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Not a monster

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You tried to fight down tears as you ran towards Lokis house now that you remembered where it was. You felt a plethora of emotions but the one that clouded you the most was hurt. Hurt that Loki had left you alone for so long and the fact that your dad could have been lying to you all this time. You used the back of your hands to wipe your eyes as you ran, swerving in and out of people. You had to see him, you had to see Loki. You didn’t know what you were going to say when you saw him. Stay away, my dad might be after you? I remember you? Why haven’t you come to see me? You didn’t know, all you knew was that you had to see him.

Reaching his gate, you flung it open before storming towards his door. Ignoring the bell and the knocker, you decided you’d bang on it with your fist, anger flooding you. When he didn’t answer, you reverted to shouting his name as you knocked. With still no answer, you leant on the door as you sunk towards the ground until you heard movements from the other side. You stood back up, waiting for Loki to answer the door.

“What on ear—y/n?” He spoke, furrowing his brows as he saw you, confused as to how you remembered him and why you were standing at his door, sobbing. You tried to calm your breathing, wanting to say something, anything until Loki stepped aside gesturing you in. “You’re crying.” He noted, reaching out to touch your cheek before you turned your head away from him “please don’t cry.”

“Why haven’t you c-come to see me in so long?” You spoke meekly “I thought I was going mad. I’ve missed something I didn’t even know existed.” You almost whimpered.

“Y/n.” Loki said, reaching out for you again, only for you to step backwards “I’m so sorry, when we were last together, I” he began, taking a deep breath before he continued “I like you y/n, I really like you but I’m— how is it you remember me?”

Instead of answering, you closed the gap between you both, kissing Loki as his hand found your cheek before he quickly dropped it, stepping backwards from you as he winced.

Vamp Loki

Yep...It’s that Time of year again.

Vampire Loki x female reader

Contains smut

Complete

Y/n y/l/n is an upstanding citizen of todays society as well as her dad who she works alongside in their towns place of worship. All is well until an unexpected visitor pays her a visit in the hopes of contacting his father leaving y/n to either become a new friend of this visitor or perhaps the towns next victim.

Part 1 : Confession

Part 2 : It’s within that brings that lonely feeling

Part 3 : Self control

Part 4 : Netflix and Chill

Part 5 : Who was who

Part 6 : A harmless gift

Part 7 : I remember

Part 8 : Not a monster

Part 9 : Pillow talk

Netflix and chill

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It had been just over a week since you received a bunch of roses as well as a box of chocolates from a delivery man that had nothing else to say apart from—

“Are you y/n?”

When you took the flowers, you searched for some sort of calling card but there was nothing at all. You just assumed it was one of the worshippers thanking you and your dad. Talking of your dad, his friends visited him again which was good to see considering he didn’t usually speak to many people out of work. On the surface, his friends seemed nice but there was something about them that was slightly off. Whenever you eaves dropped into any of their conversations for a few moments, you realised how formally they spoke with one another. You thought that perhaps that’s just how older people spoke with one another. As well as that, they were always dressed so formal. It was strange but who were you to judge, you had no friends.

After spending the day helping a couple plan a wedding, it was finally time for you to go home. Picking up your bag, you thought about the couple. They looked so in love. It made you think about your own love life. There was one time you thought you were in love but you were young and stupid, in hindsight, it was clear he didn’t actually love you. Sighing, you wondered if you actually loved him or whether or not you were just glad to have someone. Anyone. You opened the door to exit until your head collided with someone’s chest.

“Loki” you gasped, looking up at him.

“Y/n” he smiled.

“The flowers, they were from you?” You grinned.

“Yes.” He nodded.

“Come inside.” You insisted, opening the door wide enough for you both to walk back inside. You both entered, sitting on one of the benches. You sat in silence, occasionally glancing at Loki who seemed as if he was looking everywhere but you. You waited for him to unburden himself as he’d say but he didn’t speak. You decided you’d break the silence.

“Why don’t you want me to remember you Loki?” You asked. Turning towards you, he reached a hand up, placing it against your cheek.

“It’s better for our safety if you don’t.” He uttered, caressing your cheek. You closed your eyes at the contact, it was nice being touched so intimately by someone even if it was purely platonic. “There are people out there who let’s just say don’t like me.” He laughed mirthlessly, looking at you as you had your eyes closed. Gorgeous.

“Your hand is so cold.” You murmured, turning your head towards his hand and kissing his palm and just like that, it was his turn to close his eyes. You opened your eyes, realising what you had done but Lokis hand didn’t leave your cheek. That’s when you noticed his eyes were closed. Even with his eyes closed, he was exceedingly attractive.You wondered if he was as touched starved as you.

You thought back to when you first met him, you were scared to say the least yet for some reason now , you weren’t scared at all. Maybe it was the fact that Loki hadn’t tried to kill you yet or the fact that you felt so alone that any company was welcomed. You placed your hand over his and he almost melted into the touch, releasing a breath, still with his eyes closed. With your free hand, you picked up his other one and placed it against your other cheek. He was so cold you thought until you remembered the fact that he was a vampire.

“Loki, are you dead?” You asked solemnly causing his eyes to fly open.

“I’m not dead.” He assured, dropping his hands.

“Okay.” You replied skeptically.

“Why don’t you believe me?” he chuckled.

“Because all vampires are dead, it’s a fact.” You answered.

“Based on what, Netflix?” He quipped.

“You have Netflix?” You gasped.

“Y/n are you alright? You’re asking the strangest of questions today.” He snorted.

“I just wasn’t expecting you to have Netflix.” You laughed. “Does that mean you have a home?”

“If you could call it that.” He scoffed.

“So you do! Wow! Can I see it?” You beamed.

“Um—” Loki began, looking away from you.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to jump down your throat.” You apologised.

“No” he quickly replied, grabbing your hands “you can see it.” He smiled. Standing up, he held your hand as you both made your way towards his house which was surprisingly a short walk away meaning that you probably passed Lokis house all the time and never realised it was him. The sad realisation that you’d forget all about it afterwards weighed heavy in your heart. Once you reached the gate, Loki opened it as you ogled at the size of it. It was huge compared to your tiny apartment. The thought of Loki being all alone in it saddened you. You both walked towards the door. Once he began to open it, you stopped him.

“Wait, you don’t sleep in a coffin do you?”

“Not dead remember.” He smiled before opening the door and revealing his grandiose house. He watched your excited expression as you carefully stepped into it. He wondered why you felt so comfortable to follow him home, why you were so trusting of him, no one else ever was then it dawned on him that he felt the same about you. He felt comfortable around you. He knew the reason he found comfort with you, it was the fact that he was always so alone, he hoped your reasoning wasn’t the same. He stepped inside after you, closing the door behind him. “Would you like a drink?” He offered.

“Yes please. Not blood I hope.” You joked as he went into his surprising fully stocked fridge.

“Not blood no” he laughed “it’s apple juice.” He said, handing you the drink.

“Thank you, care to show me your Netflix?”

Loki lead you to his living room before you both sat on the couch. You looked around, half expecting to see cobwebs and old relics everywhere but his house was very modern. He turned the TV on and offered you the remote. You shook your head, insisting he chose something for you both to watch. Loki put on a random film before you both began to talk over it.

“Do you live here alone Loki? Any family?” You asked.

“I do, and I do have family but they’re not here.” He answered.

“Where are they?” You questioned, internally screaming at your lack of not knowing when to not pry.

“Not here.” He answered dryly. Deciding to change the subject, Loki started to ask you a few phatic questions before a comfortable silence settled between you as you focused on the TV. Every now and again, Loki would look from the TV towards you. It had been a while since he had had someone in his house, your presence was a welcomed one. Every time you smiled at something, he found his heart fluttering at the sight. He almost had to leave the room when you laughed and absentmindedly placed your hand on this thigh.

Realising the time, you decided you should have left ages ago instead of bothering Loki who probably wanted you out of his house by now.

“I better get going.” You announced.

The last thing Loki wanted to do was say goodbye to you but he figured you were probably tired of his company.

“Yes, I’ll drive you home.” He insisted.

“You have a car?” You gasped to which he laughed at.

The both of you drove towards your apartment under your direction. This was one of the best nights you had had with someone in what felt like forever, the knowledge of you forgetting it was nauseatingly tragic. Lokis words from earlier reverberated in your mind. Who could possibly not like him enough to harm him? If they got to know him they’d realise that he was actually nice. Regardless, you didn’t want to put him in harms way so instead of taking a picture of him or anything, you wrote his name in your notes app hoping that one day you’d see it and it’d trigger at least one memory from today. Once you reached your apartment building, Loki walked you to your door.

“Thank you for such a lovely night.” You smiled, quickly hugging him before letting go.

“The pleasure was all mine.” He nodded curtly.

“I’m not going to remember any of it am I? Not until I see you again?”

“No sadly.” He shook his head.

“Well, thanks anyways, it was nice spending the night with someone else.” You spoke, lightning the mood.

“Likewise.” He agreed before leaning in and kissing you on the cheek “goodnight y/n.” He bid before leaving.

On his drive back home, Loki struggled to not simply turn back around and make his way back to you. Despite the short time you had spent together, he found himself yearning to be closer to you. When he reached home, he sighed as he inhaled the scent of you that still lingered in his house. Looking at the TV and seeing the Netflix logo, he smiled remembering you.

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It’s within that brings that lonely feeling

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The following week, you had finished reading to a group of children, something you did every Sunday. You weren’t a Sunday school teacher or anything but the children loved when you read to them. Unlike the actual teachers, you read exciting books and put everything you could into the deliverance of them, often changing your voice and expressions. Once they had all left, it was up to you to pick up all the books and rubbish children insisted on leaving. You bent down, picking up an empty juice carton until you felt a chill run through you. You stood upright before cautiously turning around feeling someone’s gaze on you.

“Hello.” Loki smirked, looking down at you. Gasping, a flood of memories rushed into you as you stepped backwards. “Don’t scream.”

“Go away, leave me alone.” You shouted before tripping over a book and falling backwards.

“You ought to be more careful.” He whispered against your ear, catching you before you fell. You sprang from his grip, trying to run before he appeared in front of you. Your eyes widened seeing him before you turned around, trying to run in a different direction before Loki once again appeared in front of you, crossing his arms with a bored expression. “Are you going to keep on running?” He questioned.

“Y-you’re a monster.” You stuttered, slowly stepping backwards away from him. You saw a hurt expression quickly cross his face before his lip quirked up into a smile.

“No darling, I’m a blood sucking vampire.” He corrected.

“Are you— are you going to kill me?” You whimpered as he stepped closer towards you.

“What would you do if I said yes?” He queried. You wanted desperately to scream but you couldn’t.

“Please don’t.” You answered as your back hit a wall.

“You’d revert to begging. Hmmm.” He hummed “go on, beg me not to take your life.”

“Ple—” you began.

“Shh, I’ve just come for confession. Let me unburden myself onto you.” He spoke dismissively, flicking his wrist. Nodding, you made your way towards the confessional box as you did last time. Loki began to speak but you couldn’t hear him, all you could hear was the sound of yourself sobbing. You weren’t scared, no, you were petrified. When the door swung open, your sniffles turned to actual cries. “What is wrong with you?” Loki asked.

“I—I-I don’t—don’t want to-to die.” You wept.

“Hush, I’m not going to kill you.” He assured as you looked towards the floor. Seeing that you were still crying, Loki huffed before he stepped further into the box and crouched down, wrapping his arms around you. Pulling away, he looked up into your eyes “stop crying.” You stopped, allowing him to wipe your tears with a handkerchief he pulled out. “If it’s any conciliation, I’ve stopped drinking human blood since we last spoke. I’m rather proud of myself.” He smiled, wiping the last of your tears before giving you the handkerchief. “There.”

“That’s g-good.” You smiled faintly.

“Yes, instead I’ve been drinking animal blood.” He boasted.

“Oh.” You blanched.

“It’s not as horrid as it sounds.” He assured “I go to restaurants and get my steak extra extra rare. It’s better than hunting the animals down myself like a caveman.” He jested, making a smile spread across your face. “You look a lot better when you smile.” He acknowledged making your smile fall. “It was a genuine compliment. I’m not a mysogonist y/n.” Looking at him, you over exaggerated a toothy grin. “I won’t compliment you in future.” He laughed. A faint laugh escaped you too as you looked at Loki who was still crouched in front of you, balancing himself with one of his hands on your knees. Realising, he quickly stood, stepping out of the booth. “Until next time y/n.” He bid before leaving.

You rushed out of the box to go after him but once he was out of sight, you forgot what had just happened. Looking down at your hand, you saw that you were holding an emerald handkerchief with the letter L engraved into it. Strange you thought, placing it at the alter incase someone had forgotten it and decided to retrieve it. Walking in, your dad smiled at you.

“Hello sweetheart.” He greeted.

“Hey dad.” You smiled. Walking towards the alter, he sighted the handkerchief.

“How was your morning?” He asked, kissing you on the cheek.

“Good, the children loved the book.” You beamed. Your dad picked the handkerchief up, running his finger over the L.

“Who’s is this?” He asked.

“Not sure, someone probably left it.” You shrugged, taking it from his hand and putting it into your pocket. “Need any help?” You offered.

“No, you go, I’m fine thank you.” He smiled.

“Alright dad, see you in a bit.” You replied before taking leave.

Later on that day, Loki went to his usual restaurant to order his extra extra rare steak causing his mind to drift onto you as he remembered your earlier encounter. Sitting at his table, his gaze settled on the empty seat infront of him. A sense of loneliness settled over him. He missed his family, of course he did but there was something else he missed even more. Companionship. He yearned for it but there was no point getting close to any midgardians, they died before he even required a new haircut and he couldn’t curse any of them with his affliction, he wasn’t that cruel. Sighing, he thanked the waiter for his food before tucking it. He was destined for loneliness at least until his banishment ended.

Once you had finally reached your apartment, you heated up some leftovers for yourself whilst you got changed into some pyjamas. When that was done, you sat at your table, eating the food alone, nothing but the faint sound of your tv to keep you company. When you had finished, you went back into your bedroom and took the handkerchief out of your pocket from the discarded jeans on the floor and wondered when you picked it up in the first place.

Yeah they’re moving quite quickly 😂 the dad saying sweetheart is giving my ptsd from f&d with Scar 🥲

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Self Control

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Today started as horrible as any other day this time of the month would. For some reason you always forgot that Mother Nature loved to pay you a visit exactly whenever you didn’t want her to. Waking up, you had to quickly strip the bed, chucking everything into the machine before throwing yourself into the shower. Scrapping your previous outfit idea of wearing a dress today, you decided on trousers and a short sleeve top. You quickly did your hair, yelling into the void when it of course just didn’t look right. Nothing looked right. Your hair was a mess, your skin wasn’t cooperating either and you felt overall horrible. Before leaving your apartment, you quickly looked at yourself in the mirror.

“It’ll pass y/n.” You exhaled before leaving.

Once you reached your place of work, although the pay was next to nothing and it was with your dad, you pushed the heavy door open and stepped in quietly seeing a group of around four other men with your dad, seemingly in a meeting. Spotting you, your dad stopped talking.

“Hey sweetheart.” He smiled as you walked towards him.

“Hey dad.” You answered awkwardly.

“Well, we’ll speak further soon, thank you for your time.” One of the men said, shaking hands with your dad before they all left, each saying goodbye to you as they passed. You smiled politely at each of them until they left.

“Who were they?” You asked, turning towards your dad.

“No one, just some old friends.” He answered, quickly kissing you on the cheek before picking up a piece of paper that was left on the chair.

“Oh how cute, who knew you had friends in your old age.” You teased.

“Watch it.” He warned lightheartedly, ruffling your hair.

“DAD! I’ll kay, iy, el, el, you.” (Kill) you huffed. “It took me forever to do my hair this morning.”

“Don’t use such fowl language in here y/n.”

“I didn’t.” You quipped.

“I’ll leave you here whilst I take the rest of the donated food down to the town hall.” He spoke, picking up one last basket to take to his car.

“Need any help?” You offered.

“I’m fine, this is the last one anyways.”

“Alright dad, see you later.” You waved, watching him leave. Once he was gone, you sat at the piano stool next to the pipe organ. You had played the organ a few times but the piano is where your true skills resided, plus, you didn’t want everyone to hear you playing considering there weren’t actually any services or anything happening today. Opting for a simple melody, you began to play the keys, smiling to yourself once you heard them. Once you had your bearings, you began playing one of your favourites.

The moment Loki stood outside the building, he knew something was different, something was off. He began walking inside, stopping when he saw your back slightly hunched over as you played the piano. He had to bite his lip to stop the smile that crept onto his face seeing your position. He was about to tell you to correct your posture but then you began to sing. He swallowed thickly, sitting down as he observed you. Your voice was one of an Angel which was fitting considering your location. He couldn’t battle his smile anymore, your voice was too seraphic to not be appreciated.

Sitting slightly straighter, you began to sing along to the tune of your favourite Sinatra song oblivious of eyes on you.

“Fly me to the moon, let me play among the stars. Let me see what spring is like on A-Jupiter and Mars.”

You opened your mouth to sing again until you felt a presence behind you. Your hands instantly fell before you spun around with an embarrassed expression until you spotted Loki. You bit down the initial shock and small amount of fear you still held for him despite your last encounter. You studied his expression, it was one you hadn’t seen before. He sat up, beginning to walk towards you and that’s when you really noticed how tall he was, he had the stature of a god. Adonis. Your eyes scanned over each of his handsome features as you cursed your stupid hormones.

“Please, don’t stop on my accord.” He insisted, sitting back down once he reached the front row. Turning back around, your fingers danced over the higher keys, playing a quieter melody, quiet enough that you could speak over it. As you played, Loki closed his eyes, revelling in the sound. After a while, you decided to break the silence.

“Whenever you leave, I forget you. I know I forget because it’s only when I see you again that I remember. Why is that?” You questioned.

“Because I made you forget.” He answered, standing up as he stalked closer towards you.

“Made me? How?”

“By asking politely.” He replied, standing behind you whilst you continued to play.

“I’ve still got your handkerchief. I didn’t know who’s it was.” You uttered, almost in a daze as you inhaled his cologne from behind you. For a blood thirsty vampire, he smelt heavenly.

“What’s wrong with you? Are you hurt?” He queried, ghosting his fingers over yours as he played the keys between yours.

“I’m fine.” You assured as your fingers brushed against his. Leaning further down, Loki inhaled your scent. You felt his nose brush against your neck and you subconsciously tilted your head slightly, allowing him further access.

“You smell intoxicatingly beautiful.” He inhaled.

“You do too.” You replied absently, closing your eyes when his hands rested over yours. His hands then began running slowly up your arms leaving goosebumps in their wake. You felt your heart rate increasing with his close proximity and the feeling of his skin on yours. His hands ran higher, getting to your shoulders before he tilted your chin upwards, further exposing your neck. Something was different. Something about you was different. He had to put more effort into his practice of self control. Leaning down further, he opted for leaving a gentle kiss on your neck as opposed to sinking his teeth into it. The gesture caused your eyes to snap open, quickly standing up as Loki jumped away from you. “Oh my gosh, we’re you about to bite me?” You exclaimed.

“No— well, yes— but NO! I have something called self control despite how delectable you smell.” He almost boasted, eyes wandering up and down your body as you stood to face him.

“Delectable? Was that supposed to be a compliment? What does that even mea—oh.” You rambled before realisation hit you.

“Oh?”

“I—I’m—” you stuttered, doing an over exaggerated hand gesture over your stomach.

“Oh, OH.” Loki said, clearing his throat. “That explains it” he smiled “it’s nothing to be ashamed about, it’s only natural.” He consoled as you looked at him with an expression that could only be described as distraught. “I was coming here to perhaps have a word with my father and to tell you the long list of sins I’ve committed since we last met but I’ll spare you.”

“Loki.” You gasped.

“Not a long list, it’s barely a few sentences.” He countered.

“I hope you’re still drinking steaks.”

Smiling, Loki nodded before turning to leave.

“Wait.” You called after him.

“Mmm?” He hummed, turning to look at you.

“What if I want to remember?” You questioned.

“I’d prefer if you didn’t.” He smiled sadly before leaving, too quick for you to catch up. Once he was out of sight, he was out of mind. You wondered why you were standing at the door for a moment before blaming your hormones for your clumsiness today and lack of memory. You walked back towards the piano where a long black hair rested on top of one of the keys.

“Gross.” You grimaced, blowing it to the floor before you began to play.

Couldn’t do a vamp fic without a chap like this 😂 hope you’re enjoying so far!

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It was to have been a routine hunting trip. Thor had heard tales of a strange creature in Vanaheimr that stalked both animal and Vanir alike. It hadn’t been seen but the corpses found had been bloodless with only a wound to the neck to indicate how that had happened. Thor declared that he would slay the beast and had dragged along both his friends and his younger brother to do so. They had stalked and hunted the creature for several days. 

Then one night it attacked their camp. It was nearly impossible to see in the dark and they were unprepared. Fandral was thrown through a tree first. Then Sif and Hogun were thrown into Volstagg in a tangle of limbs. Loki had fought back to back with his brother before shoving the oaf out of the way. He cried out as he felt the creature’s jaws at his throat. He let lose a blast of seidr to get free and Thor struck the final blow.

That was the last thing Loki remembered until he woke in a strange place with his mother at his bedside. It was she who told him that he had been infected by the creature and had been changed by it. She told him of the old legends of the vampires and that a cure was being searched for.

That was nearly a century ago. To protect both him and others he had been placed in a remote castle in Midgard with mechanical servants to see to his needs and keep him from going on a rampage. He was also sent shipments of a special blood wine his mother had made for him that sated his thirst and helped him grow stronger.