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Be my eyes (part one) - Loki x reader

hey y’alll so I’ve been working on this for a while, v excited, accidentally posted the whole friggin plot replying to this request in a true expression of my intelligence. this is going to have a few parts so buckle in my dudes <3

Request (from @alena19995): The reader has been blind for a year due to past experiences and she only trusts Loki to be her eyes, even though she’s never seen him before. (not posting the whole thing so I don’t give away spoilers again - tehee oops)

Word count: 1517

“Y/N! Heads up!”

You heard Bucky’s yell a fraction of a second too late and felt something hard collide with the side of your face – an apple.

“Asshole!” you yelled, clutching your face and pretending to stagger in pain, hearing his laugh from the other side of the room: your target. You reached down and felt for the apple where you’d heard it thud to the floor, picked it up and lobbed it towards the sound of his laughter, giving a satisfied smirk in Bucky’s direction when you heard him yell in pain.

That pretty much summed up the relationship between you and Buck. You loved it.

Ever since you had been blinded in a battle with the Avengers a year ago, everyone had started treating you differently. You’d immediately put a stop to it, not wanting to feel worse than you already did with your loss of sight, begging everyone to treat you as normally as they could. After a year you could pretty much fend for yourself, as long as you were within the confines of the compound and around the people who had looked after you from day one. But it still sucked.

You had given it a great deal of thought, and you reckoned would rather be deaf, or mute, or both, just as long as you could see something again. You missed colours.

But you didn’t let yourself wallow in your own self pity for too long, that would only drive you more insane. You had your ears still, which had become hyper-sensitive since the accident and allowed you to hear things in a way you never would have when you still had your sight. And you had Loki.

Your relationship with Loki was a unique one. You were closer with him than any of the other Avengers, even though you’d never seen him before. He’d arrived a week after the accident, when you were at your lowest, and he was at his too. The timing couldn’t have been better; you had clicked straight away and he had hardly left your side since he had arrived, finding comfort in the fact that you were now an outsider like him.

When he’d kissed you for the first time you hadn’t seen it coming (literally), but had felt elated and relieved. If not for your blindness you knew you would have made a move way before he did, but not being able to actually see him had knocked your confidence massively. You could picture him in your head well enough, but only in his human form. You knew about the whole frost giant thing, he had only told you, but he refused to describe himself to you like that. It was a work in progress.

That was why you trusted him to be your eyes: he knew exactly how and when to explain things to you in the right way, which allowed you to picture the things he was describing so clearly in your head. It wasn’t the same as actually seeing, but it was close. You had felt vulnerable to start with, but not anymore.

Bucky’s overexaggerated moans of pain still carrying across the room were proof of this.

“What’s up Buck, Y/N beating you up again?”

That was Steve’s voice, humorous and light-hearted.

“You know it.” you grinned, bracing yourself for another flying apple, but none came.

“Hey kid.”

A large hand descended on your head, ruffling your hair and you swatted it away playfully.

“Hey Tony. Found the cure for blindness yet?”

“Still searching, endlessly, relentlessly… you know the drill.”

Tony blamed himself for your blindness. He’d been slightly preoccupied warding off a giant monster from attacking a hospital when it had happened. Selfish really. Not. His excuse was that he’d recruited you and it was only your eighth mission, and he should have been protecting you, blah blah blah. No one else thought it was his fault apart from him, and you especially didn’t blame him. It was down to your stupidity, thinking you could take on twenty fire demons or whatever they were at the same time. Which apparently you could not do. You missed going on missions with the team and using your magic more than anything.

Still, Tony was determined to restore your eyesight, which he ‘owed’ to you. It was a reoccurring joke that every morning you asked him if he’d found a cure. And he said no. Every. Single. Morning. A sad joke when you thought about it really. You had hope though, whether that be a good thing or a bad thing. If anyone was going to find a cure for blindness, it was Tony.

A second later Loki entered the room, you could tell from the subtle change in atmosphere. Bucky shut up abruptly and then started talking with Steve, and Tony stopped humming. You wished they wouldn’t.

“Morning.” Loki said, brushing the back of your hand lightly and sitting down next to you.

The room slowly filled as people came in for breakfast and ambient chat filled the room, until Tony bought it to an abrupt silence five minutes later by announcing that there was some sort of attack going on nearby. And you needed to leave. Right now.

It took everyone a second to realise what he had said. Then realisation hit.

Panic rippled across the room as everyone hastened to their feet, abandoning their food and running to get their gear on. A feeling of dull sadness settled heavily on your chest as you remained seated, no longer hungry.

“Tony…”

“No Y/N, you are not coming.”

Loki squeezed your hand briefly before you felt him leave your side to go after the others.

“I’m sorry.”

Fat lot of use that was. Usually you had more time to try and persuade Tony to let you come along before a mission… but maybe you could use that to your advantage today. You allowed your magic to rise to the palm of your hand and felt it grow hot; you could picture so clearly the purple swirling ball of magic that would be sat there right now. No one could stop you from going with them. You weren’t going to sit and wait and worry here by yourself anymore.

“Y/N, no… what are you-” Tony’s voice interrupted your determined thoughts as you charged past him down the corridor to get your gear on. He grabbed your arm and turned you to face him.

“You can’t come with us.”

“Let me try. Please.”

“Y/N, I’m sorry, you can’t get hurt again! This is non-negotiable.”

“Great, see you in a minute.” you retorted, swinging back around towards your room. He let you go.

You struggled into your gear as quickly as possible, fighting down glee as the familiar feel of your gear enveloped you, and charged back out into the corridor. Hearing the roar of the Quinjet’s engine outside filled you with excitement, and you flipped yourself over the banister and used your magic to break your fall three floors below. See! You weren’t completely useless after all.

“Y/N? Why are you…” Bucky’s voice. Worried.

“I’m coming with you. It’s non-negotiable.” you told him with a grin.

“I don’t… did Tony…?”

“Where’s Y/N? What-”

There was Loki. So many questions! Why couldn’t you just leave already?

“No. Absolutely not.” said Loki after a split second of silence.

“That’s what I said.” Tony’s voice.

“Absolutely yes. Come on!” you told them, holding out a hand for no one in particular.

“You can’t come on a mission! You can’t see!”

Wow. Way to state the obvious.

“We need to leave…”

“Fine! Fine. Put this on.” Tony thrust a small object into your hand. An earpiece.

“Loki, do not leave her side.”

Loki grabbed your outstretched hand and pulled you towards the door.

“This is an awful idea.” he told you, breaking into a jog.

You couldn’t care less. You were running, outside in the cold, fresh air, about to go on a mission for the first time in a year and use your powers, actually use them.

There was an outburst of protest as you entered the Quinjet, and you couldn’t help but smile at how much these guys cared for you.

After an intense argument with Tony that lasted about three and a half minutes, you reached the agreement that Loki would be next to you at all times, under no circumstances should you be out of anyone’s sight at any one time, and you would go back to the jet the minute things got out of hand, which they undoubtedly would. Although it was annoying and unnecessary, you allowed it, because you knew that it would get easier after this. You were finally going on a mission! Messing this up was not an option, you had to be allowed back out again after this was all over.

“Okay, we’re here, and we’re going straight in. You know what to do.” Tony said. An example of one of his great pep talks.

Loki’s hand was in yours as you stood up, buzzing with excitement.

“Let’s go.”

- By @highfuncti0ningfangirl 

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Call Me Yours Masterlist

(Ot7 x Reader) (Hybrid au!) (Blind! Reader)

(Sequel to Dance To This: Spoilers below)

Summary: You were happy with your life, with your loving relationship with your hybrids- Seokjin, Namjoon, and Yoongi. But you never would have imagined that more love was hidden right next door, just over your garden fence. Not that human Hoseok will ever get the courage to confess his feeling for you anyway. His hybrids, however- starry-eyed bunny Jungkook, Bratty calico cat Jimin, and shy tiger Taehyung- don’t have any problem at all.

Pairings: (Human! Hoseok) x (Human! reader) x (Wolf hybrid! Namjoon) x (Dog hybrid! Seokjin) x (Cat hybrid! Yoongi) x (Tiger hybrid! Taehyung) x (Bunny hybrid! Jungkook) x (Cat hybrid! Jimin)

Tags: Established relationship, Polyamory, gratuitous fluff, slow-ish burn

Part 1: BIRDS 

Part 2: CHARMING 

Part 3: AUDIO 

Part 4: PROMISE

Part 5: THE DATE

Part 6:  BURN

Part 7: LOVEBITES

Part 8: DIVIDED 

Part 9: STITCHES 

epilogue: TIMELESS 

Protective Carmilla x fem blind reader!

“Stay Away From Them”

(Requested by PoosayDestroyer on AO3)

A/n: I hope this isn’t disrespectful towards blind ppl since I’ve never wrote about them before-

Summary: reader is blind, and some perv tries to upskirt her, and Carmilla is there to protect the reader

Noises, noises, noises. That’s it. The only thing you could ‘observe’ was noise. Reason for it? Your blind. You’ve been blind ever since you entered hell. The sinners in hell are based off of their insecurities, their deaths, and things they hate. You? You were always called ‘blind’ because you were so oblivious to a lot of things..and hell decided to ‘gift’ you with that.

It wasn’t all bad though. Hell did give you something that you don’t regret having, your lover Carmilla. She never minded that you’re blind, if anything she compliments you and appreciates you, even if you can’t see. And even if you can’t see her, you can just imagine how gorgeous she actually is, she sounds gorgeous too.

The weapon armer has always been so carrying and sweet for you. She’s basically your eyes. She helps you get dressed if you struggle, helps you get to places without bumping into anyone, and explains everything that’s going on that you cannot see. You really love her. Another thing she does for you is keep other demons away from you, she’s pretty darn protective.

Currently, you and her were walking around Pentagram cities streets in hell. She was with her daughters, and you, helping them out with orders in this part of town since she believed it was too dangerous for young girls like them to be alone. You decided to tag along because you just wanted to help and support.

While walking, she holds your hand to help you navigate through the streets and avoid demons. "Careful my love...there's.." she looked down at a dead sinners body that has been brutally gored by an exorcists spear, deciding to not tell you that theres a dead body right below your feet. "..a stump" she corrects and lightly pulls you around it.

"why's there a stump on the sidewalk?" you ask questionably, your head turned towards where her gorgeous voice was, trying your best to show your paying attention to her even if you can't see her.

Carmilla chuckles softly, she always found it cute when you weren't aware of many things, even if it was worrying too. "Oh well, it is hell afterall..something is going to be unexpected." she responds with a softer tone rather than her usual stern one.

"I guess your not wrong" you smile a little at her words and tone, oh god how much you'd do to see what she actually looked like, you know shes gorgeous. Odette and Clara came to a halt up ahead, Odette holding her clipboard as she checks off the territory, and Clara pulling an angelic spear out of a dead sinners body, lucky for you, you could only hear the spear pop out of the sinners side rather than see it.

Carmilla held your hand, then lead you over to a wall. She gently placed your hand on it, and told you to stay right there and to not let go. She wasn't going far, maybe 5 feet away from you wince her voice was pretty clear. She was talking to her daughters about some of the areas in the town they'd go to collect more of the angelic spears. You stayed quite, but also unaware. Lets just say today, wasn't the best day to wear a skirt.

While you were unaware, and obviously not paying attention to anything you can see-well, because your blind..a middle aged small imp approuched you. He was about half your size, maybe to your hips. he had a perverted smirk on his face as he sneaks up on your unaware and oblivious state. You gasp a little when you feel your skirt get lifted a little, there was no wind, so why..? Then you felt a hand on your rear, you jumped and spoke up "hey!" you exclaim with a gasp, catching your lovers attention.

Carmilla's head shoots over to your direction when she heard your distressed cry, and saw the hellborn, fury filled her eyes as she walked over and gave him a push, grabbing your hand to let you know your okay, as she glared down at him. "you little twit..touching girls? Do you really have nothing better to do with your pathetic little life?" the overlord threats with a dangerous look on her face, she would not tolerate such an act of disgust. "You have thirty seconds to run before i send a bullet through your retarded brain." she said calm, stern and intimidating with her arms crossed as she looked down at the quivering imp. The imp nods and scurried off fast, its safe to say he won't be coming near you again. Carmilla's tone and epression softened with concern laced with it. "Mi amor? are you alright? he didn't hurt you right?" she asked, both of her hands placed on the sides of your head as she tilted your head from side to side to check on you.

You let out a soft, shaken chuckle at her actions. "yea..im fine. Just a bit shaken.." you say softly, moving your hand up to hold one of her hands that were on your cheek, you looked in her eyes, even if you couldn't see her. "Thank you my dear..i probably would have been forced into something if you weren't here.." you say in appreitation.

"Anything for you my love.." she chuckled softly and gave you a soft kiss on your forehead while holding you close in her grasp. "Now lets get going, this town is already unsafe for the girls, and now you too. I don't feel comfortable putting you three in danger." she states worried, calling her daughters back over to you two as you both start to walk.

"fine by me.." you say as she takes your hand, leading you and being your eyes once again. Yes, being blind has its cons, you can't see, bumping into things are often, and you won't be able to observe things the ways others do...and it makes you feel left out. But, it also has its pros, its advantages, and sometimes the best thing that happened in your life, and for you, that Carmilla. No doubt about it.

this is just SO!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAKSKSWODKXKEKSKSK I DON'T KNOW

Gosh I love hybrid universe and this story is just so fluffy and cute and lovable and everything good I'm so 🥺🥺 happy I found this. Thank you for writing and I'll soon read the sequences!!

Dance to this: Part 3

(Hybrid! Namjoon x Hybrid! Seokjin x Blind! Reader) (Service Hybrid au) (Social media au)

Summary: The 3 words are there, even if Namjoon can’t say them aloud. “I love you Seokjin, I love you Y/n” maybe he’ll be able to say them one day, but not yet. Not until he knows if you both love him back.

W/C: 11.5k

Tags: Polyamory, Mentions of hybrid mistreatment, brief allusions to some form of self-harm, lots of hurt/comfort.

Song Rec: Ariana Grande - Goodnight and go

A/n: I’m so happy to finally finish this series, regardless of the ending this is definitely the last part! I hope you enjoy the conclusion, and this story will always hold a special place in my heart. ❤️ 💌 Happy Valentines Day Loves 💌 ❤️

TRYING SOMETHING NEW: PARTS 1 AND 2 ARE LINKED IN THE COMMENTS BELOW 

Before

- “It’s nothing- don’t worry about it- I’m not-” he reverses his direction, going for his shoes and his jacket, his anxiety is screaming at him- yelling at him to get away away away from the threat.

- The threat is this: your sad imploring expression trying to pay for Namjoon’s secrets, the ones he doesn’t share- not ever, and Seokjin’s wide eyes that are wanting to pry his chest open and have his secrets laid out on the floor of your kitchen.

- “Namjoon if you’re hurt you need to tell me-”

- “I don’t need to tell you anything!” the hybrid yells, you and Seokjin freeze. You’d never heard him yell before and suddenly Namjoon can’t breathe, the air too cloying and pressing on his chest.

- He takes his shoes with shaking hands and slams the door so hard that the ceramic pots he’d gotten by the door rattle, not even bothering to put them on before he leaves. Namjoon toes them on at the top of the steps and by the bottom, he’s running.

- Seokjin holds the pan of frying onions in his hands staring wide-eyed in the direction of the hybrid that’s just disappeared. “What the fuck?”

- You start to sniff in the doorway, and Seokjin drops the pan with a clatter in a when he realizes you’re crying, his hands and arms crush you to his chest, your tears soak into his apron. “Honey” his voice is soft and as sweet as the pet name he uses with you.  “What’s wrong? What happened? What made Joonie so upset?”

- Seokjin rubs the tears away from your eyes as you swallow back a lump in your throat. “I fell against him and I felt something under his shirt- they where Scars Seokjin.”

Now

- “ I didn’t know he’d react that way- I just” Seokjin casts a pained look in the direction of the door and the hybrid that’s just disappeared. His hand falling on your head as you fold yourself into him. Fingers carding through your hair nails rubbing blunt against your scalp.

- “You’re both so stubborn Jesus Christ,” he says, more thinking about what to do than anything, running a comforting hand down your back. For a moment the urge to run after Namjoon runs in him so strongly Seokjin thinks he will, but then you tilt you nuzzle your head into his chest again and the feeling, the almost violent urge to find Namjoon deflates in his chest.

- “Do you think he’ll come back?” you ask, sucking on your lower lip, “Of course he will!” Seokjin says “he just needs some time to cool off- he’ll be back any minute now” but even he’s not sure. but as the hour’s drag on you can’t go back to work instead you sit in the corner of the kitchen out of sight of Seokjin’s camera while he finishes making the dish- chicken kachori- for his YouTube channel.

- Later all of his followers will comment that his mood in the second half seemed reserved, ask what’s wrong, and get no response from Seokjin. Leading them to speculate on what happened. He covers the dish, and immediately you spring up, Seokjin helps you put on your coat- ever the gentleman and the two of you head out into the afternoon light wordlessly.

- You and Seokjin walk through the empty streets calling Namjoon’s name down every alleyway and thoroughly searching the park where you first found him. Seokjin lets go of you sometimes to peer over the tops of fences for the hybrid to no avail.

- Dread creeps up in both of your stomachs when you start to consider the idea that Namjoon might not be coming back.  

- It gets later and later into the night, the sun sets, You get more and more worried, by the time you’re walking back to your loft, you’re definitely weepy, curling and hiding your face into his side as he shakes and casts a panicked glance down every ally way, even though they’ve already searched all of the ones near their house and even gone back to the park where the first found Namjoon. You’re almost back at the loft- turning onto your street and it seems utterly hopeless.

- “What if he doesn’t come back Jin- what if I- I pushed him so far that I pushed him away” you utter through your hiccupping sobs, “We can’t think like that baby- he can’t- he’s gotta be okay-he’s-”

- Seokjin stops just before the door to your apartment, almost falling over.

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SCP 096 x Blind!Reader Fluff

It was requested by ann087de . From Wattpad .

Y/n L/n is a female/male D-class/Scientist . She/he is 20-25 years old .

D-class Y/n : You were framed . Well police believed real criminals . They said that you could fake your blindest , but your lawyer showed medical papers ? That shows that you are blind since 13 years old . But criminals said that you could kill somebody .(Luna: The accident wasn't her/his fault! ) So you went to jail . And then Foundation took you . They had info that you're blind , so they had to experiment you and SCP 096 Scientist Y/n : You were only one eyed blind then you were born . But you managed to hurt your other eye then you were 15 years old . So you became blind . Foundation were interested in you because then you were interviewed you said this : "I am extremely comfortable in my skin about my blindness. Because I was born this way, I have no desire to not be blind. I accept myself just as I am." So they hired you and you were good . And because you're blind they wanted to met you with SCP 096 . You knew about 096 and you were nervous. You came in 096's cell with your walking stick . You heard sobs . So you came a little closer . Sobs begun to be a little louder . You tried to seat on your knees , it was not really hard . But still hard . And you placed your arm on 096's spine . It's really cold and sobbing were quieter . SCP 096's POV Another test . I just want to be alone ! But almost everyday they need to experiment with me . I'm tired of this . But I heard how something hits the wall and floor . Why does that scientist/D-class have black glasses and

... a stick? It's strange . Why does that male/female coming closer ? Didn't Foundation warned her/him ? Strange... Did he/she put his/her hand on me ? It's strange . Can I see your eyes?

Your POV Is 096's taking my glasses ? Why ? You didn't move . "Uhhh ... You ... okay SCP 096? " SCP 096's POV Scientist/D-class have almost white eyes ? Is it okay ? Did he/she born with them ? "Uhhh ... You ... okay SCP 096? " Why did she/he spoke to me ? It's ... cool ? Or not . And I didn't attack them . It's really strange . I made some mumbling sounds in reply to her/him . "How are you... ?" I tilted my head . Isn't every human in Foundation scared of me ? Is he/she alright ? I waved my hand in front of her/his face . She/he doesn't react ... Strange . Can he/she see me ? Your POV "How are you... ?" - I asked again . I think he reacted to that . I don't know 'cause I can't see ! "... Ummm can you talk ? If you can ... pat my shoulder . Because I can't see you ." - then I felt that he started patted my shoulder "Can you start to talk to me , please ?" SCP 096's POV "... Ummm can you talk ? If you can ... pat my shoulder . Because I can't see you ." She/he can't see me . Well it's explains everything . I patted his/her shoulder . How she/he 'll react . I'm interested a lot . "Can you start to talk to me , please ?" Someone nice in this place ? I don't know should I talk to her ? Or not ? I'm nervous now . Will I scare them ? I won't scare ? I should test it , I didn't speak really long time . "... Yes . Wh-why can't y-you see me ?" Your POV He can actually speak ? It's unusual "Well I'm blind ." "Bli-Blind? " "Yes . I became blind then I was 13/15 years old " "Are yo-you oka-okay... ?" "Yes , I am " "Can I as-ask ... wh-what's your na-name ?" "It's ... Y/n or D-F/num/Dr. L/n" "Y/n-n is bet-better tha-than Dr.L/n/D-F/nu-num " "Yes you're right . And what is your name . I don't want to call you SCP 096 or Shy Guy , because Foundation named you that names " "... It-it's ... L-... Lanky " "It's unusual name ." "Than-thank you " - Then he hugged me ? Why did he do that ? I hugged back . He started sobbing again . "Hey ... It's okay . No need to cry " "I-i just wa-want to b-be alone . I do-don't like o-other peo-people , th-they are m-mean to m-me " "Don't worry . I'm here with you , and I'm not mean to you . If you want we ... can be friends" "Friends ..." "Dr.L/n/D-F/num your time is up . Please leave SCP 096's cell ." - Intercom spoke "Well Lanky , I need to go " "Will I se-see y-you again?" "Yes I will see you , don't worry" - Then I stood up and slowly walked towards the door ? I think door . SCP 096's POV Friend ? I have a friend now ... Don't go Y/n . I'll miss you . *Sigh* ... She/he 's really nice . New friend ...

Could I request a Crowley x blind!reader

Both Crowley and the reader wear sunglasses, both for similar and completely different reasons... Where Crowley hides his eyes, so no one sees his snake eyes- the reader hides their eyes so that they don't make people uncomfortable with their cloudy eyes- but the thing is, Crowley doesn't know why they wear sunglasses 24/7

I think you can go anywhere with this like the reader misplaced their sunglasses, perhaps their sunglasses broke, etc.

Crowley with a blind S/O

Crowley has had glasses on the majority of his life on earth. He had to. He had serpent eyes, so if he didn't, the next thing he knew, someone was freaking out at the fact he had those eyes. When it came to you though, he had no idea why you were them all the time. He doesn't think human beings have unique eyes in any way. So maybe he thought you were just really sensitive to light or just thought they were cool.

Even after knowing you for so long, he didn't know. Eventually, the truth would quickly come out.

One day, when you were walking down the hall in his home, he went to enter the hall but didn't see you were going to exit the hall there so you both bumped into each other and your glasses fell off and onto the ground. He picked them up for you and apologized, but then when he stood up straight again, he saw your eyes and how cloudy they looked. He would ask bluntly, "What's up with your eyes?" Witch, you would reply. "You really couldn't guess the whole time I've known you? I'm blind, so I can't see anything, I wear glasses so people don't see them and to protect them from light." Crowley was baffled he didn't realize."I suppose that's somewhat the same reason I were glasses, just to hide my eyes"

After that, he would do things to help you sense you didn't exactly see. He pretty much made any sharp corner not so pointy and help you do as you need. He couldn't believe that after all those previous years of knowing you, he didn't come to that conclusion.