What If He Opened His Mouth Like A Baby Bird When He Was Hungry Before The HPSC Trained It Out Of Him

Lost & Found part 2

(Quirkless AU ft. Todosiblings , Big Bro Touya, Dabihawks but it’s complicated)

The Variant

Written By: LokisLittleMisfit

Characters: Loki x Reader

Contains: smut, praise, bondage, fingering, m/f sex, public sex and more…

Plot: So this was a reader request they asked for “Smut with a sprinkle of plot” and they got just that. Basically y/n is a TVA agent training under Mobius and comes face to face with President Loki, smut ensues. Enjoy!

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             I didn't exactly love my job at the TVA but I didn't hate it either, I was bored and I longed for more adventure but Mobius would never allow that he was far too protective of me. I reminded him of someone though he couldn't quite pin point who since he still didn't know much about his life before he was determined to be a variant and sentenced to a lifetime of servitude to the TVA. I was what you'd call a pencil pusher, a desk jockey and I wasn't built for it in my opinion I felt like I would have been better as a hunter but Mobius disagreed as he felt I had the heart and mind of am agent which was funny considering I was a detective before the TVA came for me and I wanted so badly to go back to my life there but I was meant to die so it couldn't happen.

        On rare occasion I would get to go out into the field to pick up another variant and vet them to see what was the right course of action, I often wondered how many lives Mobius and I saved that way since we had almost completely rid the TVA of pruning. Today more boring files came across my desk to examine, a soccer mom, a bored housewife, an old fat CEO the same old thing again and again but as I sat hunched over my desk disgruntled and frustrated a group of hunters rushed by surrounding someone who was obviously trouble.

"I am a god you idiots!" he shouts.

A god? I think "This is absurd!" I hear as a hunter runs up to Mobius.

"Sir, we found one, we found a Loki" she informs him.

"A Loki?!" I repeat excitedly.

"Oh no, you're staying right there kiddo" Mobius commands.

"What?! No! I'm your partner, and in training! You have to take me" I insist.

Mobius sighs and rolls his eyes at me "Fine, but don't talk to him" he demands. 

"Not a word" I nod jumping up to follow him to the time theater they've placed the variant in.

"You are way too excited about this" Mobius comments .

"Well its exciting" I reply.

"No its not, Loki's are a pain in the ass, nothing but mischief and trouble with a smart mouth" Mobius argues.

"You sure I can't talk to him?" I tease.

"Not a word, I mean it" Mobius says sternly.

"Fine" I huff following him through the large doors into the theater.

     The variant sat in a small white chair near the table in the center of the room or maybe the chair was regular sized compared to how tall and lanky he was, he wore a dark green 3 piece suit and a horned crown rested on the front of his head as well as a button on his lapel that read 'Loki for President' then there was his hair, dark and curly and his deep emerald eyes seemed to pierce right through me.

“Ah, hello" his voice was husky almost like a growl "Aren't you a pretty little thing?" he purrs.

"No, you don't talk to her, you talk to me, capiche?" Mobius snaps.

"What does the lady think?" Loki asks as he stares me down making an ache grow between my thighs.

"Hey!" Mobius shouts smacking the table "Me. Not her!" he demands.

With my heart pounding I exit the room to try and collect myself, my hands shake and the persistent ache between my thighs continues, while I tried to get a grasp on things Mobius stayed inside talking to Loki until finally the doors open and Mobius exits

“Done already?” I ask.

"He's not talking" Mobius answers.

"Oh tough luck" I reply.

"Oh I'm just gonna leave him in there to stew a bit while I grab lunch, care to join me?" Mobius asks.

"I'm not very hungry but thanks. I'll probably head back to my desk" I answer.

"Sounds good, stay away from him!" Mobius shouts back at me.

"Yes sir!" I reply.

    I of course disobey and dip into the room as soon as the coast is clear "Welcome back little one" Loki teases.

"What's with this?" I ask pointing to his button.

"This? Well I'm President in my universe" Loki answers.

"Oh really?" I mock.

"Yes, not quite as good as king, but it'll do for now" he replies leaning back in his chair "So what brings you back in? Curiosity killed the cat you know?" Loki comments.

"Yes but satisfaction brought it back again" I reply.

"Ooh, I like your wit darling" Loki smiles "I could bring you such satisfaction" he offers.

"Don't get any ideas" I warn.

"Far too late for that" Loki chuckles "I've already had so many, and they're all so delicious" he smiles.

"Is that so?" I ask.

"Oh yes, for example I've imagined throwing you on this table and fucking you until you scream for me" Loki answers "Or using my tie to gag you and my belt to bind you while I bend you over it and fuck you mercilessly" Loki's vulgarity would usually disgust me but right now it was turning me on and I wanted him to say more.

"Is that all?" I press him.

"Of course not" Loki replies rising and moving toward me "You have a smart mouth, I'd need to quiet it" he answers getting closer as I bump into a stone wall with nowhere to go.

"And how would you do that?" I ask him trying to mask my fear.

"Fill it with my cock of course" Loki replies hooking his finger under my chin and rubbing my lips with his thumb before pressing his own against mine and flooding my mouth with his tongue pulling a moan from me as his hands cup my ass making me want more, but I wouldn't get any as Mobius returned and Loki pulls his lips from mine just as Mobius swings the door open and enters, Loki walks away adjusting his tie and hair before taking his seat again.

"I told you not come in here" Mobius snaps at me.

"You're not my boss Mobius!" I huff.

"Yes actually.....that...that is exactly what I am" he replies confused and instead of replying I storm out.

        Waiting just outside I can hear them in the theater "Ready to talk?" Mobius asks.

"Not to you" Loki replies.

"Well you're not talking to her" Mobius informs him "You like her don't you? She's very pretty" Mobius teases. "

I hadn't noticed" Loki replies flatly.

"You definitely have, you like her" Mobius goads him on.

"No I don't" Loki insists.

"I'll tell you what, you cooperate and I'll let you see her some more" Mobius offers.

"Well.....what do you need to know?" Loki asks hesitantly and it's at that time that I storm off upset that I was being used as a bargaining chip like that.

• • •

   Later that evening I sit in the archives adding my final notes to files assigned to me when Mobius approaches me "You disappeared earlier kid" he says.

"Yeah because I don't want to be used as bait without my consent" I huff.

"Oh come on, I thought you wanted things to be more exciting?" Mobius teases.

"He terrifies me Mobius" I admit looking up at him.

"He can't terrify you that much, you went in to see him alone with no one around" Mobius points out.

"It was a mistake, he's dangerous" I reply.

"More dangerous than your Loki? He destroyed a city" Mobius asks.

"I never met mine, there's a difference" I argue.

"He had a chance to hurt you 100 times over and he didn't" Mobius notes.

"Well maybe he likes to play with his food" I snap.

"He doesn't eat people" Mobius laughs.

"That's not what I meant.....nevermind" I sigh.

"Well it's late, I gotta get some rest to deal with him tomorrow, don't stay down here all night" Mobius says.

"Goodnight Mobius" I reply.

"Goodnight agent" Mobius answers before disappearing around the corner.

      After finishing my reports I head towards the elevator and what I should have done was press the button for 33 but I didn't press that one, instead I pressed the button for 44 where the holding cells were and waited for the doors to open revealing a hunter standing guard outside the wing.

"I need to speak to Variant 11037" I tell them.

"Variant 11037 is in maximum security, cell M-42" they reply.

"Thank you" I nod heading through the large iron doors toward maximum security located in a separated section in the back it consisted of only 4 cells that were larger and made with extra layers of iron and stone to avoid breakouts but it also made them virtually soundproof meaning if I needed help, no one would hear me.

        I stand in front of the doors to maximum where I could turn back but instead I lift my badge to the reader and wait while the light turns green, then again at door M-42 and my heart pounds as I hold my breath waiting for the door to slide open before stepping in and letting it close behind me.

    Loki sits up on the bed in the corner and smiles at me "Well hello there" he growls "Come to finish what we started darling?" Loki asks walking towards me "You're trembling pet" he comments waiting for me to answer but I can't "You needn't be afraid, I would never hurt you" Loki tells me lightly grabbing my chin between his thumb and forefinger and pressing his lips to mine again "Unless you wanted me to that is" he adds. 

"W-What?" I stutter.

"Oh come on, don't act so innocent" Loki chuckles "Just the usual...biting, scratching, spanking and choking" he explains "Maybe a bit of hair pulling" Loki purrs snaking his hand up the back of my neck into my hair and tugging on it to pull my head back and expose my neck biting down on my pulse eliciting a moan from me while his soft lips travel up to my cheek "Can you be a good girl?" Loki purrs.

"Yes" I whisper.

      My pupils dilate as I watch him remove his jacket and toss it over the chair followed by his vest and tie before rolling up his sleeves and walking back to me reaching out with his large hands and ripping my shirt open to reveal a black lace bra then after removing my shirt Loki tugs on my belt taking it off and pulling my pants down for me to step out of and revealing matching lace panties "Fucking gorgeous" he growls.

"Thank you sir" I reply quietly throwing Loki off for a moment.

"Oh. Well you're welcome sweet girl" he purrs smiling at me "Now kneel" Loki commands, I make sure to kiss him and nip at his neck as I do and then watch as he unfastens his belt and pants and removes his cock stroking it, long and hard, the tip red and ready for release "Go on, take it" Loki purrs but I'm distracted with the realization of how large he is and wonder what he'll feel like when he inevitably ends up inside me "What are you thinking about pet, focus on me" Loki instructs grabbing my chin.

"Sorry sir" I mumble reaching out and wrapping my hand around him to stroke his shaft slowly before leaning forward to lick the tip where a bead of cum had started to form and then swirling my tongue around the tip I take him into my mouth.

  "Fuuuck" Loki groans gripping my hair in his fist while I bob my head moving my mouth along his length occasionally scraping my teeth on his shaft and flattening my tongue against it before returning to the tip and pumping my hand along him faster and faster. 

      Loki bucks his hips and tosses his head back in ecstasy "Yes....fuck....don't stop...." he moans as his cock twitches signaling me to stroke him faster until he slams his hand into the stone wall behind me and throws his head forward "Shit....I'm cuming" he growls releasing his load into my mouth in long ropes and loosening his grip on my hair "You're such a good girl" Loki groans as I slide my mouth slowly off him and then looks down at me with a smile as he tucks his spent cock away "Come here" Loki instructs pulling me up and pressing his forehead to mine before kissing my lips again, only this time his kiss is different, almost desperate and thankful as he backs me against the table lifting me up to sit on it "Your turn princess" Loki purrs taking his shirt off to reveal a toned chest which I immediately begin to cover in kisses earning a chuckle from Loki "I said your turn" he repeats laying me back and yanking my underwear off, then spreading my legs he begins to nip at my thighs, his horned crown fading away as he does so, giving me a hint that he was powerful enough to do slight magic here.

        With his hands hooked on my thighs Loki reaches my aching cunt "You're so wet" he purrs against me before dragging his tongue between my folds.

"I've been wet for you all day sir" I admit with a whine.

"Oh I know beautiful, I know" Loki replies lifting his head up "And now the curious kitty can finally get her satisfaction" he growls inserting two fingers inside me.

"Please...." I moan.

"You'll have it princess, I promise" Loki purrs pumping and curling his digits slowly while his tongue flicks my clit.

"Lo-okiii" I moan arching my back as he slides in a third digit.

"That's right beautiful, use my name" Loki growls.

"Loki please.....oh god" I moan gripping the table tightly while Loki fucks me faster with his fingers, pressure building in my abdomen leading towards my orgasm.

"Go ahead, cum for me gorgeous, be a good girl" Loki purrs using his thumb to circle my clit and sending me over the edge.

  "I'm gonna cum...." I whine as my walls clench around Loki's fingers and I cum gushing on them and the table beneath me, Loki removes his fingers and dips his head down to lap me up as I lay there shaking and panting.

      I feel Loki's strong hands on me has he sits me up and pulls me against him "Shhh, I know" he whispers, his skin against mine an odd comfort for me "You did so well darling" he praises me, overcome by my own urges I begin to nip at Loki's neck and kiss his lips, I'd been so lonely and I hadn't realized it until now "You need to go princess" Loki mutters against my lips but I ignore him and continue with my desperate kisses "Hey...." Loki says sternly pushing me back "You need to go, come on" he says helping me down and handing me my clothing piece by piece to put back on.

"Loki..." I protest "You can't be here pet, now go" Loki argues and I know he's right so I dress to leave "My pet..." he calls after me and I turn to look at him "I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as I did" Loki winks as the door closes.

• • •

   The next day I notice that Mobius is at his desk most of the day which I find odd "Not questioning Loki today?" I ask. "

"No I left him in there with the welcome video on repeat" Mobius chuckles.

"That's worse than the time cell Mobius!" I snap getting up to find what theater he put Loki in.

    Mobius chases me down the hallways "Wait! Come on why do you care?" Mobius asks.

"You want to piss off someone that powerful?! Because I don't!" I exclaim.

"He's in 25" Mobius reveals.

     Upon our arrival we find that Loki has broken the projector and is now arguing with Miss Minutes, our resident hologram "Come here you incessant little beast!" Loki growls trying to swat her.

"You have no manners!" Miss Minutes shouts back and at this point I can't contain my laughter any longer gaining their attention.

"We'll take it from here Miss, thank you" Mobius says politely and Miss Minutes vanishes.

"Wretched little thing" Loki hisses straightening his jacket "If you hadn't broken that" Mobius points at the projector "She wouldn't have showed up" he explains.

"If you hadn't left that horrible after school special on I wouldn't have broken it!" Loki bellows.

   "Boys! Cut it out" I yell.

"Agent..." Loki mutters, apparently he hadn't noticed me when we came in.

"Yes hello" I say curtly to keep Mobius from catching on.

"Listen, I want to offer you a chance to work with us, help us" Mobius says.

"I've got my own universe to get back to" Loki huffs.

"Eh, not so much" Mobius shrugs.

"What?!" Loki and I both ask shocked.

"You were never supposed to win Loki" Mobius answers "What's one less universe in the grand scheme of things huh?" he adds.

"Why you half witted...." Loki starts as he lurches toward Mobius.

"No! Stop!" I shout knowing that Mobius has a pruning device on him.

"Don't Loki please" I beg.

"Why?! What are my options?! Stay trapped here or..." he looks at me.

"Be pruned and damned to the void for however long you survive" I explain.

     Loki scoffs and walks off while Mobius grabs me taking me out of the room "That was really stupid" he scolds when we get outside.

"I do that sometimes" I shrug.

"Thank you" Mobius replies.

"I didn't do it for you, I did it to protect him" I confess.

"I know that" Mobius winks "Now see if you can't convince him to work with us huh?" Mobius asks "I'll give you an hour" he adds.

"I won't need it" I reply confidently as I walk back in the room.

     Loki still stands with his back to me "I know what you're feeling" I say.

"I'll bet" Loki laughs "Why did you choose to stay" he asks.

"I didn't want to die" I answer honestly.

"What have I got to lose? I'd rather take my chances in the void, whatever it is, there's nothing for me here" Loki sighs.

"I'm here" I say softly.

     Time seems to drag as I stand there waiting for Loki to respond until finally he turns to look at me "That's cute little one" Loki chuckles "Come here" he beckons opening his arms to me and pulling me into a kiss "Very cute" he purrs.

"Please just try Loki?" I ask him.

"I just met you, why would I do anything for you?" Loki asks.

"Because the sex we had last night was fantastic and you want more" I answer coyly.

"It was good" Loki agrees "And I'm not finished with you yet" he adds "Go tell your master I'll stay" Loki sighs.

"He's not my master" I whisper kissing Loki deeply "You are" I wink walking out.

    Outside the theater I find Mobius "He'll do it" I tell him.

"Great, I'll get him briefed" Mobius answers.

"You're not going to wipe his memory so he'll be more complaint are you?" I ask.

"No, I need his memories" Mobius answers.

"Good" I say smiling softly before walking away but not before hearing Loki as Mobius enters "Where is she? Did you send her away?" he sounded stressed and it made me stop.

"Don't worry lover boy, you'll see her soon" Mobius teases him "I'm not in love, I just prefer her to you is all" Loki huffs.

• • •

   Back in the archives Mobius approaches me "Why are you always in here?" he asks me.

"Because I hate my desk" I answer.

"Ok then, did you know he could access his magic here?" Mobius asks.

"A little yeah" I nod "I figured it had something to do with everything going to shit" I add.

"Loki and his magic aren't something I want to deal with" Mobius sighs.

"Then don't piss him off" I smirk.

"Thank you for your invaluable advice agent" Mobius laughs "I'm calling it a night and you should too" he adds rounding the corner.

Not long after that, I clean up the table clearing all the files I was working on and head back to my quarters.

   After I've showered and changed into my pjs I pour myself a glass of wine and plop down on my sofa with a heavy sigh when there's a knock at my door "I thought you were calling it a night" I grumble heading to it and swinging it open "What do you ....Loki" I gasp when I discover it's him at my door.

"Can I come in?" he asks.

"Umm....yeah" I stutter moving out of his way and closing the door which he immediately pins me to and begins to kiss me "Loki.." I mumble against his lips.

"Shhh" he mutters.

"No....Loki..." I try again "Loki...stop" I say again finally getting him to pull away "I need to lock the door" I explain turning the deadbolt and latching the chain "Ok, now why aren't you in your cell?" I ask.

"I slipped away" Loki smirks.

"Alright fine" I huff grabbing my temp pad and calling up Mobius.

"What's up kiddo?" he answers "Please stop calling me kiddo" I sigh.

"Ok, what can do for you agent?" he teases.

"What's this doing here?" I ask turning the pad to face Loki.

"I told it that it could go there if you allowed" Mobius answers.

"I am not an it" Loki grumbles.

"So he didn't sneak away?" I ask prompting a roaring laugh to leave Mobius.

"Is that what he told you?!" he asks amused.

"No, I just wanted to make sure" I lie "Talk later" I add closing the pad.

    Loki stares at me for a moment "Why did you lie?" he asks.

"I don't know actually" I answer.

"Well that's a huge red flag that I'm going to elect to ignore" Loki says with a smirk.

"Oh that's rich coming from you, silver tongued god of lies" I retort as he approaches me and pulls me into a kiss.

"Im going to have a lot of fun tonight" he growls picking me up and carrying me to the bedroom.

    Once he gets me there Loki is immediately on me kissing me as his hands roam my body "I can't wait to fuck you" he growls "To hear you scream my name as you writhe with pleasure" he continues with his lips moving down my neck.

"What makes you think that you get to fuck me?" I ask.

"Your dilated pupils and your trembling lip to name a few" Loki answers, running his thumb over my bottom lip "I can practically smell the arousal on you" he purrs. Before I know it he's removing my clothes and his own until I stand before him in just my panties "Fuck you're beautiful" he growls.

"Thank you sir" I purr.

"Can you be a good girl for me" Loki asks.

"Yes" I answer.

"Good, I'm going to tie you up tonight" Loki tells me, I nod as he lifts me up and tosses me on the bed straddling me and binding my wrists with his belt to my headboard.

    I lay there trembling waiting for his next move when I feel a cold sensation against my skin and look to see Loki dragging the blade of his dagger lightly along my abdomen and using it to cut my underwear off before holding the blade to my cheek as he hovers over me "Are you frightened pet?" he growls.

"No" I shake my head.

"Why not?" Loki asks.

"You said you'd never hurt me" I answer.

"Such a good listener" Loki smiles "I won't hurt you pretty girl" he purrs dragging the blade along my collar bone before making it disappear.

    Loki grabs my chin and kisses me hard forcing his tongue inside my mouth "Oh the things I want to do to you, but where to start?" Loki hums "Here?" he growls cupping my wet core and earning a groan from me "No" he says leaving an open handed slap against my pussy causing me to groan "Maybe here?" Loki asks cupping my breasts in his hands and rubbing my nipples with his thumbs.

"Ungh.....fuck" I moan.

"Do you like the way I touch you?" Loki purrs.

"Yes sir" I whine.

"Do you want this?" Loki asks stroking his cock.

"God yes, please Loki" I beg opening my legs for him.

       Loki teases my entrance before starting to push into me, his cock stretching me to accommodate it while I wince and pull on my restraints whining "Shh, I know pretty girl, I know. It's okay" Loki whispers caressing my thighs. The pain is almost unbearable as Loki sinks further inside me finally reaching his base "You're such a good girl" he moans kissing me as he starts to move inside me, then lifting my legs up places them over his shoulders and wraps his hand around my throat fucking me hard "You're my perfect little slut" Loki growls through a clenched jaw.

        Never in my wildest dreams did I think I'd actually enjoy being degraded the way Loki was doing so now but I reveled in it and even played into it "Fuck me Loki" I whine at him.

"Yes, beg for it" Loki groans dropping my legs from his shoulders then hooking his hands behind my knees and lifting my butt off the bed to fuck me harder, the motion lightly pulling on my restraints and arms.

"Lo-oki....yes" I cry out, then suddenly Loki unlatches my hands from the bed flipping us over to enter me from behind and I feel a sting on my rear and it registers Loki had slapped it with his open hand "Again" I beg biting my lower lip and he obliges spanking me again "Again Loki" I moan, my bound hands gripping the sheets, his lips pressed to my back as he slaps me again and again until he throws me on my back thrusting back inside of me with one hand wrapped around my throat and the other thumbing my clit.

"Shit I'm gonna cum" Loki growls.

       Caught up in the moment I cry out "Fill me with your cum Loki, please I want it" I beg.

"Gods yes...." Loki moans loudly burying his face in my neck and releasing ropes of his seed inside me.

"Oh yes. Thank you Loki" I moan as I cum bucking hard against him.

"That's a good girl" Loki purrs fucking me through it until I finally still.

      A satisfied groan emits from Loki as he slides out of me and drops down beside me "Come here, give me your wrists" he says softly, unbinding them and tossing the binding to the side.

"Thank you" I say quietly while rubbing my wrists.

I feel Loki's large hands on them and look up at him "Are you hurt?" he asks, a hint of concern in his eyes.

"No, I'm ok" I tell him.

"Good" Loki smiles looking relieved "Because there is more where that came from and I need to know you can handle it" he adds.

"More? Like what?" I ask.

"Darling I have so much to teach you" Loki purrs "There are so many ways to satisfy you, to play with you" he says in a soft voice leaning down to kiss me "To love you" he whispers making me sit up quickly.

"Say that again" I insist.

"No" Loki declines.

"Say it" I press.

"No....that's not even what I meant" Loki insists.

   Kneeling in front of him I grab his cock and stroke it "Say it again" I purr.

"No" Loki growls through clenched teeth.

"You will" I reply.

"Not likely" Loki groans not able to control his cock hardening in my hand.

       Straddling him I grab his chin forcing him to look at me as I slide down onto him "Say it" I insist again.

"There's nothing to say" Loki replies. My hands are planted firmly on his shoulders as I begin to rock on top of him "You bitch" Loki growls.

"Just say it" I groan.

"You seem to have me confused with someone who cares for you" Loki grunts "Fuck.... woman please!" he hisses but I continue my torture until Loki tosses his head back and cries out "Alright! I do care about you dammit!" he confesses.

      Rewarding him for his honesty I ride him crashing my lips against his "Oh gods..... thank you" Loki says between moans, then without notice flips me around to lay me on my back and hovers over me "Although, it was unwise to tease me" Loki growls teasing my folds with his tip, pushing between them to tease my entrance and then pulling away.

"Lokiiii" I whine.

"Not so fun from the other side is it?" Loki teases dragging his tip between my folds and over my clit.

"Fuck! I'm sorry Loki! Please!" I beg him.

"Do you want your masters cock?" Loki purrs.

A "Yes! Please I need your cock master, I need you to fuck me" I beg more.

"You don't deserve to be rewarded, you were so naughty" Loki answers.

"Please master, please I'll do anything" I beg.

"Anything?" Loki asks.

"Yes, anything" I confirm.

"Tell me you love me" Loki demands.

"What?!" I ask shocked.

"Tell me you love me and I'll give you the release you crave" Loki replies.

"I don't love you" I argue.

"I'm not going to lie" I tell him trying to slide out from under him.

"I don't believe you" Loki tells me stopping me.

"How could I be in love with someone I just met?" I ask him.

"You tell me" Loki smirks.

"I can't because I don't love you" I insist.

"Yet you were willing to risk your life for mine today" Loki points out.

"I don't love you, but I do care for you and I don't want to lose you" I admit.

"Good enough" Loki smirks thrusting into me and fucking me hard slamming his hips against mine until he cums spilling his seed inside me and sends me toppling over the edge myself.

• • •

     Mobius leans back in his chair with a smirk "How was your night?" he asks.

"Don't" I warn him.

"What? I'm genuinely curious how your night was?" Mobius chuckles.

"I will make you regret it" I warn him again.

"Did you have a nice time?" he teases some more obviously not taking my warning seriously.

In an effort to teach him a lesson I slide my chair closer and lean in speaking in a low voice "It was fantastic, Loki kept me in pure orgasmic bliss for most of it of course, oh the things he can do.." I gush.

"Yep ok I'm sorry!" Mobius chirps getting up quickly as I throw my head back in laughter and slide back to my desk.

"What's so funny?" Loki asks, I hadn't seen him walk in.

"Nothing" we both reply.

"Right, ok" Loki replies unconvinced.

"We weren't talking about you mischief" I assure him.

"Don't call me that" Loki huffs.

"Aww, he's mad" I tease looking at Mobius.

"The void seems like a better option with every moment that passes" Loki grumbles walking away.

"Wait! Loki!" I holler after him.

      Finally catching up with him at the elevator I try to talk to him "Loki I'm sorry" I offer.

"I don't care, my feelings aren't so easily hurt pet" Loki says to me in a snarky tone.

"Oh ok, good" I reply turning to walk off.

"Wait,..." Loki calls after me.

"Yeah?" I answer turning back.

"Can you um, can you show me around the archives maybe?" Loki asks.

"Oh, yeah of course" I follow him into the elevator and take him to the archives stepping out quickly when the doors open "I hate elevators" I mutter.

"Really?" Loki asks amused.

"Yes, little glass boxes of death" I shudder.

"That's being a bit dramatic" Loki laughs.

"Whatever" I sigh walking away.

      As we walk through the archives I do my best to explain them to Loki "So it's a lot like a library, alphabetical order and what not, but still different" I say "In a library you have your genres, those don't exist here obviously but there are classifications and such" I continue.

"And the dark spooky corner?" Loki asks.

"Corrupted timelines....or universes I guess, where they converged and destroyed one another" I explain bringing him over to it.

"Fascinating" Loki mumbles pulling me into the dark corner for a passionate kiss "Seems like a perfect place to hide too" he purrs kissing my neck.

"Loki no" I protest but it goes unheard as Loki pulls my skirt up and moves my underwear to the side slipping his fingers inside me "Loki....not here..." I gasp quietly against his shoulder.

"You don't like a little danger?" Loki growls biting my neck.

     When I'm around Loki he ignites something in me that makes me act like a completely reckless fool and it was happening now "If you're going to fuck me then do it properly and use your cock" I hiss eliciting a laugh from Loki. He crashes his lips into mine while I hear the metallic of his belt buckle and swish of his zipper before feeling him push into me and bottom out.

"Oh...." Loki moans against my neck.

"Don't cum too quickly now" I tease him.

"Darling I'd never finish before I'm expected to" Loki smirks as he thrusts hard up into me.

"Oh....fuck...." I moan quietly prompting Loki to cover my mouth with one of his large hands.

"Shh, quiet little one" he purrs moving his hand away to cover my mouth with his own and swallow my moans while he continues to fuck me, his cock massaging my velvet walls as it twitches inside me, every thrust building the pressure inside my abdomen until my orgasm looms moments away.

"Master may I cum?" I moan in his ear.

"Yes you may beautiful girl" Loki purrs in response and I let go gushing on him and bucking against him.

"Oh gods....you're such a good girl.....you're my good girl...." Loki moans cuming with me and fucking me through it.

       I pant and whimper against Loki as quietly as I can while he drops my legs so I can stand up "I know....Shh I know" Loki soothes "Let's get you cleaned up" he whispers, after tucking himself away Loki waves his hand to dry my thighs and pulls my skirt down.

"You know before this whole mess you wouldn't have been able to use that magic" I comment.

"What mess?" Loki asks.

"The sacred timeline being broken" I answer "Magic didnt work here" I explain.

"Glad that's fixed" Loki winks placing a soft kiss on my cheek.

"I have to get back now" I tell him.

"It's lovely having you around pet" he purrs "Thank you" I tell him.

"Run along then" Loki smiles patting me on the butt as I walk by.

• • •

        Later that night I sit hunched over a table full of files in the archives making notes when Loki sneaks up behind me wrapping his arms around me and kisses me on the cheek "What are you still doing down here pet?" He purrs.

"Working" I answer.

"Rubbish, its late, come up with me and have some fun" Loki insists.

"I do need a bit of recovery time you know" I say raising an eyebrow.

"But do you need it tonight?" Loki asks.

"Ummm, no, I don't think so" I reply.

"Then lets go" Loki growls pulling on me.

"Hold on! I have to tidy these files up first" I squeal as Loki pinches my sides.

"I don't like to be kept waiting" Loki groans.

"I just need to drop these on my desk and we can go" I explain.

     After visiting my desk we board the elevator and wait as it rises to my floor, Loki looks at me leaning in close "Cameras" I warn him and he pulls away quickly. We both rush down the hall to my door and I let us in quickly slamming it behind me only to be pressed against it by Loki as he kisses me flooding my mouth with his tongue then pulling away.

"Undress" he commands.

"Yes master" I answer removing my clothing piece by piece until I'm naked in front of him.

"Very good, now bend over" Loki instructs pointing at the sofa. My hands grip the back tightly as I bend over behind it exposing my wet cunt to Loki.

     He's silent for a moment before I hear the metallic of his belt and he kicks my legs wider apart cupping me in his hand and massaging my throbbing pussy "Oh god...." I whimper quietly.

"That's exactly what I am pet" Loki purrs teasing me with his tip before pushing into me down to his base, then pulling out and doing it again "Fuck, you're so nice and tight" he growls.

        Loki grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls as he starts to pound into me "Yes......fuck me daddy please" I beg feeling Loki pull out of me and spin me around.

"Be a good girl then and suck daddy's cock" Loki growls.

"Yes sir" I reply sinking to my knees, taking him in my mouth and swirling my tongue around him as I suck.

"Gods yes...." Loki moans, his fist gripping my hair in a tight bun as I suck on him bobbing my head quickly and stroking his shaft. I drag my teeth along his length and swirl my tongue sucking on him as he twitches in my mouth  "Shit... gods I'm gonna cum..." Loki groans pulling out of my mouth, ropes of his warm cum spill onto my face as he strokes himself "Fuck" Loki mutters while he stands there panting, cum dripping from his tip.

     I decide to lean forward and lick it for him cleaning it off "Oh....good girl" Loki moans looking down at me "Look at you, covered in my cum like a good pet" he purrs grabbing my chin "Stand up and go clean yourself off" he commands "Yes master" I nod walking to the kitchen for a hand towel and cleaning my face off as I was told to and then head back towards Loki who's removed his clothing now.

"Sit" he instructs motioning to the sofa and I do immediately. Loki drops to his knees and grabs my legs pushing them open and pulling me to the front of the cushion before dipping his head down and licking a stripe between my folds.

"Loki!" I cry out throwing my head back and gripping his hair in my hand while bucking my hips as him "Oh.....Loki.....don't stop" I moan and beg while Loki laps at me and sucks on my clit slipping two fingers inside me, pumping and curling them faster and harder  "Loki.....master....please.....I'm gonna...." I manage between moans.

"Cum for me, cum for your master" Loki growls at me fucking me even harder and faster with his fingers.

"Loki.....oh god Loki yes...." I cry out lifting my hips off the cushion and arching my back as I cum soaking Loki and my own thighs.

"That's it, good girl" Loki purrs sliding his fingers from me and putting them in his mouth "Delicious" he smirks and I throw myself forward wrapping my arms around him.

"Wh-What are you doing?" he asks confused.

"Please hold me" I beg as Loki sighs "Just for a minute" I plead and soon I feel Loki's arms slowly wrap around me as my lips brush his ear gently "Can I keep you Loki?" I whisper.

"Of course you can" Loki replies kissing my cheek "I think it's time for bed pet" Loki suggests.

"Ok" I agree allowing him to scoop me up and carry me off to bed.

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I’m so excited for all the new things you’ll be writing :D if you’re cool with it, could you write hawks with a broken darling and him just providing comfort? I’d imagine that when it comes down to it, hawks wouldn’t be all too happy about having his darling become a shell of who they used to be. I feel like he’d just hold darling and pray with all his heart that he’ll fix the problem.

Title: Sunday Regret [Yandere Hawks x Reader]

Synopsis: He didn’t meant to do it. And now he’ll do what it takes 

Word Count: 1312

Notes: yandere, kidnapped reader, mentions of violence

 If he wasn’t in the middle of cooking, he’d probably carry you into the dining room for a change of pace. But he doesn’t want to burn it, lest you get scared at the sound of the smoke detector. 

You haven’t moved from your spot on the sofa in hours. If it weren’t for him, you’d probably still be in bed, tucked on your side, alternating between staring at the wall and burying your face in a tear-stained pillow. 

But it’s not good for you to lay in bed all day, so he carefully picked you up and carried you into the living room after a while. He even left your walker next to you, though you’ve never bothered using it.

You don’t bother doing much of anything, anymore.

At least the living room had more stimulation for you than the bedroom. He worried when you spent hours in there, staring at a blank wall. In the living room, there were books or decor to look at, or he could turn on the TV or play some music, if you wanted. Not that you would say what you wanted, because you haven’t spoken properly in… he doesn’t want to think how long. You’ve made noises. Grunts of assent or disagreement. Sighs. Whimpers, sometimes, at night, when you think he might be sleeping.

He didn’t mean to break you down like this. Truly. How was he supposed to know--know what would happen, and know his own strength. You probably don’t believe him, which hurts (you’re supposed to love him, after all) but he didn’t actually mean to break your leg. You were trying to run, and you made it outside and tripped--all your own fault--and when he’d grabbed your leg as you tried to scurry away, he’d gripped your calf and then.

Crunching. Your screams, no, they were more like wails, primal sounds that made his gut curl. He’s not proud of the way he slapped a hand over your mouth, then, pulling you inside with no delicacy, only hurried fear that someone heard you and might come snooping.

And maybe he shouldn’t have screamed at you after dropping you unceremoniously on the bedroom floor, maybe he should have offered you painkillers right away instead of jabbing a finger in your face and telling you that you could just-deal-with-it.

Maybe if he’d treated you tenderly from the moment of the break, you wouldn’t have become so depressed and downtrodden. The next day, stuffed with painkillers and leg wrapped (courtesy of a favor--no questions, no answers) you simply… stopped existing. You wouldn’t talk, barely nodding or shaking your head at his requests. You stopped bathing yourself--getting to gently bathe you in the tub himself is one perk of all this, he thinks, though he’d never say it out loud. You barely eat, and when you do, he usually needs to feed you.

He’s threatened you with a feeding tube and you didn’t even flinch; he doesn’t want to go that route, but he can always call in a favor. You sleep erratically, sometimes all day, sometimes all night; you stare ahead of you for hours, tears leaking onto whatever pillow is tucked underneath your head. All of his attempts to get you on a sleeping schedule failed, so he stopped trying. You probably needed more sleep to let your broken leg heal, anyway.

He tries to be understanding, because in a way, this is his fault. If he’d been a better boyfriend, you wouldn’t have tried to run from him, and he wouldn’t have broken your leg. (He often reminds himself, that if you hadn’t run away, he never would have needed to grab your leg--but what good does it do to point out that it’s partly your fault, too?)

Besides, he knows that you need lots of forgiveness right now. You’re hurting.  You’re sad. But it’s hard. It’s hard. And he doesn’t blame you, not really, but he wishes he had someone to talk to about his problems. He misses you. He misses watching TV together. He even misses the arguments, in a way. At least you were talking. At least you were feeling something other than the sadness that kept tracks of tears on your cheeks all day.

Maybe it wouldn’t have made a difference in the end. Maybe you would have done this regardless.  It’s not important. What is important--and he knows this in his heart--is that the regrets it, all of it, and he’ll never do it again. And he’s going to make sure you get better by being the best damn boyfriend there is.

“Lunchtime, babe,” he says, quickly scooping together two bowls of rice, some veggies, wanting to keep things light on your stomach. It’s easier to feed you when the vegetables are soft--he worries less about you not chewing properly, at least--so they’re a bit overcooked, mushy in the bowl.

You don’t respond. But it’s okay. He doesn’t expect you to. If anything, this entire ordeal has taught him a lot about considering your needs. He wasn’t exactly a great boyfriend before all this. He got a bit too selfish, making you sit on his lap, getting annoyed if you cried while he made you try on lingerie. Now, though? It’s all about you.

So if he has to miss an interview because you broke down sobbing in the tub and need to be held for a while, so be it. If his new couch gets food stains because you don’t want to get up and he feeds you right from the comfort of the sofa, so be it.

Whatever it takes--he’ll do it.

When he cranes his neck back into the living room, the sight makes his feathers rustle. You’re standing, leaning on the walker he’d left behind, arms trembling from the effort. You got up! It’s the most you’ve done on your own in a long time. A grin instinctively breaks out and he can’t stop himself from practically running up to you, eyes bright, smile brighter.

“I’m so proud of you,” he says, practically breathless from the change. “Do you--shit, this is great, do you want to do something? What do you need? Want to take a walk on the balcony or--”

He pauses when he sees your mouth moving, sees you looking at him with sad, puppy-dog eyes. It’s a tentative gesture, and he’s reminded of an infant, staring at their parents and trying to force through words through unpracticed lips.

“I--I--I…”

He rises up on his toes in anticipation. Moving on your own and talking, all in one day? Maybe this is your breakthrough, maybe this is it, maybe he’s pulled you across that threshold back into health. Back into you.

But you don’t--can’t--finish whatever it was you wanted to say. You huff instead, sighing in defeat, face falling and thick tears dribbling down your splotchy cheeks as you give up entirely.

You burst into short, pitiful sobs, arms shaking violently as your grip on the walker weakens, as your physical strength seems to drop.

He doesn’t wait, and immediately swoops you up in his arms, cradling you as he sits on the sofa, careful of your leg as he tucks you into his lap. You don’t resist as he pushes your head towards his rest, letting it rest there as he rubs your back, stroking softly.

“It’s okay,” he whispers. “I’m right here.”

It makes you cry harder, leaning your face into his shoulder like you do the pillows on the bed. Which is good, isn’t it? You’re getting it out. And when is the last time you let him hold you like this without struggling, legs and arms kicking, nails scratching?

So he won’t deny that he enjoys this moment, enjoys getting to comfort you in the way he’s always wanted to; in the way that you’ve always, especially right now, needed.

It might take a long time to get you back to yourself. But he’ll be here, every step of the way, waiting for you to come out on the other side.

I redrew the one from last year

original:

Picture this: Hawks and his birbbrain vs. The FunHouse of Mirrors. So many men coming for his girl at once, his poor little brain might break

The stranger is back, and he brought friends.

So many friends.

Hawks thinks you’re calling out to him. He can’t be sure; your voice is so distant, buried beneath the terror and his drumming heart as he shrinks under the eyes of so many birds. So many young, strong, and healthy males capable of stealing you away.

“Hawks, breathe! Remember, they’re just reflections! It’s just you!”

Who’s saying that? Is that you? It was so hard to take in anything you’re saying when he’s pinned by so many stares.

He needs to get out. He needs to hurry and get both of you out of here. But as he motioned to grab you to make a mad dash for the exit, he noticed the winged man behind you making the same move, arms outstretched and ready to take you away forever.

The feathers practically moved on their own, sinking themselves into the glass and the man’s face. He wasted no time in taking care of the others. None of the bastards showed any interest in backing down, so he’s going to protect you with force.

You’re screaming and shielding yourself from the terrifying swarm of red razor-sharp projectiles. They whizz loudly past your ears like bullets as they destroy every single mirror. He doesn’t mean to scare you, but don’t you understand? He’s doing this for you. You don’t know how dangerous these men are, what they could do if they get their filthy hands on you.

Only when his shrunken wings become numb and he somehow loses his mental link with every single feather in the air...only when he’s suddenly constricted by a mysterious fabric and unable to move, does Hawks’s protective rampage finally end.

---

“So no funhouse?”

“I’m afraid not, Eri. There was an accident in there.” Aizawa took the girl’s hand back in his after handling the “attack” in the mirror funhouse. When he went to investigate the ruckus that everyone was panicking about, he didn’t expect to find a top hero and his date surrounded by a deadly spiral of feathers. A hell of a sight, honestly. The damn place was destroyed, not a single mirror left intact.

He came to the city fair to relax and have fun with Eri, not wrangle a mad bird. At least Hawks’s girl managed to calm him, and security soon arrived claiming that they can handle things from there.

Aizawa gave Eri a small pat on the head when he saw her disappointment. “I promise we’ll go in next time. Now, who wants the dango with cute kitten heads?”

Eri blinded him with her smile. “I do!”

Yuji and Megumi's concern for Global Warming...

After seeing the poster about global warming, Yuji and his dad (Jin Itadori) get into action and start picking up trash from around the neighborhood. 🥰💕

Meanwhile, Megumi is taking help from his Divine Dog and thinks his dad (Toji Fushiguro) is also the cause of global warming and so he tries putting his "trashy" dad into the garbage bag. 🤣🤣🤣

SO FUCKING CUTE!!! 😭🤧💖

Art Credit: Yoon (@dmsco1803)

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killing me softly.

Keigo Takami x F!Reader

7.3k words

summary: Just another evening of post-pregnancy bliss alongside your faithful and doting husband, Keigo. He’s been so considerate of your recovery… It may be a little soon, but he deserves a reward for being so patient, doesn’t he? Yes, yes he does.

warnings: yandere, non-con, kidnapping, forced pregnancy, breeding, lactation, fantasies of suicide, overall scumbag keigo shenanigans

A/N: started this a month ago. my inspo skedaddled about halfway through. it never came back, but i was tired of feeling guilty about already having 4k words written so i finally decided to bite the bullet and just spend a few hours slapping the keyboard until the rest of this 7k monstrosity was born. not sure why i’m posting on here since i’m hardly active but :’) this is for all the homies who are constantly starving for nasty keigo content. i feel y'all. i AM y'all.

technically a continuation of this fic.

Sometimes, you thought about throwing yourself from your balcony. You’d never actually be able to, what with the layers upon layers of security ensuring you’d never so much as sniff the outside air without Keigo’s express permission and supervision. Still, a girl could dream.

Just the idea of that moment before the fall, the suspension of time and space that simultaneously felt ephemeral and like an eternity. The blistering onslaught of air forcing your eyes closed. Your hair whipping wildly behind you, like ribbons. The weightless feeling of your organs, and the butterflies filling the spaces in between them. And finally, the moment before your body collided with the unforgiving earth—then nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

You yearned for it, more than anything you thought to be capable of yearning. It frightened you, because this is what he made—no, molded you into. A scared little thing, cowering and submitting always, because a happy Keigo was infinitely more preferable to an upset Keigo. He made you want to die. You, who used to be someone worthy of the title villain, worthy of the fear of others, and the respect of your peers.

So much for that.

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