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Love in the time of Uncertainty (Loki x Female Reader)
Chapter 1
Note : (Read the synopsis here)
Summary : Chronic abdominal pain brings you to the doctor loki laufeyson himself.
Taglist : @lokiswildheartcantbebroken
"Order for table 10, it's one of your regulars who tips you really well so be nice" your manager said to you and you rolled your eyes, you had an intense pain in your belly again and you felt nauseous, it happened now n then but you could never find a valid reason for it. Google searching your symptoms can only give you limited information, you can't afford to go see a doctor or go to the hospital, your insurance won't cover it because hey you don't have one. What is your life. You took the tray and walked towards the table, it's Misha, one of your regulars, she's really kind to you and tips very generously, she will be a doctor soon so her life is set.
"Hi Misha how are you today, here's your favourite caesar salad" you smile. She's one of the customers that you actually really like, she have that carefree but kind vibe about her "thank you y/n, I have had the worst day today, my new boss can be a dick sometimes" she complained and you scrunched your face "that bad huh? Well atleast you're learning something right?" You ask her and she shook her head "Only reason why I would ever tolerate an asshole like him" she chuckled and you grabbed your belly as you felt the pain again "what's wrong ?" She asked you and you didn't really want to dwell on it but you told her as she asked again "Well you know what, I would check on that but that's really not my speciality, however you can come see my boss Loki " she told you as she took the first bite of her salad
"Misha I'm grateful for the offer but I really can't afford it, also what kind of name is loki?" You chuckled and she giggled at that "I know right, you haven't heard the last name yet, laufeyson, apparently his grandfather was really into norse mythology so he named his son laufey and it continued from there" she told you and you shook your head "Norse legends? So weird"
"But hey don't worry about the money, I'll get it done pro bono, just come and get it checked" she assured and after careful consideration you agreed, only a fool would deny a free service like that, plus you were in intense pain. So, that's how you ended up in the clinic of loki laufeyson "You can't just bring charity cases here Misha, this is the second time you have done this" you heard very faint yelling and back n forth between him and Misha coming from the consultation room and you wanted to leave or run but you didn't want to offend her, she was doing you a favor, a big one. He is british and apparently an asshole. Soon after that he came out of his office and passed by you, his eyes met yours and you felt your face heating up at that. You had no idea why when you heard Misha talking about him you expected a middle aged stubby looking man, he was anything but that.
He was atleast 6'3, had neither short nor long, just in between raven dark black hair, green eyes, and a fit lean frame, in short he was very attractive, he looked like he was the Adonis himself. He pased by you and went straight to his office on the other side. Misha came out soon after and she took you to get changed, since you had abdominal pain, she wanted you to change into a hospital gown type of thing "He'll be here soon"
"Misha all this time when you complained about him, you forgot to mention how gorgeous he is?" You gave her a look and she laughed "Ewww gross, I love my ladies, so I never really noticed" she told you and you shook your head "Good looking or not, he's a major grump so, but don't worry he's nice with patients"
She left and soon after loki came in and greeted you "Hello Y/N Y/L/N, I'm loki, how are you feeling today?" He kept his eyes on the clipboard as he talked, his voice so deep and rich when you could hear him clearly "I'm good today but sometimes I get this very sharp pain in here" you gestured towards your lower belly and he looked at you. He's the most gorgeous looking man you have ever laid eyes on without a doubt and you live in LA "Can you lie down, I'm gonna have to check something" he asked you to lie down on the examination table and you did, you were extremely nervous, he was putting his gloves on and you looked at him, he was effortlessly attractive, could be one of the reasons why he had so many patients, no no absolutely not, nope don't objectify him. He worked hard to become a doctor.
"Thank you for doing this for free, I really appreciate this" you told him, you really were thankful that Misha was able to get you an appointment "Thank Misha for that, not me, it was supposed to be an off day for me" you felt awful when he said that, he must be so annoyed by this "Anyways, I'm going to press several points in your abdomen, if it hurts when I pinch let me know instantly" he told you and you just nodded in response, you felt his gloved fingers, as he pressed on the side of your belly but you felt nothing other than the mild discomfort but when he pressed two inches below your belly button towards the right side, you winced and he stopped "it hurts here?" He asked as he did it again, you nod. Your brain didn't miss how close his hands were to your intimate part.
"Come sit" he took his gloves off as he walked away and sat down on his chair. You stepped down from the chair and he wrote something on the clipboard again "Ever had a surgery?" He asked you "Appendicitis, 2 years ago" you told him and he sighed "Okay I'm writing a MRI, get it done and come back to me" he told you and you sighed, how can you afford a mri if you cannot even afford to see a doctor? "I can't afford it but thank you so much for seeing me" you told him and he finally looked at you, his eyes boaring into your soul as he did "I wasn't done yet, get it done asap, go to the Maxwell hospital and give them this, they'll do it at no cost, in the meantime I'm also writing some pills, if you feel the pain again, just take one " he gave you a note and you took it from him "I don't think that's appropriate, I don't even know you, I'll feel burdened" you passed him the note back and he looked at you.
"Just keep it, when your pain will become less bearable than your fragile ego you would consider it" okay he was an asshole, there was no denying it, his gorgeous face can't make up for that attitude. "You are very rude mister , you know what I'll keep it and show you that I don't need your mercy on me" you stormed out of the consultation room but then realised that you were just in the hospital gown so you went back again awkwardly, the smirk on his face didn't help the situation. He stepped out to allow you to get changed and then you stormed out again.
You kept the note for some reason, and as he said it did become unbearable after a few days so you went to the hospital to get your mri done like a loser. Once you got the report you went back to his office. He had so many patients today, so you had to wait like an hour to see him. When you went inside he greeted you like nothing happened last time and you were thankful for that, maybe he's not so bad afterall. He told you that you had an infected scar tissue building inside and you need to get it removed soon. A surgery? You're still under loan debt from last time, so he told you he would do it pro bono again and this time you kept your words to yourself.
"Don't be nervous, I'm very skilled with my hands, and I have years of experience" he told you,you were on the surgery table waiting for this to get done as soon as possible. Years of experience like what 5 years ? You nod your head as he smiled at you and soon you felt the darkness sweeping you in, when you woke up next he was right by your bedside, he asked how you were feeling and you said something about being drowsy, you had to be in the hospital for a week and you were surprised as to how sweet he was with you, he tended to you whenever you needed, he took care of you , and fed you and he made sure you felt comfortable while you were there, and ofcourse he paid for all of this, you were drowning in his debt.
You didn't want to fall for him, but somehow you did, well it wasn't exactly hard, combine his looks with how he treated you while you healed made you see him in a different light, you could tell he was hiding something, that behind this rude mean persona, there was a softness in him wanting to jump out and you saw the glimpses of it while you were in the hospital or so you thought you did.
"Who's the last one? Theres nobody else on appointment list" you heard him asking Misha and she said you were there to see him. He called you in and you sat down but then stood up again, maybe this wasn't a good idea. "Something wrong again y/n?" He asked you and you shook your head nervously .
"No nothing is wrong ..I just" you breathe in and he tilted his head as he looked at you. "I was just wondering weather you would want to have dinner with me sometimes or a lunch or just" you stop talking as you see his jaw clenching and he stood up abruptly. "So I give you a free service and you think I did it because I'm interested in you?"
Your eyes tear up instantly as you heard him "no i just... "
"Just don't, don't make this worse please, get out of my office, I can't deal with this right now" If there was a hole in his office somewhere you would have jumped in it, never to be seen again by anyone. You didn't think he would reject you like this , and on the top of that he was throwing you out of his office. You picked up your bag and ran so fast, first time you decided to ask a guy out and he rejected you so cruely. You would never be able to show your face again to him or misha. When you ran out Misha was concerned and she tried to stop you but you didn't listen.
It was only after you were gone is when he picked up the coffee cup he kept on his table and smashed it on the ground, he was so frustrated, his eyes tearing up. He opened his drawer and took out a picture he always kept there, he ran his thumb over the face of the woman smiling so wide as she hugged him from the side. Both of them so happy, so in love, A tear escaped his eye, and he sniffed one last time before shoving the picture back into the drawer. He picked his jacket up and came out of his office, looking like his normal stoic self, Misha looked at him as he did.
"Get that mess cleaned up for me and I never want to see her again, am I clear?"
He left to his home, he can't do this all over again.
Love in the time of Uncertainty (Loki x Female Reader)
Chapter 1
Note : (Read the synopsis here)
Summary : Chronic abdominal pain brings you to the doctor loki laufeyson himself.
Taglist : @lokiswildheartcantbebroken
"Order for table 10, it's one of your regulars who tips you really well so be nice" your manager said to you and you rolled your eyes, you had an intense pain in your belly again and you felt nauseous, it happened now n then but you could never find a valid reason for it. Google searching your symptoms can only give you limited information, you can't afford to go see a doctor or go to the hospital, your insurance won't cover it because hey you don't have one. What is your life. You took the tray and walked towards the table, it's Misha, one of your regulars, she's really kind to you and tips very generously, she will be a doctor soon so her life is set.
"Hi Misha how are you today, here's your favourite caesar salad" you smile. She's one of the customers that you actually really like, she have that carefree but kind vibe about her "thank you y/n, I have had the worst day today, my new boss can be a dick sometimes" she complained and you scrunched your face "that bad huh? Well atleast you're learning something right?" You ask her and she shook her head "Only reason why I would ever tolerate an asshole like him" she chuckled and you grabbed your belly as you felt the pain again "what's wrong ?" She asked you and you didn't really want to dwell on it but you told her as she asked again "Well you know what, I would check on that but that's really not my speciality, however you can come see my boss Loki " she told you as she took the first bite of her salad
"Misha I'm grateful for the offer but I really can't afford it, also what kind of name is loki?" You chuckled and she giggled at that "I know right, you haven't heard the last name yet, laufeyson, apparently his grandfather was really into norse mythology so he named his son laufey and it continued from there" she told you and you shook your head "Norse legends? So weird"
"But hey don't worry about the money, I'll get it done pro bono, just come and get it checked" she assured and after careful consideration you agreed, only a fool would deny a free service like that, plus you were in intense pain. So, that's how you ended up in the clinic of loki laufeyson "You can't just bring charity cases here Misha, this is the second time you have done this" you heard very faint yelling and back n forth between him and Misha coming from the consultation room and you wanted to leave or run but you didn't want to offend her, she was doing you a favor, a big one. He is british and apparently an asshole. Soon after that he came out of his office and passed by you, his eyes met yours and you felt your face heating up at that. You had no idea why when you heard Misha talking about him you expected a middle aged stubby looking man, he was anything but that.
He was atleast 6'3, had neither short nor long, just in between raven dark black hair, green eyes, and a fit lean frame, in short he was very attractive, he looked like he was the Adonis himself. He pased by you and went straight to his office on the other side. Misha came out soon after and she took you to get changed, since you had abdominal pain, she wanted you to change into a hospital gown type of thing "He'll be here soon"
"Misha all this time when you complained about him, you forgot to mention how gorgeous he is?" You gave her a look and she laughed "Ewww gross, I love my ladies, so I never really noticed" she told you and you shook your head "Good looking or not, he's a major grump so, but don't worry he's nice with patients"
She left and soon after loki came in and greeted you "Hello Y/N Y/L/N, I'm loki, how are you feeling today?" He kept his eyes on the clipboard as he talked, his voice so deep and rich when you could hear him clearly "I'm good today but sometimes I get this very sharp pain in here" you gestured towards your lower belly and he looked at you. He's the most gorgeous looking man you have ever laid eyes on without a doubt and you live in LA "Can you lie down, I'm gonna have to check something" he asked you to lie down on the examination table and you did, you were extremely nervous, he was putting his gloves on and you looked at him, he was effortlessly attractive, could be one of the reasons why he had so many patients, no no absolutely not, nope don't objectify him. He worked hard to become a doctor.
"Thank you for doing this for free, I really appreciate this" you told him, you really were thankful that Misha was able to get you an appointment "Thank Misha for that, not me, it was supposed to be an off day for me" you felt awful when he said that, he must be so annoyed by this "Anyways, I'm going to press several points in your abdomen, if it hurts when I pinch let me know instantly" he told you and you just nodded in response, you felt his gloved fingers, as he pressed on the side of your belly but you felt nothing other than the mild discomfort but when he pressed two inches below your belly button towards the right side, you winced and he stopped "it hurts here?" He asked as he did it again, you nod. Your brain didn't miss how close his hands were to your intimate part.
"Come sit" he took his gloves off as he walked away and sat down on his chair. You stepped down from the chair and he wrote something on the clipboard again "Ever had a surgery?" He asked you "Appendicitis, 2 years ago" you told him and he sighed "Okay I'm writing a MRI, get it done and come back to me" he told you and you sighed, how can you afford a mri if you cannot even afford to see a doctor? "I can't afford it but thank you so much for seeing me" you told him and he finally looked at you, his eyes boaring into your soul as he did "I wasn't done yet, get it done asap, go to the Maxwell hospital and give them this, they'll do it at no cost, in the meantime I'm also writing some pills, if you feel the pain again, just take one " he gave you a note and you took it from him "I don't think that's appropriate, I don't even know you, I'll feel burdened" you passed him the note back and he looked at you.
"Just keep it, when your pain will become less bearable than your fragile ego you would consider it" okay he was an asshole, there was no denying it, his gorgeous face can't make up for that attitude. "You are very rude mister , you know what I'll keep it and show you that I don't need your mercy on me" you stormed out of the consultation room but then realised that you were just in the hospital gown so you went back again awkwardly, the smirk on his face didn't help the situation. He stepped out to allow you to get changed and then you stormed out again.
You kept the note for some reason, and as he said it did become unbearable after a few days so you went to the hospital to get your mri done like a loser. Once you got the report you went back to his office. He had so many patients today, so you had to wait like an hour to see him. When you went inside he greeted you like nothing happened last time and you were thankful for that, maybe he's not so bad afterall. He told you that you had an infected scar tissue building inside and you need to get it removed soon. A surgery? You're still under loan debt from last time, so he told you he would do it pro bono again and this time you kept your words to yourself.
"Don't be nervous, I'm very skilled with my hands, and I have years of experience" he told you,you were on the surgery table waiting for this to get done as soon as possible. Years of experience like what 5 years ? You nod your head as he smiled at you and soon you felt the darkness sweeping you in, when you woke up next he was right by your bedside, he asked how you were feeling and you said something about being drowsy, you had to be in the hospital for a week and you were surprised as to how sweet he was with you, he tended to you whenever you needed, he took care of you , and fed you and he made sure you felt comfortable while you were there, and ofcourse he paid for all of this, you were drowning in his debt.
You didn't want to fall for him, but somehow you did, well it wasn't exactly hard, combine his looks with how he treated you while you healed made you see him in a different light, you could tell he was hiding something, that behind this rude mean persona, there was a softness in him wanting to jump out and you saw the glimpses of it while you were in the hospital or so you thought you did.
"Who's the last one? Theres nobody else on appointment list" you heard him asking Misha and she said you were there to see him. He called you in and you sat down but then stood up again, maybe this wasn't a good idea. "Something wrong again y/n?" He asked you and you shook your head nervously .
"No nothing is wrong ..I just" you breathe in and he tilted his head as he looked at you. "I was just wondering weather you would want to have dinner with me sometimes or a lunch or just" you stop talking as you see his jaw clenching and he stood up abruptly. "So I give you a free service and you think I did it because I'm interested in you?"
Your eyes tear up instantly as you heard him "no i just... "
"Just don't, don't make this worse please, get out of my office, I can't deal with this right now" If there was a hole in his office somewhere you would have jumped in it, never to be seen again by anyone. You didn't think he would reject you like this , and on the top of that he was throwing you out of his office. You picked up your bag and ran so fast, first time you decided to ask a guy out and he rejected you so cruely. You would never be able to show your face again to him or misha. When you ran out Misha was concerned and she tried to stop you but you didn't listen.
It was only after you were gone is when he picked up the coffee cup he kept on his table and smashed it on the ground, he was so frustrated, his eyes tearing up. He opened his drawer and took out a picture he always kept there, he ran his thumb over the face of the woman smiling so wide as she hugged him from the side. Both of them so happy, so in love, A tear escaped his eye, and he sniffed one last time before shoving the picture back into the drawer. He picked his jacket up and came out of his office, looking like his normal stoic self, Misha looked at him as he did.
"Get that mess cleaned up for me and I never want to see her again, am I clear?"
He left to his home, he can't do this all over again.
Love in the time of Uncertainty (Loki x Female Reader)
Chapter 1
Note : (Read the synopsis here)
Summary : Chronic abdominal pain brings you to the doctor loki laufeyson himself.
Taglist : @lokiswildheartcantbebroken
"Order for table 10, it's one of your regulars who tips you really well so be nice" your manager said to you and you rolled your eyes, you had an intense pain in your belly again and you felt nauseous, it happened now n then but you could never find a valid reason for it. Google searching your symptoms can only give you limited information, you can't afford to go see a doctor or go to the hospital, your insurance won't cover it because hey you don't have one. What is your life. You took the tray and walked towards the table, it's Misha, one of your regulars, she's really kind to you and tips very generously, she will be a doctor soon so her life is set.
"Hi Misha how are you today, here's your favourite caesar salad" you smile. She's one of the customers that you actually really like, she have that carefree but kind vibe about her "thank you y/n, I have had the worst day today, my new boss can be a dick sometimes" she complained and you scrunched your face "that bad huh? Well atleast you're learning something right?" You ask her and she shook her head "Only reason why I would ever tolerate an asshole like him" she chuckled and you grabbed your belly as you felt the pain again "what's wrong ?" She asked you and you didn't really want to dwell on it but you told her as she asked again "Well you know what, I would check on that but that's really not my speciality, however you can come see my boss Loki " she told you as she took the first bite of her salad
"Misha I'm grateful for the offer but I really can't afford it, also what kind of name is loki?" You chuckled and she giggled at that "I know right, you haven't heard the last name yet, laufeyson, apparently his grandfather was really into norse mythology so he named his son laufey and it continued from there" she told you and you shook your head "Norse legends? So weird"
"But hey don't worry about the money, I'll get it done pro bono, just come and get it checked" she assured and after careful consideration you agreed, only a fool would deny a free service like that, plus you were in intense pain. So, that's how you ended up in the clinic of loki laufeyson "You can't just bring charity cases here Misha, this is the second time you have done this" you heard very faint yelling and back n forth between him and Misha coming from the consultation room and you wanted to leave or run but you didn't want to offend her, she was doing you a favor, a big one. He is british and apparently an asshole. Soon after that he came out of his office and passed by you, his eyes met yours and you felt your face heating up at that. You had no idea why when you heard Misha talking about him you expected a middle aged stubby looking man, he was anything but that.
He was atleast 6'3, had neither short nor long, just in between raven dark black hair, green eyes, and a fit lean frame, in short he was very attractive, he looked like he was the Adonis himself. He pased by you and went straight to his office on the other side. Misha came out soon after and she took you to get changed, since you had abdominal pain, she wanted you to change into a hospital gown type of thing "He'll be here soon"
"Misha all this time when you complained about him, you forgot to mention how gorgeous he is?" You gave her a look and she laughed "Ewww gross, I love my ladies, so I never really noticed" she told you and you shook your head "Good looking or not, he's a major grump so, but don't worry he's nice with patients"
She left and soon after loki came in and greeted you "Hello Y/N Y/L/N, I'm loki, how are you feeling today?" He kept his eyes on the clipboard as he talked, his voice so deep and rich when you could hear him clearly "I'm good today but sometimes I get this very sharp pain in here" you gestured towards your lower belly and he looked at you. He's the most gorgeous looking man you have ever laid eyes on without a doubt and you live in LA "Can you lie down, I'm gonna have to check something" he asked you to lie down on the examination table and you did, you were extremely nervous, he was putting his gloves on and you looked at him, he was effortlessly attractive, could be one of the reasons why he had so many patients, no no absolutely not, nope don't objectify him. He worked hard to become a doctor.
"Thank you for doing this for free, I really appreciate this" you told him, you really were thankful that Misha was able to get you an appointment "Thank Misha for that, not me, it was supposed to be an off day for me" you felt awful when he said that, he must be so annoyed by this "Anyways, I'm going to press several points in your abdomen, if it hurts when I pinch let me know instantly" he told you and you just nodded in response, you felt his gloved fingers, as he pressed on the side of your belly but you felt nothing other than the mild discomfort but when he pressed two inches below your belly button towards the right side, you winced and he stopped "it hurts here?" He asked as he did it again, you nod. Your brain didn't miss how close his hands were to your intimate part.
"Come sit" he took his gloves off as he walked away and sat down on his chair. You stepped down from the chair and he wrote something on the clipboard again "Ever had a surgery?" He asked you "Appendicitis, 2 years ago" you told him and he sighed "Okay I'm writing a MRI, get it done and come back to me" he told you and you sighed, how can you afford a mri if you cannot even afford to see a doctor? "I can't afford it but thank you so much for seeing me" you told him and he finally looked at you, his eyes boaring into your soul as he did "I wasn't done yet, get it done asap, go to the Maxwell hospital and give them this, they'll do it at no cost, in the meantime I'm also writing some pills, if you feel the pain again, just take one " he gave you a note and you took it from him "I don't think that's appropriate, I don't even know you, I'll feel burdened" you passed him the note back and he looked at you.
"Just keep it, when your pain will become less bearable than your fragile ego you would consider it" okay he was an asshole, there was no denying it, his gorgeous face can't make up for that attitude. "You are very rude mister , you know what I'll keep it and show you that I don't need your mercy on me" you stormed out of the consultation room but then realised that you were just in the hospital gown so you went back again awkwardly, the smirk on his face didn't help the situation. He stepped out to allow you to get changed and then you stormed out again.
You kept the note for some reason, and as he said it did become unbearable after a few days so you went to the hospital to get your mri done like a loser. Once you got the report you went back to his office. He had so many patients today, so you had to wait like an hour to see him. When you went inside he greeted you like nothing happened last time and you were thankful for that, maybe he's not so bad afterall. He told you that you had an infected scar tissue building inside and you need to get it removed soon. A surgery? You're still under loan debt from last time, so he told you he would do it pro bono again and this time you kept your words to yourself.
"Don't be nervous, I'm very skilled with my hands, and I have years of experience" he told you,you were on the surgery table waiting for this to get done as soon as possible. Years of experience like what 5 years ? You nod your head as he smiled at you and soon you felt the darkness sweeping you in, when you woke up next he was right by your bedside, he asked how you were feeling and you said something about being drowsy, you had to be in the hospital for a week and you were surprised as to how sweet he was with you, he tended to you whenever you needed, he took care of you , and fed you and he made sure you felt comfortable while you were there, and ofcourse he paid for all of this, you were drowning in his debt.
You didn't want to fall for him, but somehow you did, well it wasn't exactly hard, combine his looks with how he treated you while you healed made you see him in a different light, you could tell he was hiding something, that behind this rude mean persona, there was a softness in him wanting to jump out and you saw the glimpses of it while you were in the hospital or so you thought you did.
"Who's the last one? Theres nobody else on appointment list" you heard him asking Misha and she said you were there to see him. He called you in and you sat down but then stood up again, maybe this wasn't a good idea. "Something wrong again y/n?" He asked you and you shook your head nervously .
"No nothing is wrong ..I just" you breathe in and he tilted his head as he looked at you. "I was just wondering weather you would want to have dinner with me sometimes or a lunch or just" you stop talking as you see his jaw clenching and he stood up abruptly. "So I give you a free service and you think I did it because I'm interested in you?"
Your eyes tear up instantly as you heard him "no i just... "
"Just don't, don't make this worse please, get out of my office, I can't deal with this right now" If there was a hole in his office somewhere you would have jumped in it, never to be seen again by anyone. You didn't think he would reject you like this , and on the top of that he was throwing you out of his office. You picked up your bag and ran so fast, first time you decided to ask a guy out and he rejected you so cruely. You would never be able to show your face again to him or misha. When you ran out Misha was concerned and she tried to stop you but you didn't listen.
It was only after you were gone is when he picked up the coffee cup he kept on his table and smashed it on the ground, he was so frustrated, his eyes tearing up. He opened his drawer and took out a picture he always kept there, he ran his thumb over the face of the woman smiling so wide as she hugged him from the side. Both of them so happy, so in love, A tear escaped his eye, and he sniffed one last time before shoving the picture back into the drawer. He picked his jacket up and came out of his office, looking like his normal stoic self, Misha looked at him as he did.
"Get that mess cleaned up for me and I never want to see her again, am I clear?"
He left to his home, he can't do this all over again.
More people need to read this ❤️ it's amazing
Needing Repairs
Chapter 14: Make a Promise and a Lie
Tang needs to learn not to tease and flirt with demons. Because this time it seems to backfire on him
He wiped your ( y/h/c) hair out of your face. “You are so beautiful.” He said staring into your eyes. You shook your head but Bucky stopped you. He pulled you close yo him, grabbing your jaw softly and leaned into you.
“I love you.” Bucky added, his voice husky. “I love you too, Bucky.” you say .He pressed his lips to yours, not bothering to ask. It was a sweet passionate kiss that made your heart beat out of your chest. You pulled back “If my parents catch us-”
“-Your dad will shot me dead with a shot gun, and lock you away. you’ve told me many, many times doll.” He grinned, “Which is why are at my friends house for our fifth date. Your parents will never find us out.” he said caressing your face.
“I hope your right.” you say.
Bucky puled you closer to him again, making you face him.
“They won’t, I promise.” He said has he puled you close to kiss him again.
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bad influence: collection
Status: ongoing
All stories are written out of chronological order. Please do not copy, repost or translate any of my works. I only post here on tumblr.
The drabbles are part of the main storyline!
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↳ BAD INFLUENCE
— summary; in which you know Jungkook is a bad influence on you, but you can’t avoid falling for him every time.
— contents and warnings; pwp, badboy!jk x goodgirl!reader, car sex, dirty talk, fingering, hair pulling, breast play, jk has a big dick and an attitude, unprotected sex (condoms are your friends), jk being kind of a douche, use of the word “slut”, cum eating, creampie, cockwarming, possessiveness, he slaps her ass like once, enemies to fuckbuddies pretty much
— words; 4.5k
→ drabble one: first meeting
→ drabble two: mid-sex arguments
↳ BAD BEHAVIOR
— summary; in which staying late to volunteer at a self-help meeting was the best decision you made in a while.
— contents and warnings; the endless adventures of badboy!jk x goodgirl!reader, public sex (in a church…), dirty talk, fingering, degradation (name calling) but also praise, unprotected sex, clothed sex, creampie, cum play, there is a window and also reflections, rough sex, cockwarming, jk being a lil shit because that’s his main personality trait, jk smokes (only mentioned), enemies to fuckbuddies: dawn of the first day
— words; 8.2k
→ drabble three: hickeys
→ drabble four: calming you down
→ drabble five: jungkook’s bday bj
→ drabble six: be quiet
↳ BAD REPUTATION
— summary; in which you have to deal with some strange emotions for the first time.
— contents and warnings; smut, angst, fluff, the endless adventures of badboy!jungkook x goodgirl!reader, enemies with benefits/enemies to lovers ;), mutual pining, huge trigger warning for feelings (I know, gross), jk smokes, jealousy, a bit of possessiveness, the oc is Confused and Angry over nothing, Jisoo would trade jk’s soul for one corn chip, the oc gets shamefully drunk, vague mention of drugs (no use), mean arguments :((, the smut warnings include: dirty talk, unprotected sex (don’t be dumb), oral sex (female receiving), grinding, fingering, cockwarming, edging, multiple orgasms, begging, overstimulation, praise, dom!jk x sub!oc, breast play, creampie, orgasm control/denial
— words; 19,6k (don’t mention it)
↳ BAD ATTITUDE
— summary; in which Jungkook finally learns how to behave. Kind of.
— contents and warnings; pwp, smut, badboy!jk x goodgirl!reader, enemies with benefits/enemies to lovers, brattysub!kook x dom!reader, actually more of a switch!kook/switch!reader, the oc is kind of a demon with teasing because payback is a bitch, bondage, edging, dirty talk, begging, oral (m receiving), female masturbation, cockwarming, unprotected sex (don’t be dumb), creampie, stuffing, Taehyung makes a cameo, terrible use of the two wolves meme I’m so sorry
— words; 7,2k
→ drabble seven: nerves
→ drabble eight: night drive
→ drabble nine: pregnancy scare
→ drabble ten: slow
↳ BAD HABIT
— summary; in which your little secret starts to get out of hand.
— contents and warnings; smut, sprinkles of fluff and angst, mutual pining, the endless adventures of badboy!jk x goodgirl!reader, enemies with benefits/enemies to lovers, smoking, mentions of alcohol, mention of vomit, jk and Jisoo are mortal enemies, Taehyung gets his eureka moment, and for the smut warnings: dirty talk, spit kink, dom!jk x sub!reader, breast play, rough sex, mild possessiveness, grinding, so much kissing, oral (fem receiving), cum eating, spanking, manhandling, bondage (using a belt… anyways so-), unprotected sex (don’t be dumb!!! this is fiction), very vague corruption kink, creampie, cockwarming (no one is surprised), praise, degradation makes a comeback (+ use of the word “slut”), the long awaited return of jk being mean, orgasm control/denial, oc kinda cries out of frustration but she’s having a good time, they are in love but are too dumb to realize
— words; 16,7k
→ drabble eleven: home
→ drabble twelve: sexting
→ drabble thirteen: almost
→ drabble fourteen: sidetracked
↳ BAD ROMANCE
— summary; in which the two of you finally make it official.
— contents and warnings; gross fluff, a bit of angst, smut, badboy!jungkook x goodgirl!reader, enemies to lovers, honestly emotionally constipated idiots to lovers, so much mutual pining, cinematic parallels, cute dates, a spark of jealousy/possiveness (mostly playful), the return of car sex, dirty talk, breast play, dom!jk x sub!reader, fingering, spitting, oral (female receiving), cum eating, semi-clothed sex, unprotected sex (don’t be dumb!!), a fuckton of praise kink bc jk is going through it, another glimpse into the demon that lives inside the oc lol, begging, mentions of marking (hickeys), creampie, cockwarming (you already know), jk is whipped and he’s not even hiding it anymore, it’s official ladies!!!
— words; 18,4k
→ drabble fifteen: tribulation
→ drabble sixteen: too much, too little
→ drabble seventeen: payback
→ drabble eighteen: hold your breath
→ drabble nineteen: [redacted]
→ drabble twenty: feels like summer
↳ BAD KARMA
— summary; in which you two can’t run from your problems any longer.
— contents and warnings; smut, fluff, a disgusting amount of angst, badboy!jungkook x goodgirl!reader, enemies to lovers, (not so) secret relationship, arguments, smoking, they take a break, everyone is sad, jisoo feels betrayed, more cinematic parallels to the previous parts, FINALLY the L word, two smut scenes!, dirty talk, breast play, so much kissing, soft sex, oral (m receiving), deepthroating, fingering, pet names, praise kink, 1 single spank, unprotected sex (don’t.), creampie, sentimental cockwarming lol, one (1) mention of “daddy” but more mockingly than as the actual kink, anyways this goes downhill really fast but it has a happy ending so hang on!!
— words; 23,7k
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Read it. Like really. It’s a rare pare, but they do go together really well ❤️
I've created a monster that is a Hijikata/Todo fic, if anyone's interested please give it a look
no but why is this SO FUCKING GOOD 😤😤😤 i'm already so invested in jk's character it's insane WOW
— saccharine boy
pairing : reader x jeon jungkook
summary : the new transfer student is a bit strange…
genre : yandere jk, future smut, angst, dark, obsessive/possessive jk
warnings : this includes DARK themes with heavy topics. i dont support this unhealthy relationship dynamic irl. a huge TW for suicide, suicidal thoughts, tendencies, coaxing, themes. this is pure fiction so please know that if you’re struggling with suicidal thoughts, this may be really really horrible to read :(( yn and jk both say shitty things
part 1 of ??
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i loved you before i even knew you
in days fleeting moments, the sun dipped into the ocean, casting a surge of honey waves to engulf the city whole.
it’s vast, golden essence poured through the mid-open windows and into the empty school hallways.
moments before, the laughter of the baseball team dissipated, and those who confessed to the whim of spring filtered emotions had left with tear stained cheeks.
it's empty enough that you can hear your own slip ons click against the floor.
click, click, click.
you walk up the stairs, stopping right in front of the rooftop door.
the rusted knob is cool under your skin, and bracing yourself for the wind, you twist it open.
the wind whisks past you ferociously, as if urging you to turn back. you should've heeded the warning then (how foolish of you not to), but instead, you open your eyes to the tangerine streaks of the sky.
that’s when you see him.
— ❝ hey, do you regret it? ❞
his silhouette wavered beyond the metal railings of the rooftop.
you don’t know why—what had possibly gone through your mind when you spoke. it wasn't your business—you could honestly care less for people like him,
because people like him were the same as you.
despite that, you couldn't stop yourself from screaming, "you're such an attention freak, you know that?! do you really want to be seen that much?"
his head slightly lifted.
would he listen to you? would he care?
because if it were you past that railing right now, you wouldn't stop for anyone.
but doesn’t he see?
if he jumps, right now, right in front of you,
doesn’t he know how much that would break you?
please, the wind swallows your desperation. i’m already broken enough, so please don't make it any worse.
when i muster up the courage like you someday, i need to die without the thought of you jumping in my head.
— ❝ oh, i see… you're scared of me.❞
"there are so many other ways to kill yourself. drowning, the rope—you can jump off literally any other god damned building for all i care—but don't you dare make it this building! don't you dare jump off in front of me."
you saw it, as the wind danced past him, just how lifeless his eyes were
it was as if the sun himself feared him—preferring to quickly drown into the blue abyss rather than be in his mere presence.
"i know this place is terrible—but the janitor is so kind. he's a single father of three children and if you jump, he'd have to break his back scrubbing your blood for hours. he'd come home and put on a happy face despite worrying if his children will turn out like you. so please, for the janitor's sake, deal with haunting this school a different way. your death would affect more people than you’d know, so please.”
he doesn’t move, so hesitantly, as if it would change anything, you quietly add, "ah, he gave me food one time too.”
the boy’s back quivered, and your own trembling heart ached for him—but what you thought was sniffing turned into a loud, hearty laugh
you stood there, dumbfounded as you watched him.
"you're..." he tries to say through his giggles. when he catches his breath, he finally turns to you with the biggest smile.
"you're really stupid."
— ❝ but would it help if i said i've always loved you? ❞
frozen, you can only stand there gaping at him.
"i was just watching the sunset, but your reaction was so funny. you don't know how hard it was not to laugh."
what…?
you blink once, twice—then turning your heel, you begin to walk away.
"h-hey! wait!" he called from beyond the railings. "i'm sorry, okay? i was having too much fun—i didn't mean to scare you. please forgive me."
"scare me?" you scoffed. "kill yourself for all i care. it doesn't have anything to do with me."
— ❝ since that day... ❞
you just blurted it out of spite. you knew it was cruel, you didn’t mean it. you were just so angry. how dare he make a fool out of you? make a joke out of this? in your eyes, he was far more cruel.
“fine then.”
you turn back with a vile glare, but your heart stops as he takes a step back.
the boy hums in viscous amusement when he sees the horror in your eyes. in front of the blazing red of the sun, wearing his wide smile, he resembled a demon.
"forgive me, or i'll let go."
"d-don’t be stupid," you scowl, but you could barely feel yourself breathe.
then, just like that, one of his finger tips leave the metal bar—then another, and another.
you don’t know when you started running or how you even got there, but as soon as you hooked your fingers around his collar, you gave everything to pull him back.
"are you crazy?!" you scream, hot tears trickling down your eyes.
his annoying fit of laughter only angered you more.
— ❝ i loved you before i even knew you. ❞
"like i said, forgive me—and i won't try it again," he chimed in a playful tone.
you couldn't tell if he was joking or not.
it scared you, his carelessness.
he scared you.
“okay, okay! i forgive you!” you yell exasperatedly. “god, you—you think this is funny? what the fuck is wrong with you?! you could’ve—just because i—y-you could’ve…r-right in front of me…and i-i…”
"hey, hey..." he chuckles softly, interlocking his fingers with yours through the metal fence.
you refused to look at him, but you could still feel the tingling warmth of his skin. you were close, the bars only stopping at your torso. when you look back at it, you remembered the seeping reality of his beauty.
his voice, his touch, him...
everything he did made you feel so out of control, so vulnerable.
who was he? why did you have to meet him?
"i knew you'd catch me, its fine."
"that's not the point here you suicidal bitch! i mean—what were you thinking? are you out of your mind? i swear to god—if you jumped and i became a suspect of murder, i'd dig up your own grave and kill you again!”
the boy’s eyes widened, shock dancing with his own bemusement. they were the same lifeless brown, but golden specks glimmered in where he looked at you.
finally, he smiles, “you’re horrible.”
you give a viscious glare, but before you can retort something, he continues, his hand trailing up your arm.
"but at the same time, horrible people don’t try to save a horrible person from dying. no, you can’t be horrible,” a cold shiver runs through your body when his fingers brush against your collarbone. “you’re just a sweet girl, aren’t you? an angel who saved me…”
he pulls you closer by your neck, his lips barely touching the shell of your ears. your breath hitches, and your knees suddenly feel weak.
“i’d love to ruin you.”
nothing comes out of your mouth.
all you can hear is your heart thumping against your chest. all you can feel is the unbearable heat blooming on your cheeks, and all you can see is him.
finally, his words settle in.
“get the fuck off me you creep!”
— ❝ you're never leaving me, my love. i won't let you. ❞
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a/n : i’m so so so sorry if this triggered some people. this may be poorly written as well as i’ve written this YEARS ago. as you might tell, i was suicidal then and i often incorporated that in writing—its a way to get it off my chest sort of. to have relatable characters is something thats always made me comfortable. honestly rereading it again nothing makes sense LOL but i thought i’d continue it just for fun. i hope whoever has come across this is having a lovely and healing day, stay safe starlights <3
as we enter the age of artificial intelligence, woefully underprepared and mired in countless problems of our own creation, I think it's time for everybody to read (or reread) this thoughtful little article from 2017 which speculates on what the future of this paradigm shift might hold, and the things we should hold in our minds as we approach the singularity.
if you open the link and get a few sentences in, and start to wonder "is this the right article?" the answer is yes. just trust me and keep reading.
Love love love this 💕
Darkness and Dawn is actually FINISHED
Most of y'all have probably already seen this, but anyway, the sixth and final chapter of Darkness and Dawn is finally up as of yesterday. :)
Read on AO3
This is such a lovely story! Can’t rec it enough ❤️
Dates and Daffodils
Even though she’d been thinking about it for the better part of a day, it was still surreal to have Jack O'Neill standing on her doorstep, dressed in jeans, a gray t-shirt, and a flannel that for once wasn’t three sizes too big. One hand held a plastic takeout bag with red lettering, and the other was holding…a bunch of daffodils?
The sequel to Darkness and Dawn, containing the date which I never expected to write, but did, because so many of you asked for it. Enjoy. :D
(see what I did with the title there? XD)
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no DONT APOLOGIZE ITS MUCH BETTER THAN MINE and whoever complains about its longevity better worry about their own tbh
The hero feels dizzy. Unsteady on their feet.
The villain, their best friend, glares at them unmasked.
They know. They know. This is a curse.
"You seem rather surprised."
"You're..." my best friend. My dearest. My love. "Plainer than I thought."
"And not as young, I bet."
"Yeah."
It morphs into silence. The hero's heart beats like a hammer, into their organs, dropping down past their stomach like a weight they're too weak to lift. They feel sick. They haven't eaten. There's bile clawing up their esophagus.
The hero heaves in a breath and turns away.
"I've unmasked several heroes before," says the villain. "And villains alike. There's something dispiriting about seeing their face, isn't there?"
"Yeah." The hero's vision won't focus. Do they know? Do they know now? The hero's fingers curl into fists and they force the nausea down. "I'd rather continue the chase pretending this never happened."
"But it did happen. You'll never let this go, you'll search for me. Won't you?"
Like the searching hadn't been done. Like the hero doesn't know their favourite fruit, how they cut their apples, how they like it when the hero feeds them oranges, damn it. How they can be cruel sometimes and the hero expects it. How they watch them like a hawk when they're holding the kitchen knife, chopping up onions and garlic and chillies like they'll stab them.
Do they know? Did they always know? Were they just waiting for the hero to know, too?
The hero kneels down on wobbly feet. Untie the ropes with cold, numb hands.
The villain stares down at them. Their friend. The sweetest thing they had until a minute ago. The cruelest, most viscous thing they have. Their dearest. Their love.
The next day the hero falls ill, sneezing into tissues. The villain presses the paper against their nose, clogging the airways until the hero has to breathe through their mouth. The chicken soup is just a tad saltier. Their hands are just a smallest bit more rough. Their quips come more easily. They stare longer. The villain never leaves their side for a moment.
This is a curse. This is torture.
The villain wipes away a tear, pretending the hero's eyes are dry because of the cold weather. They pretend their sniffles are from the sickness.
"Hard, isn't it?" they say, tracing lines into the hero's palm. "Being an undergrad. Working so hard knowing damn well this is all fruitless work. The truth is rarely so kind."
"I've known."
"But it punches you in the face and you fall ill."
The hero pretends they're talking about their failed project. They take the villain's hand and squeeze hard. So hard it is past the strength of their civilian identity.
I love you. I love you. Is this what ends us?
It is a kindness that the villain does not acknowledge it.
"Thank you," the hero says, even though what they want to do is sob into their friends chest and feel them card their fingers through their hair. I love you. I love you. Isn't that enough?
The villain takes a tissue and suffocates the hero with it until their mouth opens again. "You're welcome."
All throughout their life, all that they were was just a pair of actors, weren't they?
enemies to lovers? nah, lovers to enemies.
they're young, dumb and so in love, determined to change the world together.
and then the both start to change. slowly. subtly. both think the other's the one changing.
one of them diving deeper and deeper into their ideology, using the same tactics their enemy had used to reach their goals- the same manipulations that had caused them to take up the mantle in the first place.
the other one seeing their partner slowly lose their humanity, helping the people their partner has been hurting- not because they no longer believe in the foundations of what they'd set out to do but because they're as small as we were back when-
one day the little one talks. they realise everything isnt as black and white as it seem. they see the blood their partner has spilled- the stains they hadn't noticed through their rose tinted glasses.
them knowing every strength and weakness of their partner because ofcourse they did. their partner's weaknesses were their strength. their own weaknesses were their partner's strengths.
the first one noticing their partner withdrawing from them. being concerned. they have the best equipment and people to find out what could possibly plague their beloved but they know their love wouldnt like it if they disrespected their privacy as such so they wait.
"i would take a bullet for you, love"
coming home from a fight, not finding your partner, who was supposed to be the backup waiting for them.
they rush in, pretending theyd just been out on a walk. they help bandage your bruises.
you notice the blood staining their pants.
'oh' they say, 'must've gotten some on em while cleaning your wounds'
you notice a bruise underneath their shirt. remembering the fight, you get a sickening feeling that they'd got the blood on them a lot before helping you clean your wounds.
but its your blood, alright.
your plans start to fall apart like they had never before. someone is just about to always spot your weak spots.
'well played, love.' you think, 'thanks for confirming my suspicions.'
they're left with a stab wound one day, the knife still lodged in them. they casually pass it back to you at the breakfast table. 'i gifted it to you on your fifteenth, remember? do try not to lose it'
ofcourse they knew that you knew. a shame that you'd expected anything less.
neither of you mentions anything but you no longer confront each other while out. everything's just fine at home.
they order their side to not seriously injure you after they notice the noticable decrease in the wrong things you've been doing.
oh they think you're getting better, are they? to bad you know exactly how to distract them.
ah well, they knew how to distract you too. very well, in fact. you didn't know whether to love them more or less than you hated them at the-
"i'm the only one who gets to point a gun at you."
The Doctor and Liz bump into Ian and Barbara quite literally.
- Wrote a little something in our quest to write Ian and Barbara meeting every Doctor and companion at some point.
Do it, buy this. Bought it, read it, read it again, planning to read a third time.
Hey guys. If you haven’t bought the Ian and Barbara charity zine yet but want an idea of what it’s like, there’s some snippets on this site of all the stories involved, including ours ‘The Kidnapping of Johnny Chess’. :)
Metaaaaaal.
