#because she will not be able to 'serve' thor enough

[beheworthy]

The way loki looking at Jane in that gif you posted 😂

Haha, he really liked her for a sis-in-law, methinks.

[Post in question - x ]

#answers #anonymous #thor #thor odinson #loki #jane foster #everyone liked her except odin :/ #because she will not be able to 'serve' thor enough

[just-someone-who-likes-to-write]

... Long Story Imgine...

(( This is based on my dear friend @tokoyamisstuff story "Scandal", which is a "Loki x Reader" Story. She stopped writing it because of horrible people who pressured to continue writing. I think the idea is really amazing and I had a different approach for it.))

((Alot of OOC, and screw Odin he can never be redeemed in my eyes))

Loki was madly in love with one of the ladies of the court, Lady (Y/n). She was the daughter of the not so known Nobel family who roamed around the castle now and then to serve the Royal family.

The first time he met her was by coincidence, as she had sneaked into the library, which is only for the Royal family, but Loki being the "Understanding" person he is, he agreed to keep her secret, in hopes of using this information to blackmail her to do his bedding. But the more time he spent with her, the more his feelings changed towards her, he saw as a friend, then a partner in crime, then finally he fell in love hard.

Loki no longer felt jealousy towards Thor because he had all the attention and friendship he could want from Lady (Y/n). He no longer desired the throne of Asgard because he had the whole world in his arms when he wrapped them around his beloved. Nothing and no one else nattered as he took care of his Lady-wife throughout her pregnancy, making many promises on how he would be a great father for their child, talking of the many things he would teach them, and assuring his wife that he would "Never" teach their child how to prank, which they both know is not true.

The second Prince had everything he ever wanted and would need, his world was perfect, but it all came crushing down the day of the birth.

He refused to leave the room as his wife gave birth, wanting to add her through it. He did not expect the scream of terror that the midwife let out as she held the babe, almost dropping it, and as he looked upon the newborn, he understood why. The baby boy has blue skin and red eyes, the appearance of a frost giant. Shock went through him as he left the room, ignoring the calls of his wife, who pleaded him to come back, his mother who waited outside took his place in, confused by her son who ignored her as he left them.

Loki went to their shared room, where he finally allowed his emotions to get out and trash everything, tears of anger poured from his eyes as realisation settle in, that Lady (Y/n), his best friend, his love, had betrayed him him with a frost giant, he doesn't know how or when, but the evidence he saw coming out of her womb was proof enough.

Meanwhile, (Y/n) was confused, scared, and sad. He doesn't understand why he child is a frost giant. She thought maybe her babe was cursed or maybe she ate something that she shouldn't have, but she couldn't ignore that the fact is still there, that this blue crying babe in her arms was her son. She called for Loki, wanting to see him to talk to him to assure him that she didn't commit the great sin of betraying her beloved husband. But the only one who came forward was Queen Frigga, who put magic around the babe so that (Y/n) can touch them without being harmed by his ice powers.

"I did not betray Loki, I swear it! Queen mother, please believe me! I love Loki too much to commit such a thing!"

"Don't worry, my child, I believe you."

When (Y/n) heard those words, she was a bit calm, confident that the Queen would find her husband and talk to him to come back to her so they can discuss what happened to their son. She didn't expect that the next time she would see Loki would be in a courst room, standing in front of Odin and other members of the Court, in a trial to judge her her for her "Betrayal" of not only her husband who was the second Prince of Asgard but also of the "Betrayal" of Asgard itself for if she was able to meet a frost giant to commit such sin, she must have been able to betray them in other ways.

"You are here by sentenced to be exiled from Asgard permanently."

"No! I did not betray anyone! Please, Loki, look at me! I never did that!" Loki looked away, his eyes filled with pain, she turned to Frigga. "Queen mother, please, you belive me-"

But Frigga only gave her a sorrowful look as she averted her eyes away in guilt. The only person who stood by her was Thor.

"Father, we have known Lady (Y/n) for centuries before she met my brother. She has always been a loyal and devoted subject of Asgard. I can not accept even the possibility of her betraying us. There must be another reason for the child to be-"

"SILENCE!" Odin booming voice, echoed throughout Asgard. "It is not up for discussion, for it is clear that she can not be trusted, not anymore."

"Then please punish me, not my son. He is but a babe and holds no blame."

"Don't worry, for you and your babe shall go to where you belong... in jotunheim."

"NO! PLEASE!!... LOKI!! LOKI PLEASE! YOU KNOW I WOULD NEVER DO SICH A THING TO YOU!! PLEASE! HE IS OUT SON-"

Her words were cut off as Loki left the courtroom, refusing to meet her eyes as she was being dragged away by gaurds. The only person who wanted to act was Thor, who was held back by his mother. In the Bifrost bridge, Thor was able to wrap around her a heavy coat, hopping that it would keep her warm enough for they didn't even give her a chance to wear anything proper before her sentence.

In jotunheim, (Y/n) wondered for hours, walking around in hopes of finding anything or anyone that could help them. Hiding behind rocks when seeing beasts hunting. During that, almost half her fast as well ass her left arm was numb from frost bites she was sure parts of her skin broke from the heavy cold but she did not care as long as her son was safe. She was exhausted and just wanted to lay down and sleep, but she refused to succumb to it, but it wasn't until she saw a frost giant coming her away that his weapon held up at her demanding how and why she was there. The only thing she could do with her left eye now completely shut is to lift her son to him with her left arm shaking, barley being able to move it.

"P ..please.....mmm...m....my...my son...."

Then everything turned black.

When (Y/n) woke again, she felt warm, slolwy looking around she saw how she was covered in heavy furr, and in the middle of the room there was large controlled fire that kept the room warm. She was still in a daze that it took a while for her to realise that her body was bandaged, but when she came to her senses, the first thing she asked for was her son. Luckily, in the room with her, she was a female frost giant who looked a bit smaller and different than the first one she met. She assured her she was safe and even ordered to bring the child from nursery so she could hold him to calm her further. (Y/n) cried in relief as she saw her son sleeping peacefully.

She was so focused on her son that she didn't notice when Laufey came into the room to speak with her and know the origin of the babe in her arms.

"Now, tell me little one, how did you come here, and more importantly, where did you get him?" He said pointing to your son.

(Y/n) would be lying if she said she wasn't afraid, but looking around her and at herself, she assured herself that he doesn't want to harm her, so she speaks. She speaks of her punishment, the reason behind it, of her husband, who turned her back on her.

"The Queen Frigga did nothing."

"Yes, she kept assuring me that my child was Loki's, but during the trial, she said nothing."

"Well, of course, Frigga does have a good heart, but she would hide away if it meant aiding her coward husband."

"What ... what do you mean?"

"Oh, you poor thing, of course you don't know the truth, nor does your husband know of his true origin. For your see, Loki is my son."

Seeing the confused and shocked look, the king explained and revealed the truth. Centuries ago, during the great was between Asgard and Jotunheim, his beloved Queen, who was from a tribe of smaller frost giants, was giving birth to their son, but unfortunately, she died during child birth. Consumed and blinded by his grief, the king left the child in an abandoned temple. However, when he came back to his senses and returned for the babe, he found the temple had fallen, and he assumed that his son had died in it.

"I never forgave myself, and refused to take another after her, I was just waiting for the time when I would go and meet them in the afterlife. But now here you are in front of me, holding a jotunheim babe, claiming it's your husband's who is the second prince."

"Are you....are you saying that...that Odin..."

"Odin probably found Loki when he was a babe, and instead of returning him to me, he kept him claiming him as his son."

"B... But why?!...why would he do that?? Why would he hide his origin from him?... Why would... my child...he was ready to kill me and my child to hide this secret. What would he do when Loki finds the truth, was he planning to keep it a secret his entire life?!"

"You have the right to feel this outrage towards him, Odin always puts his own interest before others. Unfortunately, I also don't know his reasons."

"......what now?"

"What do you mean?"

"What will you do? Now that you know that....that your son is alive and that he lives on Asgard, not knowing the truth....That you have his wife...previous wife...with you here with his son, your grandson. What will you do?"

"....I heard stories of the woman who stole the heart of the god of mischief. I believe that he might come here searching for you."

"You mean for my corpse?" She replied bitterly. "He turned his back on me."

"He didn't know the truth."

"He didn't even give me a chance to speak to him. Even when Odin gave the sentence, he didn't even dare to show a hint of remorse or hesitation or even attempt for a lighter the sentence. He abandoned me... if he abandoned me like this without a question, that means he has always doubted me..."

"... if he did come for you, what would you want to happen?"

(Y/n) was shocked that Laufey was even giving her the free option on what to do, to the son he thought he lost no less. But she was still grateful that at least this king was giving her a chance, unlike Odin, who she followed blindly.

"I don't want to see him... Even if he found out the truth... he made his choices."

(Y/n)'s emotions were running high after giving birth, and immediately going through what she did would force her to make hasty action. But as she looked down at her son, whose skin changed colour after she touched him, she assumed it was Frigga's magic so she could touch her son without being affected, she understood that this was no longer about what's good for Loki but what is good for her son, and if it means to stay in Jotunheim to keep him safe from the horrors of Asgard so be it. She is no longer the wife of Loki Odinson but the mother of Liam Crown Prince of Jotunheim.

It was a month after the trial that Loki No longer could stand the hole that was left by his Lady-wife. He was too attached to her. He loved her so much. At first, he tried to force himself to forget her,reminding himself again and again of her infidelity, but then he didn't even care if she betrayed him or not, the sound of her cries for him hunted him every second of his existence, her tearful eyes hunted his dreams. He wanted her back. Even if it meant to be exiled with her, he did not care he just wanted his beloved (Y/n).

That's how he found himself standing in front of Laufey after being dragged by frost giants who found him roaming around their territory, looking for her.

"You have come a long way, Asgardian."

"Where is she?" Loki demanded not being intimidated by the Jotunheim king.

"Where is who?"

"My wife! She was here with an infant, where is she!"

"Ah, you mean the woman whom you left for death? No, I haven't. "

His words triggered Loki as he used his magic to teleport himself to be near Laufey enough to press his dagger against his neck.

"If you did as much as harm a hair on her head I will-"

His angry words were cut off as Laufey took hold of his wrist, and instead of his arm freezing to the bone, it was only his clothes that good shattered, but his arm was fine, that wasn't the only thing that shocked him as he saw his skin turn blue. When Loki pulled his arm away, the king let him go, and he watched as his blue skin slowly turned back. The Prince still looked shocked as his eyes looked from his arm back to Laufey.

"What kind of magic-"

"It is no magic of mine, but rather the magic of Asgard." Loki looked at him confused. "If you seek answers, I advise you to go to the all father for them."

Back on Asgard Loki goes immediately to the Vault to where the Casket is, not noticing that behind him was Odin, who knew of Loki's travel to Jotunheim and hurried after him after knowing of his return. Seeing him near the Casket terrified, he tried to stop him, but it was too late. Loki found the truth.

"Why? You were knee-deep in Jotun blood. Why would you take me??

"You were an innocent child-"

"Oh, don't act like you care for the fate of an innocent infant now. You took me for a purpose. What was it?"

When Odin doesn't answer, Loki lost it.

"TELL ME!!"

"I thought we could unite our kingdoms one day, bring about an alliance, bring about a permanent peace... through you. But those plans no longer matter."

"So I am no more than another stolen relic, locked up here until you might have use of me."

"Why do you twist my words?"

"You could have told me what I was from the beginning. Why didn't you?"

"You are my son. My blood. I wanted only to protect you from the truth."

"Protect me? By hiding who i am from me, by allowing me to marry an amazing woman who you knew our children would be like me, and instead of telling me the truth then you decided to stay quite and tell lies of her being untrustworthy and disloyal to keep your image in front of your people. Why?because I am the monster parents tell their children about at night? You don't want Asgard to know you have a monster for a son?"

"Don't-"

"It all makes sense now. Why you favoured Thor all these years."

"Listen-"

"Because no matter how much you claim to "love" me, you could never have a Frost Giant for a son, or having his offspring running around and forced to claim them as grandchildren ,or even the chance of one of them sitting on the Throne of Asgard!"

During Odin's sleep, Loki was so consumed with rage and hatred that he planned to kill Thor so his "parents" could feel the same pain he felt. So he constructed a plan, he tricks Thor into taking the challenge of living as a Midgardian, leaving his hammer in Asgard to assure he won't cheat. And Thor does, and during his time there, after meeting jane and the others, Loki sends assassins and killer tools to end Thor.

In the end, Thor was safe. Seeing he is unable to kill, Thor Loki goes to try and Kill Odin himself, but he gets caught by his mother, who used her powers to stop him.

"Why would you do all this to your family, brother?"

"I am not your brother, and you are no family of mine, not after you tried to kill my own."

Thor was confused by everything, but Frigga understood, and she cried as she apologized profusely to Loki. But it was for no use as he escaped Asgard completely. After Odin was awake, he tried to swipe everything under the rug and claim that Loki simply went mad after the betrayal of his wife, but Frigga puts her foot down and tells the truth to everyone, of what happened, or Loki's origin, and how Lady (Y/n) was innocent.

After the news spread wide, Odin tried to save face by sending soldiers along with Thor to bring her back, only to be met with Laufey and his own soldiers trying to chase them away from Jotunheim. But Thor wouldn't budge, not after learning that she was with Laufey.

"Return who you took Laufey or else!"

"...."Who I took?"...if I remember correctly, it was you Asgardians who banished her and her newborn to my realm in the hopes for her and her child's end." He mocked the Prince, which only made him lift his hammer to fight until a voice called.

"Please do not taunt the prince your majesty, for he has short temper and might start a new war."

It was (Y/n) who came out from where she was hiding with handmaidens following shortly. But her face was covered with a hood, but it didn't make Thor any less happy to see and hear her again. He tried to come close, but the frost giants stopped him and (Y/n) allowed it.

"I'm not coming back to Asgard."

"...But ...but why?"

"Are you truly asking me why? After everything I went through?"

(Y/n) revealed her face and the sight hurt Thor. There were scars from the frostbites littering the left side of her face. Her left eye was stuck, being half lidded while the right eye could open and close normally.

"If it wasn't for King Laufey who added me in time, I would have died a long time ago along with my son. I know you mean well Thor, after all, you were the only one who came to my defence against your own father, but will not return to the king who punished me for a crime he knew I didn't commit, to a queen who turned a blind eye for the sake of her king.... and to a husband who turned his back on me on the first sign of doubt."

"Loki still loves you! He never forgot you!"

"He should because I hold no love for him anymore."

"...you...you don't mean that."

".....goodbye Thor." She turned and left, ignoring Thor's calls for her.

(( After the events of the Avengers and Loki being captured))

The only reason Loki took control of Thanos army is because he wanted to build a new world for (Y/n) and their son. A kingdom just for them, away from anyone that could harm them, a haven for his beloved family. It was all delusions caused by his time being tortured under the mad titan.

After his capture, Odin wanted nothing more than to just imprison Loki away but Frigga and Thor were there defending him.

"He tried to kill me."

"And you tried to kill (Y/n) along with thier son."

It was Thor who spoke this time. And reluctantly, Odin allowed loki to meet his mother and brother during his imprisonment. He didn't react to them at first at their attempt to speak with him. Even when his mother provided him with comfort he did not react, it wasn't until Thor mentioned (Y/n) that Loki finally not only looked at him but also spoke.

"You saw her?"

"Yes, I did"

"Where was she? Is she hurt? How is my son?" He threw one question after another.

He explained to him that she was in Jotunheim under King Laufey's protection, that she was well, aside from the scares, which he could see Loki physically flinch at the mention of them, feeling guilt that his love was hurt because of his rash actions.

"I need to see her."

"I'm afraid you can't brother."

"Then bring her to me, tell her that everyone knows now that doesn't need to hide away among the Jotunheims."

"You don't understand, brother. She is aware that everyone on Asgard knows the truth, including you... She just refused to return her, not after everything, including returning to you."

This broke Loki.

He refused to believe that she gave up on him, so he wrote a letter with many oages and gave it to Thor to give it to her personally. Only for his brother to return with the letter back not even opened. He tried again and again, not only letters but also sent Symbolic gifts that he hoped would ignite her love for him again and remind her of what they had.

The last gift he sent were Heliotrope flowers, the same flowers he gave her the day he asked for her hand. It was their thing to communicate through flower language, giving each other one flower that could explain their deepest feelings without having to speak it.

Loki prayed to the gods that she would accept it, but his hopes were shattered when Thor returned again, but this time, his head was down in shame, as he showed him the flowers but they weren't returned as they were like the previous gifts but were torn.

"She got really angry, and Laufey banished me out of Jotunheim. I can not return there even if I wanted to, I'm sorry, brother."

Meanwhile, (Y/n) was crying angry tears. The last gift felt like an insult. How dare he try to proclaim his "Eternal love" to her after hurting her so much. It hurt her receiving those gifts that only pained her as she remembered each memory they held in them, her memories when her and Loki were blindly in love, but the flowers were the last straw that broke her for they held the memory of what was supposed to be the happiest day of her life.

Laufey was enraged when he saw her cry, he come to care for (Y/n) as the daughter he never had. He first cared for only only because she was the mother of his grandson, but with time, she became more than just that, even declared her a princess of Jotunheim. So the princes to try and use those gifts to guilt trip her into returning was unforgivable.

And by his words, Asgard was completely cut off from Jotunheim.

For years, Loki was depressed. Dark thoughts filled his mind as he came to the realisation that he had lost everything. Thor and Frugga tried to cheer him up. They even went as far as forcing Odin to set him free to return to his old life, back to his freedom, but it only worsened his condition as people in the court started looking at him even more wearily than before becoming of his origin, his day to day life felt empty, and even his room who he used to hide in for comfort felt cold for the one who always comforted him was (Y/n) and she was gone.

One day, Haiemdal cane into the courtroom, saying how Laufey sent a massage. The mention of the King caught the attention of the royal family, especially Loki, who stood face to face to him.

"He said that he hopes that we will accept to renew the treaty between Asgard and Jotunheim."

"For what reason?" It was Odin who asked, and as much as everyone wanted to scold him for doubting a peace offering, they also we curious of the reason.

"It appears that the crown prince Liam wishes to know his father."

Those words made Loki cry with joy. His son wanted to meet and come to him. Such news made everyone at high alert. Many preparations were done to welcome the prince. They prepared a room filled with everything a boy his age might enjoy. They prepared a feast just for him, and many more things that the prince might find enjoyable. A bug celebration just for him.

Loki, Thor, and Frigga were in the middle of the rainbow bridge waiting patiently. Loki wanted to wait inside the bifrost by Frigga, which forced him against it, for they didn't know what reaction they would get. Once the bifrost stopped working, they could see coming out of it were few frost giants who stood gaurd as they shielded who was coming behind them. Loki was nervous as he knew very well who they were shielding. He fixed himself and stood straight as the gaurds finally came to a stop and moved away to make way for another frost giant who was smaller than them, but this one was special as he carried none other than princess (Y/n), whose face was covered with a heavy hood. The frost giant knelt down so she would be able to come down.

"Welcome, (Y/n), I am happy to see you well again."

"...Queen Frigga." She replied simply with a nod, her voice nonchalant.

Hearing her voice again made Loki weak on the knees. He wanted nothing more than to run to her and hold her in his arms as he apologized against and again, begging her to return to him. But he stayed quite not trusting his voice.

"Sister! I'm really happy to see you again! Please come we made quite the feast for you both, come and let me tell you of my adventures in midgard."

"That won't be necessary as I will not be staying here."

"You won't?" Asked Frigga with sorrowful look.

"No, I won't." (Y/n) started. "As I said last time, I won't be stepping in Asgard ever again. The only reason I am here to see MY son off and to assure his safety."

Loki flinched at the emphasis.

"M..my love-"

"Don't you even dare."

That made Loki flinched again at her harsh tone.

"I am no longer an Asgardian... nor am I your wife..."

"No, you will always be much more than that."

At those words (Y/n), finally let down her hood, allowing Loki and Frigga to see the scars that Thor spoke them off and that made guilt erupt in Loki as he unknowingly moved forward wanting to examine the scars, to kiss them and comfort his beloved, only to be blocked by frost giants who used his weapon to stop him. But (Y/n) was still visible, and he could see the deep frown she had as she looked at him before turning away.

"Liam, you can come now sweetheart."

From the back, a small figure came forward, and Odin's family eyes widened in awe at what they saw. Standing there was a boy who looked 12 years of age, he looked at the spitting image of Loki aside from a few features of (Y/n).

Liam looked at them with equal awe, but his eyes focused on the prince in green. When he was young, he was always curious about who his father was. He never lacked a father figure as his grandfather filled that role perfectly, but there was always something that he longed for. So a few months ago, when he finally asked his mother of who his father was, (Y/n) didn't want to make the same mistake that Odin made and told him everything.

"I might not hold the same feelings I had in the past... but I know that he still cares for you deeply, so don't let our reasons for separation hold you back to what you want. If you wish to meet him, then I am all for it."

Liam was hesitant at first, but after a conversation with his grandfather, Liam decided that he wanted to meet Loki, so that he can decide whether he wants to continue to have him in his life or cut him off like his mother did.

Liam ran to his mother and hugged her, causing her to giggle as she hugged him back. Loki's heart melted at the scene, wanting to join the hug. Liam turned to Loki and walked up to him, forna second Loki thought that his son wanted to hug him too only to be met with a raised hand.

"Hello, my name is Liam (Y/n)son, crown prince of Jotunheim, and from what I am told your son."

He chuckled at his own joke, making Loki smile proudly at him as he held his hand for a shake. When their hands touched, their skin started to change to blue. Loki was silently horrified as he never accepted his Jotunheim self, unlike Liam, who only chuckled as he let go of his father's hand.

"Sorry, the spell always breaks when I touch other Jotunheims."

Loki's skin turned back to normal, but Liam's stayed the same, which confused not only Loki but also Frigga and Thor. So (Y/n) stepped in to explain as she wrapped her around around her son.

"Liam has control over his appearance. He can switch from Asgardian to Jotunheim."

"My Asgardian appearance is just an illusion. I will always be a Jotunheim."

Liam proclaimed proudly, having no issues with his Jotunheim appearance, unlike Loki, who gave a weary look, not knowing how he should feel.

"Liam, why don't you go and .ake sure you have everything." When her son left back to his luggage (Y/n) to Loki and gave his a warning. "The only reason I am allowing this is because Liam deserves to make his own decisions, and I'll support him through. But I'm warning you, Odinson, and to those who hear me that if ANY harm comes to my son from ANYONE or ANYTHING, I will personally make you regret your existence. Am I understood?"

"O..Of course my lov- I mean your highness." He corrected himself when he saw her frown deepen.

Before leaving, (Y/n) hugged her son goodbye before going back to the frost giant who carried and left, leaving 2 frost giant gaurds to protect the crown prince, proving further that she doesn't trust them.

"Why is the frost Giant carrying her everywhere?" Asked Thor.

"My mother can't walk long distances." Liam hesitantly explained. "Because she was in Jotunheim's cold, not properly protected her muscles and bones aren't that strong, the healer says the only reason she is still able to walk was because she kept moving."

Images of (Y/n) fighting the cold weather with their son in her arms hunted Loki, imagining all the worst ways that she might have suffered because of him, feeling dread creeping on him as his breaths quickened slowly and so did his heart rate. But hearing his son call him pulled him out before it can consume him again.

As he looked down at Liam, Loki swore that not only would he be a great father to him but also to try and win (Y/n)'s heart again so his son may get the loving family that he deserves. As they made their way to Asgard, he started thinking of all those ways that he could tempt Liam with to stay more with him and hoping it would also persuade (Y/n) to come back.

....

I couldn't sleep until I could write this. This is one of my long imagines. I hope you enjoyed it, and I'm sorry that the timeliness doesn't make sense.

#loki x reader #jotun loki x reader #loki x y/n #loki x f!reader #loki x female reader #I wrote this instead of sleeping

[lady-rose-moon]

Just being with you... || Loki || Kinktober 2022 || 18+ ||

Part of my Kinktober Masterlist that you can find ~here~

My main Masterlist can be found ~~here~~

Summary: after sneaking away from a party, you decide that the best way to celebrate is with your lover...

Warnings: 18+, Minors DNI, thigh riding

Ever since Loki moved into Avengers tower, you had been overjoyed. Having abandoned Asgard back when he fell from the Bifrost and his subsequent return a year later driving you to Midgard, you were thrilled when the year after, King Odin announced that Loki would be permitted to serve his punishment with the Avengers. 

Now, Loki was known as an Avenger! He had his own action figure, child versions of his costume and horns were all the rage, and he was demanded an interview by every radio/television/podcast company there was! The Avengers had accepted your move into the Tower because they knew, as Loki’s wife, you would be able to handle the God. 

Avengers Tower was lively, many heroes going on missions and parties raging into the night for their victories. Loki barely joined the festivities but you knew it was his insecurities that led him to cowering away in his chambers for fear that it would bother everyone that he was in attendance. 

Tonight was no different. You escaped the joyous party with a box full of treats and your hair falling from the intricate style that Natasha and Wanda had helped you put it in but you hardly cared as you took the elevator to Thor and Loki’s floor. You swiped your card to Loki’s door and stepped inside to see the lights off and you released a heavy sigh and set the snacks down on the table closest to you before heading to his office where you knew he would be.

You slowly pushed the door open and smiled when you saw your husband at his desk, his eyes locked to the screen with his green seiðr helping him write notes for his reports. Smiling, you walked further into the room and stood beside his desk, gazing at the computer screen with interest and you cooed, “you’re studying me?”

“You are my strongest Avenger, dear,” Loki returned with a smile, looking away from his computer screen to meet your eyes. “You didn’t need to leave the celebrations for me,” your husband whispered, leaning back in his chair as he smirked up at you, “I would still have been here afterwards.”

You clicked your tongue and rolled your eyes. “I had hoped that you would have been in attendance tonight, husband,” you returned, lifting the slit in your green dress just enough so that he could see that your leg held no sign of a pantie strap and his face lost its colour, “I was going to reward you.”

“Rest assured, my darling,” Loki whispered huskily, “you can still very much reward me right now with that stunning cunt. I bet she’s missed me.”

Your lips spread into a devious smirk as you approached him, your hips swaying enticingly as you kept Loki's attention. His eyes were dark with lust for you even as you mounted his powerful thigh and your hand caressed his soft check. A sharp roll of your hips caused your weeping pussy to slide against his clothed thigh, eliciting a wanton moan from your throat from the intoxicating friction between your legs. With a sharp curse, your hips continued to roll against those godly thighs and your eyes slipped closed from the unbelievable pleasure. 

"Norns, pet," Loki moaned as his hands met your hips and he guided you through your pleasure," that is my good wife. You're so brilliant, kjaere, I apologise for not coming to the party if this was to be my reward."

You smirked slyly and began to quicken your pace, moaning at the wonderful feeling of your clit being stimulated by the silken fabric of his trousers. Loki moaned eagerly beneath you, relishing in the pleasure that you were taking with his thigh. He leaned his head upwards and sealed your lips in a passionate kiss. You continued to chase the electric pleasure that shot through you each time that you fucked your husband. Even now, your pleasure was building up into an intense orgasm that you knew would rock Loki's world.

You pulled away from the kiss and released a sinful moan as your orgasm ripped through you.

"Norns," Loki moaned enthusiastically and watched as you came down from your high. The God palmed his hardened length through his pants, watching with keen interest as your breathing returned to normal. "My good girl," the God praised, "do you feel better now?"

You nodded slowly and sunk against him. You were too sensitive now but your hips continued to roll lazily, trying to chase the powerful release. Loki chuckled but whispered soothingly in your ear, "sleep, my beautiful wife, you deserve some rest after such a powerful release."

Loki's gentle caresses followed you into a peaceful sleep. You always knew that you would be perfectly safe in the arms of your husband.

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Chapter 7 - Ordeal by fire

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A/N: This took me long enough... but at least not as long as last time. Only one more Chapter + the Epilog to go. We are getting there!

Summary: Loki and you attend the Gala together, which doesn’t go unnoticed by the other avengers.

Loki, yet again, stays by your side as your anxiety tries to derail you again. 

word count: 3.514

The weeks passed quickly. After you had moved back to the Stark tower your progress in taming the raging fires inside you had come to a point where you were able to train outside the specially insulated room. Loki had broadened the training from summoning and dispersing to directing your flames towards targets and it actually was working out much better than you would’ve thought. Once you could confidently light up and extinguish your fire, learning new skills became a piece of cake. You had even learned party tricks. You could sit in the living room with Peter for hours, entertaining him by setting balls of paper ablaze as soon as he threw them up in the air. Another upside of your newfound powers was that you didn’t need to search for your lighter anymore whenever you wanted to light your candles or even heat up your coffee again when you had forgotten about it and it had sat on the table for hours already.

You had even visited your old colleagues in your lab. You hadn’t even realized how much you had missed your lab work and your studies until you were catching up with Jamie, who had been your stand-in all this time. Excitedly you two had talked for an entire afternoon about her new findings. You had even helped her during some experiments, serving as the specimen for the effects of Hydra’s drug.

Soon you found yourself in front of your calendar. You swallowed hard as you saw the date that was circled in red. Today was the day of the gala. It was supposed to be one of the most exciting days of your life. But now new doubts were bubbling up. Were you really ready to be surrounded by people again? What if you couldn’t keep your anxiousness under control?

A soft knock on the door shook you out of your worst-case scenarios.

“I found the bobby pins!” Nat held them in the air triumphantly, “Let’s get you ready for your big night!”

Loki was waiting patiently in the entrance hall, waiting for you. Nervously he tugged on the collar of his button-up. It felt as if his green tie was suffocating him.

"Brother, you look splendid tonight." Thor tried to reassure him.

"Thank you, Thor." Loki straightened his sleeves and his jacket.

"Are you alright? You look so skittish." Thor grinned at his brother impishly.

"No, I'm fine." Loki huffed.

"He's just nervous because he’s escorting Y/N to the gala." Tony chimed in, "Maybe he has finally grown some balls and will ask her out."

Loki wanted to glare at Tony just as Thor exclaimed: "Finally!" which made him glare at Thor instead.

"We're friends! She asked me to accompany her, so I will." Loki defended himself, "And even if I was to ask her to court me, it wouldn't be any of your business."

"You will chicken out anyway, Reindeer Games." Tony let himself fall onto an armchair, grabbing a random magazine from the coffee table right next to him. "I bet that you'd ask her when you two met up on the walk."

"I had bet you would have asked her even before that. Even before the accident.” Thor reminisced, “The hours you spent with her in the lab! But I guess you've become a bit rusty with the ladies."

"You two are distasteful, this is not a game." Loki scoffed.

Suddenly the elevator pinged, announcing its arrival. As the doors slid open, Nat stepped out to the side.

"Our future published science author." Nat proclaimed, pointing her arms towards you.

"Wow." the three guys hummed in unison. Loki had to tell himself to breathe again when he suddenly felt dizzy.

The long green dress you wore, that matched his tie, reached to the floor. It flowed softly over your silhouette, creating the illusion that you were floating over the floor. Your hair was braided and pinned up neatly.

"You like it?" you bit your lip abashed, swaying from foot to foot to make the fabric swing, “Nat made my hair.”

"Like doesn't even describe it, darling." Loki’s velvety timber made you blush.

"You look just as dashing yourself." you complimented him, fixing his tie nonchalantly, when you noticed your sleeve again, the black mesh didn’t fit to the elegant occasion. “The only thing that annoys me a bit about my outfit is the sleeve.”

“I could help with that.” Loki offered lowly, his hands softly taking yours. A shimmer spread up your arm until it reached the collar of your dress, leaving behind a dark green sleeve that looked like it was a part of your dress.

“That’s amazing” you looked at your arm in awe, “Thank you so much, Lo’!”

"Can we skip this or do you two need a prom picture as well?" Tony mocked as pretended to read the magazine in his hands.

"Are you just here to annoy us, Stark?" Loki rolled his eyes.

"Never." Tony gasped offended, "I'm just waiting on my driver to pick me up."

"You're coming, too?" your mouth gaped, "You never attend these things."

"Of course, I do! Also, I wouldn't want to miss seeing how you win first prize." He smiled sweetly at you, "You two love birds can join my ride if you haven't planned something different." he quickly added.

"Er..." he caught you off guard.

"I guess it wouldn't be sensible to drive separately," Loki grumbled behind you. You nodded contently and Tony lead the way.

"Loki." Natasha suddenly held on to his arm.

"Hm?" Loki stopped in his tracks.

"You could need that." She held out a handkerchief to him.

"Why?" he asked bewildered.

"In case you start drooling again." She deadpanned. Thor was having a good laugh, shaking his head amused. Loki narrowed his eyes at them, forcefully taking the handkerchief and hurried after you and Tony.

The drive to the gala was short. The closer you got, the more nervous you felt. The collar around your neck felt constricting. Loki noticed your uneasiness as you fought with the collar, he understood that feeling all too well. His hand swiftly covered your hand that rested on your legs, and he squeezed it reassuringly.

"Hey, you're going to just be fine." he tried to calm you down.

“I know.” you gulped, “But what if I’m suddenly not anymore?”

“Then I’m still by your side.” he smiled warmly at you, “Besides, we practised for the worst case. So, you don’t need to worry, ok?”

“Ok.” you nodded but the sinking feeling in your stomach wasn’t really convinced just yet.

As you entered the venue the crowd quickly encased you. You were quick to grab Loki’s hand once again, holding tightly onto him. All the different smells of perfumes and the loud chattering were overwhelming. You knew almost no one here. For a short moment, you regretted your decision to come here at all. Luckily you quickly found your assigned seats near the front of the stage and were able to acclimatize a bit further away from the tumult.

Tony was thankfully undertaking the obligation of socializing and networking while you waited patiently for the beginning of the ceremony on your assigned seat. Loki’s arm was draped around your shoulders, his fingers lazily drawing shapes onto your skin which helped you to concentrate on the sensation instead of the nervousness deep inside you.

When the lights dimmed people started to hurry to their seats. The excited chattering slowly turned into a whisper before the room finally fell into silence. After a few welcoming words of the presenter and a short speech about the history of the event the ceremony finally started.

"So with further ado I want to welcome you to the official presentation of the 'State of the Art' award.” the young well-dressed presenter exclaimed, “As every year we have received plenty of brilliant entries that were pioneers in their respective fields. In fact, we have received so many, that we struggled to pick a definite winner which resulted, for the first time in our magazine's history, in a second round of selection. Tonight, we want to honour these 5 unique minds who managed to enter this second round. Our thanks go out to our generous sponsors who make this event possible and help our gifted newcomers, who are pushing the bounds of science, to be on display for the entire world.”

Your jaw clenched tightly which you hadn’t even noticed until Loki had softly tugged you closer by your shoulder. He was still caressing your arm to ease your mind. When your gaze caught his, he reassuringly smiled at you.

“You’re going to be fine.” he hummed to you, his dashing smile making you melt into his side, your cheeks heating up for new reasons.

“Because we know that this must be a really thrilling time for our candidates, we do not want to prolong this anymore. So without further ado, we will announce the winners. The third place and receiver of the grant fund of 1.000$ is... Dr Alexi Cronos with his entry about the use of state-of-the-art drones as unmanned defence weaponry.”

“Third place?” Loki whispered into your ear over the applause, “I thought there were five of you.”

“No idea what’s even going on right now,” you mumbled back with a shrug, your heart starting to beat faster.

The applause stayed strong as  Dr Cronos walked on stage to be congratulated by the presenter with a handshake. She handed over the oversized check and posed for a quick photo before he went back to his place.

“As many of you might have realized by now, we immediately jumped to the third place… that’s because we actually have two joined second and first places. Another first time in our history.” the audience erupted into enthusiastic applause, “Because of the similar nature and topics of the articles we decided to reward all the efforts and expertise fittingly. This means that the second place with the grant fund of 1.500$ and an additional workshop meeting with Stark Industries, which was made available by none other than Tony Stark, will be received by Damon Ryder about his efforts in overlapping genetics to cure genetic disorders and Dr Koari Ikegami about the research in recovering damaged brain tissue.”

Your mouth gaped as you didn’t hear your name being called. It couldn’t be. You watched as the two others went up to get their checks and a certificate for the workshop.

“Close your mouth, your brain is getting cold.” Tony suddenly whispered into your ear as he leaned over your shoulder.

“Oh shush.” you shooed him away.

“That means, the joined first place who receives a grant fund of 2.500$ and get their scientific work published are Dr Y/N Y/L/N about her breakthrough in molecular chemistry about the prevention of infection by synthetic airborne viruses  and Dr Barbara Morse about the advancement of genetic improvements for safe use."

Once more the room burst into applause. Tony even got to his feet, letting a whistle resound through the room. Suddenly you felt taken back to graduation when your dad had cheered your name when you were called on stage. You had felt more than embarrassed back then and even now you weren't sure how you felt about it. But it made you smile to see Tony being proud of you.

“That’s where you go up to the stage.” Tony teased as he saw your gaze fixed on him.  You quickly hurried from your seat, your legs feeling like jelly whit every step you took.

It felt as if time was slowing down all of a sudden as you approached the presenter. You could hear the beating of your heart drum in your ears as you shook her hand as she kissed both your cheeks before she moved on to Dr Morse. As you were posing for the picture, you were already mentally prepared to walk back to your seat when Dr Morse suddenly walked up to the microphone for an acceptance speech. You gulped hard. No one had mentioned that you were expected to say anything.

Your cheeks were growing warm and an overwhelming surge of heat rushed into your head. You tried to think of words quickly so you could get this over with. Your throat was already closing up as you tried to swallow and the throbbing in your veins was starting to get too much - when all of a sudden a cool breeze drifted over the stage diverting your attention back to the here and now. A pleasant shudder run over your body when you felt as if an ice cube was being dragged down your spine. Your eyes quickly darted to Loki who was still sitting in his chair, his eyes fixed on you.

"You're fine, darling." his timber resounded in your brain, as he nodded at you reassuringly. You took a deep breath and mouthed a quick 'thank you' towards him.

Dr Morse had just finished her thanks and you hesitantly approached the podium. Your eyes flit over the crowd and you felt the nervousness trying to win you over again.

"Eyes on me." Loki softly ordered to which you obliged gladly.

“This is really overwhelming.” you huffed, earning a chuckle from the crowd, “First of all I want to thank Stark Industries and especially Tony Stark for supporting my research and helping me to find a new approach and a flexible perspective for my research. I also want to thank my dear friends who have supported not only my professional path but were also by my side with each step I took in my personal life. I also want to thank the ___ for giving me this opportunity to be seen in the 'big league'.

The room applauded one last time as you and Dr Morse exited the stage and the presenter wrapped up the ceremony before she initialized the dinner.

Loki welcomed you back at the table with open arms. He tightly hugged you, quickly pecking your cheek.

“I am so proud of you.” he hummed into your ear, “You deserved this.”

You smiled against his shoulder as your eyes weld up. Loki had stood by your side for every step of your journey. He had helped out during the early trial periods; he had read through your first rough draft of your article, and he was there when you had submitted the finished work. And now, after even more hardships, he stood beside you to celebrate your victory.

As the food was brought out, the chattering from before continued seamlessly. Your cheeks still felt like they were burning from all the smiling. You finally felt more at ease. The coming weeks surely wouldn't be as exciting as today had been and you weren't mad about it.

Loki and you were mingling with the others, talking about their respective article when someone tipped you onto your shoulder. You turned around to see Tony's brows creased as he peered down at his phone.

"I have to head out, J.A.R.V.I.S is talking about some kind of disturbance in my office. It's probably just Pepper searching those papers she was nagging me about earlier. Shall I call for another driver for the two of you?"

"No need Stark, we'll get home on our own." Loki waved him off.

"As long as the two of you get back in one piece." Tony shot Loki a dirty look.

"We will." you consoled him with a firm squeeze of his arm.

"All right then, see you two love birds back at the tower." he snickered. Loki and you watched Tony disappear into the crowd, not even bothering to protest this time. When Tony was out of sight, Loki gently nudged your side.

“Do you wanna ditch this party?” he hummed.

“Are you still my head again?” you grinned up at him.

The night was crisp, the cool wind being a welcomed change to the stuffed venue of the Gala. Loki was strolling next to you as you wandered through a park. His hand was gracing yours every now and then.

"What are you going to do now?" Loki asked out of the blue.

"What do you mean?" you pushed a loose strand behind your ear.

"Well, now that you're a published scientist, what will be your new challenge? Do you already have any plans?"

"I dunno." you shrugged, "I haven't thought about it yet, to be honest. I mean, on the one hand, I would love to assist Jamie with her research and continue my own. But on the other hand, I want to get out in the field again. After all Ydra Corp. is still out there, trying to hide that they're Hydra."

"And doing it badly." Loki chuckled, "They could've at least put some effort into their name."

"True... but hey, makes it easier for us." you snickered, "Also I'm still waiting to be reinstated into my active Agent role and I haven't heard from Fury about the Avengers thing either."

"I'm sure he will contact you soon." Loki smiled down at you, making your cheeks burn immediately. His sweet tone and genuine smile were something you probably would never get used to.

"And in the meantime, we just concentrate to perfect your abilities."

"That sounds good too but now that we're talking about plans..." you mused, "Didn't we have plans to celebrate my nomination a few months ago?"

"Yes... we did." Loki nodded, "It's about time that we finally fulfil our obligations then."

"We better do, before we get reprimanded for taking too long." You played along.

"How about tomorrow?” Loki asked eagerly, “Just so we don't forget about it."

"Sounds like a plan." you grinned.

“Awesome.” he smiled abashed.

You walked over a bridge that led to a small pond. The moonlight shimmered on the surface of the water, making it look like an ocean of glistening crystals. You halted at the handrails, marvelling at the sight.

"Thank you, Loki." You leaned against his shoulder.

"For what?" he looked down at you.

"For everything. For being by my side tonight and being by my side in general. I don't know if I could've made it without you."

"I'm sure you would've."

"Maybe... but I like it this way much better." you smiled coyly at him.

"I'm just happy to see you excel again and adapt to your new circumstances... not everyone can do that, you know?" he let his gaze wander over the pond.

“Though I have to be honest... one of the aspects that came with all this, I probably will never get used to.”

“And that is?” he asked intrigued.

“I hate heat. I never was that big on summertime, I've always been more of a winter person.” Loki chuckled amused and pulled you into a hug. As he pulled away slowly, his hands rested on your shoulders, struggling to get out any words for a moment.

"Dance with me." he huffed over his breath.

"What? Here?" you looked around the park.

"Yes." he snickered, "Your dress is too beautiful to not be danced in."

"But we don't have music." you tried to protest.

"I can help with that." he softly touched your temple with his index. Suddenly your head was filled with classical music. You tried to hold back a smile as you mustered him.

"Ok, one dance. But I can't promise that I won't step onto your feet."

"I think I can handle that." he cheekily remarked, taking your hand in his and twirling you around. You couldn’t help the giggle that escaped your mouth as he spun and swayed with you over the ground.

“Ooop, I’m getting dizzy,” you announced after a while, holding onto Loki for dear life. He quickly slowed down, only swaying softly from side to side. It took a while for the two of you to calm down, your giggles resounding through the night.

“You look so pretty in the moonlight." Loki's eyes gazed deep into yours. Your mouth gaped as you found yourself unable to respond. The soft breeze tussled through your hair, freeing some more from your pinned-up hairdo. Loki’s eyes darted to the free-flying strands, his hand instinctively reaching out to tug them back behind your hair. His hand lingered at the base of your neck. Your head slightly leaning back, pliant to his touch.

"Y/N-” he breathed out but before he could continue a ringing interrupted him. He gulped hard as his eyes darted to your pocket.

"I think that's yours." he grinned down at you when you hadn't pulled yourself out of the trance quite yet.

"Oh." you gasped, "Sorry."

You excused yourself to accept the call. You fumbled your phone out of your pocket, Tony's face showing up on the display.

"Everything alright in the Tower?" you greeted him.

"I have someone sitting in front of me who's dying to meet you." you could hear the grin on Tony's face. Your eyes grew big as you glanced to Loki who looked back at you expectantly.

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What if Sigyn's stories

Part 25

So many different universes, so many different possibilities. And in some loves Sigyn and their different stories. Pictures and brief information have been written about some of these possibilities.But what is her full story, we don't know. But we can spin them further in our thoughts ^^

The whole project here serves to show the possibilities and potential that Sigyn would have had within the Marvel Universe. How she could have been reintroduced, her story made new and more exciting. #JusticeForSigyn stands for creating Sigyn content because Marvel doesn't give us any.

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kiss death

Earth 5:

"Imagine kissing the love of your life and falling over dead. Yes, sounds stupid... but that's exactly what happened to me Sigyn."

Fox Sigyn by @dailylogyn

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The scandalous mix-up

Sigyn is running out of time, because if she doesn't decide on a suitable husband soon, she will be married to the next best dwarf in Nidavellir. But then her mother can find someone for Sigyn to choose. As the wife of a war, she will be able to lead a simple life without big commitments and a big stage. Everything Sigyn wants for her future life. But soon arriving in Asgard, her future husband is not there, worse, everyone thinks she is the bride for Loki Odin's youngest son.

The Trickster’s Sword story by @roruna

Even in a warrior culture, nobility have guards. Odin himself had an elite team called the Crimson Hawks. All of Queen Frigga’s ladies in waiting were training in the art of the blade as well as magic. Lady Sif and the Warriors Three weren’t assigned to guard Thor but they joined him on all his more dangerous adventures so it amounted to the same thing. Only the trickster prince, Loki, didn’t have a sword of his own.

If Asgard’s people didn’t wholly trust Loki, the feeling was entirely mutual. At first, Odin tried to assign one of his Crimson Hawks as Loki’s personal bodyguard. It was seen as a great honor that the All-Father himself would trust anyone with the well being of one of his heirs. Loki got rid of the chosen warrior easily enough. It was simply a matter of pitting the Crimson Hawk’s loyalty to Odin against his loyalty to his protectorate.

Loki snuck out of the palace with only his guard, to steal some artifact from the trolls in the southern mountains of Asgard. Odin demanded to know where Loki had gone. The Crimson Hawk betrayed Loki’s trust immediately and told the All-Father everything. He didn’t lose his position as a Crimson Hawk but he would no longer have the honor of protecting the All-Father’s son for allowing Loki to endanger himself. You can’t trust anyone who fights for honor.

Then Queen Frigga hired a mercenary and paid an eye-watering amount of gold to keep Lokialive and well. A decent disguise, a clandestine meeting in a shady tavern and offering more money to assassinate Loki was all it took to get rid of that man. You can’t trust anyone who fights for money.

Watching Thor and his companions, Loki knew what he needed in a bodyguard. Sif and the Warriors Three committed treason and discarded priceless treasures on a regular basis. So did Loki. All out of love for Thor. But since it was hard enough to get his own family and friends to feel any love for him, Loki could at least find someone who wouldn’t be motivated by honor or money.

He went to Vanaheim. Specifically, to Sessrumnir, Freya’s hall. She and her Valkyries fought at Odin’s side centuries ago. They were Asgard’s allies but they were not of Asgard. They respected Odin but they didn’t serve him. Among Valkyries he was sure to find someone who wouldn’t fight for Asgard’s honor. And hopefully, since Freya was his grandfather’s sister, there could be at least a little bit of familial affection.

Freya refused to release any of her Valkyries from her service to guard Loki. They were warriors not nursemaids, she said. She left Loki sitting in her hall, ordering her son to play host until her troublemaking guest was gone. Sigurd Iwaldison was Freya’s only son. He didn’t quite fit in Nidavellir among his dwarven brothers. He stood out several feet in fact. And he didn’t fit in with his mother and sisters any better in Vanaheim. As far as Freya was concerned, men weren’t for talking to.

“Asgard has many great warriors, your highness. Surely you didn’t need to come all this way for a personal guard,” Sigurd said.

“There are no warriors in Asgard that meet my standards,” Loki said. “I cannot trust someone who fights for honor, I’m not honorable enough for that. And I cannot trust someone who fights for wealth, I’m wealthy enough to know that.”

“So you came to Valkyries because they do not fight for wealth, nor do they care what Asgard thinks of them,” Sigurd said.

“Precisely,” Loki said and with a smirk that made Sigurd’s back sweat, he asked, “Are you a warrior too, Iwaldison?”

No self respecting dwarf wouldn’t know how to wield an ax and Freya would not have any of her children, even if he was a son, not skilled in wielding a sword. So Loki offered him the position.

“You’d be an ideal guard,” Loki said. “You have no loyalty to Asgard or Odin and your father is rich even by dwarf standards. I can trust you not to betray me for honor or money.”

“Are you sure that would be enough, your highness?” Sigurd asked.

“I suppose there is one detail I nearly overlooked,” Loki said.

Loki leaned forward until his face was only a couple of inches from Sigurd’s. He held his face with both hands and gave Sigurd his most charming smile.

“Sigurd Iwaldison, fall in love with me,” Loki ordered. That should not have worked. Sigurd swore it hadn’t worked. Even as he followed Loki back to Asgard like a puppy, he insisted that hadn’t worked. He believed himself until Loki went on another adventure with his brother, Lady Sif and the Warriors Three. Loki used magic and illusions and deception to keep his brother and their companions alive. He used every trick he had to ensure that their adventure was a success.

Thor, Sif and the Warriors Three all teased Loki for his underhanded ways. And as much as Loki wanted to act like he didn’t care about this friendly mockery, Sigurd could see when Loki let the mask slip.

Sigurd fell in love with Loki when he saw that Loki was willing to risk his life and sacrifice his own pride so that his older brother could shine like the sun. There was nothing Loki wouldn’t give for his family’s, for Asgard’s, sake.

How did no one see that?

How did Thor and Odin not realize that everything Loki did was for their sake? No one saw him. No one heard him. But Sigurd saw Loki, he watched him all the time. Sigurd heard Loki, he listened for him all the time. He was Loki’s personal guard and he loved Loki better than Loki’s own kin did. Once, in the early days of serving Loki, Sigurd was given three orders.

“These will be your standing orders,” Loki told him. “If I give you no other instructions, these orders are always in place.”

“Yes, your highness,” Sigurd said.

“Protect me,” Loki said.

“This may seem self-evident because you are my personal guard but you must keep in mind that you don’t serve Odin and you don’t serve Asgard. You work for me. So do try not to let some sense of conscience or fair play or something interfere with your duty to keep me alive and unharmed.”

“Yes, your highness. I will protect you.”

“My next order is for you to protect yourself,” Loki said. He raised his chin haughtily.

“I’m notasking you this for your sake, if you take stupid risks and get hurt or killed, you’re no good to me.”

“Yes, your highness. I will protect myself.”

“And my final order is for you to protect yourself,” he said. With a gentle smile and speaking

more softly, he said, “This time I am asking you this for your own sake. I don’t want to see you get hurt.”

“Yes, your highness,” Sigurd replied, his heart beating faster.

And then Odin declared that Thor would be crowned king.

Loki shared his concerns for Thor’s suitability as king and only Sigurd heard him. When Loki devised a plan that would surely prove that Thor was eager for any excuse to declare war with Jotunheim, only Sigurd saw Loki sneak a pair of frost giants into Asgard. He didn’t say anything when Thor demanded to go to Jotunheim to investigate. He didn’t say anything after Thor was banished and Sif and the Warriors Three became suspicious of Loki.

Sigurd didn’t object or try to stop Loki doing what he wanted and he didn’t betray his trust

because he knew it could lead to Loki’s arrest. He didn’t even voice disapproval when Loki sent the Destroyer to kill Thor, his friends and whatever mortals might get caught in the crossfire.

When Thor went after Loki to stop him using the bifrost to destroy Jotunheim, of course Sigurd went after Thor. He had to protect Loki from his brother’s wrath, however justified.

Sigurd was no match against a Thor who had proven himself worthy of wielding Mjolnir. And when Sigurd regained consciousness, the bifrost was already destroyed, Odin was awake and Loki had already let go of Gungnir. Even if his beloved lord had committed suicide, Sigurd knew who was truly to blame. Odin always favored Thor and Thor treated Loki little better than a servant. He had to avenge Loki. Sigurd Iwaldison died on the broken rainbow bridge when Gungnir impaled him.

Mobiu's secret

As tourists flock to the city, intrigued by the legend of the curse of the three sisters, bodies are found along the shore.

200 years ago, in a small coastal town, the three sisters Lorelei, Aurora and Sigyn were convicted as witches. Stones were tied to their feet and thrown into the sea.

Since then, their spirits have risen from their watery grave every summer to exact revenge on the townsfolk. They drive into the bodies of young women and lure men to their deaths.

15-year-old Sig takes care of the old lighthouse. Like many locals, she has resigned herself to the city's fate. She knows that the sea will again wash three bodies onto the shore this year. But only Sig sees what others don't see... And when Mobius shows up, she knows he has to go, but murders get worse. Mobiu's companion will become the hunted itself, and mystery will no longer remain a mystery.

curses and other disasters

When Loki abandons Sigyn, she does what any young witch would have done in her place: run a bath, mix herself a decent drink, and curse the bastard who broke her heart. Nine years later, Sigyn is still not over Loki, and when he returns to Vanaheim for the annual Fall Festival, she chooses to ignore him. Easier said than done, because Sigyn's old curse only unfolds its full effect with Loki's visit, and suddenly both their lives are in danger. Loki, so angry at Sigyn's inability to control herself as she has never really mastered her magic, curses her back causing Sigyn's appearance to transform into that of a classic witch. But in order to break both curses, Loki and Sigyn must - reluctantly at first - work together. But soon the two realize that the sparks aren't just flying... Not to mention a suppressed desire

The Mermaid and the Prince by @mistress-of-words

Sigyn, the seventh daughter of Queen Freya, dreams of the surface world and walking with the humans that live there. And when she falls for the human Prince Loki after saving him she'll find just how far she is willing to achieve her dream. But will the price be too high, and is her mother correct that humans are not to be trusted?

Based off Disney's The Little Mermaid

The search enemy of mine

Erde 77790

Three missing girls and a trail that leads far into the past... more precisely into Sigyn's own past and dangerous consequences!

By my son's life! (inspired story by the fairy tale Rumpelstilzchen) by @jonquilclegane

Once upon a time in the realm of Asgard, there lived a humble smith named Iwaldi. He toiled day and night in his workshop, creating magnificent weapons and armor for the warriors of the land. Iwaldi had a daughter named Sigyn, who possessed a gentle spirit and a kind heart. Sigyn had inherited her father's craftsmanship and spent her days helping him with his work, finding solace in the sound of hammer on metal.

Sigyn's mother, Freya, was a woman with ambitious dreams. She yearned for Sigyn to marry a prince, someone of noble birth who would elevate their family's status. Freya knew that Odin, the mighty king of Asgard, had a son of marriable age named Thor. With cunning intent, she boasted about Sigyn's beauty and talents, hoping to catch the king's attention.

Curiosity piqued, Odin summoned Freya and inquired about the young maiden. Intrigued by the prospect of a union between their families, he asked what Sigyn could do. Unbeknownst to her mother's machinations, Sigyn did not wish to marry Thor, for her heart yearned for a different path. In a moment of quick thinking, she decided to jest and said, "I can turn wheat into gold."

Odin, wise and perceptive, saw through her falsehood. Realizing that Sigyn was lying, he grew furious with the attempt to deceive him. Determined to teach her a lesson, he imprisoned Sigyn within a tall tower and declared that she would only be released when she fulfilled her claim of turning wheat into gold, or else she would face dire consequences.

Alone in the tower, Sigyn's heart sank. She knew it was an impossible task, and tears streamed down her face as she mourned her fate. Little did she know, a mysterious magician appeared before her. He was tall and enigmatic, dressed in dark robes, and emanated an air of otherworldly power. The magician offered Sigyn a lifeline, promising to turn the wheat into gold, but at a price.

"I can help you, Sigyn," the magician whispered, his voice carrying a hint of danger. "But first, you must discover my true name. Solve that riddle, and I shall grant your wish."

Sigyn's curiosity was piqued, and the magician's presence fascinated her. She agreed to his proposition, for her desire to be free from the tower was overpowering. With a wave of his hand, the magician transformed the wheat before her into glittering gold.

News of the miraculous feat reached Odin's ears, and he was delighted. Sigyn had proven her worth, and the king allowed her to marry Prince Thor. Freya's ambitions were fulfilled, and she reveled in the triumph.

Yet, Sigyn's heart remained heavy. In the solitude of her chamber, she wept, longing for a life of her choosing rather than one dictated by others. Desperate for solace, she called out to the magician, her heart full of longing. When he appeared, she confessed her true feelings.

"I do not wish to marry Prince Thor," Sigyn whispered, her voice trembling with sincerity.

The magician, intrigued by her honesty, asked her a single question. "Do you know my name?"

Sigyn's eyes met his, and without hesitation, she spoke the truth. "I know you are Loki."

A smile played upon Loki's lips, for he had found a kindred spirit in Sigyn. They were bound by their shared desire for freedom and authenticity. In that moment, love blossomed between them, and they shared a tender kiss.

Defying their predetermined fate, Sigyn and Loki fled Asgard, seeking refuge in a distant land. There, they lived in seclusion and were blessed with a son, whom they named Vali. The family found happiness in their newfound freedom, far away from the constraints of royal expectations.

However, the news of their escape reached Odin's ears, and his wrath knew no bounds. He ordered his warriors to capture Sigyn and Loki, for he could not bear the thought of his plans being defied.

As they were captured and brought before the king, Sigyn pleaded for mercy, promising Odin a secret in exchange for the freedom of her son and husband. Her voice carried a resolute determination as she revealed her bargain.

"I will tell you how to turn wheat into gold if you release my loved ones, my son, and my husband," Sigyn declared, her eyes filled with both desperation and courage.

Odin, his thirst for knowledge insatiable, agreed to her proposition. Loki and Vali were set free, while Sigyn remained captive, her life hanging by a thread. She knew she had no knowledge of turning wheat into gold, and her heart was burdened with the weight of her sacrifice.

Unable to bear the thought of her family suffering, Sigyn made a fateful decision. She chose to take her own life, believing that her sacrifice would set them free from Odin's grasp. In her final moments, she whispered a prayer for Loki to avenge her death and bring justice to the realm.

Loki, consumed by grief and rage, vowed to fulfill Sigyn's dying wish. He bided his time, plotting against Odin, fueled by a burning desire to avenge his beloved.

And so, the tale of Sigyn, the humble smith's daughter, and Loki, the enigmatic magician, became a tragic legend passed down through the ages. Their love had defied the boundaries set by fate, and their sacrifice would forever be remembered as a testament to the power of devotion and the price of freedom.

Gods murder

Due to past crimes, Loki is in captivity in Asgard. There he is mocked, especially by the guards. The guards Ragner and Ivar, who are supposed to bring Loki his meal, fail to do so in time and help themselves to the meal. Using a ruse, Loki is able to fool the two, escape from his cell, and kill Ragner and Ivar. Consumed by hate and anger, he now tried to carry out his revenge plan, which he had harbored for a long time. He plans to destroy the Yggdrasil world tree and then replace it with a world tree in his own new image. Thus he would receive power over all worlds.

To this end, after a confrontation with Odin, he aims for the earth where his son Fenrir the giant wolf and his wife Sigyn were once abducted. Fenrir should help him destroy the world tree. He believes his wife dead, as Odin had told him, since she refused to help with banishing the wolf. Odin, who tries to stop Loki, is badly injured. Thor arrives just in time to be enlightened by his father Odin about the amulet Varga. One half of the amulet is in Loki's possession, the other half is considered lost. Odin is sure that Loki can only be stopped if you have both halves of the amulet. Knowing this, Thor rushes to Earth.

On Earth, archaeologist Dr. Quinn, her best friend Dr. Foster Doctor in Astrophysics and his assistant Darcy Lewis accidentally unearthed Fenrir's prison. Thor needs the women's help to recover the second half of the amulet. After he is able to fend off the wolf's first attack, the two women assure him of all their support. But they are the only ones who want to prevent the destruction of Yggdrasil and where the second half of the amulet is, even Loki would never have dared to dream.

Part 26 is in progress ^^

Here you can find the last part

#sigyn #loki #marvel #logyn #justiceforsigyn #loki x sigyn #lokiswife #marvel comics #goddessoffidelity #goddess of victory #fanfiction #fan art #multiverse #what if sigyn #what if #sigyn stories #marvel what if #marvel movie #marvel series #norse mythology #thor movies #loki series #thor comics #loki comics

[missvelvetsstuff]

Cold Hearted

Steve Rogers x Reader, Steve Rogers x Sharon Carter, Bucky Barnes x Natasha Romanoff, Bucky X Reader x Nat

Chapter 9

Notes: This is the end. I had a hard time finishing this story because I have really enjoyed the support. More than my other works combined so feel free to check them out while you're here. I'm working on Fridays Place and the Cowgirl and the Engineer so will hopefully finish them both this week. I'm plum out of ideas at the moment so hopefully something will inspire me. I've never taken requests but am open to the idea.

Thank you, thank you, thank you for the support, love, shares and comments. They mean the world to me. Hope you enjoy

Later-

In the common room that night Tony, Sam, Carol, Val, Thor and Loki toasted Clint with Asgardian mead until none of them could see straight. Pepper,  Wanda and Vision watched from afar, sipping wine and cheering Clint on with the rest of them. Until Pepper had to ask Vision to help carry Tony back to their penthouse.

The rest of them tried to make it back to their quarters with varying degrees of success. Thor and Loki helped Clint as he was the man of the evening but Sam ran out of steam just before he reached his quarters and passed out sitting up against the wall.

Bucky and Nat pampered BB, soothing her until she was almost asleep, cleaning and bandaging the cut Sharon gave her, then the three of them curled up into bed together. BB woke up to nightmares a couple of times but her lovers were right there to soothe her back to sleep.

Steve sat in his room alone going over everything that had happened since Sharon had come to the compound and beating himself up for not catching on to her duplicity. And for neglecting to look for her after the snap. After losing to Thanos the first time and losing Bucky, again, he had been so busy blaming himself and trying to figure out how to fix things that Sharon hadn't even entered his mind. Then he met BB and was swept away by her so that he almost forgot about losing Bucky. Then they reversed the snap and he was so relieved to have fixed everything and get Bucky back that she still didn't cross his mind at all. He felt bad about what she went through, he really did but thought her revenge had gone too far.

And poor BB, like it wasn't bad enough how he broke up with her, she could have been killed tonight. His guilt and anger at himself was almost more than he could bear. He knew Sharon was right, he did everything wrong when his friends, if they even were that anymore, could have helped if only he had put his pride aside and admitted he was raped. He would have to talk to everyone in the morning if they would listen but even if they forgave him he still needed to retire and move out. He knew it would be a long time before anyone trusted him again and he would have to work extra hard for it. The only bright spot he could find was that he knew Bucky and Nat would love BB like she deserved, something he obviously wasn't able to do. He couldn't sleep and spent the night trying to figure out how to fix the mess he made while he finished packing his rooms up.

The next morning, well closer to afternoon Friday notified everyone that brunch was served and hungover Avengers slowly staggered to the dining room. Clint woke Sam up from his spot in the hallway and they leaned on each other grumbling about the lights being too bright. Bucky and Nat came in with BB in between them, both still feeling overprotective.

Once everyone except for Steve was seated the food was served and some of them tried to eat while others took the bloody mary's that were offered. They sat around the table speaking in hushed tones so as not to aggravate their hangovers.

When Steve came out he received a few nods and a couple of grunts but most of them weren't feeling very talkative.

Bucky noticed the red around his eyes and the purple underneath and smirked while putting his arm around BB possessively.

Steve approached them awkwardly and spoke softly "Good morning everyone. I just wanted to say something before I leave."

Pepper waved at the empty seats "Come have something to eat"

Steve shook his head "No, thank you Pepper." And paused "I just, I just want to tell all of you how sorry I am for everything. I've been a complete ass. I was too embarrassed to admit that Sharon raped me to do the right thing so I convinced myself that she was right and treated the people I love most in this world like shit."

He choked up a bit and looked at BB "BB, I don't have the words to tell you how sorry I am. You are the best thing that ever happened to me and I treated you so badly. I'm ashamed of how I treated you when you never deserved anything but the best. I failed you and I hope one day you will find it in your heart to forgive me."

BB got up and faced Steve "I'm sorry for what Sharon did to you, no one deserves to have their body violated like that. You're right though, you're an idiot. If you had come to me I would have helped you stop her, we would have helped you. A lot of what she said last night was true, you let your ego get the best of you. I'm not ready to forgive you today but maybe one day I will. And please get some help. See a counselor, talk to a shrink but do something to help yourself. Take care of yourself" she gave him a timid hug.

Steve looked at his best friend "Buck, man, I'm an idiot. And a jerk. I love you like a brother, you are my brother and I'm sorry for how I treated you. You were right. I hope I can fix the damage I've done."

Bucky just nodded still angry for BB but didn't want to pile on Steve.

Steve sighed "I'm going to be at my brownstone, all of you are welcome any time. I already contacted a psychologist and have an appointment next week and will mostly be around the house, staying out of trouble. I'll always be available if you need me for any major threats.

I boxed up Sharon's stuff and it's being picked up by some agents so they can see if there are any clues about the rest of the Power Brokers plans and contacts.

I really am sorry. You guys take care of each other and I hope I see you." He quickly walked away with tears streaming down his face.

Everyone sat quietly after Steve left, not sure what to say after all that.

Sam smiled "At least we know our Steve is still in there somewhere. Maybe in time he'll come back to us." Then he groaned because the effort to think and speak was too much for his head.

One Year Later-

BB could barely contain her excitement, all the drama and stress over the last year forgotten as Wanda helped her prepare for the ceremony. There was a fullness in her heart and a smile on her face. She wore a simple ivory dress with flowers in her hair. BB and Wanda waited in Tony's cabin for her music to start.

Pepper had decorated the lawn with flowers and a few chairs while a large flower covered arch was at the dock of the lake. Bucky and Nat were by the arch talking softly to each other while classical music softly played in the background.

The guests were all settling down and Carol stepped up to the arch. She signaled for the background music to end and the music BB had selected for her procession started "Somewhere Over the Rainbow".

Wanda gently nudged BB "It's time. Let's go start your life" she kissed BB on the cheek and offered her arm as they left the cabin and walked down the aisle to the loves of her life who were waiting at the end.

Carol performed a Kree commitment ceremony as none of the religions or governments on Earth allowed for more than two partners. When the newly married partners walked down the aisle they were all happier than they ever imagined being and the small group of guests were applauding and cheering.

During the reception, which had many more guests than the ceremony because Tony didn't know how to throw a small party, everyone danced and drank. While BB, Nat and Bucky took a break from dancing they were approached by someone they hadn't seen in a year.

Steve smiled at his old friends and congratulated them with a large gift. He was alone, having spent the last year trying to heal himself, reflecting on everything he had been through and doing volunteer work. He missed them all terribly but had stayed away to allow them to heal. There was still a sadness and missing piece but he was glad BB was happy and loved. There was also hope that maybe he could repair the friendships that he damaged so badly last year.

Maybe this could be a fresh start for all of them.

The End

@bigphattygyal

@vicmc624

#steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x you #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers x sharon carter #bucky x natasha x reader(past) #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #james bucky barnes #james bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x natasha romanoff x reader #bucky barnes x natasha romanoff #angst #angst with a happy ending #cheating #cold hearted

[aenariasbookshelf]

you say you want (me) (part six of ?)

title: you say you want (me) (part six of ?)

author: Aenaria

rating: G

Weekly prompt: Catch up week for the @darcylewisbingohq - Ancient Times and Antiquities Week

Characters: Darcy Lewis, Steve Rogers, Thor, Jane

tags/warnings: Darcy/Steve, soulmate AU

Summary: In a world where having a soulmate mark is the norm for most people, Darcy Lewis is one of the rare few unmarked people. Of course, this doesn’t stop her from finding the right partner. 

Previous parts can be found here: https://www.tumblr.com/aenariasbookshelf/717951969679032320

*

“Jane, come on, you have to go!”

“Nope.” Jane can’t meet her eyes as she speaks, so Darcy’s unsure if she’s just offering up an excuse to get out of the Stark sponsored fundraiser or is actually so entrenched in science that nothing else matters. “There’s a celestial event that night that I’ll need to get readings on.”

“A celestial event? Really?”

“Yes.” Jane waves a hand. “You go, represent us. Go as Thor’s date for the night.”

“I hate fancy fundraisers.”

“So do I, but one of us has to go, and it’s not going to be me.”

*

The fundraiser’s down in the city, at a museum filled with antiquities and people who are rich enough to probably be able to keep all of these artifacts hidden away in private collections, which serves to make Darcy feel supremely uncomfortable. Still, it is fun to arrive at the party on Thor’s arm while wearing a slinky evening gown.

(Steve gives her an appreciative look and a wink from across the room. They’re not ready for their relationship to be that public yet, exposed to the critical eyes of the paparazzi and the rest of the world, so for tonight they’ll have to be content with longing glances. Until later, at least, when he’ll be stripping this slinky gown off of her.)

Still though…this isn’t Darcy’s world, and she feels it in every bone of her body. It’s a fight to not mouth off to the people that Thor’s trying to schmooze for charitable donations - they should use their excessive money to help people without needing to be hardcore convinced to do so by a goddamn alien prince she firmly believes. So eventually, she wanders off into the halls of antiquities, preferring the quiet of the objects to soothe the grumpiness that’s taken up in her mind.

The one object that really catches her eye is a decoration that was from atop a shared tomb, possibly Mesopotamian or Sumerian although the curators make a specific note to say that they are unclear of exactly which culture it came from, a stone plaque showing entwined hands, and each hand has half of a stylized sun design on it. The hands are joined together so that the halves of the sun become a seamless whole.

“‘Believed to be one of the oldest depictions of shared soulmate marks’,” Darcy reads off of the card attached to the plinth. She gives the plaque a pursed lip, unamused look, because it seems like everything in her life these days leads back to soulmate issues and just how much importance civilization seems to put on them.

“It is a funny thing, is it not?” Thor says from somewhere behind her, “this whole importance of finding your one and only.”

“You’re telling me,” Darcy concedes with a tilt of her head, as Thor comes up to stand next to her, joining her in staring at the stone plaque. 

Thor sips at the cut crystal tumbler in his hand, which is no doubt enhanced with Asgardian liquor from the flask that he always carries to these events. Darcy can’t blame him for that, because she could use some enhancement herself right now. “It seems to be a very Earthbound conceit as well. I can’t think of any other realm that has the concept of soulmates.”

“So I’d fit in perfectly on Vanaheim then.” She nods, crossing her arms over her chest. “Maybe I can say I’m an alien next time anyone asks why I don’t have a soulmate.”

“That is an option. Or you could just say that the relationship you choose and put the effort into making work is just as valid as being predestined to have a soulmate. I think your Captain would agree with that too,” Thor finishes with a flourish, raising his glass to his lips as he gives Darcy a smirk.

She grins back. “Yeah, he would.” 

A thought flashes across Darcy’s mind, and she turns to Thor with confusion in her eyes. “Hold up a second though - you were born with a soulmark too, the one you share with Jane. But earthlings are the only ones who believe in soulmates?”

Thor flushes slightly, the blush coloring his cheeks right above his beard. “Yes, well…until I met Jane everyone thought I just had a rather amusing birthmark.”

Darcy bursts out laughing, the joyful sound echoing throughout the gallery.

#fic #my fic #darcy lewis #thor #steve rogers #jane foster #darcy x steve #shieldshock #darcy lewis bingo #mcu

[thebibliomancer]

What If? Vol. 2 #4

This is probably the iconic What If? cover because I’ve seen this specific picture all over the place

What If… the Alien Costume had Possessed Spider-Man?

As opposed to? Because I thought it had?

The chosen title doesn’t quite convey the idea of the issue.

In the original events, Spider-Man feels rundown because the costume has been taking him on late night excursions. He has Reed check out the costume, who realizes it’s a living alien being. The costume is separated from Spider-Man for study but escapes and rebonds with him until he uses a big church bell to force it away. Spider-Man passes out and almost gets belled to death but the symbiote saves him at the cost of its own life.

Until it was retconned to have survived and bonded with Eddie Brock to become Venom.

Comics, amirite?

In this What If? Spider-Man gets the notion to have the costume checked out sooner but Reed isn’t available. He takes it to Curt Conners who doesn’t find anything unusual about it because he’s not a good scientist.

Peter eventually does take the costume to Reed but several days later than he would have. And it’s become so bonded to Peter in those additional days (compared to the much longer time he’s been wearing it since Secret Wars) that Reed can’t sonic it off Peter.

So the What If? is What If uh all that?

I see why the issue has the title it does. It’s hard to convey in a short way.

What If… Spider-Man Wore the Alien Costume Longer?

Yeah, let’s go with that.

Reed puts Spider-Man in a giant terrarium and brings in Dr Strange but neither science or magic can pry the ooze off of him.

Then he busts out and escapes and eludes any attempt at finding him.

Black Cat (who was dating Spider-Man at this time) gets pissed at Reed for not finding him fast enough and spite robs from the rich to give to the poor.

Pretty cool of her but the comic paints it as a shameful act that foreshadows other bad decisions she’ll make.

Not cool, the narration.

Other events that would have happened originally happen so because of Nightmare, Hulk is rampaging around mindlessly and Dr Strange is going to banish him to the crossroad of dimensions.

But Symbiote-Man jumps in, ditches Peter, and possesses the mindless Hulk.

Peter is left artificially aged, drained of all vitality by the symbiote and then abandoned for a new partner.

Hm. This What If? changes the symbiote from a clingy ex to the creep who keeps getting new trophy wives as soon as one ages.

Peter manages to put together some scientific research on the symbiote before he dies of being super old now. Reed uses those notes and his own research to create a symbiote tracker and a super science gun that can kill even a Venomed Hulk.

Not that we’re calling it Venom officially but it’s easier to type.

Out of concern for Banner and the thought that the symbiote may not be actively malicious, Reed decides to use the science gun only as a last resort.

But Venom tricks and takes Thor to replace a wrung out Banner.

Venom Thor flipped a coin between looking cool and dumb and it landed on its side. My brain is baffled. I can’t decide whether I like or hate it.

He definitely shouldn’t be able to wield Mjolnir though.

Venom retreats into the tunnels underneath Mount Rushmore to finish possessing Thor.

Reed still refuses to use the super science gun since it may kill Thor and calls in the biggest sonic attack in the setting.

He gets the job done but geez. You couldn’t have lured Venom someplace else so you didn’t blow up a sacred mountain?

With the symbiote stunned and helpless, Dr Strange prepares to banish it to the crossroads dimension where it won’t be able to hurt anyone.

Which is when Black Cat swoops in to say nuh uh.

She had her own subplot where she became increasingly frustrated with the heroes and filled with vengeance-y thoughts when Peter died.

To get revenge, she vowed to serve Kingpin for the rest of her life. In exchange, Kingpin provided her with a bootleg super science gun so she could kill the ooze that killed her Spider.

Revenge is bad or whatever.

This is definitely one of those What Ifs that jams hard on the “everything is worse forever” buttons.

And it changes a lot of how Venom operates and behaves to do it, which is frustrating to me.

The symbiote bonding so securely to Peter that a sonic gun won’t peel him off isn’t reflected in most of how it’s portrayed with Eddie.

And that’s a fair comparison since Venom Hulk takes on the familiar early Venom look.

The symbiote doesn’t typically drain hosts so quickly and throw them away. It’s whole thing is wanting a long-term host.

And despite an ambiguous moment where Venom claims possessing Hulk made it aware that what it’s doing was wrong and that it just wants to live in peace, it was just an attempt to trick Thor.

It’s just evil ooze in this story. Trading up to stronger and stronger hosts and slurping out their vitality.

When it usually is portrayed as having complex, if not always healthy, emotions about various things.

And it all builds to a bitter ending where Black Cat sells her soul to the Kingpin to kill Venom when the thing was already defeated.

If this was a story ABOUT her, that’d be one thing. But while she had a couple of scenes throughout, this was somehow more of a Reed Richards story. Butting his head against a difficult problem, trying not to resort to killing, finally coming up with a solution. And then Black Cat shows up and kills the thing anyway.

I don’t much care for this one.

The point of divergence isn’t obvious and it takes too many liberties in pursuit of a forced Bad End.

#What If? #the comic #spider man #venom

[the-broken-truth]

Hi! I just had another idea!!

Imagine a moment similar to when Sif confronts Thor about Odin’s negligence and Thor decides to kill Atreus.

In that moment, Sif tells Thor that they can’t let Atreus/Loki get closer to his children, but suddenly Kratos appear and tells them that they are gonna take Björn and Revna away from them. Of course Thrúd and Thor gets ready to fight but Björn doesn’t want to any of them to fight and just get out of there, but Kratos pushes harshly the Great Bear away and the boy falls and hit his head against a rock.

Angrily Thor and Thrúd begins the fight and Thor request Sif to take Björn away from there. Sif does that and she ran off with her son, of course Kratos and Atreus wanted to chase them but Thrúd and Thor stops them,

Later Björn wakes up screaming “AH! THRÚD, FATHER CAREFUL!!!” but when he realizes he’s at home and in that moment Thor and Thrúd appears a bit bloodied but saying that they just didn’t killed or got killed is because Odin stopped all the mess.

Broken Truth (Reads the ask): When Thor tried to kill Atreus, they were in Niflheim when Sif appeared and started talking to Thor about Odin and Loki. I'll have Björn come and Thrud come with her and talk to Thor when Kratos appears with the Bifrost Gateway. Now, let the words weave together.

[Location: Niflheim - After Finding The Mask Fragment]

"No! Leave him alone, I command it." Odin said as he held his hand up to stop the Valkyries from taking another step toward the Jotunn.

"You said no more Aesir blood would be spilled. You said family comes first. You don't think this is retribution for him being here? He's put your granddaughter in danger. He's made your son miserable. You know what he's done to your grandson and that he's hellbent on getting him back; you can't let that happen to Björn after everything he's done." Sif said as she gestured to Björn and Thrud, who was glaring at Loki, who was looking at The Great Bear with obsession in his eyes.

"Loki didn't kill Heimdall - his father did. Your daughter is old enough to make her own mistakes and your husband started drinking again all on his own. And one more thing - I don't care about this 'Blood Contract' that was done, this bear cub is not Aesir, nor is he my grandson. Dismissed!" Odin demanded as he walked over to the Valkyries.

Sif was silent as the All-Father walked away from her after he dismissed her concerns in order to speak to Mist and Hrist - The Valkyrie Sisters that accompanied her in order to arrest Loki for the death of Heimdall caused by the Ghost of Sparta even though the All-Father swore that there would be no more Aesir Bloodshed but his words played back in her head. She looked at her son, who looked at the All-Father with a hurt expression on his face; after all this time of serving the All-Father and being bound to him by blood, he still didn't consider the Bear Cub as his grandson. Björn looked to the frozen ground as Thrud walked over to him and placed her hand on his shoulder, making him look at her.

"You're still my brother." Thrud said as she hugged Björn, who hugged her back much to Loki's displeasure. Sif looked at Thor, who stood off to the side when his father arrived and walked over to him.

"Can't you see what's happening? He's not protecting us." Sif placed her hand on his husband's chest, "Magni. Modi. Our Boys... We used to tell them stories by the fire, do you remember? We would carve those wooden horses. We would play and laugh until the sun sank and they fell asleep in our laps. They were thrown at the All-Father's Problems like brittle knives to a mountain face. And for what? They were able to share their blood with someone they considered a brother and we love him like a son - Björn, our little bear cub. He's been through so much because of Loki and his father and he came to us. If this keeps up, He, Revna, or Thrud could be next. I don't want to lose another son or my daughters."

Thor said nothing as he slowly took Sif's smaller hand into his own and gently kissed her knuckles before he glared at Loki with his icy blue eyes. He was about to pull Mjolnir from his holster when another hand touched his, he looked at saw Björn and Thrud standing beside him - his whole family was there for him.

"Father... Please. No more fighting right now. Losing Lord Heimdall was enough and I don't want you to get hurt. The All-Father will get his mask and I'll help him see through the rift, then maybe he'll see me as his Grandson but if you attack Loki, something bad will happen. I know it." Björn begged with his eyes, Thor nodded and removed his hand from his hammer when the sound of stone gathering got everyone's attention.

A pile of rocks stood up and took the form of a doorway before a light shone through the threshold and a familiar figure walked through. The familiar marking on the man's body caused Björn's breath to get caught in his throat.

"The Ghost." Björn whispered.

"What are you doing here, Father?" Loki asked as he walked over to him with the ask in hand but Kratos just looked at Björn who shivered in fear and hid behind Thor, who took his hammer into his hand and Thrud pulled out her swords in defense position.

"Boy." Kratos called to Björn but the boy didn't move, "Come to your father, Boy. You've been with the Aesir long enough."

"No. The Aesir are my family now, I'll never come back to you or your son, Ghost of Sparta." Björn said but fear was in his words.

"You will. You and the girl will come back to us and I shall make sure you never leave the house again." The Ghost said as he pulled his Axe from his back and Loki placed the Mask on his hip and pulled his bow out with an arrow.

Björn walked from behind Thor and stood in between the two Groups with his arms out.

"No. No more fighting. It doesn't have to be like this. Loki and his father will leave and we won't have to see them again. Give me the mask, Loki." Björn said but as soon as he turned his head to face Loki and his Father, an ashy grey hand was mashed in his face and pushed him with great force, sending him flying until his head collided with the icy wall, making him blackout as his body slumped to the ground.

"Björn!" Sif said as she ran over to her son and placed his hand on his head, instantly pulling away when something wet touched her hand, it was blood. Björn's Blood.

"Sif, get our son out of here!" Thor yelled as he charged at Kratos who clashed his axe with Mjolnir. Sif called the ravens to teleport away but Loki was running at her, but Thrud got in his way, allowing Sif to get away with her injured son in her hands.

[Unknown Amount of Time Later]

“AH! THRÚD, FATHER CAREFUL!!!” Björn called out as he jumped up and held his arm out but his hand touched nothing - in fact, he wasn't in Niflheim anymore. He was in his room in Asgard. There was a bandage on his head and he looked around when the door opened, Thor along with Thrud walked in with bandages of their own.

"Father! Thrud! What happened to you?" Björn asked as he got out of bed and walked over to them.

"You took a blow to the head and you're worried about us, Little Bear Cub? How kind of you" Thrud smiled at her brother. "But to answer your question, Father fought with the Ghost again and I fought against Loki but they got away when the All-Father got in between our battle. Loki managed to get away with the mask though."

"Damn, I was hoping there was no need for a battle. Sorry, Father, Thrud." Björn looked at the ground but Thor's hand on his shoulder made him look up at him.

"It wasn't your fault, Björn. I know that you were still scared of the host and I didn't expect you to get over that fear just yet but with more training, I know that you will get through this. We'll help you." Thor smiled at his son as Björn hugged his father and Thrud joined in just to be there for her brother - she knew Björn was n fear for his life when he saw Kratos again and she was going to help her brother get over that fear soon.

#god of war ragnarok #the might bear au #male reader/björn #thor #sif #thrud #kratos #atreus #odin

[nat-20s]

Tagged by @marklikely to post the top 9 movies I've seen recently! I actually haven't watched that many movies lately so I'm just posting the nine most recent movies I saw in general, going from worst to best with some commentary/summary

9- 1up. A movie from fucking BUZZFEED STUDIOS about gamer girls. I quit about ten minutes in when they had a "triggered" joke. PAINFUL to watch not even bad in a fun way

8- The Book of Love- a romcom about a man who wrote a boring ass book and his translator that made it a steamy romance novel in spanish. It is neither romantic nor comedic. The main character is so DEEPLY DEEPLY unlikable. It's basically a worse version of another movie on this list (off the menu). Also by buzzfeed studios who let buzzfeed make movies

7. Thor: Love and Thunder- a sequel to Thor Ragnarok that isn't even half as charming imo. No more getting excited for Disney produced movies we have evolved past being excited for Disney movies

6. Harold and the Search For Happiness - a psychiatrist realizes he's too emotionally stunted to help his clients. Goes traveling around the world to find what takes people happy. If was okay but I spent most of it playing Hades on my laptop while it was in the background

5.- Marry Me- a romcom starring Owen Wilson and Jennifer Lopez. She's a pop star who finds out her fiancee is cheating in her on her wedding night, so she married some random guy in the crowd. It's a pretty middle of the road romcom, and the "celebrity who falls for someone who's barely familiar with their work" formula I think is done better in Notting Hill, The Decoy Bride, and Music and Lyrics. Enjoyable enough

4.Off the Menu- another romcom! This one is about a guy who's dad is the president of Fake Taco Bell and he sucks. He gets assigned to go find new recipes for Fake Taco Bell and is sent to New Mexico, where he finds a small restaurant that serves AMAZING food. I can't really accurately rate how good this movie is because I would watch Santino Fontana in ANYTHING. Manages to pull of the unlikable protagonist who grows as a person MUCH better than in book of love. Also I'm a sucker for a fun scheming little kid and this movie has a fun one. It's not the best romcom I've ever seen but it's a worthwhile watch

3. Frequency- oh hey we've made it to the movies I actually think are good! Frequency is about a man who's able to communicate to his late father from 30 years ago through a ham radio. They have to solve a serial killer murder mystery together! VERY TENSE and very good!!! Also, in this movie from 1999, Andre Braugher plays a New York City cop, which is obviously very different from what he's most well known for now- a new York City cop.

2. To Wong Foo, Thanks for Everything,Julie Newmar- three NYC drag queens go on a road trip to try and go for a drag competition in Hollywood. They get lost and their car breaks down, getting them stuck in a small deep south town. I know the term iconic queer cinema gets thrown around a lot but like. This really is iconic queer cinema. I like to think that it's in the same universe as The Birdcage, especially bc Robin Williams shows up for a bit part. Absolutely a love letter to drag and camp written by people who obviously had been a part of that community. Fair warning this movie deals with themes of homophobia, transphobia, racism, and sexual and physical abuse, but there's a 100% happy ending, and most of the bad things are simply feared rather than happen. Highly recommend!!! (Also in a similarish vein I'd recommend best little whorehouse in Texas)

And at Number 1:

Everything, everywhere, all at once- my summary and review is just: GO SEE THIS MOVIE!!!!! FUCK!!!

Tagging uhhh @queenofcryptiids @atomicelixir @friendswithghosts and @harry-trumans-dishwasher

#that u for tagging me i would have done this sooner but i hadnt watched nine movies lately lol

[satorugojowidow]

I've seen this as an unpopular opinion but I think Gege's treatment of Kamo, which is considered a running gag, is not good writing. It's the style of joke everyone has come to expect from MCU where you cut off serious scenes with a dumb joke. Kamo's mom could have a been an useful, emotional scene, but "running gag" was more of a priority. Jujutsu Kaisen lacks true emotional beats in my opinion and no, only two or three moments between characters he doesn't want to even touch don't really count. I'd argue that even Satosugu don't have enough in canon and without shippers us overanalyzing and other members of the whole production adding little details they'd barely have anything to stand on.

well, i can agree with it because those guys (the katana and the sumo) were like the goats of thor love and thunder. Maki's growth should be more related to her own growth in the battlefield, not a sudden realization because some idiot says something. There should be some mutual understanding from them regarding their moms since it seems like both mothers shared similar circumstances but made different decisions and still had things in common. And Naoya's disgusting comment regarding Mai was the hint in my opinion. Both mother were born as Zenin and Kamo, forced to serve the male members of their clan even sexually, one as wife the other as mistress. If we understand Kamo’s mom like someone who escaped, we can understand her more and if Noritoshi understands her like this he will be able to understand that their mother didn’t just abandon him. On the other hand, we can understand why Maki’s mom was on the side of the clan until she had a breaking point and killed Naoya. Because she was a victim all this time. I believe Maki’s mom has some similarities to Alicent (hotd) as both only find a way to survive internalizing and representing the system that oppressed them. They aren’t just misogynist women, they are a form of oppressed women. 

But it is hard to spot all this with all those characters being a joke of themselves around, and Naoya being a huge vagina like some joke. It's like the things are there but poorly elaborate.

#ask adari #jjk reply

[puckwritesstuff]

What if... Sylvie met Disaster Evaded AU! Vali?

I still don't know what Sylvie's arc is going to be for next season, but I think I have an idea as to where her headspace is at.

Thank you for the ask!

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The Tempad was broken. There was no arguing that. Sylvie hit it against her leg a few times as she sat on a stone looking out over Asgard. She had about an hour before Surtur was going to explode out of the palace and destroy the entirety of Asgard. If she didn’t get the Tempad fixed, she was going to die there, like so many Asgardians had before her. She opened up the back of it and looked over the wiring and chips to see if there was something she recognized as broken. Her magic wisped in, red as blood, and hit a live wire.

There was an explosion of red and it just as quickly dissipated. Sylvie looked around. She was still on Asgard, or at least it seemed as though she were. The things she knew about the hour before Ragnarok weren’t there, though. She stood, looking out at Asgard, at the home she’d never seen. A vague memory of her mother— not the one she’d run from, not the one who had taken Nari from her— came back, of her describing the golden towers of the palace, the grand buildings of the city. She’d seen them, when she had come to Ragnarok before, but had never given herself permission to look at them. There was no time, she would say. Once she’d found Nari, she stopped coming. She couldn’t let him feel the same things she did.

She checked the Tempad. No Variance Energy was being registered, so that was something. Perhaps she might have a moment…

She put on as many spells to hide herself as she knew. She found it surprisingly easy to sneak into the palace. She vaguely recognized some people from home. They seemed younger and less sad. She even managed to spot Thor— how long had it been since she’d seen her uncle? But that was not the hardest thing she watched.

Nari walked down the hall. Followed by someone who looked exactly like her.

Well, not exactly like her. She was younger, and looked like she was the same age as Nari. The two were talking, and Sylvie followed to listen.

“He’s not going to react well regardless,” Nari said.

“I know that,” the other her said. “But that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t figure out what to say.”

“He wants you to be happy,” Nari said. “Go in, be firm, and show that you are unwavering in your conviction. He won’t be able to argue with you, especially not in front of Mother.”

Sylvie paused, and almost lost them because of it. They were talking about their father. She rushed after them to pick up the conversation again.

“So what do you think?” the other her asked.

“About what?” Nari asked.

“About me being a Valkyrie,” the other her said.

“I think you’re crazy, but that’s for other reasons,” Nari said.

“Nari, seriously!” she said, stopping.

Nari stopped with her, sighing.

“I’m not going to pretend I don’t know what’s approaching,” he said. “But I would ask if there’s any other way, than taking yourself from us.”

The other her smiled. “This isn’t about that.”

“Váli, you can’t tell me that—”

“You think I can’t separate my destiny from my desire to serve in Asgard’s defense,” Váli said. “That by choosing this, I am distancing myself from that which would fulfill one and fail the other. But this is… I knew when I earned my shield that it was not enough.”

“I know,” Nari said. “You’ve always been that, I can’t argue against it. But I don’t want you to think you have to leave so that you don’t lose me.”

Sylvie looked away. They were talking about the curse. Even here, where everything seemed like it was perfect, she was still cursed.

“I need some time,” Váli said. “Before I go and speak with them.”

“You’ll be fine,” Nari said. “Just make sure Mother’s there.”

“Oh, of course,” she said. “I’m not an idiot.”

Nari left, but Sylvie followed the other her back to a bedroom. Sylvie recognized certain things from her childhood. The other her paced in front of her bed.

“Father, I’m… no, I should… I’ve come to say something, not to ask…”

Sylvie removed her spells and stepped forward.

“Ask what?” she said.

Váli jumped, summoning a dagger.

“What is this?” she asked.

“I’m…” Sylvie shook her head. “You wouldn’t believe me.”

“You will leave, now, or you will not take another breath,” she said.

“I think you’ll find yourself well matched,” Sylvie said. “In any case, I’m not here to hurt you.”

“Why should I believe you?” Váli asked.

“Because if I wanted you dead and I managed to get into your room undetected, why show myself now?” Sylvie asked.

Váli paused. “I suppose that’s fair. So, what do you want?”

“Are you happy?” Sylvie asked. “Do you get to have a life that’s… I don’t know.”

“I do,” Váli said. “It’s not without—”

“Of course,” Sylvie said.

“But it’s, you know, good,” Váli said. “I’m a warrior of Asgard. I have a family that I would protect with my life.”

Sylvie nodded. This was what she wanted, right? The chance for people to be happy? To live the lives they choose? But she couldn’t shake the hole in her chest that just sunk lower and lower.

“Good,” Sylvie said. “That’s good.”

“Are you from the future?” Váli asked.

“Something like that,” Sylvie said, pulling out her tempad. Whatever happened seemed to have fixed it.

“Does Nari make it?” Váli asked.

Sylvie paused. That was it.

“Yes,” Sylvie said. “As long as you keep your head. But when you’re not with him… You miss him just as much. Hold onto him, as tight as you can.”

“He won’t object?” Váli asked. “I don’t want to grip so hard that he…”

“He has Mother’s loyalty,” Sylvie said. “He’ll stay by you no matter what.”

Váli nodded.

“Thank you,” she said.

Sylvie opened up a time door and stepped through.

#prompt #fanfiction #sylvie #vali #nari #sigyn #logyn #loki x sigyn #Love Duty and Glorious Purpose fic #LDGP Main Timeline #LDGP Disaster Averted AU

[thenexusofsouls]

“Why did they exile us from Asgard, Mother?” Thor murmured to Freya. She was shivering in the cold, and the furs she wore did little to cover her dark hair. Many would’ve called her a sorry sight, especially for being so young - she couldn’t have been any older than fifteen or sixteen, certainly. “And is Sir Basch truly going to care for us?”

{I think you said someone like Eric and Freya would work well as a ship, so maybe Basch and Freya could work? I thought it’d be interesting to acknowledge the significance of Freya sharing a name with the Norse love goddess in one of these threads, hehe}

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{ DID I say that?! I wonder what the context was, because I can’t imagine Eric and Freya working in a ship. She thinks of him as one of her “children,” and he... pretty much hates her. But I guess... hmm. In an AU with no Sara in which they’re closer in age and Eric meets her before she goes all Evil Homicidal Ice Queen... maybe? Basch and Freya might work before she goes all evil too, but after... I don’t see Basch being able to love someone who does the sorts of things she does.

But now here you’re taking Freya out of her source material completely and just going with what her name means, so that... changes... her whole character. If she has Thor for a daughter then maybe she doesn’t even go evil? But then I’m not sure how Basch gets to them? Because he’s from a completely different world entirely. Haha, you keep coming up with all these wild AUs and I feel like I’m just not creative enough to keep up with them because my brain is just like... but wait how does this even happen? XD

I do have an AU that crosses FFXII with Freya’s world in that her ice kingdom is kindof... in northern Ivalice. And the land isn’t very valuable and no one really wants to mess with her so she’s largely unaffected by the war. But in this AU, Dalmasca is conquered while Ashe is an infant and Basch smuggles her out for her safety after her father is killed. He goes north, to the one place the Archadians aren’t interested in, and basically begs Freya to shelter Ashe there. She agrees and takes Ashe as her own child while Basch becomes one of her guardsmen. In this AU I don’t really have her do the turning-children-into-huntsmen thing, only because I couldn’t make that fit in with the rest of Ivalice’s whole situation. But yeah, he just starts serving Freya to stay close to Ashe because he feels like he owes that to her father.

But maybe in this AU he’s just... someone sworn to protect Freya and Thor? That could work as far as shipping them, although... Basch is not going to be the one to make the first move on royalty that’s above him, but we’ll see, heh. }

“To keep us safe, dear one,” Freya said. Perhaps that was a lie with regard to reasoning but there was no doubt that they were safer here than at home, at least for now. “Of course he will. He is a good man and one to be trusted. He will not let us come to any harm.” She smiled, reaching over to adjust Thor’s furs to cover her neck and ears a bit better. “In time we shall make a home here. You’ll see.”

#muse: freya #submission

[invisible-hand]

Another Monstrous May prompt fill from last year! This one was for "monster under the bed" and is a kid Sylvie and her Thor ficlet.

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Something was amiss in Thor’s chambers. He’d discovered his door ajar upon returning from his afternoon history lesson, and felt with a tingle on the back of his neck that there was someone waiting inside.

“Hello?” He called through the crack, but no one answered, so he shoved it the rest of the way open and crossed the threshold with his fists held ready. 

He glanced around, noticing a few things appeared to be knocked over and out of place. But by who? And why? A muffled snuffling sound pricked Thor’s ears in the quiet. He paced closer to the bed, and the sound grew louder, and louder still when he crouched down. He dropped onto his hands and knees, and peered under the bed. 

He almost startled at the face staring back at him from the thin space. The face was deep blue in color, the skin decorated with ornate ridges, and the red on red eyes seemed to glow in the darkness. The creature’s expression pinched into a sob, and a fresh set of tears followed the tracks already lining her face. Thor matched posture, laying down on his side with his arm serving as a pillow, so the face was no longer sideways, but upright to his eyes. 

“I think I’ve gotten a bit old for hide and seek, sister,” He said.

Sylvie gave a wet sounding laugh and managed a wan smile, and he was all at once glad that he’d suppressed his surprise at her ancestral appearance; it was not the first but the second time he’d seen it, after all. The first had been a terrible day, decades earlier, when she had been dangerously sick with a fever too high for her physiology to handle. Mother and Eir enchanted an ice bath so cold it burned Thor’s hand when he touched it, and so he screamed bloody murder when they went to submerge her in it. He knew she was a Frost Giant, but fear overrode logic in his young mind, and he had to be restrained by Odin as she was being lowered in.

But after only a moment in the icy liquid her skin had flushed a deep azure, her terrible shivering ceased, and she’d been able to truly rest for the first time in days, Frigga holding her head to make sure it didn’t slip below the surface in her sleep. “Sister looks weird but pretty,” he recalled saying, while stroking her long, dark hair. 

She looked no less so now, if a bit disconcerting when found hunkering under his bed.

“What happened,” Thor coaxed. 

Sylvie freed one arm enough to wipe at her nose with her sleeve. “I wanted to show off to the other kids in my botany class today, so–don’t lecture me–I tried to perform a revealing spell for them. It turned back on me and…and it revealed what is under father’s enchantment.” She rushed through the last part, stumbling over her words.

“And what happened next?” Thor scooted a few inches closer and offered his hand, palm up. She took it. Tears welled in Sylvie’s crimson eyes once more. 

“They c-called me a m-m-monster,” She sobbed. “I ran right here, because people kept staring at me.”

When looking for safety, she’d come to her big brother’s room. Thor squeezed her chilly blue fingers. “Want me to punch anyone in the nose?” 

Sylvie laughed. “No, they’re too little compared to you, it wouldn’t be right. And I’ll get them later, I’ll put snakes in their shoes.” 

“As long as no snakes are harmed in the process. Are you ready to come out? You can stay in my room as long as you like, this is a safe to be blue space.” 

Sylvie offered her other hand, and he took it and dragged her out from her hiding place. Her tunic and leggings were rumpled and dusty. 

“If you want you can rest here with me a bit, and then I’ll go get mother to turn you back, so you don’t have to walk anywhere else like this if you don’t want to.”

She nodded and sniffed, so Thor kicked his boots off and climbed onto the bed, seating himself with his back against the headboard. Sylvie crawled in after him, and laid down with her small head in his lap. 

“I can tell you a story, how about the Midgardian one about the bird women who lure sailors to their deaths.”

“They’re called sirens, and I’m too old for stories, but sure.”

“No one is too old for stories, Sylv,” Thor said, and proceeded to tell it with as many embellishments as possible, making sure that the sailors of the Midgardian seas were the villains, pirates invading the siren’s lands, and the sirens weren’t monsters but people defending their home. He stroked her hair all the while, until her breaths were long and even with sleep. He carefully relocated her head to a pillow, and pulled his boots back on. 

“If you’re a monster, you’re my little monster,” Thor whispered, then slipped out into the hallway to go find their mother.

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#sylvie #thor #sylvie and thor #odinsibs #monstrous may #ficlet #sylvie laufeydottir #jotun sylvie

[bongotramp5]

Marble Tiles - Develop Wonderful Floors In Your

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#Tạc tượng đá

[thran-duils]

Learn Her Place

Title: Learn Her Place Summary:  Fem!Omega!Reader x Alpha!Tony Stark x Alpha!Steve Rogers x Alpha!Bucky Barnes. The reader works for S.H.I.E.L.D. and is on suppressants. In this universe, we obviously are working with multiple Alphas being able to share an Omega. The reader has had sex before but it has been with Betas. She is very distracting to the Alphas and they’re tired of not being able to focus on their work, so they decide to make sure her suppressants no longer work and she is where they think she belongs. Without the suppressants, the reader succumbs to her hormones very quickly. Words: 4,894 Warnings (for the fic in entirety): Non-con, ABO dynamics, smut, breeding, brief mention of infidelity, multiple partners, angst. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! Author’s Note: Kudos to whoever picks up on the movie line reference

Masterpost

Steve hated it.

Watching her come back from one-night stands with Betas and not feel any remorse about it.

She was an Omega and was granted freedom by the suppressants given to her. She was wasting her fertile cycles away on frivolous orgasms with random strangers. She was able to infiltrate regular society, mainly hide herself away into the crowd. It was not foolproof though.

There was still something there during what her cycle should be. If one did not know she was Omega, they would not attribute the feeling of arousal to her. But he – along with every other high ranking agent – knew she was and it was that much easier to pinpoint it. He could pick up on it and it made him clench his fists every time she was in close proximity, her infiltrating all his senses. He saw the other Alphas in the room tense too at those times, having a difficult time focusing on the mission briefs with her sitting so close. And one of those times was right the hell now. Tony was staring at her abashedly across the table, his fingers at his lips, his jaw clenched. His stare could be excused, he was an intense person. Bucky, next to Steve, chewed on his cheeks while he tried avoiding looking over at her.

It was selfish.

And foolish because the suppressants only did so much, and they acted like it was a solve all. S.H.I.E.L.D was trying so hard to be inclusive and it was only serving to bring down focus and morale when all they wanted to do was mount one of their team members who was acting above her Omega rank.

She had raised her hand and was answering a question. She was smart, there was no doubt about that. She had worked really hard to get up to this level and she continued to go above and beyond.

But…

Steve’s eyes raked down her clavicle to where the top of her breasts were exposed above her shirt. She most certainly had a push up on. His thoughts trailed to what they looked like bare. How they would look at different angles… when she was riding him, below him, from the side… all the different positions he could get her in. His favorite: cradled in his arms, his hand on her round stomach…

He snapped to attention when Wanda literally snapped her fingers in front of his face. He had been spacing out.

“You alright?” she snorted.

“Yeah, fine,” he said rubbing the back of his neck. He gathered up his file and got up from the table without another word, walking towards the door.

He spotted her down the hall, speaking with Thor. Thor was enthralled, looking at whatever she was showing him in her file. He was a huge teddy bear, just like Bruce.

Steve caught sight of Tony and Bucky coming to stand next to him, their eyes fixated on her too down the hallway.

“Anyone else not catch a single thing that was said in that meeting?” Bucky half joked.

“She’s distracting,” Steve snapped in hushed tones. “How do they not notice the affect she has? Has no one said anything?”

“Oh, I’ve already brought it up,” Tony told Steve and Bucky, rolling his eyes. “They’re marking it up to me not being able to ‘control myself’ and shaming me for it.” He added scornfully, “Were you forced to watch that goddamn video—”

“Where they were described as ‘delicate flowers’? Yeah, I did. And was that supposed to make us feel any better about thinking about them being put in harm’s way?” Bucky muttered, shaking his head. “They shouldn’t be putting her out in the field. Here in the office is one thing. But they shouldn’t be putting any position outside. They’re too susceptible to persuasion.”

Tony said, “That’s why it’s supposed to be secret about their Omega status.”

“I don’t like them out there,” Bucky repeated. “Not just for them but for the rest of our safety too.”

Thor was so close to her, laughing at whatever she had said. He was not affected at all. Steve ground his teeth watching that in front of him. She was comfortable around him, her hand coming to rest on his arm. He felt jealously scratching away at his insides, knowing she was in a cycle.

“It’s gonna drive me insane if I don’t leave,” Tony grated, tearing his eyes away from her to focus on the other two. “You going to the party tomorrow?”

“Yeah,” Bucky and Steve said in unison, still staring down the hall.

Tony snorted, “Who the hell planned it on a Thursday, anyhow? Don’t get too worked up if she takes a random person home. I for one won’t be there to witness that. That is unless…” He pulled a syringe out of his pocket, holding it up and Bucky swiped it in the blink of an eye, making it disappear again. Tony threw him a wry smile and said, “I think it’s about time. Don’t hesitate too long now since she’s just gone into the cycle. It’ll take a day or two though to work, remember! And don’t let Banner catch you with that.”

He clapped Bucky on the shoulder before turning on his heel, leaving the other two Alphas to stew.

<><><>

Bucky and Steve walked into the loud club, finding everyone in disarray already in the VIP area. They had been on last minute mission and had returned late and the party was already well underway. The upper space of the club was packed of S.H.I.E.L.D agents at all varying stages of intoxication. Some had set up tables to play poker – something normally illegal in clubs but no one was bothering them – as well as varying card games.

Of course both of their attention was drawn in towards Y/N. Clint was laughing at the fact she had walked back from up the stairs with a sandwich shoved halfway in her mouth. “Y/N! The food is on the way! You remember? That we ordered?”

“But I’m hungry now,” she whined, her mouth full. “And Wanda asked for half of it!”

“You’re such a baby,” Clint laughed barely keeping it together.

Wanda was in stitches, her head thrown back against her chair. Vision was laughing in tandem with Wanda, following her movement. She only laughed harder when Y/N held out the untouched part of the sandwich that was supposed to be for her.

“Thank you,” Wanda said, taking deep breaths as she tried to stifle her laughter.

Natasha appeared at Bucky and Steve’s sides, raising her eyebrows. “They are drunk,” Natasha hissed at them over the music.

And she smirked then, an unfamiliar kind of smirk. And Steve cocked his head.

“Are you drunk?”

She shrugged sheepishly which was all the answer they needed.

You grasped onto Steve’s arm, startling him. “Have you guys done shots yet?”

Steve’s eyes flicked down to her hand only for a moment and he could feel every press of her hand into his bicep. He looked back up at her and told her, “I can’t get drunk, Y/N.”

“Oh, right,” she said looking immediately pitying of him. She rubbed his arm excessively in her drunk state and he stiffened, his jaw clicking. “I’m sorry. I forgot!” She laughed, noticing how stiff he was and poked him in the chest. “You need to loosen up, Steve.”

“I’ll try,” he said forcing a smile.

“You too, Bucky,” she commented eyeing his stoic expression. She touched the side of his face and he inhaled sharply. She giggled at the response and said, “Maybe you’ll feel better after a drink? You can get drunk right?”

Before he could respond, her attention was drawn elsewhere by Wanda. As soon as she was gone, Steve let out a frustrated sigh and Bucky mirrored his state.

“She’s not taking care of herself,” Bucky murmured, shaking his head. “Anyone could take her home. Anyone!”

“Yeah, well, we’ll make sure that doesn’t happen,” Steve returned firmly. Bucky frowned and Steve rolled his eyes, “You can have some drinks. I’ll just be the sober eyes.”

“Thanks for that leeway, but this has gone on long enough hasn’t it?” Bucky asked.

“It has,” Steve exhaled heavily. Y/N was holding Clint’s hand as they danced their way down the staircase from the VIP section, away from where him and Bucky were standing.

Steve was close to her all night, especially on the dance floor. At one point, he grabbed a female Alpha who had started grinding on Y/N and yanked her away. The other Alpha had started to get buck until she realized who exactly she was trying to fight. He was not a hard man to mistake, not with all the press conferences and his mere presence on top of that. She gritted her teeth before leaving seeing his icy stare, taking the hint. Y/N was oblivious, dancing to the techno music, hands in the air still with Clint and Wanda.

Y/N fanned herself and her hands came to the hem of her shirt. Steve’s eyes almost bugged out of his head as she began to tear it off. Steve was at her side immediately, grabbing the shirt before she could remove it completely, yanking it back down.

She focused in on him, confused, and he demanded inches from her face, “What are you doing?”

“It’s hot,” she yelled at him over the music, as if that was a reasonable explanation for her behavior. He imagined all the eyes on her now, his blood pumping in his ears.

Steve shook his head and grasped her arm, pulling her through the crowd.

“Steve!” he heard Clint call from behind him, but it went ignored.

Bucky knew when Steve walked by with Y/N it was time. He got up, following Steve’s movement away from the VIP section towards a more isolated part of the club. Y/N was asking Steve where he was taking her before Bucky snuck up and administered the shot before Y/N could even react to his presence.

She began to ask, “What the hell…” but her eyes were already drooping.

Steve caught her before her knees gave out from beneath her. She was conscious but she was far past coherent. She groaned in his arms and he picked her up, hushing her.

“Wish I could have gotten even two drinks in before that,” Bucky said, eyes searching the club. He looked towards the hall and said, “Should try to take her out a back way or…?”

“She was reckless,” Steve grumbled in his ear as she slumped into his side. “Let’s take her home. She shouldn’t remember any of this. But no, let’s take her back by so everyone can see how ‘drunk’ she is.”

“Right, good idea,” Bucky agreed.

<><><>

Tony walked in, seeing Y/N at the break room table already, at 7:00am. But, her head was resting on her forearms, a large cup of coffee next to her. He looked over his shoulder, seeing people were walking by in the hallway. Slowly, he closed the door, the handle clicking into place when it was fully closed. She did not stir, and he cocked his head. She must really be out.

He tapped her shoulder and she grumbled, sitting back uncomfortably. She was squinting at him and recognized him, before rubbing at her eyes.

“You alright?” he asked, feigning concern.

“Yeah, just… not feeling great,” she told him.

Hungover. Every clue of it clear as day to everyone else. But Tony was not everyone else. He knew this was not a withdrawal from alcohol but another drug entirely. Her body was correcting itself from that nasty medication, right at the height of her heat.

“You should be drinking water instead of coffee,” Tony told her, his Alpha peaking in his tone.

It was an easy way to worm himself in. He was not supposed to do this – but they had also not been supposed to administer that drug without her consent –, it was against protocol. But he just had to know. He had to see if she would respond.

Simultaneously to his surprise and not, she made eye contact with him. He saw… doe eyes. She quickly averted her gaze and looked at her cup.

“You’re right,” she told him.

Tony watched her with arousal as she got up and tossed the coffee in the sink. She went towards the fridge, but Tony was already there, opening it up to grab a water bottle for her.

“Let me,” he told her, and she stopped, looking at him patiently as he held it out to her.

She took it from him, taking a drink. “Thanks. I… I really don’t feel great.”

Tony pointed at her and said, “You probably need oxygen. And a lot of water.”

“Oxygen?”

“Clears a hangover pretty quickly.”

“Oh, I’m not—” she began to stammer, and he could not help his lip twitching in amusement at her looking embarrassed.

Tony chuckled, “It’s alright. The party was last night. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

Y/N looked unsure if she should relax or not for a few moments before she relented, nodding. “Yeah, what idiot decided tequila shots was the way to start off the night?”

“Probably the same idiot who planned it to be on a Thursday.”

“Thirsty Thursday,” she mumbled, taking another drink.

“Thirsty Thursday,” Tony agreed lightly. “Eat something too. Something healthy. Fruit, maybe.” She grumbled in response but nodded as she sat back down at the table. She swiped an apple from the center of the table and took a large bite. Tony watched her for a few more seconds, anticipation nipping at his heels before he parted with, “Feel better.”

He needed to tell Bucky and Steve she should be ready by tonight if she was already reacting to him like that.

<><><>

Y/N was the last one in her office, the other two had gone home already. She looked up at Tony walking into the office, carrying a bag. Her stomach growled at the smell coming from the bag, her eyes falling to it. Tony only stalled for a moment, the smell of her coming to him. She was tumbling fast, she looked flushed.

Tony approached her desk, a friendly glint in his eye. “Ah, you are still here. Here, we ordered some food. I always go for greasy at some point after drinking and I’m sure it’ll help.” She looked past him to where Bucky and Steve were in the hallway.

“You didn’t have to do that,” Y/N told him timidly.

Tony loved the sight: she was tying to avoid direct eye contact, speaking in soft tones.

“Just thought we’d be nice.”

“Thank you.” She would not grab it from him. “Today has been… I don’t know. I can’t focus. I need to finish this before I leave. I just… I don’t feel great,” she said her voice getting smaller as her eyes were dragged back to her computer screen.

Tony ordered, “Press save and close the laptop. Eat.” He placed the bag on her desk. “It’ll help.”

He turned to leave, and she blurted, “Where are you going?”

Tony came to a stop, his gaze locked with Steve and Bucky, his back to her. To them, he gave them a sly, knowing smile that only lasted a few seconds before he turned back to her.

“I mean, you don’t have to leave and go eat somewhere else if you already have your food too. You don’t want it to get cold. I promise I’m not throwing up or anything. I just feel off. Like a headache… a little hot.”

She wanted them to stay, that was obvious. She needed something from them and even if she could not figure out what it was just yet, her body was telling her they were needed.

“Sure,” Tony chirped. “If it won’t bother you.”

She shook her head and he started walking back towards the desk beside hers. His suit jacket came off, and he swung it around the back of the chair. Steve and Bucky had come into the room as well, purposely leaving the door open. Bucky sat across from Y/N, his eyes following her movements as she opened the bag Tony had placed in front of her. He watched the way her hands shook ever so slightly, her tongue running across her bottom lip as she opened the container of food.

Y/N made a satisfied sound as she tasted it. “God, thank you. This is delicious. I needed it. I feel… shaky.”

The three of them around her was making it difficult for her to focus though. She kept stealing glances at them, being met with blatant stares back as they slowly ate. Steve adjusted, trying to hide his length that was starting to grow at her being so damn close and smelling so damn good.

Tony spilled some on the desk and said, “Shit!”

Before she could offer he was leaning over her, reaching across the grab a kleenex from the other side of her desk. He heard her inhale and he forced himself to not react, sitting back down, dabbing at the food he had spilled. His jaw was clenched; he should not have done that because now he was working himself up quickly.

The three of them noticed her chewing slowed to a stop and her eyes moved between the three of them. Something was starting to click… the tense silence in the room getting under her skin. The off feeling no doubt growing ever stronger.

Swallowing, she cleared her throat. Her voice was higher pitched than normal, “Do you guys want a cookie? To go with it for after, I mean? I… there’s some over here.”

She pushed her chair back quickly and moved away from her desk. Along the wall, she fumbled with the drawers, looking for these mysterious cookies. She was getting squirrelly, nervous, like she wanted some air. They could all sense it and they wanted to get ahead of her stressing out while they could. All three were out of their seats: Bucky strode across the room away from her, closing the door while Tony and Steve came closer towards her.

Y/N turned around startled at them all having moved so quickly, holding a handful of fortune cookies. Bucky leaned against the doorframe, staring directly back at her. She gave a small laugh, “Are people still working out there? Were we being too loud, do you think?”

Tony and Steve said nothing and her smile faltered, a frown growing. “Can…Can I just… get by,” she said trying to skirt around them but each time, one of them blocked her way. She tried to brush it off, holding the cookie out. “Do you just want it now?”

She asked, so innocently. Sweetly. Steve shuddered at it. She could not hide her true nature even in her tone. And the phrasing, the three of them smirked.

Bucky was still by the door, leaning against the frame. He popped a chocolate in his mouth, watching the scene unfold.

“Well, I would really like to get eat—” She said, trying again to break through their rank and being unsuccessful. She frowned visibly now, worry lines showing up on her face. She chuckled nervously, “Did I do something wrong?”

Steve noticed the spiral coming. He could hear the increase in her heartrate. She knew she was surrounded by Alphas and was growing uncomfortable. Especially since she was alone, it was late, and they were encroaching. His hand came up to slap over her mouth and she yelled frightened, the sound muffled. He pulled her away from the counter, dragging her back towards the third desk. Tony was ready, grabbing her arms and twisting them behind her back, slipping the retractable cuffs around her wrists. The cookies tumbled to the floor and he paid them no mind, stepping on them as he passed her to Steve solely. Her arms were bound at the small of her back and she fell face first against the table. All three of them were growing hard at the sight.

As soon as Steve removed his hand she began to scream, and he clamped back down.

“Omega,” Steve purred in her ear and she whimpered behind his hand. He laced his tone, his Alpha rumbling, “You’re going to be quiet aren’t you?” She said nothing, her chest just rapidly moving up and down. “Omega… are you gonna be quiet? Nod for me if you are gonna be good.” She nodded frantically against his hand and he slowly removed it.

Tearfully, she said, “Can you let me go?”

“Oh, no. No, we can’t, beautiful,” Steve said, his finger running down her exposed neck, causing her to squirm. He pulled away, turning his attention to Tony.

“But… I… I didn’t do anything wrong,” she tried to plead, looking at Bucky across the desk to where he was standing at the door. “I followed all the rules. I—” Tony’s hands lifted up underneath her dress and she let out a choked noise, craning her neck to look back at him. “Alpha, please!”

Tony audibly groaned at her slipping up and giving in to calling him by his title. He yanked her leggings and underwear down to her ankles. He freed himself from his slacks and his fingers pressed at her pussy. She buried her face in the desk, trying to squeeze her legs together.

“Oh, come now. None of that,” Tony ordered, and she loosened. His fingers pressed in, stroking her slowly. She was already wet, probably had been for the better part of the day. It is why the three of them had stayed away, they could have lost control before now and ruined it all otherwise.

“You’re not being punished, Omega,” he told her. “Rewarded actually…” She whimpered and he cooed as he continued stroking her gently, “Oh, sweetpea… beautiful Omega. You’re going to be just fine. You’re in the perfect hands. You feel sick for a reason and we are going to help you.”

The more he spoke, the more he watched her body relax against his hand and his tone. The smell of her was driving him insane – he could only imagine Steve and Bucky not being able to touch her at all. He should not stall for long, wouldn’t want to start a fight.

“You’re going to feel so much better,” Tony promised as she tried to push back on his fingers, and he bit his lip at the sight. His fingers were gone, and she let out a disappointed noise. Tony rubbed his cock up and down her ass, slowly. “God, this is gonna feel so fucking good.”

Tony’s head pressed in and she gasped, adjusting to his width. He gave a strangled laugh, relishing in how tight her walls were. She was squirming beneath him and he gave her a rapt smack on the ass.

“I know you haven’t had an Alpha cock before but relax, Omega,” Tony ordered gruffly.

“It’s too much,” she said pitifully.

“You’ll adjust. You’ll adjust,” Tony moaned, pressing in further. “You’ll be able to take all of me. All of us. It’s what you were built for.”

Bucky was becoming shifty, chewing on his thumb nail, his eyes boring into Y/N. He had stepped away from the door, coming closer to where she was. His dick was outlined in his jeans but he had refrained from releasing himself just yet. Steve on the other hand had taken his cock out and was stroking himself, needing some type of contact. Both of their eyes were blown wide.

“Oh. Tony,” Bucky said, aroused. “You would love this sight.”

Y/N’s eyes were glazed over as Tony thrusts grew deeper and quicker. Looking the perfect example of a subservient Omega, impaled on an Alpha’s cock.

“I love the feeling,” Tony choked back, holding tight to her wrists to drive himself deeper.

Soon, they came tumbling down. Tony came with loud grunts, emptying inside of her and he left a claim mark on her shoulder. Tony only took a moment to kiss at her neck, whispering something sweet into her ear before he backed off. His pants were buttoned back up and he collapsed in one of the chairs, his eyes falling on her.

Steve wasted no time coming behind her and entering her with ease. She whimpered at the intrusion, still so sensitive. His thrusts were unbridled, worked up into a frenzy. Y/N’s hips bounced off the desk.

“Alpha,” she whined.

“You’re okay, you’re okay,” Steve panted, his fingers digging into the skin at her hips. “You feel so goddamn good, Omega. You’re doing so well. So, so well. Everything I dreamed.”

The room was filled with skin slapping skin and the aroused moans leaving Y/N.

“Alpha,” she whined again, and Steve groaned, knowing she was getting close. He could feel her clenching around him.

And when she did, shaking and whimpering, Steve thrusted quickly as she tightened. He finished with a shout unable to help himself, coating her walls. He left another distinct claim bite at the base of her neck. His fingers traced it gently before he noticed Bucky standing there.

“You know, for an Alpha. Buck, you sure as hell are patient,” Steve joked.

Bucky gave a curt smirk before shoving Steve out of the way. Steve held his hands up in surrender, turning away and letting Bucky have his way with her. Y/N was doing so well still, behaving and letting Bucky rut her into the desk without pushback. Bucky had been right, Tony thought to himself. He loved that look in her eyes. She was lost to her arousal.

“P-p-please, alpha,” she begged moments before she cried out again.

Bucky grunted loudly, his thrusts becoming more erratic, chasing his high. He shook as he emptied himself and went to the opposite shoulder to leave another claim mark. She was exhausted, breathing heavily having not one but three Alphas imprinting themselves on her and using her.

The door opened and all three of them froze, Bucky still buried in Y/N, his large hands at her hips.

Clint was standing there, his mouth fallen open in disbelief at the scene. There were a few seconds of suspended shock before he asked them disgusted, “You couldn’t even lock it?”

“Didn’t think about it,” Tony admitted.

“You? You didn’t think? That’s rich,” Clint spat back at him. He noticed Y/N was handcuffed and realization dawned on him. He glared daggers at the three of them and snapped, “You’re going to get sidelined for this!”

“No, I don’t think so. More like chewed out… I’ve been chewed out before,” Steve said. Impatiently he added, “Now, will you close the damn door?”

His request went ignored by Clint, who pressed on furiously, “No, seriously. You guys know that right? Compromising an agent like this! Especially one they’re trying to keep up because they’re in such big demand to even out the ranks! She’s only going to respond to your Alpha commands now! That compromises her!”

“And why is anyone complaining about that? She should be answering to her superiors,” Tony remarked, watching her intently. She was so lost, trying to figure out what was going on. She had no purpose without feeling a cock being driven into her when she was this worked up into her heat. Tony almost felt bad for her…

“Barton, are you going to let Barnes pull out so we can untie her or what? She’s got to be getting sore by now. Wouldn’t want to hurt our ‘delicate flower’.” Clint stood his ground and Tony lost his humor, snapping, “Get the fuck out, Barton. It’s already been done. Now. Before I lose my goddamn temper.”

Clint’s jaw was clenched as he turned away from the three Alphas, slamming the door behind him so loudly it shook the wall.

“Speaking of that,” Bucky said, clearing his throat. He leaned in, catching her attention. “Darling… do you want Alpha to finish inside you?” She nodded fervently and Bucky grunted in response, rutting against her backside even as he pulled away from her. He pulled her up and she stood on shaky legs. In her ear, he asked, “Do you want to always be finished inside of?” She nodded again, biting her bottom lip. “Hmm… you want to please us? That’s what I thought. So. How about after you take in that feeling of that warm seed inside you, you go up to the director and tell her you want to resign? Tell her you wanna be a good little housewife for us? How does that sound?”

“Okay,” she agreed.

Steve’s fingers pressed her cheeks in, pressing her lips out and he smiled. “You wanna be an asset to the team in your best way. Such a team player.” He shot Tony a look at the end of the desk, an aroused gleam in his eye. “I’m sure we can get you a proper collar.”

“I’ve already got it built. I’ve been waiting for her to learn her place.” Tony then added, “But she can’t live with me. Pepper will kill me.”

“I’ve got it,” Steve said.

Steve rubbed her stomach and said, “Regardless, she’s gonna be serving her real purpose soon.”

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