#loki x lady sif

[pascaloverx]

Forbidden Romance

Summary: You are in love with Prince Thor. He will soon be King and is hosting a ball between Kingdoms so he can find his future bride. Unfortunately, the Kingdom of Asgard is not ready to accept the Chief of the Royal Guard as the new Queen.

Warnings: inappropriate language, use of violence and adult content in the future of fanfic. some characters belong to the Marvel universe and others were created by the author.

chapter two

Chapter One

A calm morning awaits you as you don your attire of the Kingsguard. The duty calls to you. Guarding the safety of the great son of Asgard is an honor. The challenge is to leave your personal feelings aside. Damn was the moment you fell in love...

"Are you sure it won't be strange for you escorting your little boyfriend to a ball designed for him to find a future wife?" Loki quips as he strides into your room without any ceremony. You brandish your sword at the level of the rejected Prince Loki.

"It's conversations like these that make me know I should hit you every time you come to my room." You speak while holding the sword tightly. Loki walks away, smiling a little too much for those who seem afraid of you.

"I came in peace. Thor asked you to stop by his room before leaving to give instructions to the Kingsguard." Loki says, laying down under his bed and swinging his feet playfully. You roll your eyes reproaching him but I understand that it's good that he's helping you and Thor.

"You know if you tell anyone about this, I'll rip your tongue out of your head, right?" You say it knowing that he'll probably enjoy you hurting him but that he would feel humiliated for being hurt by a commoner like you.

"And miss the chance to watch you two fucking everything up when my precious father notices that his favorite son is the one who will bring ruin to his kingdom." Hearing these words coming out of Loki's mouth makes everything even more real. If you and Thor are caught, you will be sentenced to death. And he will be king anyway.

"Tell your brother, I'll see him at the opening ceremony to welcome the leaders of each kingdom and their children." You say finishing and getting ready to go. But to your surprise, before you could leave your room, Thor was waiting for you. Accompanied, obviously, by the guard responsible for his security. You straighten up and bow, paying homage to the future king.

"Lynox, you may withdraw. The chief of the Kingsguard and I have a private matter to discuss." Thor says, looking at you. He scans you from top to bottom, as if he could undress you with just one look. You would like to live in a world where you could reciprocate with him. But we're not in that world.

"With all due respect, Your Highness, Lynox can witness our conversation. After all, as the second-in-command of the Kingsguard, he should be informed about matters concerning your security." You say, looking seriously at Thor and Lynox, who is unsure whether to leave or stay to listen to the conversation.

"Lynox." Thor says, and that's all it takes for Lynox to leave us alone. In the kingdom, Thor's word is only second to that of his parents. Soon, you and he are staring at each other.

"Are you proud? Your word holds more weight than mine in every corner of the kingdom. Want to test that with someone else? Your brother is in my room right now. Want to try to get him out with just a command, Your Highness?" You're upset because when you and Thor started to see each other as more than just royal guard and royalty, he promised he wouldn't walk over you.

"Dove…" He speaks so softly. His eyes watch you as his arms draw near. Thor then pulls you close to him, embracing you tightly.

"You enjoy doing things that put both my position in the Royal Guard and my life at risk. And I'm a fool for accepting it without a fight." You say, lifting your face as Thor looks down to meet your gaze. As you lock eyes, you slowly lean in towards the future king's face, being kissed by him shortly after.

"I'll talk to my father. Try to delay having to choose a wife. Or you could…" He begins, but you already step back, knowing what he's going to suggest.

"Become your mistress?" — you are revolted by the possibility of becoming the King's mistress— "To be the woman who sleeps with the King when he's not with the Queen?" Thor looks regretful about what he was about to say. You, however, look at him determinedly.

"You will never be a mere mistress to me. We could have a family together while the queen and I can have a semblance of a wedding." You laughed at Thor's foolishness. In fact, you were even afraid that Asgard was in the hands of a foolish prince.

"My love...shut up before anyone can hear all this nonsense. I'd rather die in battle than be the woman you cheat on your wife with." You say leaving disappointed with reality. This reality makes you know that you will always be just that for Thor. A head of the Kingsguard or a mistress.

You are a little shaken when you hear a noise and go after it to find out what is happening. A man dressed as royalty stands in the middle of the kingdom's trophy room. He is not known to you, you find his presence strange but you know you need to be polite when questioning him.

"This room has restricted entry. Only Asgardian Royalty can enter here. How did you manage to get past the Royal Guard?" You question using the most serious tone of voice possible. You hold tight to the tip of your sword that is attached to your waist. The man looks at you as if enchanted.

"I think the Royal Guard is busy preparing for the arrival of great royal representatives from the main kingdoms allied to Asgard. Are you usually so straight-faced with everyone?"He asks turning towards you.

"One more step and I will be forced to attack you. Tell me who are you?" You ask, almost wielding your sword, as a way of threatening the man in front of you.

"I hope you can explain to the King how you treat visitors. But since you insist on knowing, I am Steve. Son of King Tristan, future King of Kyrax." He speaks with such petulant calm. It's like he knew you would regret being hostile towards him.

"Your Highness could have told me you were a prince from the beginning. I hope you know that my approach was just security protocol. I will leave you alone." You speak cordially, trying not to show how embarrassed you are.

"However, I prefer your company. " He says as he watches you walk away. You turn around almost abruptly, confused by his revelation.

"I don't know how things are in your kingdom, Your Highness, but here commoners and royalty don't usually keep each other company unless it's essential." You speak keeping a safe distance between you and Prince Steve. Something useless since he doesn't know personal space and quickly got too close to you

"The Commander of the Royal Guard is right, Believe me, she avoids spending time alone even with me if it's not necessary." Thor says, entering the trophy room and staying close, but in a professional manner. The tension between the two is palpable and you mentally prepare yourself for what's to come.

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[alyceinwonderland777]

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[lexiepoch]

They Find you Having a Nightmare

Word Count: 5902

Tony Stark: "Y/N? What's going on?" says your boyfriend, Tony, rolling over when he hears you making noise. You're clearly still asleep, but whimpers of pain escape your lips every few seconds. Your eyebrows cross as your nose wrinkles.

"No! Please Dad! Stop! It hurts! Dad! Stop! Stop please!" You call out in your sleep, hands curling into fists on your chest, clutching at the top you stole from Tony's closet.

"Y/N, baby, it's okay! You're safe now. You're not there anymore! Wake up baby! Wake up Y/N!" says Tony, frantically shaking your shoulder, trying to wake you. "Baby, wake up! Wake up, love!"

"Huh?! What happened?!" you say, bolting upright, finally waking.

"Oh, thank god. You were having a nightmare again baby. Come here, I'll hold you. Let's go back to sleep, it's not quite morning yet. We can still get a few hours before you need to get up for work." he says, pulling you back down into a laying position, but rolling you so you're cuddled up against his chest.

"Sorry Tones. I hope I didn't disturb you too much."

"You never disturb me babe. Go to sleep, four o'clock is going to come around really fast. Don't worry about it." he says, pecking you forehead, encouraging you to relax into him further.

Pepper Potts: As Pepper comes home from another day at Stark Industries, instead of finding you dancing around the kitchen while making dinner, she finds a quiet apartment. Almost too quiet. "Y/N? Baby, where are you?" she asks into the silence. That's when she hears it, a quiet whimpering coming from your shared bedroom. Hurriedly, she kicks off her stilettos and makes her way to where the noise is coming from.

"No, Pep, please don't leave me! Please, I need you Pep! I'm nothing without you, I'm a mess. You know that! Come back please!" you beg, obviously asleep. Tears roll down your pale cheeks. Pepper kneels down in front of you, before softly taking your face in her hands, wiping your tears away with her thumbs.

"Y/N, baby, wake up. Wake up for me sweetie. You're okay, I'm never going to leave you." she coos, helping wake you from your nightmare.

"Pep! Oh Pepper! Oh thank god you're here!" you cry, waking suddenly and throwing your arms around her neck.

"Hey baby. It's alright, I've got you. Pepper's here, my love. Calm down, take a deep breath. I'm never going to leave you, not for anyone." she soothes, rubbing your back underneath your sleep shirt. Minutes pass and slowly your breathing settles back down to its normal pace. "Feeling better, babes?"

"Yeah, thanks Pepper. Sorry if I scared you."

"It's okay, as long as you feel better now. My pretty little baby. My needy little baby." she coos, pulling back to pinch your cheek, causing you to whine unhappily.

"Pepper! Stop! Don't like that!" you complain, pouting at your girlfriend. She chuckles, leaning forward, kissing the pout off of your lips.

"Cutie!"

You roll your eyes at that. "Pep, I just woke up from a nightmare, I'm dressed in a massive shirt and barely there panties. I'm the opposite of cute right now." You complain, flopping onto your back, draping an arm over your eyes to block out the sun.

"You'll always be a cutie to me, Y/N. Even in your crappy Walmart brand sleep shirts and barely there panties and messed up hair." she teases, standing up bedside the bed.

"Hey! Leave my Walmart shirts out of this! It's all I can afford, I don't make nearly half of what you do, Pep. You know that."

"You realize I am willing to buy you nicer things, right babes?"

"No! Charity is not allowed! You're lucky I let you pay the rent for this place."

"It's not charity baby. It's called a gift. My pretty baby deserves pretty things." she coos, pulling you out of the bed and planting light kisses to the crown of your head.

Peter Parker: "Morning babe. How'd you sleep?" you say, as Peter slides his arms around your waist and leans down slightly to rest his chin on your shoulder.

"Pretty good, caught a robber last night, that was fun. How about you? Was it a good night or a bad night?"

“Bad. Had a nightmare again. But it's okay, I got five hours, I'm all good." You say, like getting less than eight hours a night was normal and healthy.

"I thought I told you to call me if you had a nightmare and couldn't get back to sleep. Why didn't you?"

"Because Pete, you need your sleep, I can do without. It's fine, just drop it okay? We've got to get to homeroom." you say, sliding out of his grasp, shutting your locker.

"Babe! Don't be like that! You know I care about your health, mental and physical. At least tell me what the nightmare was about?"

"Alright, fine. I watched you and May die and I couldn't do anything about it. I cried for about half an hour while my coffee brewed. Once I had my coffee I was fine. I'll see you in Chemistry Pete." you say, kissing his cheek softly.

"Yep, see you in Chem." he says, returning the affection before you disappear into your homeroom.

Sam Wilson: As Sam comes home from his morning run he notices you on the couch, sleeping somewhat peacefully. "She must've gotten back from work while I was out." he mutters, heading past you to the bathroom for a shower. After his shower, he quickly changes and heads back out to the living room, expecting to find you still sleeping peacefully. What he wasn't expecting to find was you wide awake and panting. "Y/N? Are you okay?" he asks, sitting down on the couch arm, placing an apprehensive hand on your shoulder.

"Ahh!" You scream, before noticing who's in front of you. "Oh, sorry Sammy. I, uh, had a nightmare again. Don't worry about it, though. Sorry for screaming in your face." you say, cringing away from him slightly.

"Hey, it's okay. You have issues, we all do. Just relax, I'll go get you some water, okay?" he says softly, pressing a kiss to your forehead. He gets off of the arm and starts making his way towards the kitchen.

"Wait! Sammy!" you call after him.

"Yeah babe?" he asks, turning back to face you.

"Can you get me some of that juice I like instead, please?" you give him puppy eyes.

"Of course I can. Anything for you, babe."

Steve Rogers: Steve wakes up to his alarm going off, and notices you're not in the bed beside him. Confused, he glanced towards your ensuite bathroom. The light's off as well. "Oh shit. She probably had a nightmare again." He mutters, getting up out of bed. He grabs a shirt and throws it on before heading into the rest of the compound. He comes into the kitchen to see you sitting at the island, a cup of coffee in front of you.

"Morning Stevie. Sorry for leaving you, I couldn't go back to sleep. There's coffee in the pot if you want some." You say, smiling sheepishly at the super soldier.

“Morning princess, how's the hips?" He teases, kissing your head.

"A little sore, you left hand prints you know?" You say, taking a sip of your coffee. You wink at him, pulling up the side of your shirt to show him the edge of the bruise he left.

"Seriously, I did? Wow, I didn't mean to baby. Do you want to tell me what it was about?" He says, shocked.

"The usual. You and the team dead. Fury dead. But I'm fine. Don't worry about me, Stevie."

"Are you sure bubs? Normally you can get back to sleep. What was different this time?"

"Nothing Stevie. Remember I went to bed earlier than normal last night?"

"Oh right, forgot that. I fucked you so well you were too tired to stay up, even for aftercare. " He says getting a coffee mug out.

"Yeah. I need a shower, want to join me or are you gonna go on a run today?" You say, finishing your coffee off with one big gulp.

Steve looks at you, looks at the coffee mug in his hand before putting it back into the cupboard quickly. "Let's go, I can run tomorrow." He says grabbing you by your waist, swinging you over his shoulder with ease. You giggle as he carries you back down the hall.

Bucky Barnes: "Doll! Wake up!" Yells Bucky, aggressively shaking your shoulder. You were having a terrible nightmare. Kicking, screaming, hitting. With one final scream you shoot upright, breathing heavily. You clutch at your chest, feeling your heart race. "Y/N, it's alright. You're here with me, it's James. Breathe doll. Take a deep breath for me, hun. There, that's better. Just breathe doll, I'm not going anywhere. You're alright. You're never gonna have to face him again. I promise. We will protect you." He says, knowing that the reason for your nightmare was your abusive ex-fiancé.

"Bucky?"

"Yeah doll? I'm right here. F. R. I. D. A. Y. turn on the bedside lamp please. Hey, look at me doll. What wrong?"

"I just want you to know that I- I love you, Buck. I love you a lot."

"I love you too doll. Why don't you try to get some more sleep? I'll be right here, as always." You nod, laying back down, curling into your boyfriends side, clinging to his waist, pulling him to lay with you. "F.R.I.D.A.Y. turn the lamp back off." He mumbles, holding you to his side protectively.

Bruce Banner: You lay in your bed panting as your husband leaves the room to fetch you a glass of water. When he returns, he sets the glass on the bedside table and gently pulls you into a sitting position. "Y/N, breathe for me love. Take deep breaths, you had a real bad fright. You need to bring your heart rate down before you drink anything, otherwise you will likely choke. Y/N, look at me. He's in jail, you never have to worry about him again. I promise my love, you're safe from him now." says Bruce, rubbing your back and planting tender kisses on your forehead.

"Brucie, what if he gets out? What am I supposed to do if he gets out?" you say, eyes teary.

"He won't, he's in for life Y/N. And if on the off chance that he escapes, the team will take him out. We've got you, love."

Natasha Romanoff: "What is it, babe?" says your girlfriend over the phone, clearly having just woken up to answer your call. Even though you're only a few floors away from her, you had to call her, you couldn't convince your body to move.

"Nat, can- can you come to my r-room?" you sniffle, tears rolling down your cheeks. You hear the rustling of her bed sheets as she gets up.

"Yeah I can baby! What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare again, love?" she says, her bedroom door creaking shut in the background.

"Mhm, I can't move Natty. It's happening again! I can't move!" you cry, sobs shaking your entire body, despite you not being able to move your limbs. You can hear her bare feet run up the stairs of the compound, and try to calm yourself down, but the hysteria takes over you an the phone falls out of your hand onto the bed.

"Baby! Y/N, I'm coming sweetie! Listen to my voice Y/N. Listen to me, my lyubov. I need you to breathe for me. Y/N! You need to breathe for me!" She says, opening the stairwell door, practically sprinting down the hall to your bedroom. She quickly throws your door open, letting it bang against the wall, and rushes to your bedside. "Hey! Look at me baby! Look at me Y/N! Hey, hi. Yeah, breathe for me dorogoy. Good, yes! Just like, that my lyubov. Just relax everything for me. There you go my lyubov. Do you want to tell me about it?" She coos, stroking your hair away from your face.

"It was the Chitauri. You and the whole team dead. Loki on a throne, chaos." you whimper, leaning into your girlfriends hand.

"They're gone dekta. You don't need to worry about that. Loki is back on Asgard where he belongs." she comforts you, pressing a soft kiss to your temple.

Clint Barton: As you walk into your apartment you notice Clint's bow sitting on the couch and you can hear the tap running in the bathroom. You close the door and lean against it, waiting for him to emerge so you can throw yourself at him. When he finally does leave the bathroom you do just as you had planned and attack him in a hug but not before noticing the cuts, scrapes and healing bullet wounds on his bare upper body. "You're home!" you cry out, burying your face in his neck. You let your tears run, and practically bawl into his neck.

"Hey baby! Y/N? What's wrong, my love?" He asks, hugging you back. The sobs wrack through you body, leaving you shaking terribly in between the heaves. He gently shushes you as he carries you over to the couch. He pushes his bow to the floor with a clatter and sits down on the cushions, pulling you into his lap in order to comfort you. He rocks you back and forth gently as you continue to cry.

"You got shot at!? Again?!" you whimper, brushing light finger tips over the healing wounds. He nods, stroking your hair. "Oh god, it's all coming true. Oh shit. Clint, what if you die?! What am I supposed to tell our friends if you go out on a mission one day and don't return?" you ask, tears coming to your eyes once more.

"Y/N, don't be upset! Don't start crying again love! It's fine, I'm fine. Now, tell me, what's got you reacting like this?" he croons, rubbing your back and pressing butterfly kisses to your forehead.

"I had a nightmare, you had gone on a mission with Nat and Coulson and they returned but you didn't. They said you died in gunfire. I was so terrified when I woke up." you say, your body still shaking.

"I promise that won't happen any time soon. I have the next two weeks off. Let's just relax and cuddle for a bit, alright?"

"Okay, that sounds nice." you say, trying to continue to take deep breaths and slow the shaking to a minimal amount."

Wanda Maximoff: You slip from your bed and pad across the room towards the door. Trying to be quiet you open the door, intending to slip out into the hall and go sit in the main room until the others began to wake. Your plan fails quite quickly because as you open the door, the hinges creak surprisingly loud, waking your girlfriend. "Y/N? Why are you out of bed? Where are you going, kitten?" she asks, sitting up in the bed, cocking her head to the side confused.

"Was going to the main room Wands. Didn't mean to wake you, sorry." you mumble, ears drooping on top of your head. Your tail dips down to rest between your legs.

"Why were you goin' to the main room, kitten?" she asks, furrowing her eyebrows.

"I had a nightmare again." you whisper under your breath.

"Y/N, kitten, you need to speak up. I didn't hear a thing you just said." she coos.

"Had a nightmare Wands. Scared me and didn't wanna bother you." you admit, bowing your head, ashamed.

"Baby, if you have nightmare you wake me up! Come here my love. No need to be ashamed, everyone gets them. Come here, yes, come back to bed little one. You're safe here. Come cuddle with me, kitten." says Wanda softly. Abashedly you walk back over to the bed and climb in with her again. She gently grabs your waist and pulls you across the mattress so you're laying against her chest. She begins to hum an old Sokovian lullaby to you, while scratching behind your ears. Your feline instincts tell you to curl up in to her, to wrap your tail around her thigh. So you give in and do just that.

When she finishes the song, you're practically asleep. "Wanda?" you mumble into her chest.

"Yes kitten? Something wrong?" she asks, quietly.

"Nothin's wrong. Just wanted you to know I wuv you." you slur, nuzzling closer to her.

She chuckles quietly, continuing to rub at your ears. You purr unconsciously, enjoying the feeling of her nails on your scalp. "I love you too kitten. Go to sleep now honey." She whispers, kissing your temple.

Pietro Maximoff: "No. No, no no. No. He can't be! You promised me he would come back Stark! Same with you Steve. You promised me my boyfriend would come back alive and well!" you shout. Pietro looks over at you, noticing that you're asleep and having a nightmare. He quickly places his book on the floor and rushes over to you, crossing your small apartment bedroom in less than half a second.

"Draga, I'm here. I'm alive draga. Y/N, wake up! Wake up my dear!" he says, shaking your shoulders, trying to wake you. "Wake up, draga!" he shouts in your ear, shocking you awake. You bolt into a sitting position, crashing your forehead on your boyfriends.

"Ow. That hurt." you mutter, clutching your head in pain.

"Oh! I'm sorry draga! I'll go get you some ice! I'll be right back." he says, holding his forehead as well. He leans down and presses a kiss to your head before running out of the room and returning five seconds later with two ice packs in his hands.

"Thank you baby. I love you Pietro." you say, taking the cold pack he offers to you before reaching up with your free hand to pull him in for a sweet kiss. You feel him smile slightly into the kiss, causing you to smile as well.

Thor Odinson: As soon as you wake from the horrible dream, you get up from your bed and stride to your balcony. "Oh, lord." You mumble. Holding your chest, you look out at the sunrise over the royal gardens, and notice movement by the royal stables. Upon a closer look, you realize it is Lady Sif, prepping a horse for a ride.

"Darling? What are you doing out on the balcony this early in the morning? The sun's not even fully up yet.  Come back to bed, my queen." mumbles Thor, his eyes open to little slits, peering over at you from the bed.

"Sorry Thor, darling. I had a nightmare and needed some fresh air. I didn't mean to wake you, my love." you say quietly, crossing the room again.

"Oh, no. You didn't wake me. I just sensed your missing presence and woke up. A nightmare you say. What was it about?" he asks, worry evident on his face as you join him in bed again.

"I'll tell you about it later darling. Let's just go back to sleep. I am still tired and bet you are too." you say, sliding to snuggle against your fiance's chest.

"Alright. Sleep well my love. Sweet dreams. I love you."

"I love you too, Thor."

Loki Laufeyson: "Darling! Darling wake up!" yells your husband, shaking your shuddering from. You bolt upright, nearly bashing your forehead on his. Before you do, his hand blocks your foreheads from touching with a gentle hand. "Love, relax. Breathe. It's alright. I'm here. Just breathe my dear." he soothes, hands snaking around you and pulling your body to rest on top of his. He gently tucks your head into the conjunction between his neck and shoulder.

"Oh Norns." you mumble, struggling to even out your breaths.

"You're alright my dear. I'm here for you. I'm here." he says softly, hand rubbing your back. You wrap your arms around his neck and your fingers grip onto the hairs at the back of his neck. Your shaking shoulders gradually become still as your breath evens out. "Would you like to tell me why you were screaming in your sleep, my queen?" he asks quietly.

"I was having a nightmare, Loki." you mutter into his skin.

He rolls his eyes before speaking again."Yes, I understand that you were having a nightmare my love. Do you mind telling me what it was about?" he asks, sarcasm evident in his voice.

"I watched you die... By the hands of Thor." you whisper, tucking your face closer to his neck.

"Well, seeing as Thor could barely catch me when we were younger, I doubt he could catch me now. Let alone overpower me. You have nothing to worry about my love. Thor is too much of a people-pleaser to even think about killing me." he says, chuckling slightly.

"I'm tired. I'm going back to sleep. I love you, Loki." you mumble, letting your breathing even out.

"Alright my dear. I'll see you in the morning. I love you too, my queen." he says softly, pressing a kiss to your temple as you begin to drift back into unconsciousness.

Lady Sif: "My dear, what on Midguard are you doing awake so early?" asks your wife, coming into the armoury. She comes up beside you, and leans in to press a soft kiss to your cheek but you flinch away from her. "Y/N? What is wrong, my love?" She asks, concern on her face.

"Nothing Sif. I'm fine." you say, pulling your silver polish out of your tool belt, along with a shammy. You grab one of the swords off the wall and pour some polish onto your cloth and begin to rubs at a tarnished spot on the blade.

"No you're not. You flinched when I went to give you a kiss. Not once in the time we were courting and in our marriage have you ever flinched at my actions. So tell me, what is wrong?" she says, pulling the weapon in your hands away and placing it on the bench before moving to stand in front of you. She takes your hands in hers and looks down at you. "Y/N. Tell me what's wrong." she says as tears begin to gather in your eyes.

"I'm scared Sif. I'm terrified I'm going to lose you to battle. I need you. I- I just don't want to lose you to a mistake on the battle field." you whimper, sniffling slightly as you try to stop the tears that are beginning to flow.

"Oh Y/N. Come here my love. It's alright. I'm here. And when I'm not, I'm being careful on the battlefield. I promise you, I won't leave you in the way of death in battle. You're alright." says your wife, pulling you into her body. She hugs you close to her as you cry into her shoulder. When you finally manage to stop the tears and pull away from your wife, she stops you as you reach for the sword again. "You and I are both taking the day. One of the others will get to it. Leave it, love. Let's go back to our chambers and cuddle for a bit. Sound good?"

"But what about-?" she cuts you off with a peck of a kiss.

"No. Leave it. I'll have a kitchen maid bring us some food around lunch and again at dinner. Put the shammy away." she says, wrapping an arm around your waist and leading you out of the armoury. Hastily you stuff the shammy cloth back into the pouch where it came from. When you reach your quarters, Sif closes the door and begins to undress you. When she begins to unlace your corset, you let out a deep, relieved breath. You let her strip you down to your bra and underwear before pulling away from her slightly. "You're alright, my love. I wasn't going to strip you naked, I just want you to be comfortable. Why don't you go lay down while I undress?" she suggests, pulling you against her gently. She presses gentle kisses to the crown of your head and you return them on her collarbones. You eventually pull away and go lay on your shared king sized bed. You watch as your wife begins to undress herself in front of you. "Do you like what you see, my love?" she teases, pulling her under shirt off to reveal her toned abdominal muscles and her breasts.

"You know I do, Sif. Now come cuddle me." you flirt back before demanding her physical affection. She smiles and climbs into bed with you.

"I'm here, my love. Do want to tell me what your nightmare was fully about?" she asks letting you cuddle into her, wrapping her arms around your back.

"Just a large battle. You dying. Lots of blood. You were dying very slowly, bleeding out from a deep dagger wound to the abdomen. It was right about here." you say, shifting yourself back wards and moving your hand to rest on the lower left side of her abdomen. You blush slightly as you realize where your hand is.

"Darling are you blushing? Just from touching my bare midriff?" Sif asks, glancing down at your face. You nod shyly. "Darling we have been married for over a thousand years! Adorable you are!" she says, pulling you tighter against herself.

Dr. Strange: You bolt upright in your bed and see the Cloak of Levitation floating right beside you. "I'm fine, Levi. Do not tell Stephen that I am awake. It's nothing but a little night-terror. Nothing I haven't dealt with before." you say to the fabric, using a strict voice. You listen carefully and hear absolute silence. "Stephen must be downstairs. I should be safe to hop in the shower then." You slip out of bed, and shove your feet into your slippers. Walking to your bathroom, you manage to not cause a single floorboard to creak under your feet. The New York Sanctum is eerily quiet. As you begin to apply the conditioner to your hair, there is a knock on the door.

"Y/N? Are you alright?" asks Stephens voice from outside the bathroom.

"For fucks sake." you mutter, rinsing your hands off in the stream of water. "Yes Steve! I'm fine! Just woke up a little early!" you call to him, lying through your teeth.

"No you didn't. You never 'just wake up early' Y/N. Don't lie to me." he says, opening the door and stepping inside. You roll your eyes as he leans against the counter top. "Tell me the truth, hon. Why are you awake three and a half hours before you usually are?" he asks, raising his eyebrows at you. You turn towards him and glare through the fogged glass at him. "Glare all you like, sweetheart. I'm staying here until you answer my question." he says stubbornly.

"Stephen Vincent Strange. Get your ass out of the bathroom, right now. I had a nightmare. Nothing too bad but enough to wake me up. Now get out!" you say, rinsing the conditioner out of your hair.

"Alright. Alright. I love you." he calls as he leaves.

"I love you too, Steve." you smile at his retreating form before shutting the water off. You step out and wrap your torso in a towel before wiping your feet on the mat and returning to your bedroom. You close the door behind you and walk towards the walk in closet you share with your husband. grabbing some clothes you dry yourself off before dropping the towel to the floor. As you bend over to pull your underwear up your legs, you feel a large hand smack your ass and grab hold of it. "Steve. Now is not the time. The Avengers are visiting later this morning. We can't do this right now." you say, straightening up and pulling the thin cloth up your legs easily.

"Come on love. It won't take long, I promise." he says, groping your breast from behind, pressing his crotch to your ass.

"No Stephen. I love you, but we both know you can't keep it short. Later." you say, turning towards him and pressing a quick kiss to his cheek before drawing away from him to continue dressing.

Carol Danvers: When Carol opens the door to your apartment, it's nearly three in the morning so she is very surprised to see you on the couch, wide awake. "Y/N? What are you doing up, my love?" she asks, shutting the door softly and dropping her duffel onto the wooden floor.

"Carol! You're home!" you say, a smile breaking out on your face. You get up to go give her a hug and kiss but you fall back onto the couch. That's when Carol gets a text message from Fury.

"Check on Agent Y/L/N. She's been unsteady at work recently and been drinking a lot more coffee and energy drinks." it reads. She nods before glancing back at you.

"Y/N? What's wrong my love? Fury says you haven't been normal recently. No sweetie, don't try and get up, I'll come to you." she says, tucking he phone back into her pocket before crossing the room to sit with you. When she sits next to you, you almost immediately slump into her and begin to shake. "Hey, Y/N, look at me please. Look at me baby. Oh, babes, you look so tired. So tired. Why haven't you been sleeping?" she coos, stroking your cheek.

"Nightmares. Been having nightmares. Why am I shaking?! Why can't I stop shaking?! What's wrong with me?! Why can't I stop shaking Carol!?" you begin to panic, which makes your body shake harder.

"Baby, calm down. Take a deep breath for me. Take some deep breaths. Nick says your been drinking lots of coffee and energy drinks. How long has it been since you slept, baby? Do you know how long it's been?"

"Three days? Maybe four?" you say, still clearly panicking.

"Oh Y/N. You're not going in tomorrow. No, you’re staying here so I can take care of you. Let's go to bed, yeah?" she says, pressing light kisses to your forehead.

"No! No! I can't sleep! I'll have nightmares again!" you protest, but Carol's already picked you up into the cradle of her arms.

"You're fine baby. I'm here. I'll protect you. You're okay, my love." she says, kicking the bedroom door open with her foot. She easily carries you to the bed and gently sets you down. Quickly making work of your office button down, she tugs that off of your shoulders and arms. She then easily unbuckles your belt and undoes your pants. She pulls them off of your legs and tucks you into bed. Once you're snugly in place she undresses and grabs one of her night shirts to sleep in. Throwing that over her head, she joins you in the bed. "Come here baby. I've got you." she says, rubbing your back gently as you curl into her side.

~Time Skip~ *The Next Morning*

"Hey baby, good morning. How are you feeling my love?" says Carol as you roll onto your back and pry your eyes open a slit before throwing an arm over your face to block your eyes from the sunlight streaming in through the open blinds.

"I feel like shit. I don't remember the last three days. When did you get home?" you ask after clearing your throat and pulling yourself into a sitting position.

"I got home last night, about three a.m. You didn't sleep for nearly four days and drank a fuck ton of caffiene. Thats why you remember nothing. Your little brain can't handle that much stimulant, baby girl." says Carol, pinching your cheek softly.

You groan at the uncomfortable feeling. "Carol... Stop that!" you whine, rolling towards your girlfriend and burying your face in her chest. "Wait! What time is it?!" you ask, bringing your wrist up to your face and checking the time. "Shit! I'm so screwed!" you begin to panic, trying to throw the blankets off of your body.

"Baby, relax. You've got the day off, courtesy of Nick and yours truly. Lay back and snuggle into bed again, beautiful. I'm going to pop around to my place and collect your favourite flerkin. Love you, baby girl."

"Yay! Goosie! Love you too, and thanks babe."

"No problem Y/N. I'll be back in twenty minutes and I had better find you in bed still, missy."

"Alright, I'll follow the Captians orders, unless there's a punishment to be dealt if I don't obey."

"No punishment this time baby. You need to rest. Not get your brains fucked out of you." She winks at you before collecting her clothes from the night before and heading to the bathroom to get dressed. When she comes back out her hair is brushed through and styled. "See you in twenty minutes babes!" she calls, walking out of your apartment, locking the door behind her with her key.

T’challa : "Good morning Shuri!" you call as you enter her lab.

"Good morning! You're awake earlier than normal Y/N. How are you?" she asks, smiling at you.

You return the grin before answering. "I'm tired from last night if you catch my drift. But it also doesn't help that I had a nightmare either. Hence why I'm up so early today. I couldn't get back to sleep after about half an hour of laying in bed so I gave up."

"Oh? That sucks, good thing my brother is a deep sleeper then. He won't be pleased if he finds out you had a nightmare and didn't wake him up, you know."

"Yes I know Shuri. Please don't tell him."

"Don't worry sister, I won't say a word to him. Join me for breakfast? The kitchen made muffins!" she says, offering you an arm.

"I would love to! I really love him, you know?" You agree and playfully slip an arm through hers and let her lead you down the hall towards the dining area.

"Oh I know. I can tell just by the way you look at my brother that you love him. You don't need to admit that to me, you should really tell him though. Because he loves you as well. He truly does."

When the pair of you enter the dining hall, you see her and T'Challa's mother sitting at the table. "Come to eat again, have you Shuri?" she teases, kissing your cheek as you sit beside her.

"You can never have enough of the muffins! They're so good!" she defends herself, grabbing another muffin from the tray. You scrunch your nose at the pair of women in the room with you. When you finish eating breakfast, you and Shuri return to her lab, you assisting her with some of the typing she has to do. "How do you type so fast Y/N?!"

"Because she was an author for a news paper, back in California, sister. She did a lot of typing in a day." says your fiancee, entering the lab. "Good morning my love." he croons, kissing your cheek causing your face to flush red.

#carol danvers #wanda and pietro #clint #bucky imagine #tony stark #lady sif #sam wilson #x reader oneshot #one shot #pepper potts #peter parker #natasha romanoff #loki (marvel) #thor #steve rogers #stephen strange #tchalla #bruce banner #x reader headcanons

[k1ranishf4]

My Loki doesn’t look very Loki but that’s fine because I’m actually proud of how this turned out (click for better quality)

I need more Dashingfrost content in my life, so I’m just providing for myself lmaoo

#the ‘I see your time in the dungeons has made you no less graceful Loki’ scene lives rent free in my head #they definitely fucked at some point and Thor probably never found out about it #i’m a ‘Loki slept with half of Thor’s friends and Thor still doesn’t know’ truther #since Thor only had like four friends in Asgard the other half is Lady Sif and I’ll die on that hill #Loki ain’t bisexual for nothing #dashingfrost #fandroki #loki x fandral #fandral #fandral the dashing #loki #loki odinson #loki laufeyson #loki marvel #loki mcu #thor movies #thor #thor the dark world #thor ragnarok #marvel fanart #loki fanart #my fanart #fanart #my art #digital art #digital artist #artists on tumblr #artist #marvel fanfic writer #marvel fanfiction

[spidertick]

Lol been a bit obsessed with world building lately (and Loki-) so here,have some concepts/doodles of The Norse gods of Earth#072!

Since motivation has been down,I’m probably gonna focus on doodles/meme redraws then actual comics for a while.Just to have fun and give little hints and teasers to the actual story of what’s to come,if it’s ever touched on.Will takes any asks or suggestions for random art.(if it seems like something the 072 characters would or and or would happen.)

Loki and Mobius are married in the present timeline,And boy oh boy.It was a slooooooooooowwww buuuurrrrrrn hehehe.Please ask if you want more lore of them.That be great.

#marvel #original art #loki series #loki #loki x mobius #lokius #marvel loki #loki friggachild #loki friggason #norse mythology #norse gods #thor #lady sif #domestic fluff #I love them so much #ullr god of winter #thrùd goddess of thunder and lightning #magni god of strength #modi god of bravery #reuploaded #reblogged by myself- #Asgard072 #frost giant #jotunn #doodles #digital art #art

[itsthestutterforme]

“His Beloved” (Loki Oneshot)

Prompt: “Try not to die… again.”

Notes: GIF is not mine, credit to the owner, reader is black 💅🏾, all mistakes are my own

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The streets were eerily quiet despite how crowded they were from everyone walking home from the Queen’s funeral. You found yourself wandering into the pub because of it’s loud volume. At least that didn’t change. You saw Lady Sif sitting next to Thor on the balcony.

Thor spies you first and gave you a sad smile. You approached him and pulled him in for a tight hug while he was still seated. You cupped the back of his head and rubbed a few circles on his back. He relaxes under your touch, you felt your shoulder dampen from his tears. “I’m so sorry, Thor.”

Lady Sif closes the door to the balcony for privacy. The grip on your waist tightens, which was an indicator that it was okay to pull away. You pull away slowly and wiped away his tears with your thumb. You sat on the other side of him and linked your hands. “Does Loki know?” You asked him.

“No, I was going to tell him later today.” “I could tell him. You just worry about getting your head cleared.” “I’ve been thinking of a plan to lure the Dark Elves out. We need your help.” He explains. You looked to Lady Sif and she gave you a nod. “But I thought King Odin declared that we were in a temporary state of emergency?”

“He did. We reside outside the law on this endeavor,” Thor states. “I understand if you can’t help. You have your family to look out for.” “You and Loki are my family,” you rested your hand on his. “Thank you, Lady Y/N.” His lips twitched and he squeezed your hand.

“When is the briefing?” “My quarters at dawn,” you nodded, giving his hand a squeeze before standing from the chair. “Where are you going?” Lady Sif asks. “To visit Loki,” “Are you sure that’s a good idea?” “Its just a visit,” you grew annoyed by her advances. “I don’t know what you see in him, Y/N. He’s a trickster. He has no honor,”

“It’s not your job to understand who I fancy, Lady Sif. Good night,” you dismissed, rushing off the balcony and back into the street. “How many times is she going to allow him to hurt her?” Sif asks Thor. “She loves him. It’s not just something she can turn off.”

**

You went home to change into something more comfortable before entering the castle. “I need a moment with him,” you told the guard, Loki’s ears perked up at the sound of your voice. “I’m not sure that’s such a good idea, Lady Y/N,”

“He doesn’t know… He deserves to know.” You said softly. “Very well,” you stared at the guard for a moment. “Absolutely not,” he adds. “I’ll leave my weapons here,” “You are a weapon,”

“I’m no harm. I promise you.” “I can’t risk the lives of everyone on my post based on a promise,” you opened your mouth to object once again. “You will let her pass,” Thor’s voice booms behind you. “Your Grace,” the guard bows his head. “My apologies, Lady Y/N.”

“Don’t apologize for doing your job,” you gave him a smile. “Thank you, Your Grace.” You said to Thor. You walked passed the nearby guards and waited for them to open the gate.

“What drove you to grace me with your presence, Y/N?” He smiles at you playfully until he registers your sad expression. “What happened? Are you hurt?” You walked through the gate and they put it back up. Taking your hands into his, your gazed into his hazel green eyes.

It was nice to be held by him again. These passed six months have been difficult. The first month of his absence was the worst. The nightmares. The emptiness. You haven’t felt anything like it. You missed him.

“There’s something I need to tell you,” “What is it? You’re worrying me, darling.” “It’s your mother.. the Dark Elves planned an attack to get the Aether that has made Jane it’s host. Your mother gave her life to protect her.” He pulls away from your hands. “When was this?” A tear trails down his cheek and you felt compelled to wipe it away.

But you knew that he needed space and you respected that. “This morning. The funeral was this evening,” he runs a hand over his face as he turns away from you. You bowed you head for a moment. The thought of leaving him be crossed your mind.

He yells out and all the furniture in the cell flies against the gate. The guards. rush over to the cell and you held your hand up, signaling that were okay. “Loki,” you uttered when he falls to his knees. You heart broke when you rounded him and saw his tear stained cheeks.

He looks up at you as broken as the day he found out he was of Jotunheim lineage, desperate for intimacy and reassurance. You held the side of his face and more stray tears left his eyes. He rests his forehead against your stomach and your hands smoothed over his gelled hair.

“Did she suffer?” He croaked. “She was stabbed through the heart,” his grip on your thighs tightened. You knew exactly where he was going with this. “Let yourself grieve. Even if it is for a moment.” You said softly, continued to smooth your hand over his hair.

**

Today was the day. The day you would get thrown in jail for treason for helping Thor escape with Loki and Jane. You were posted with Volstagg outside of the elven ship. Volstagg shot you a look when he sees Thor with Jane and Loki on either side of him. “Just.. don’t kiss him.” He grumbles.

“I’m not going to kiss him,” you reassure him. Thor approaches held out his hand and you grasped his forearm. He leaned his forehead against yours. “Be careful,” you told him as he pulled away. Jane gave you a once, jealousy takes a hold of her until she saw the way you looked at Loki when he approached you.

“You shouldn’t be here. You’ll get tried for treason,” Loki scolds. “You needn’t worry about that. Come here,” you pulled him close by the back of his neck and he rests his head on your shoulder. Feeling his breath fan against the sensitive part of your neck. Volstagg converses with Thor while Jane watches the whole interaction.

From someone who’s done nothing but wreck havoc, she never would have thought he had a gentle side of him. “Try not to die..” “Again,” you added in unison. You pull away from each other and exchanged a smile. “Off you go,” Volstagg said to the group.

Thor grabbed Loki and made their way over to the ship. You turned your attention to the sound of metal scraping and men’s voice. “Loki!” You heard Thor call from behind you. Before you had time to register, you felt a large hand cup your chin.

Loki devours your lips for a few paces, nibbling at your bottom lip and massaging your tongue with his. He pecks your lips afterwards and left you dumbfounded.

Thor drags Loki away from you and throws him into the ship. “Couldn’t leave my beloved without a goodbye kiss, could I?” You heard his voice in your head. “Took you long enough. You come back here in one piece, you understand?” “As you wish, darling.” You smiled as his soft baritone soothes your nerves.

Volstagg nudges you off balance and you had to use your magic to stay upright. You sent him a glare. “You said you weren’t going to kiss him,” he scolds. “He kissed me,” “You didn’t exactly oppose, did you? Gods, I’m going to be sick.” “Let’s just get this over with,” you gesture to the ten to twelve men rushing towards you.

#thor dark world #loki imagine #loki x black!reader #thor odinson #volstagg #lady sif

[rosh-28]

My Aster🌠

(YANDERE THEMES,JEALOUSY,POSSESIVE,DARK THEMES,STOCKHOLM SYNDROME,VIOLENCE MENTIONED)

Chapter 1

"Your highness,king vanaheim has sent his reply regarding arrange marriage between prince thor and the youngest daughter of King vanaheim. May I read it to you, your majesty?" Asgard's royal messenger asked.

"You may proceed." king odin calmingly replied.

"Dear All father,

Thank you for sending a message regarding arrange marriage between prince thor and Princess Astrid but I have to cancel your request as my youngest daughter has a distaste about your son and I share her sentiment too. We have heard alot of rumours about prince thor and his arrogant behaviour he has in court and in the kingdom. If this rumours is true then I'm sorry but I have to decline your request. My daughter will not suffer a selfish, childish and cruel husband for the rest of her life. Again thank you for the offer as it is an honour getting it from you. let us discuss this matter privately in the next meeting."

Yours sincerely ,

King Fredren from vanaheim.

"Pff... honour my ass. Of course getting an offer from me is a huge deal! I'm the king of asgard and the protector of the nine realms!!!" Odin shouted throwing his gurnir down.

"Why can't anybody accept my offer? Thor doesn't even mind arrange marriages as long he has a good wife to satisfy him. I never hear any complaints or disagreements from him and most of all he's too excited to get married and settle down with a family. my son is a god of thunder for norns sake! He has a good reputation with his people. Those rumours are fake about my son. Those ungrateful snob women are no match for my son." Odin ranted angrily.

"You know that's not true husband." Frigga said who was standing next to him.

"What do you mean? Of course he has qualities of a king and I'm sure he will be a good husband and a father too."

"I think you are the only one who's deaf about the rumours in this kingdom. Let's see, our son is ignorant in politics and in education, he uses his fists more than his brain, won't listen to his tutors during lessons but instead flirting with the ladies,goes to tavern to cut classes with his bad Influenced so called warrior friends , embarrases himself during feast in front of the ambassadors and the council,never attends to the council meetings, the problems gets worse every time he goes to the village to solve them and most importantly causing chaos with other realms so it's an excuse to start a war when others are trying to find a way to end it and now the whole nine realm only thinks that thor's a barbarian warrior , not a good king. He has alot to learn from his mistakes my love. Giving thor the throne soon is not a good idea. Plus making him marry someone at this moment only going to make it worse. His wife will suffer the consequences that he's going through." Frigga said finishing her speech.

Odin was quietly thinking about his wife's point which was very true. He made a mistake by spoiling thor rotten and letting him get away with anything when he was supposed to punish him for every mistakes he caused.

"What do you propose I should do Frigga?"

"I know you should step down the throne as your odinsleep might come anytime soon. But giving thor the throne will bring such a disaster and all nine realms in chaos."

"Balder is too soft to be king, bragi will only think about protecting asgard but nothing else, tyr's like thor but worse than I thought."

"Which brings only to one person. Loki." Frigga said.

"And my answer is no!" Odin slammed his hand down.

"He has everything that a king should have. He's the reason why we don't have chaos in the council meetings. His intelligence and good problem solving is what we need to bring across the nine realms and asgard too."

"Loki is good with intelligence but his battle skills are horrible and he uses magic for battle which no other members in court supports to it. Nobody would want a man using women skills on the throne. He's sensitive like balder and a coward too!"

Loki who was hiding behind the pillar started to have tears in his eyes. He quickly ran away quietly sobbing to his hand.

#yandere loki #dark thor #Yandere bragi #captain marvel #Yandere thor x captain marvel #caroldanvers #Warriors three #lady sif #loki #thor #asgard #yandere loki x captain marvel #Yandere thor

[sundance201]

@mischiefandmistletoe stories were just released and I’m super obsessed with my gift. It’s the sweetest.

Can’t wait to read the other gifts!

#sifki #loki x sif #mischief and mistletoe #my lady sif #Loki is a little shit #he’s actually very sweet in this story but that’s just my tag for him #fanfic #fic rec

[ladylovesloki]

Imposter Prince: Ch 7

Pairings: Loki X Reader

Warnings: Language, major character injury, character death, fluff

Summary: Does the Imposter Prince succeed?

One more chapter after this one! The story is almost over and I really hope you all enjoy how it ends. Thank you for reading! Forgive me if I forget to tag someone💚

You keep pulling at the ropes above your head, knowing it’s no use but you needed to try something.You just keep pulling no matter how much pain you’re in. Loki is looking weaker by the minute, you needed to get him out of here and get him help. You look over at him and see his eyes closed.

“Hey! HEY! Wake up!” You yell.

He cracks his eyes open and looks over at you. “Stay awake Loki.” He looks so weak, so tired but you needed him to hold on.

“Can I tell you what I learned in the library today?”, you ask him trying to do anything to keep him conscious. Hoping the subject will remind him of their times together in the library when he would be the one to teach her things that he learned that day.

He nods his head, a little life coming to his eyes.

You smile, “I found a book about soul bonds between soulmates, have you heard of it?”

He nods.

“Did you know the whole time? Did you know we were soulmates?”

He nods again, this time he closes his eyes and tears cascade down his face. He opens his eyes and looks at you.

“We’re so going to talk about all of this when we are out of here, you hear me? Don’t think you’re going to get out of it because you’re all hurt and stuff.” You smile at him trying to lighten the mood.

There was a small spark in his eyes, the mischievous spark that made you fall in love with him. 

In that moment you decide you need to tell him how you feel. This might be the only chance you have. So you look at him and take a deep breath.

“Hey. I love you you know.” You whisper sadly, but loud enough for him to hear.

His eyes widen slightly and then he blinks at you. 

You look up at your hands and say under your breath, “come on Sif, I’m counting on you.”

Meanwhile….

Sif, Thor, Fandral, Hogun and Volstagg are all sitting in Thor’s sitting room coming up with a plan.

“I strongly believe that the imposter is hiding something in the dungeons. Y/n saw him walking in there before she came to see us in the training grounds.” Sif begins brainstorming out loud.

Thor chimes in, “I hope the guards find Liv soon, I believe she is the key to finding them.”

At that moment Frigga walks through the door looking solemn, “the guards have found Liv, she’s dead.”

The room is completely silent. “What now?”, Sif asks dejectedly. She knew how much Liv’a friendship meant to you.

“Now we focus on detaining the imposter by any means necessary. We need him alive to find y/n and Loki” Thor responds.

“I have already alerted Odin to the situation, we have a plan for the council. We feel it is best to detain the imposter while he believes he is still trusted by Odin and his high council. We are not including the Alfheim delegation as we do not know their level of involvement if any. Myself along with Sigrun will disarm him with our seidr and Odin will use gungnir to detain him.” Frigga explained.

“Thor and Sif, go to the dungeons with the warriors three, if you believe he has something hidden there, I trust your judgment. Find my son and his lady.” Frigga delegates everyone’s tasks.

“Shouldn’t I be in the council room with you mother?” Thor asks concerned for his mothers safety.

“No Thor, if the imposter sees you in the council’s war room it might give away that we have discovered his plot. You have not joined a single meeting with the elves, it would be odd to start now.” He nods agreeing with his mother’s assessment.

“Alright, everyone know their assigned tasks?” Frigga asks

They all nod. “Alright, we must hurry.”

~~~Elladan’s POV~~~

Everything is going according to plan. I was hoping the girl would be a little easier to handle but Midgardians are unpredictable at best.

Making my way to the council meeting I can’t help but feel relief. It’s almost over, no more disguises, I get to be my true self. I will rule the nine, I will be a king for the ages, I will…..

What in the Hel is Frigga doing at a council meeting?

~~~Third person POV~~~

The imposter prince is surprised, thrown off his game as he looks around at the council members.

“What is this?” Elladan asks

“The end of your scheme Imposter.” Odin declares.

“HAHAHAHAHA, What is the meaning of this old man? Have you finally lost what little sanity you had left? Imposter am I?” Prince Elladan does a slow spin, still hiding behind his illusion of Prince Loki. “Last I checked when I looked in the mirror this morning, I am your son, Prince Loki.”

“No, you’re not.” Odin’s hand tighten around gungnir.

Elladan gets in to a fighting stance but before he can make a move his body freezes. He can’t move an inch, in his peripheral vision he sees Frigga on one side and Sigrun, a powerful sorceress in her own right, on the other forcing their seidr in to him. He can feel the illusion start to slip, the spell losing its strength against the two powerful sorceresses. And then a golden light shoots from gungnir and the illusion completely falls revealing his true self. The council and the delegation from Alfheim all stare in horror and confusion.

One of the Alfheim delegates shoots up from his seat, “My prince! What in Valhalla were you thinking? Do you wish to start a war with the realm eternal?!” 

“I wanted to FREE us from Odin’s tyranny! How long have the light elves lived under Asgard’s rule?! Not even having the power to make our own choices, it’s always what Odin feels is right!

What about Alfheim?! It’s time for the elves to stand up and take what’s ours, the house of Odin has ruled long enough!” Elladan goes on his tirade, hoping he could get some like minds from his delegation to back him.

“No My Prince, and when the King, your father, finds out you were here conspiring against the throne…” he trails off. “I fear what your father has in store for you when we arrive home…”

“Home? Prince Elladan will not be going home. He is being accused of impersonating a member of the royal family, kidnapping and murder to name a few charges. No my friend, the Prince will remain here and go through trial and if found guilty we will take our relationship with Alfheim in to account when issuing out the appropriate sentence. But for now Prince Elladan will be taken to a cell to await his trial.” Odin declares but before the prisoner can be taken away Frigga stops them.

“Where is my son?”

 Elladan smiles, refusing to answer the Queen’s question. 

Frigga stares in his cold blue eyes and says, “take him away”. The guards shove him out of the room.

Frigga prays that Sif was right about the dungeons, it doesn’t seem the imposter prince was willing to give away the location of y/n and Loki. 

~~~Readers POV~~~

You hear the sound of running feet, you start frantically looking around. You look over at Loki and he is unconscious again.

“Hey!! Help!! Down here!! Help us!!” You scream, hoping that whoever is running around in the dungeons can hear you scream. You’re not sure but you can imagine you and Loki are DEEP within the dungeons. Judging by the look of the cells around you no one has been in this part of the dungeon in quite some time. 

The foot steps are getting louder, your heart pounding along with every beat beat beat of their feet. You feel a moment of panic, what if it’s elves overrunning Asgard?

But then you see a beautiful sight. Sif and Thor barreling through the cells, followed by the Warriors Three. Sif sees you first.

“Y/N! Thank the Gods! Open the cell” She orders, Hogun runs to the control panel to shut down the golden shield keeping them out of the cell.

“Loki!” Thor runs over to his brother as Sif runs to you as soon as the shield is disabled. 

“Sif, Loki is gravely injured, we must get help!” Thor yells out, sounding close to tears.

Sif cuts your bindings and places you down on your feet, your knees immediately buckle due to the pain from your ankle. “I think it’s broken”, you say to Sif.

“I have her”, Fandral comes over and picks you up bridal style. You all move as fast as you can to the healers. Everyone looking at Loki with horror and worry in their eyes.

You all make it to the healers within record time, Frigga and Odin are already there waiting.

“Loki!” Frigga exclaims. “Oh my son”, she begins to cry. Odin moves to hold and comfort her, he didn’t want his wife to see her beloved son in such a condition.

Loki was rushed to one side of the healing wing with Eir and a handful of other healers while you were sat on a bed on the other side of the room. A healer activates the soul forge and it shows the injuries to your ankle and wrists.

The healer gets your attention, “both of your wrists are broken and your left ankle is broken as well. With rest and proper bindings they should all heal in a few weeks.” Wonderful.

At the moment all you could think about was Loki. You needed him to pull through, you don’t know what you would do if he didn’t.

To be continued….

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[pascaloverx]

THOR MASTERLIST

© credits for the owners of the pictures used. they don't belong to me. credit is not mine for the pictures.

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CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE (+18)

CHAPTER SIX (+18)

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT (18+)

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[alyceinwonderland777]

What if...everything went well? 💜

#Loki #Loki Laufeyson #Sif #Lady Sif #Sifki #loki x sif #Tom Hiddleston #Jaimie Alexander #marvel #mcu #au #alternate universe #what if

[itshaejinju]

Marvel Mafia Headcanons

The Asgardian Mob

Boss - Odin “All Father” Borson

Consigliere - Thor “God of Thunder” Odinson

Underboss - Loki “God of Mischief” Laufeyson

Caporegime - Heimdall

Caporegime - Valkyrie

Caporegime - Sif

Each Caporegime (Captain) has a Soldato (Soldier) under them who manages a score of associates a piece.

The main means of business is money laundering, horse racing and distribution of Asguardian mead in the local speak easy.

Odin has been the Don for a long time his group has been on top for a very long time. He’s been in bloody and gruesome battles keeping a firm grip on his territory. His two sons one biological, Thor and adopted Loki from a now defunct(supposedly) mafia family the Frost Giants, in his attempts to take claim over their territory.

Thor the Consigliere aka the right hand man the invisible fist that crushes. Thor might not as traditional in the role with his hammer and power of lighting. But none disputes that he is meant to dole out justice for the family and taking care of the tasks beset on him to bring good fortune to the family. Heavy sits the position on his shoulders knowing that one day he will take over his fathers mantle at the head of the table but he knows he will do fine with his brother taking up his old position.

Loki as an underboss does the most versatile work of all of them. He manages all the daily work and does the dirty things no one wants to do. He spends a lot of time at the speak easy establishments that are in their territory hearing secrets and spreading mischief for the sake of it. He wants to be the Don Boss he wants the brass ring he is if anything a patient man. Loki is very skilled at his job always one step above the rest. He meets Y/N at the speak easy “Slow Pour” where this unassuming Midgardian witch works as a lounge singer who bewitches his very soul.

Heimdall is the top decorated captain he is the elite team. He sees all and keeps the brunt of the injuries to a minimum. He manages the horse race racketeering and miscellaneous betting business adventures.

Valkyrie can be a hot head but she manages to pull off the riskiest missions and brings home the best stories. She manages all of the imported mead and self proclaimed head of quality control.

Sif is the most sensible in her operations, the money laundering run at several traveling food vendors. The food carts vary so much that it is hard to track and the food sells so well the money washes out quickly. Not once has her vendors be suspected of any wrong doing by the cops.

|| Part 2 The Avenger Mob Family ||

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[girlfromasgardsblog]

Revels

Asgard

Your girl from Asgard is currently at the revels hosted on the celebration of the Summer Solstice (Sonnenwende). I can see Sif waiting for the Prince and heir to Asgard, Thor Odinson, to ask her for a dance but he enjoys the revels from his seat, looking at his people and breathing the scent of festivities.

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[loveloki555]

Logyn and Thunderwar

#mcu sigyn #justice for sigyn #lady sigyn #sigyn marvel #logyn #loki x sigyn #loki #loki odinson #loki of asgard #lady sif #thor x sif

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Poke Pt 12 - Weak Knees & Sweet Dreams

@devilishminx328​. @theincaprincess​, @lilith15000​, @jesevans​, @jiminapickle  

Poke Masterlist

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Long before the sun would rise in a chair at the lounge for the flight to Sweden you sat hunched slightly onto Eddie’s arm that hung over the armrest between you. A couple days early you would stop in and check on the research center to drop off the new machines inside your spare suitcase to help move the next wave of patients along.

Packed to the brim were binders of reports of how the study had been going, scanned by bees sent over through the internet to keep on top of progress, with more binders to be filled soon. More patients were coming and now with Stark’s donation there was more room to assist in travel fees for them to enable it.

For now you dozed off and tried to not dream of the gardens ahead you could check up on both at the grave and inside the memorial garden where your home once stood. Eddie would get you up on time to leave the private lounge to claim the first class seats the airline upgraded you to upon notice of your name.

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Bright and sunny however when you landed even still when the sun was meant to be setting the sky was bright as ever, the positioning of these lands to have little night time this time of year. Idun and Epli were there to pick you both up and let you stay at their place. Flashes of press however came with the slew of questions about the event to come which some were calling your makeshift debut amongst the elite, as you had missed the chance to celebrate your arrival to adulthood here in Scandinavia.

Partly the day was about you, but for the most part about what you had brought back to life. A living relic who again appeared overtop your head outside the airport in dragon form. Here to keep you company to the other side of this press happy trip. Eldfalls himself could feel how special this trip was, even knowing it was in honor of him and his former pilot, the air carried the weight of this. A day of something older to be remembered by all in the three lands prized by Asgardians as still loyal to their faith, even in some small matter of history alone, a day of honoring a lost King and all that he meant to the ancestors of these lands. Everyone wanted this event to go well, and right into his arms you flinched at a sudden familiar light of another kind.

Wide eyed just a moment you stood peering around Eddie’s protective wall he formed in front of you to the Princes who landed thanks to Mjolner, in a burst of light right behind the car. Flashes again erupted and the duo were glad to invite themselves along to see your parents’ research center.

The research itself would be barred from their interference, but the numerous Beserkers here had confided enough to prove the work was advanced so much so they had to take part and protect it when your parents had been alive. The etchings mounted on the wall however had the both of them freeze and pay silent respects to the lost parents of their new friend.

They could only approve of the work being done and the efforts behind it, even with their limited medical knowledge common to that of what Asgard had to offer compared to Midgard. Spare rooms were offered to them, and the next day more was to be shown to the pair eager to know just why you arrived here early ahead of the event in Norway. Breakfast, with mention of a tour of your hometown left a bittersweet taste in their mouths as soon as the notion was offered. And after a morning stop they got to see where you were raised for a time.

The post lunch tour of your hometown, namely the memorial garden you lovingly traced fingertips across flower petals and leaves between lazily flapping insects helping to pollinate them just about had the duo in tears. For what this meant, beneath where the floor of your former home rested they followed the pathway eyeing flowers they believed to have been lost to these times. Subtle hints of tear stains down your cheeks were caught by the duo who listened to plans to travel ahead to Norway that evening.

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Thengel right from the airstrip picked you and Eddie up, the Princes having been rounded up to be given a grand tour of the city while you settled into Thengel’s rental for the stay. Stars would be the theme and reluctantly the brothers alongside Thor’s friends who had arrived from Asgard and Vanir to be present for this would be pulled into the beginnings of the boisterous Norse Pagan themed ceremony networks would be broadcasting up to the big ship unveiling after the fundraising dinner.

Around the back of your head braided flower like buns rested atop a long strip of plaited curls your bees made certain to help you fix your hair while Thengel helped you to hide the comb ends of your tiara you painstakingly made certain was on straight.

The tiara was mainly made of rows of circular diamonds in a gentle slope. The lowest half a carat with two carat stones above that, then three one carat layers followed by another layer of three carat stones. An arched solid layer of one carat square diamonds sit under crescent arm shaped arches angled upwards coated in square three quarter carat diamonds that reach up to points supporting nineteen four carat diamonds to top it off.

That was paired with the diamond and yellow diamond teardrop earrings gifted to you by Johnny. And the necklace you made. A choker around the base of your neck in a woven Asgardian metal base. There grape sized teardrop yellow diamonds formed hearts, spaced enough to fit leaf shaped clear diamonds that met in the front, for a strand of teardrop clear diamonds growing in size to end the strand. With a yellow diamond to put the Tiffany diamond to shame to rest just shy of your cleavage.

Yellow and white to go with the dress you had found for this. Somewhere between a wedding gown and a prom dress the brilliantly white layered tulle floor length dress was strapless, had a deep plunging neckline and cinched waist. Topped with shimmering beaded and rhinestones five pointed stars all over it in varying sizes.

“Oh now that’s just not fair,” Eddie said turning your head from the mirror. “Going after the Prince’s knee caps like that.”

“What?” you squeaked making Thengel smirk to himself.

“I see what you’re going for, ‘just had this lying around’, nice move, certainly shooting your shot. I approve, he’s not gonna feel his knees down tonight.”

“We are unveiling a sail tonight, that is all, no knee capping involved.” You said with a blush only hindered by Eldfalls turning your head to blow a puff of colorful smoke across your face you blinked through and looked back to the mirror to see a band of shimmering silver around your eyes outlined by runes in Old Asgardian. “Oh that’s pretty, thank you,” you said and felt his head nuzzle into the side of yours to murmured sentiments in his old tongue.

“Poor Prince,” Eddie teased making you roll your eyes, “Never gonna know what hit him.”

Thengel broke his comments with his hands rested on your shoulders to smile at you proudly, “You will be magnificent. I know Sigyn is smiling on this moment and Magnus is weeping with pride. Let us go and get you to the event.” He said and you nodded, just barely remembering to grab the bag Loki had gifted you and your glittering heeled platform boots tied off with newly replaced bows as the old ones that came with the rough bottom soled pair had worn thin on both pairs. Inside the car they both were tied on then hidden away underneath layers of the poofy skirt for you three to look around and see the celebration going on in the streets.

All throughout Norway the festivities were carrying on it seemed with only a lull of silence when Eldfalls came to hover his way out of the car parked outside the museum. Though the silence seemed to be for you caused by the uproar of the crowd around the car you stepped out of to be seen beside the standing dragon, noise canceling out others until music came to focus and in a turn the raven haired Prince caught a world stopping smile spread across your face.

Radiant and glittering in the evening sunlight and flashbulb sea a face adorned with symbols marking of other lands he knew so warmly as home turned to steal a glance his way. Hard and fast a hand on his back had the dark haired Prince flinch to catch himself from collapse and heaved a deep sigh to the sight of Volstagg who paid compliment to the young Shieldmaiden bearing pilot markings of such a craft. He barely looked away a moment and seemed to have missed the good distance from the curb to the front hall your group just entered. Low and respectful to the Royal Families here you curtsied and were greeted fondly and promptly shown to other guests while Eddie to Thengel whispered in smirk laced notice of the continued tries to steal glances your way from not just the Princes but their own guests the crowds had taken so warmly to.

“And where, might I ask, did you find that?” Lady Sif’s voice turned your head to the gown glad warrior of legends who nodded her head to the blue woven metal bangle topped by aged silver pearls of Lagertha’s around your wrist. “Our people have only seen that piece in portraits and tapestries. The famed Lagertha bore it.”

The Warriors three eased over same as Loki and Thor, who all looked at the piece of history around your captured wrist she held aloft. “Birthday gift. Good friend knows a demon who claimed to have stolen it from her burial site. My Beserker friends said I could see if it would burn me or not and I haven’t heard from Yggdrasil if she wanted me to bury it somewhere for her.”

Sif stated, “Lagertha is rumored to have returned to this realm. Should she desire it the location will be well displayed for her to send word for its return.” Releasing your wrist she said, “And one so linked to an ally of her former life I myself would be comforted by the care you have taken of it, were it mine to retrieve.”

Volstagg in a wave of his hand, “Were you on Asgard a fine feast would be fashioned for this occasion days in advance, though for mortals a day of feasting would suffice, as they do not withstand as we do.”

Fandral asked, “Will there be no dancing? Those on the streets are quite festive compared to those inside, even our King and Queen relax in times of feasting.”

With a giggle laced smile that had the raven haired Prince’s brow twitch you answered, “Not much relaxation amongst the populace for monarchs nowadays. More poised and focused on image or they will imagine to be settled at being frivolous and far too carefree to be trusted in matters of state.” Exclamations of irritation at the notion had the group offer argument to the contrary for the few minutes until everyone was called to their tables to hear the opening speeches. Mainly on the discovery of Eldfalls and his recorded journey, that bled into a stroll out to the back courtyards and pathways that fed to the party filled pathways to the boat filled river.

No one had filled the decks yet and before lanterns would be lit a round of dancing and old songs kicked off. Fully led by the Vanir and Beserkers proudly filling out the crowds, one of whom boldly made certain to pull you along to join in on the group dances. In the midst of the third dance again your wrist was claimed. “Pardon me, tradition, you must down a horn of strong brew to toast the final bars,” Thor murmured by your ear, helping you to take proper hold of the horn to not spill.

He stepped away as you peered inside the empty white gold horn. Yet Loki’s voice next to your other ear signaled his sudden arrival from the crowds with a colored glass bottle he pulled the stopper from the top of it. “Wine from Mother’s finest vineyard.”

For a picture perfect moment his filling the horn identical to the one of his own you peered up at him to ask, “You did not bring me some of Frigg’s wine.”

Widely he smiled and poured his own supply, “If you say so,” then tapped the top of his own horn to yours, vanishing the bottle to start singing with the crowds again to finish the song, for which a careful hand on your side lured you back to the paired twirling steps Thor had first pulled you from. Hands of those who knew and people who caught on were filled with glasses and horns of their own for the joint toast at the end. And the Prince could only laugh at the soft gasp you let out when he took your empty horn to throw away with his own so he could have full use of your hands to help guide you through the next dance.

Giggles and a warmth throughout your body seemed to permeate the mood to the seep of the stronger brew throughout your veins even Eddie teetered a bit to for a few moments. Though in the care of the Princes and Warriors Three none could catch a moment aside from glee out of you or the happily circling dragon above humming along to the familiar song.

Fires soon were lit and the next step of the evening was to be carried out. Drums timed the fill of the boats to deep Norse songs that marked the walk Eddie led you down to the docks. To his marked turn Eldfalls shifted back to his boat form enabling Eddie’s hop onto the outer wall so he could lift you inside onto the deck. Even in the dress and heels the stroll to the rudder control was smooth as ever.

Loud and clear the music and voices filled the air as he sailed away from the shore carried on, until to a timed joint push of levers the mysterious sail burst forth ushering on a moment of stunned silence before the noise erupted again. The Web of Wyrd right in the center of diamonds filled with either acorns or oak leaves in woven rings, each corner of the diamonds met with compass stars, a design far from expected but no less perfect for how you seemed destined too have found and restored it to its former glory.

Long into the night the celebration continued raising a boat load of funds for future restoration and preservation jobs and by morning the Princes were called back to New York reluctantly. Meanwhile Eddie and Thengel, now out of their tuxes went with you to check on your parents grave now their own private garden oasis. One you had to sit down to not pass out remembering how it compared to the one you planted them as a child you hoped they could see and enjoy.

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A couple more days were taken to stop in at the research center as the news came out loud and clear, Reed Richards and Susan Storm had eloped and now that plus one invitation was useless. Though the world did get some gossip when Johnny showed up with two plane tickets and took you to Japan for a day trip to the same spa you went to with Clint, then took you home to land a few hours after Eddie had from his own flight. He had to get to a story, and picking up the set late shift at the book shop, an escape was tried from the online buzz about your trips with certain men on your possible courtship list.

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“What do you think people would do with the buildings? That is if the cube let go of them?” MJ asked.

“Something stupid, most likely, remodel them and turn them into shops or clubhouses for really exclusive clubs and such.”

“Can I ask what you think about Peter?”

Near to alone on the street your hand reached out to steady her in place when the tour group on the property two lots over got blasted onto their backs by a sudden gust of wind. Out of nowhere two aliens, one a hooded goblin of sorts beside a horned woman, both in full body armor, just arrived on the street. Armed with staffs varying to their own likings, one like a scythe in gold and the other multi pronged on one end and sharp on the other glowing in a bright blue light, the yet to be named Corvus Glaive and Proxima Midnight came here with one goal, the Tesseract.

Just a few feet away from you Corvus hurried a broad lunge forward to grab you by the back of the neck. His wife, as he lifted you off the ground a few feet, spoke firmly, “Efforts to stop us are futile,” before she could even finish her sentence MJ’s jaw dropped to the sight of your eyes rolling back and slump of your body in the female warrior’s husband’s grip. “Pathetic,” she quipped.

Only to watch as he readied to drop you the backwards twist of your leg to grip and wrap around the arm that had hold of you. A move covering the draw of two daggers from your thighs. One to stab him in the chest and the other to stab him straight up through the underside of his jaw into his skull, just a simple twist of the blade and he was confirmed dead and his staff free to grab when you let him collapse.

Though you wouldn’t need it at the hurl of the second spear you jumped a step to grab from hitting MJ, one spin mid air at her side and hard as you could the glowing weapon was hurled right back at her own neck with his to follow in her chest.

Trapped in a beam of light the press of a hidden control snatched the both of them mid collapse and the Tesseract while you readied your wide eyed self to take the glowing blast she shot at you from her raised fist.

Blue mist in a final action of the cube, before it was stolen away to Thanos’ possession alongside two more of his murdered children, zapped you and MJ out of the way. Far out of the way of the blast that melted a rather ugly statue that had been argued over being replaced for years now on the corner behind where you once were. SHIELD agents in casual clothes called in the event, and when they checked that the property still was under protection of a barrier they still couldn’t cross.

“Ow,” you muttered to her “oof,” and puffs of air to get the dust and dirt you had collapsed into out in the middle of a vast dessert on the cusp of sunset.

“Are we dead?” She asked as she found her knees and you let out a cough to the feel of your throat muscles repairing from the air constricting squeeze it had gotten a few moments prior.

“No,” up onto your butt you rose to dig out of your bag, mentally tapping your hive that placed where you had been sent, your eyes had fallen upon your phone, “We’re in Arizona.”

“Where?!” she asked shrilly.

“Arizona,” you repeated and huffed readying your wedge boots to stand in the shifting brittle dirt beneath you as the skin under where your shorts cut off felt rough from sand sticking to them.

“No I heard you,” she said popping up to her feet to look around. “But why are we in Arizona?!”

“You know, every time I get zapped off somewhere it’s usually for some obscure reason I won’t know till later. For now, at least it’s just Arizona and not another continent. Your family at home?”

“No, Abuela had a trip planned they went with her to visit her sister. Let me stay home, they find out I went to Arizona without permission though, I am never hearing the end of this.”

“Well,” you said with a sigh of your own looking around, “I’ll make a call, get you home before morning. Road’s that way.” You said pointing to the distance parting her lips.

“We’re gonna hitch a ride?”

“No,” you said and showed her the car on a key ring Wakanda had sent Misique narrowing her brows and eyes your way. “Misique asked me to watch her car for a bit.”

Taking her first step when you did, “Really? What’s she up to?”

“Checking some anomalies for one, there’s been blips of energy all over the globe this week and I guess it was a warm up signal for those two to pop down. Won’t mind if we put some miles on the car.”

Out of her pocket she pulled her phone, “I don’t have a signal, do you?”

“Ya,” you said scrolling through your contacts to find Bucky who picked up on the second ring.

“Pluto, something wrong?”

“MJ and I are in Arizona.” You said and his brows instantly shot up.

“I’m sorry, you’re where?” he said getting up from the couch at the Tower, completely ignoring the movie as he went to the lab where Nat was talking with Bruce after Tony and Rhodey had flown off to check the sudden spike in energy in the other side of town.

“Arizona, not far from the Grand Canyon actually according to the road signs. Two aliens popped out of the sky and the cube zapped us both out here for some reason.”

Inside the doorway he told Nat, “I need the jet two aliens popped up and the cube zapped Pluto and her friend to Arizona.”

Bruce muttered, “Wow that kid’s got bad luck.”

Nat said, “We can’t just use the jet, it has to be authorized first.”

Bucky nodded and said, “I’ll talk Prince Sparky then, he’s got a line to that Heimdall guy who likes her.”

Nat muttered as she followed the Super Soldier who turned to stalk off in search of the blonde Prince, “That is an even worse plan.” In the hall she said, “I’ll call Fury, give me a minute.”

Bucky turned and shifted the phone in his hand, “Keep you posted on a ride home, hang tight, little duck.” Hanging up he pocketed his phone as Nat pulled out her own.

On the road after you added your phone to your bag the empty blacktop granted ample room for the car to be tossed and expand dropping her jaw again at the sports car. Around the hood you walked and said, “From what I remember there’s a nice place in a hotel nearby.” Like you did she brushed what dirt and sand you could off before you both climbed inside. Onto the backseat you set the bag in your hand and switched the car on to the distant sight of headlights in the rear view mirror. “Have you been to the Grand Canyon before?”

“As a kid. Pretty big. Have seen good images from stars over then at night, could be interesting.”

“So what context were you wondering about my thoughts on Peter?” you asked shifting gears to get going towards where your bees were guiding you to the eatery ahead.

“He’s a great guy, right?”

“Well he’s certainly not a threat to puppies.” You said making her chuckle.

“Would you date him, I mean, a good guy to date?”

Glancing at her you smiled saying, “He’s crazy about you. Very sweet, thoughtful, but forgetful and jumpy, but he can even out over time I would assume with a solid foundation of a coupling.” Luring a grin across her face.

“So how do I get him to ask me out? I can’t ask or my Abuela will never let me live it down, she’s got this notion that if they love you they will make the first move, and he is way too loose lipped and jumpy to keep me moving first a secret.”

“You might just have to plant one on him and walk away,” you said making her chuckle again. “Wouldn’t technically be asking him anything.”

“Why’d you go limp like that?” MJ asked turning your head.

“Someone grabs you by the neck you play opossum. Go limp, they loosen their grip and you hit them as hard as you can in their weak spots. Now if they’re drowning you it’s better to thrash a bit first then go limp.”

“Pretend to drown,” she finished the thought and you nodded. “I didn’t even see the staff till you caught it. How’d you see it?”

After a soft sigh you answered, “I have better reflexes and heightened senses compared to about 99% of the population. Higher metabolism too, why I eat so much.”

“That explains so much,” she said to herself then stole a purse lipped glance your way, “Maybe with your heightened senses, you might have caught onto who Spider-Man might be?”

“Well I hope you’re not assuming it might be me,” you joked making her chuckle.

“No,” she said as you giggled to yourself. “I’m pretty sure it’s Peter. He tries really hard to keep it to himself but he’s so bad at hiding it. He’s never around when Spidey pops out and he keeps getting ‘sick’ left and right. Ned tries really hard to help cover but there’s only so much he can do.” She said making you giggle again. “I think I’m gonna tell him I know who he is. Might help, with the dating bit, so he won’t have to lie to me.”

“Very well might,” you replied.

And she looked your way to ask, “How’d you find out? I mean it’s blatantly obvious you’re the Duckling, but outside of that?”

“Misique kept finding his school bags in alleys with his clothes.” You said making her laugh.

“He went Superman.”

“Had the city kept the phone booths he would have. Compromises in budget cut into things like that.”

“When did you first come here?”

“Paragliding lessons when I was twelve, with Bucky.”

“He taught you to paraglide over the Grand Canyon?”

“Well the mountain they usually use in Siberia was shut down at the time for a weather watch. Not very fun. But I did get to watch him wake up to a bed coated in turtles after forgetting to lock our window at the hotel. No idea how they got in but they sure loved his strawberry scented body wash we got stuck with when our luggage got delayed.” Making her chuckle again. Already out of town himself Eddie at least wouldn’t be startled by the ping box you had inside your heeled boot now you were zapped across the country. Though you would find him a nice souvenir or something to have when you told him about this new jolt to your planned evening.

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“Oh this is nice,” she said getting out as you did once parked outside a star lit hotel that blended into the canyon around it and watched you catch the car that shrank again to be pocketed inside your purse again. Even without a signal she snapped a few pictures on her phone and joined you inside to stroll to the elevator to get to the eatery, though the gift shop had her stop and excitedly guide you in to find Peter something nice before you headed upstairs to no news on the flight home yet.

 *.*.*

“Play that back,” Loki said and had his jaw fall slack in recognition of who had been killed and had beamed away the bodies with the magical cube.

Tony asked, “You recognize them?”

“The Black Order, three children of Thanos, Shieldmaiden Pluto has now killed three children of Thanos. Should they have survived to pass on her identity, there is no realm safe for her were he to seek revenge upon her.”

Steve said, “Well, Bucky’s off to fetch her now. She’s in safe hands.”

Loki simply strolled off and muttered to himself on the onset of what he knew to be a wave of crippling fear he required solitude for, “None of us are safe.”

*.*.*

 Out under the stars post meal you sat on a bench. Chatting in wait to watch the jet appear and land in front of you both. On the flight home you shared the full play by play and spoke to Bucky and MJ.

Atop the landing strip the jet settled, outside of which Peter was amongst the team, wide eyed and impatient having heard his hopeful girlfriend had been kidnapped with one of his good friends. “Hey Pete, got you a hat,” she said and as you said strolled up to him putting the hat on his head. An excuse to get close she used to tap her lips to his and just keep on walking past him only making him stare at you with even wider eyes that caught your reach for your necklace you mouthed a reminder to him of the gift from you.

Into his pocket his hand dipped to grab the black dahlia you had made him, “MJ! I got you a gift too!” he shouted and turned to speed after him as you made Bucky smirk at your bump into his arm.

“You buy anything fun?” he asked you.

“Found this cool beaded pouch one of the local tribes were selling. It’s got a thunderbird on it. Just caught them as they were packing up, got you one with a turtle,” making him grin and chuckle accepting it. “Got a fox for Loki too, but I guess he’s busy.”

“I’ll get it to him,” he said with a grin accepting both from you as he turned you for the waiting car to drive you home as he would head back to the tower for a bit longer, mainly to ensure the Prince got his gift.

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“Yes?” the double of the Prince opened the door for his real self hidden inside of his closet to not make too much noise.

“Pluto got you something at the gift shop,” curiously the double took hold of the hamburger sized box as Bucky simply turned to head back to the meeting. Closing the door again the box was brought to the Prince inside the closet who forced himself up off his side to take with trembling hands hold of the box to open.

Beading of careful detail was enough to distract his panic even for a few moments, though when he lifted it he felt there was something inside. And out of the opening of the bag he brought a jaw dropping bangle of black woven metal around moonstones in shapes of the moon phases that upon snap around his wrist he felt a tear fall down his cheek in relief it gave him for some protection tonight in his dreams.

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Pt 13

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King of Mischief (Chapter 3)

Chapter 3 (Defenders of the Universe)

Word count: 2.7k

T/w: This chapter contains several acts of violence, implied smut, arguments and mentions of sharp objects, read at your own discretion.

Author's note: This chapter is a bit short and meh, I apologize TvT But I promise the next chapters are gonna be good!

Amora tapped on the table as she was surrounded by her associates, many of them are rogues from each realm, dreaming that someday they’ll be able to rule their respective worlds.

“What are we stalling for Amora? We have Asgard in our hands, the power of the universe lies in our hands.” Lorelei, her sister, questioned why they weren’t attacking Midgard already.

“It’s not as easy as it is sister.. They’ve teleported to Midgard, they must have a plan.” The Enchantress answered.

“Who cares? They’re fighting against us, supreme beings! Midgardians will never be able to stop us.” The red headed Asgardian rebutted.

“They are not just a bunch of Midgardians, Lorelei. Midgard houses a few of the most powerful sorcerers in this cosmic universe..” Amora paused.

“And they also have three of the Infinity Stones in their possession.” She slammed her fist on the marble table, cracking it in the middle.

“Well then, shall we look for the other three? We’ve already conquered the whole universe, it would be an easy task.”  One of the rogues from Niflheim suggested.

“No. Let’s not steer from our original path shall we? We need to hatch a plan on how to handle those Midgardians, the so-called Avengers.” Amora sneered.

“So what are your plans?” Lorelei inquired.

“We’ll attack them in waves, make them feel a false sense of security. Use our abilities to ignite fear out of them.” The woman smirked evilly.

Back in the Avengers facility, the team had finally assembled and you had the pleasure of meeting with Doctor Strange, Sorcerer Supreme Wong and Wanda Maximoff. The team knew that Amora’s army’s strongest weapon was their magic and sorcery. They used it to manipulate and control beings, turning warriors against their own people.

“Alright, the plan is to use the resources and manpower we have in Kamar Taj, Strange and Wong will take the lead there. Wanda will use her powers to put the Enchantress’ men under her spell. We are lucky enough that she values quantity over quality.” Tony laid out the plan.

“She would recruit any mage or sorcerer that she sees, regardless of how powerful they are, some might be weaker than others.” Loki added.

“So it’s all for show?” Clint asked with an eyebrow raised.

“Oh no no no.. They’re like a swarm of ants, the bigger the colony, the stronger they are. Let’s not rule out the chances that she could be generating her powers for her army too.” Thor intercepted.

“Or it’s the other way around, she absorbs their powers and knowledge to be stronger than before. That is why she invaded those realms first before Asgard.” You spoke quietly.

“Or that too..” Thor turned to look at you, so did everyone else.

“Don’t let her or Lorelei get close to any of you. Lorelei could enchant you to go to Amora with her voice while Amora could imitate your powers just by a single tap.” You rolled your pearl earring in your finger, a habit that you do when you’re deep in thought or nervous.

“Is there any way we could protect ourselves from being enchanted by these witches?” Tony turned to look at Strange, Wanda and Wong to which they shook their heads.

“The only way you could protect yourself from enchantments is by having a strong mind.” Strange explained but then you remembered.

“Actually, you can. But it’s not strong.” You stood up. “I can cast a spell on all of you so you get protected from mind manipulating hexes but it only works when you’re against ordinary mages and less experienced sorcerers. It wouldn’t be potent enough to withstand Amora’s powers.” You bit your lip nervously while glancing at Loki.

“I’ve never heard of such a spell before.. Wong?” Stephen Strange was skeptical.

“Well, it’s a local spell from where I’m from. Only members of the Oralfian royal family knows about this kind of magic, an ancient mystical practice.” You fidgeted.

“Let’s test it out shall we? Hey kid, come on over here.” Tony called out to Peter Parker, the youngest in the team.

“What is it Mr. Stark?” The boy looked curious and innocent, you sympathize with him, such a young man fighting such an enormous battle.

“Sit down here and let us test something out alright?” Tony pushed Peter down on a seat.

“Okay Tinkerbell, work your magic.” You nodded and confronted the sitting boy.

“This is going to feel a little bit cold.” You forewarned Peter of the sensation he was about to feel before you began placing your hands on the side of his temples, not touching him.

For a mere minute, your hands began emitting a golden glow that began to seep into Peter’s head.

“It’s done.” You announced.

“Wanda.” Tony looked at the Scarlet Witch and shook his head to where Peter was. The woman took over your spot and touched his head, she started with some gentle magical force to look into his mind but it wasn’t working. Next, she began testing on enchanting Peter to do what she wanted by flaying her fingers next to his head. Didn’t work either. Then, she went with a bit more force and pushed her magical forces into his mind.

“He’s scared. And hungry.” Wanda claimed before retreating. “Well, that took quite a lot to get into his head.” She said as she smiled at you.

“Well I’ll be damned.” Strange looked at you in awe.

“Okay, so it actually works! I have to ask though, will the magic wear off?” Tony clapped his hands together.

“Not really, it wears off when somebody finally gets into your head. Or if the spellcaster.. Dies.”

You answered truthfully, you could sense Loki’s head whipping towards your direction at the mention of your death.

“But that’s not going to happen. I’ll make sure that every single one of us comes out of this war alive.” You reassured the whole team, but really, you just wanted to erase Loki’s uneasiness.

Your husband made his way to you and held onto your arm. “Excuse us for a second. Darling, a word.” He took you away from the team and to the balcony.

“Wow, for a God of Mischief and a trickster, he sure cares a lot for his wife.” Nat said to Thor.

“Oh believe me. She means the world to him. Changed him into a better man.” Thor looked at the two of you. He couldn’t believe how much his brother had changed ever since you two got married.

“All a man needs is a chance.” Steve joined in.

You were pulled off to the balcony by Loki, he didn’t look pleased.

“What do you mean if the spellcaster dies? You are not considering yourself to join the war are you?” Loki knitted his eyebrows.

“I’m not considering, I am joining the war, Loki.” You scoffed, the nerve of this man trying to stop you from battling for your universe’s future.

“You can’t. I forbid it.” He told you.

“You forbid me?” You couldn’t help but chuckle in disbelief. “Who are you to forbid me?!” You fought back.

“I AM THE KING OF ASGARD! And no queen of mine shall partake in a gruesome war!” His voice was stern and he yelled out. His volume was loud enough to be heard through the glass of the sliding door that separated you two from the team.

“Uh oh, marital strife..” Tony grimaced as the Avengers looked at your argument.

“Yes, yes! Scream and shout to the world! YOU ARE THE KING OF ASGARD! Oh how you take pride in your position.” Your heart was beating as fast as your anger was rising.

“You keep reminding me of your title Loki.. But you forgot, that I am the Queen of Asgard. The sole survivor of Oralf’s royal family. And I shall not stand back and spectate while all of you are sacrificing your lives to protect the universe.” Your voice quivered with emotion.

“If I were to die, let me die while fighting. Let me die by your side Loki. I am not letting you fight alone.” You held onto both of his arms.

“Please..” You tried your best to hold in your tears, your hands moving to hold his. Loki’s eyes softened at the sight of your glossy eyes.

“But I must keep you alive.. I need you alive, Aurelia.” He held your hands up and clasped it in between his.

“Then keep me alive on the battlefield. What if I’m not there to help you and I lose you? Life would only mean pain and agony for me.” A single tear rolled down your cheek.

“Please don’t cry..” It crushed his heart seeing you cry, he didn’t want to see you hurt, not like this, not in any way.

“Let me fight with you. For Asgard, for the Nine Realms, for us.” You sniffled. Loki was reluctant to let you fight but he knew better than to stop you. So with a heavy heart, he nodded and kissed your hand.

It had been a few days since your argument with Loki and he had been more supportive of you whenever the team would have meetings to organize the plans. All of you couldn’t guess or estimate when the Enchantress and her soldiers would strike Midgard but every so often you would get false alarms of unidentified objects in the sky. This wasn’t a coincidence, Amora had it all sorted out, she would send boulders and sometimes dead Asgardians down to Earth to throw all of you off. The locations of these items and bodies were random and scattered all across the world and it was starting to freak humans out.

Tony insisted on having the S.H.I.E.L.D agents handle these fallouts instead of the Avengers, yet a lot of news channels and papers had begun questioning why they weren’t there to investigate. Tony had his reasons, the biggest reason was because he knew something bigger was coming and he needed all the team members to stick together and fight when the war breaks.

While waiting for Amora to engage in battle, you were keen on training to sharpen your combat skills. Your sparring partners now included Lady Sif, Natasha, Wanda, Bucky, Steve and of course, your spouse. 

You grunted when Wanda had you locked up in her conjured chains, you struggled hard and attempted to blast your powers out to break free. This was always the difficult part of training for you. Your combat skills had improved and you could fight almost every person you’ve sparred with except for Loki and Wanda. They were both knowledgeable about magic and mystic arts, combining fighting skills with them, they were basically undefeatable.

“Come on Aurie! Summon your powers! Break free!” Bruce cheered for you.

“I.Am.Trying!” You clenched your fists and tried to push out your powers to destroy Wanda’s mystical chains but to no avail. You were losing your energy and your golden glow began to dim down.

“Alright, that’s enough. Let her go Wanda.” Loki saw how you were in distress and he couldn’t look at it anymore.

“Oh come on Loki, she can make it! I could feel her.” Wanda pleaded to him, wishing he would give you just a little more time.

“Let.Her.Go.” Loki’s voice was low but Wanda knew that he was getting furious so she immediately got rid of the chains. You fell on top of the padding and groaned.

Your husband walked towards you, lending his hand for you to take. You gave him a glare, he’d always put your training on a halt whenever he sees you struggling.

Standing back up, you stretched a little bit. “You really shouldn’t meddle with my training. How am I supposed to improve my skills if you interrupt me every time you see me struggle?” 

You sighed deeply, you knew he meant well but his carefulness wasn’t helping you. 

“I do not wish to see you get hurt when Amora could come attack us at any minute. It’s dangerous.” He explained and you rolled your eyes.

“You know what’s more dangerous? If I can’t defend myself when I get attacked by Amora. Now please, promise me that you won’t stop my training anymore.” You walked out of the training gym with him.

“Fine.. I promise.” He promised while rolling his eyes.

“And no crossed fingers!” You playfully punched him on the side of his arm.

“Yes, yes..” He pulled you closer by the shoulder and you leaned your head against him.

“Well, since we’re all sweaty.. I propose a shower? Together?” He squeezed your shoulder and gave you a naughty grin.

“Always so mischievous, even in these times.” You pinched his side while chuckling.

“Not my fault my wife looks so enticing after training.” Scrunching your nose, you couldn’t resist how cheeky Loki is. He’d always find a way to make up to you after pissing you off or making you upset.

You two made your way towards your quarters, thankful that each room had its own bathroom, for you didn’t want to disturb the others who were living in the same building with all the noise you and Loki would make.

After the long shower with your husband, you sat on the bed and dried your hair up, smiling as you saw him get out of the shower after you. His hair was wet, towel draping around his hips and he looked so fresh.

“Why are you smiling like that? Admiring your extremely dashing husband?” He smirked as he pushed you down on the bed.

“Loki! We just did it in the shower.” You whispered, a big smile on your face.

“That was round one my darling. We’re off to round two.” You laughed at your husband’s insatiable desire for you.

“Am I really that irresistible to you? Or are you just being a horny devil?” You cupped his face.

“You’re both, my Sigyn.” Sigyn? That’s new, the nickname made your heart swell. The name was only to be used when a man values his woman greatly. It meant ‘victorious girlfriend or companion’. It also symbolizes loyalty, compassion and faithfulness in a woman. A word to never be used lightly.

“I’m your Sigyn?” You asked, unsure of what he meant by that pet name. For all you know, it could’ve been a slip of tongue.

“Yes. And I mean it with my whole heart.” He pecked your nose.

“You’ve made a new man out of me Aurelia. You gave me a new goal in life, I was always seeking for my father’s reassurance but you showed me that the only reassurance I needed was from myself. You taught me to embrace myself, I do not have to be like Thor. Even if I am the opposite of him, I am still his equal.” He affectionately gazed at you. His blue eyes and dark wispy lashes, penetrating into your soul.

“I lov-” Right before he could utter those three words, sirens began blaring, knocking you two out of your romantic daze.

“Attention to all Avengers, suit up and report to the headquarters. I repeat, suit up and report to the headquarters immediately!” Steve’s voice was heard throughout the building.

You quickly changed into your combat clothes, it matched Loki’s color scheme but it was designed differently. It was a leather tunic that fitted your body perfectly with golden holsters that hold daggers and blades for your usage. You even wore a headpiece that could double as a weapon with the horns that pointed upwards. Putting on your boots, you looked at Loki worryingly. This was your first ever war and you hoped that this wouldn’t be your last.

Holding his hand tightly, both of you rushed towards the headquarters that was two levels above the quarters. Through the large glass windows, you could see a swarm of flying objects coming out of a dark portal in the sky. Prepare for your first battle.

Chapter 3 (smut scene)

Chapter 4

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