Guys, I wrote a Henry V oneshot with smut (for the first time in ages!), but it WILL be darker this time around
Hiii, as you can tell, I wrote something for Henry V! I haven't done that in a while now!
But I have to warn y'all it will be of dubious consent at best.
It will take place at the infamous Harefleur scene, and Henry will say that he will make his army pass through the city safely...if he has a night with Reader.
So yeah, let me know if you want to be tagged in it when it goes up. I already have a rough draft (!!!!)
Summary: You are of royal blood, having chosen to leave home and your sworn responsibilities for a much, simpler life. Hiding for years as one of Asgard’s servants, the second prince of Asgard has taken interest in you being his primary target for his mischief and chaos; However, his behavior seemed to take a drastic turn when he has found out about your true identity. Perhaps this could be his ticket for gaining a throne after all! He just needs to convince you to marry him and forgive his constant years of teasing and torment.
Rating: R (with pending dark elements)
Note: the wonderful @darknessawaits28 had helped me RP a handful of the chapters to help solidify a skeleton for this piece and i couldn't be more happier of how it turned out!!! Thank you my love!!
Warnings: drinking, kind of hurt/comfort, mentions of past relationship, soft Loki, fluff
Wordcount: 300
For the June Jukebox Scribbles challenge, hosted by @societynsoelsscribbles | June 1st: Joy To The World - Three Dog Night / “I never understood a single word he said”
A/N: Felt so rusty when starting this one but I'm pretty happy with how it ended up. Hope you like it!!
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The humidity gave way to the chilly breeze as you and Loki stretched the conversation across hours of slow sipping drinks under the stars that midsummer night.
Loki listened to each slightly slurred word of yours, and the air grew heavier with the feeling of significance; you’d still return to this moment in memory after it was long gone.
“I never understood a single word he said,” you admitted, your lips pursed tightly, deep in thought. “Of course, as you can imagine, by the time I figured out there wasn’t anything to be understood, he already drove me to the brink of my sanity and I’d already done wonders for his ego.” You grinned at Loki despite the bitterness that lingered each time you spoke of your past lover.
Loki shot you a bittersweet smile, nudging your shoulder. “It's not all bad though, is it? There’s still joy to the world,” he tried.
You gave a considering hum, nodding to agree with his words eventually. “There's good wine,” you raised your glass to him.
“And other lovers to be had.” Loki added cheekily as he clinked his glass to yours.
“Oh, yeah, people are lining right up for me!” You said sarcastically, unraveling into a fit of laughter.
“I am.”
You paused, your glossy gaze setting on his. “You're what?” You asked, half expecting him to tell you he didn't say a thing.
“I'm lining up for you, darling,” he said, averting his gaze to the night sky. He failed to contain the smile breaking through on his face and you soon found yourself matching it.
“I think I'm lining up for you too,” you said, nudging his shoulder while warmth settled in your chest.
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