts to bounce his head up and down to the music. You just chuckle and shake your head slowly, continuing to dig your nails into his back when he suddenly stops his movements after a while. You look up at him in confusing when he suddenly walks over to the radio and skips the song.

"You’re right, that Song sucks while fucking…but it still is a banger!“ he winks at you before continuing his work ;)

Please read: hellooo! I‘m pretty busy atm so I deeply apologize for not answering all requests atm! But I really want to make them good, so I want to take my time with them!

masterlist

I Would Follow You Into Mordor

pairing: eddie munson x fem!reader

word count: 1.3k

summary: when eddie starts to doubt himself, you're there to remind him how loved he is.

“Do you ever regret saying yes to me?”

Your head snaps down to look at your lover of almost one year. “What?”

You knew Eddie had his insecurities and his doubts, but it was almost never brought up out of the blue like this.  “Do you ever regret saying yes to being my girlfriend?” Eddie repeats with a tight voice.

You knew something was up when he came home from school, sat down at his desk without so much as a look in your direction, and began working on his next D&D campaign.

“Eds, where is this coming from?” You attempt to lift his head with your hand but he burrows further into your neck with a noise of protest. You let out a small sigh before saying, “Eddie, I will never regret you. Ever.”

His jaw clenches and his grip around you tightens. You know he’s about to cry, so you hold him as tight as you possibly can. What brought this on? You have a feeling Jason and one of his dickhead friends had something to do with it, but you decide to let him tell you in his own time.

Eddie hates being vulnerable with others, he’d rather deal with his emotions on his own, not wanting to burden others. Now that he has you, though, he can’t seem to want to deal with it alone. He knows he can show you the darkest and most scarred parts of him and you would love him all the same. That doesn’t stop the doubts and insecurities from fogging his knowledge of that, though. 

“I love you,” he says in a voice so low you wouldn’t have been able to hear it if he wasn’t so close. You can feel your heart breaking inside of your chest, not knowing if the crack in his voice was from the low tone he was using or the tears threatening to spill in the juncture of your neck. 

“I love you too, Eds.”

You run your fingers through his curls as his breathing begins to pick up and stutter, hoping in vain to calm him down a bit. You hold him close as he cries, your own eyes welling up, but blinking them away almost immediately. You needed to be strong, to be able to comfort him the way he needed.

“Why?” He chokes out through his tears.

“Why what?” 

“Why do you love me?”

The question pauses your hands and your breathing, knowing you had to answer thoroughly. You’re not very good at telling him how you feel verbally, opting for doing things for him or writing him letters instead. 

Before you can answer though, he’s speaking again, this time with a quivering voice full of self-depreciation, “I don’t have anything to offer you,” he lets out a sharp breath. “I can’t give you the life you deserve. I can’t take you to fancy restaurants or buy you fancy clothes. I’m a good for nothing-"

“Stop,” you interrupt with a soft but firm voice. “Don’t talk about yourself like that,” he scoffs and pulls to move away but you keep him held to your chest. “Eddie, you really don’t know do you?”

This time you allow him to pull away. He glances down at you with his glassy red eyes that are full of sadness. “Know what?”

“How much I love you,” you softly smile and move so both of you are sitting facing each other on his bed. You move the bangs away from his face and cup his cheek. He opens his mouth to speak but you shake your head, letting him know you weren’t done. He closes his mouth, stares at you, and waits. He wants to hear what you’re gonna say, he needs to.

“You have shown me a love I thought only existed in movies. One I’ve dreamed of having since I was a little girl. I never thought I was going to find someone to love me the way I wanted to be, until I found you. You make me feel a way I’ve never felt before and I never want to feel another way again. You are the best thing in my life, Eddie. I wouldn’t trade you for anything. Not even Rob Lowe,” he laughs at that and feels his heart warming. He knows how you feel about Rob Lowe.

“Yeah,” you continue. “Not even Rob could make me take my eyes off of you,” —you kiss his forehead and wipe newly fallen tears from his cheeks— “I don’t want to live my life with anyone else. You are the best thing that’s ever happened to me and I wish you could see how amazing you are. You deserve everything good in this world. I will continue to do my damndest to prove to you how worthy of every ounce of my love you are. You deserve love and happiness more than anyone I know, Eds.“

As soon as you finish, he’s launching himself at you, and crying for a different reason. You let your own tears fall this time, and they cascade down into his pretty brunette curls. “Thank you,” he cries while giving the space between your collarbones a kiss. 

You don’t reply, instead lifting his head to kiss him on the lips. It’s full of all the love, passion, and adoration you both feel for each other; it’s almost enough to cause a new wave of tears to come to your eyes. “Eddie,” you whisper.

“Hm?” he says after pulling away to put his face into your neck, kissing the skin there.

“Want me to prove my love to you even more?” He sighs out a desperate yes before clutching to you tighter and bringing you into his lap. You softly push him away from your neck to kiss him, slowly trailing up to his ear. 

The little noises he is letting out sends fire to your lower abdomen, he has no idea what he does to you even while doing nothing. As you reach just below his ear with your lips, he lets out a real moan as he grabs your waist with a vice-like grip that has you almost letting out a moan of your own.

You push it down, however, to whisper in his red-tipped ear, “I would follow you into Mordor.”

His grip on your wait loosens as he leans back to look at you. The smile on his face is so soft that you can feel your insides melting. “My sweet girl,” he exhales a laugh, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “Now that convinced me you actually do love me.”

You let out a dramatic gasp and playfully swat at his chest. “And my whole speech where I poured my heart out didn’t convince you of that, Edward?”

He grasps at the place where you hit, letting out a groan of faux pain before flopping onto his back in the bed. “Your speech was beautiful, but I take Tolkien more to heart, baby.” 

He laughs as you try to get off of his lap, grabbing you and pulling you down to his chest. You scowl at him, before a smile ultimately breaks out across your face. “You’re a nerd, you know that?”

“You’re the one who brought up Lord of the Rings first!” He exclaims leaning forward to blow a wet raspberry on your cheek. You squeal and try to move your face away, but he grips your jaw with both hands, locking you in place.

He continues the raspberry assault on your entire face before finally pulling back to admire his work. Your face is shiny with a small pout adorning your mouth. It makes him want to kiss you, so he does (no raspberry this time, thank god) while giggling. Eddie looks at you, admiring every inch of your face. He’s never loved anyone this way before, fully reciprocating every word you said to him just a few minutes prior. You are his forever. He will want you in every life, no matter what. Nobody will ever and could never compare to you.

How did he get so lucky?

He stares into your eyes, a serious look on his face, but with a smile playing on his lips and he says, “I too would follow you into Mordor.”

Just Eddie😍

“Floating up and dreamin”

H.S. - t.p.w.k.

← Main Masterlist

reader inviting friends in her house and getting drunk and once her friends leave one of her siblings (maybe another character) calls eddie because reader fell asleep while sitting on a chair and her head on the table and their sibling cant carry them and when eddie arrives he carries reader to her bedroom then before eddie leaves he gives a forehead kiss to reader and while he was about to walk out reader grabs his hand and begs him to stay with her lol

warnings: swearing, thats it but please tell me if i missed something!

pairing; eddie munson x drunk!henderon!reader

a/n: i had to make dustin the brother because i mean COME ON ITS THE CUTEST ONE!!!

you sat on the couch, singing some song while your friends grabbed the bottle from your hands and put it on the table

you loved inviting your friends over, especially since your mom was either not home or working all day, so why not take advantage?

you usually don’t drink, but after some convincing, your friends got you to drink and have fun. which they now regret seeing how wasted you were 

dustin usually came home late, your friends got up and walked out, dustin walked in, smelling the alcohol and seeing your best friend, lora, smiling at him

“have fun with that” she said as she patted dustin’s shoulder and walked out

he closed the door and looked at you, noticing your overly drunken state, “jesus. y/n. how much did you drink” he sighed

“dusty!” you exaggeratedly squealed, “give me hugs!” you said, getting up and running to him with open arms

“no!” he yelled and ran away, “absolutely not. gross”

you pouted, “why don’t you just go to bed” he said and you sat back in the couch, your eyes slowly closing

“not here!—come on, man” he sighed and picked up the phone

soon enough, dustin opened the door, revealing eddie, who quickly walked in to see you sleeping while laying your head on the table

“attacked me with a hug, it was traumatizing” dustin said, screwing his face up at the thought of hugging his own sister, how disgusting

“jeez, must have been a fun night”

“not for me! had to deal with her gross drooling when i was waiting for you. i’m out” he said and went into his room, closing the door as eddie playfully rolled his eyes and walked towards your sleepy self

“baby?” he said as he slightly shook you and you just mumbled, “alright, come on, off to bed” he said, picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder as you kept your eyes closed

he placed you on the bed, and couldn’t help but notice your make up. he always liked watching you do your make up, or even remove it. not because he really cared, just liked staring at you, but he learned some things along the way

he grabbed the cotton and make up remover, placing a good amount on the cotton as he began wiping your face. once he was done, he stroked your hair, once he made sure you were asleep, he was about to walk out until he heard a sound. he looked behind him to see you sitting up now

you pouted as you made grabby hands at him, and he just chuckled, going back into your bed and holding you close, as you began falling back into your sleep while holding his hand

Charles Leclerc

#cl16🏎️