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psychospore · 1 year

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Private Tutor

Sorry lovelies! I've been really busy and sick for some time but here's a quick Sunday smut for y'all.

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Pairing: Prince!Loki x BratPrincess!OC

Warnings: smut, 18+, minors DNI, borderline incest - not really they're not biological and they didn't grow together, sex - p on v , m receiving, f receiving, brat!oc

Technically, you are Thor's biological younger sister. Loki is your adoptive brother that Odin took in before you were born. Since birth, you were raised away from Asgard and along with the witches your mother entrusted you with. Their constant praises and doting evidently turned you into a brat. Now that you've come of age, you return to Asgard and an unwanted sexual tension builds up between you and Loki with your constant bickering.

"Your highness, I told the princess that she was not allowed in your room but she was persistent" the guards trailed behind Loki as he walked hurriedly to his room. It was evening and he had just arrived from his princely duties. He was already exhausted and now he is fuming.

He tried best not to get attracted to you but the more you show your bratty side, the more it compels him to dominate over you.

He wants to pin you down and make you beg for release as he kiss your lips raw, the same lips that continually spew insults and commands to everyone.

Before you entered you commanded all the guards to leave. They might paint the wrong picture if you ended up screaming to that brat. Undeniably, a pang of excitement hit you as you came to the realization that you are in his room.

He took a deep breath as he opened the door. A waft of your scent hits his nostrils right away. He saw you in your thin nighties barely covering anything, reading a spell book face down in his bed. Your soft skin glistened against the light of his room.

He saw your thick cotton robe lying on the floor and he picked it up, "what are you doing in my room?" He asked, scanning you up and down.

"I got bored. I heard you got a lot of spell books here so I invited myself," you smugly answered.

Loki's patience was running thin but he tried to keep is composure, "you could just bring the book to your room to read,"

"that won't be fun. Besides, is it so bad that I want to spend some time with my other brother while Thor is away?" You teasingly responded, shifting you position to sit on the edge of the bed.

"y/n, please spare me the teasing for tonight. I am exhausted. You could read here for a while but once I'm out of my bath I want you out as well."

You pout as Loki heads to the bath, ignoring your teasing. In reality, Loki had to release himself after seeing you there in his bed. He was laying in the bath, the warm water relaxing his aching muscles. Only the dim flickering lights to accompany him in the large bath.

He threw his head back as he palms himself to the thought of you. Slow and steady strokes as he imagines you coming undone to his cock. He knows it's wrong but he can't help himself.

He was barely awake and did not notice you strip and slowly joined him to the bath. You noticed he was stroking himself as he murmurs your name.

You flicked his hand away and replaced it both of your own to stroke his cock. He was enormous and you wondered if that could ever fit you. Loki was moaning - was he dreaming?

You were looking at him and his face seemed calm, his arms were outstretched on either side of the bath. You were still admiring his sharp features against the flickering light when you felt a sharp tug against your hair guiding you straight to his cock underwater.

You almost gagged, realizing that you are balls deep on your brother's cock. He bobs your head up and down as he bucks his hips in response. You flailed under the water and Loki released your hair so you could face him properly.

Your hair was a mess and your breasts were peeking from the water, "what in Hel was that?" you complained.

"I believe I told you to stay in the room, and yet here you are - hungry for your own brother's cock"

"I heard you say my name as you stroke yourself. Father won't be so pleased to hear that you're lusting over your sister"

"Should we recall how you commanded the guards to let you in my room in your thin night gown? Or how you followed me here in my personal bath alone, dear sister? I don't think Allfather would be pleased to hear that too"

You bit your lower lip in frustration. "You suck as an older brother" as you slumped beside him pouting.

"I do " he purrs in your ear as he moves closer behind you, his erect cock grazing your bare ass. "But now that you're here, I'd like to make this fun for both of us - a bonding moment"

He proceeds to lightly circle your clit with his right hand and play with your breast with his left. You let out a pathetic whimper when he started kissing the crook of your neck too.

"should I keep going, princess?" He asked as he stopped all his movement.

"Don't stop" you whined.

Your legs were starting to get shaky but Loki lifts your body up to sit you on the edge of the bath. He marvels as he spreads your legs in front of him. "Stop staring at it too much, it's embarrassing" your face was red.

"I'll stare at it and worship it as much as I want, princess" before you can complain, Loki moves to lick your folds, a jolt of electricity running throughout your body as his nose comes in contact with your aching clit. You were already sopping wet as he inserted two of his fingers inside. "My, my - you're already so warm and wet. So needy"

"Stop teasing me - aaahhh" complains falling to deaf ears as your whole body rocked while he pistoned his fingers inside you. You grabbed Loki closer as your toes curled up to an orgasmic release. Loki helped you ride out the wave as your whole body shuddered.

He guided you to his throbbing member. Using both hands to stroke and your plump lips to suck him out. Your eyes watered from taking in his huge cock but he seemed to enjoy the pleasure he's getting from you. You were sex-drunk at this point to complain.

You go deeper and deeper into him as he bucks his hips against your face. "What a pretty princess you are - so filthy for me" he moans as he shoots his loads into your mouth which you swallowed until the last drop.

He flips you over so he could take you from behind, your arms grab the edge of the bath to support you. He teasingly rubs his cock to your folds and you try to buck your ass back so you can feel him.

He gives it to you - slowly pushing inside you as you adjust to his size. Your walls clenching him in. He thrusted out, only leaving the tip inside before thrusting back inside. Building the speed overtime - your moans and groans echoed inside the bath.

Not satisfied, Loki lifts one of your legs up to grind deeper into you. Your whole body was shaking and it was so good. You felt another wave of orgasm creeping up and before you could warn Loki, it flooded inside you. Your warm release coated Loki's member which triggered his own climax soon after. White seed shoot out to your back as he pulls out just in time.

You were both sweaty, and panting for breath.

"Maybe I should visit your room often now" you moaned

"Definitely not. Stop being a brat, y/n" Loki answered.

"Being a brat led me to having sex with my brother so I think I'll keep on being one. Consider this a private tutoring and no one will bat an eye once they know I'm learning from the best magic casters in Asgard" you beamed.

"This is not happening again. I think we both should forget this"

"I don't think so, I love you Loki" you seductively teased him and you felt his growing member as you fiddle it on your fingers. You close in to kiss him passionately as you straddle on top of him.

"Such a brat" he breathily responds.

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mara-tevith-solo · 1 year

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Sing a Little Song For Me

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Part 3 of the drabble set, still in no particular order

Warnings: Capture, Canon levels of violence, threats to an animal even though the animal can and will body people, threats of bodily harm, Quaritch is still a warning, mentions of past violence

Pairing: Colonel Miles Quaritch x Na’vi/Avatar named reader/oc Still no true descriptors

Rating: 18+

Words: 2.3k+

"Toruk Makto!" A voice called out as I circled over the Seadragon, calling my attention to the figure who was standing on the main deck and waving for my attention. A human-dressed Na'vi figure, more accurately.

"What?" I called back, letting Thor swoop low but fast, not wanting either of us to get shot.

"Boss wants a word!" The man yelled back before we were high up again, turning to make another pass "Says it's important!"

"Who's your boss?" I called just before Thor was going high again, taking us out of range as we circled around the whole ship.

"You'll just have to come see!"

"What if I just leave? Nothing is stopping me from just flying away!"

"If you try it, we'll shoot a tracker in your bird and hunt you down!" I frowned at the impossible situation, knowing that he wasn't bluffing, and them hunting me down meant that I'd be in way more trouble than I was in that moment. A man hunt meant collateral damage.

I frowned as I stared at the man wordlessly, making Thor circle higher, not swooping down to exchange words "Jake." I pressed into the radio around my neck, hoping that he could still hear me.

"Ani? What is it?" He asked, already alarmed since I was using names instead of codes.

"I'm being captured by the Recoms. They've got a ship, and it's crawling with soldiers."

"Where are you? We'll come get you." I could already hear him moving, imagining the alarm he was raising with the others.

"No, it'll only end badly." I frowned up at the open sky, closing my eyes so that I didn't get blinded "There's no way out of this for me, Jake. I just wanted to give you a heads up of what's on the way. Figured I could do that at least." I admitted softly.

"Sister, just tell me where you are, and I'll come get you." His voice cracked as he begged for the information.

"Love you, little brother. Give a kiss to the kids for me. Iron Sky going dark." I opened my eyes as I looked back down at the ship, at the Recom who was still standing patiently on the deck, arms crossed over his chest, a sniper standing beside him already sighted in.

"No! Ani! Just te--" I took off the radio and the ear piece, throwing them into the ocean before letting Thor get closer to the ship.

"If I come in, will y'all shoot us?" I asked on autopilot, my eyes fixed on the sniper like she was a poorly camouflaged viper.

"No! Scout's honor!"

"Fine, I'm coming in!" Thor hated the idea to his very core, pulling away from our circling so that he could get a good angle at the main deck, slowing at the last second with powerful wingbeats and a mighty roar, letting me stand on his shoulders as he set down carefully, playing up the wild beast belief the humans had of his kind with more roaring. I stood on his shoulders for a few moments longer, looking over the twitchy soldiers and the bald Recom who was waiting patiently with an amused smile on his face. I was slow to jump from his shoulders, landing lightly before disconnecting our kuru and letting him fly away with another bone rattling roar. "So, now what?" I asked while taking my bow off my back and handing it to him as carefully as possible so that no one got cut by the arrowheads.

"Now," He appraised the bow with reverence before handing it off the a soldier who carried it like it was simultaneously made of glass and a bomb "I cuff you to ensure crew safety. Knife please." I handed it to him hilt first without complaint, even handing him the small one I kept on my left calf before offering my wrists. I growled darkly at the approaching humans as the Recom cuffed me with quick movements, his grip careful like he was ordered to not hurt me, though he did chuckle softly as sailors jumped away from us quickly. I flashed a toothy grin as I dropped my ears back, leaning into the rumors that I was batshit crazy "Come on, cupcake. Time to see the Colonel." He shook his head at my antics but his smile remained, even as he took me by the bicep and began leading me up tight stairwells and hallways. My heart beat loudly in my ears, already knowing who he was referring to but not wanting to acknowledge it until I absolutely had to.

"So who had to die for you all to get access to this rig?" I asked as I memorized the path, locking onto every little identifying feature because there were so few.

He scoffed and ducked low through a doorway "No one, cupcake."

We entered what looked like the bridge, the view was definitely the best, matched with large windows that let every possible ounce of sunlight in, a large projection table in the middle of the room that was flanked by watching eyes "Mom!" Broke the tense silence as movement flashed from the other side of the table, Spider hopping around other humans as quickly as he could manage.

It felt like my heart was soaring as I crashed to my knees, not caring that I was crying in front of the enemy as he barreled into me, arms latching around my shoulders as his head tried to disappear in my hair "Spider, oh my Spider! Thank Eywa that you are safe!" I sniffled as I hugged him as best as I could with bound hands, closing my eyes to the overwhelming relief as the tears continued to pour in earnest. "Have they hurt you, my son? Have any of them done you harm?" I pulled away enough to cup his face in my hands, giving him a once over for any bumps and bruises.

He shook his head, beaming a happy smile as his own tears fell down his cheeks "No, Ma. Dad won't let them." He sniffed, looking over his shoulder to the Recom that I hadn't noticed, leaning casually against the holo-table with his arms folded over his chest, a gleam in his eyes that set me on edge in funny ways. It was hard to look away from the familiar features, the set of his brow, the scowl, the way he wore his gun even. All of it made fear flood my veins and my thigh ache through the bone. I shifted so that Spider was angled in such a way that I could quickly put myself between he and the demon, every ounce of my focus on him and only him.

When he noticed my staring he stood as tall and straight as he could in the human dimensioned bridge, a lavender tint to the bridge of his nose "I see you, Ani of the Omaticaya, Rider of Last Shadow, Mother of my son." He made the motion as he spoke, bowing ever so slightly from the waist as he spoke, his use of the language still shaky, but it was good. He looked to Spider as though asking how he did, what he needed to correct, but Spider's smile widened as he nodded enthusiastically. I blinked in shock at the behavior for a split second, that old computer error noise practically screaming in my ears as my brain refused to process it all.

I decided to pay him in kind, curious to how he would react as I stood, one of my hands on Spider's shoulder until I began speaking, making the motion and inclining my head politely "I see you, Colonel Quaritch of the Sky People, Father of my son." I didn't miss how Spider looked between the two of us, smiling as though you'd just told him he'd won the lottery, neither of us missing how Quaritch's blush moved into more of a lilac tone, neither of us saying anything about it. "So, Quaritch, you wanted to talk shop, so talk." I invited firmly with little more preamble, braiding some of Spider's locks while he was still there in front of me, needing to do something with my hands.

Quaritch shifted with a frown, crossing his arms over his chest again "Let me start this rodeo by saying that I know you're not going to give up the Sullys. I know it'd be a... messy waste of time for both of us, if I asked." He looked at me in that knowing way, though from the Recom body it didn't look nearly as threatening or malicious. "So, I'd like you to teach me and the others how to survive out there in the water. Teach us how to appeal to the People." There was a record scratch in my head as I blinked up at the man, wondering what sort of trap he was preparing for me if I agreed, what he'd do to me if I didn't. "I'm not gonna hurt ya if you refuse, Ani. Stop lookin' at me like that." He sighed, shaking his head and waving my concerns, though I was almost sure I was hallucinating the shine of remorse in his eyes that lasted for a split second.

I sniffed as I squared up, not fully believing his assurances, remembering the past "Why should I believe you?" My voice was firm and unwavering around my words as I studied him, watched every little movement he made. I was sure I could still get off the ship while bound. "You once put a knife through my thigh when I wouldn't defect. I still hear your laughter in my nightmares." Ok, maybe that was a little too much information.

The remorse was back as he held up his hands in placation "I'm not that man." He swore earnestly with his head down in submission. I cocked my head to the side as I studied him in a much newer light.

"He's not, Ma. He's a lot nicer now." Spider nodded as he looked up at me, hope shining in his eyes.

"This isn't The Parent Trap, kid." I reminded him, remembering that gleam from every single iteration of the movie.

"Please Mom!" He begged, pouting up at me as though he had no shame. There again, he was trying to set up his parents, of course he had no shame.

I groaned and pinched the bridge of my nose, cursing softly under my breath, before I was pointing at Quaritch, fixing him with a frustrated glare "I will teach, but the moment you act like that murderous old monster I will not teach another thing!" I swore as firmly as I could, trying to impress my seriousness upon him.

He perked up instantly, eyes shining and ears trained on me like my word was gospel "Fair enough." He nodded with a croon to his tone. I hated that the audiophile in me was enjoying his voice. I hated that there was something to him that instantly put me at ease. "Where to?" He asked, still smiling, eyes still bright, still radiating excitement.

"Pull us in to the nearest uninhabited island. There, I will see if your insanity can be cured." I stared up at him defiantly as I hit him with the line that Mo'at had once hit Jake and I with, the one that had started so much.

"I've got a quota to fill! Not ferry you lot 'round for some heathen mumbo jumbo!" A human interjected angrily, smelling like a shit stack and looking like one too.

Quaritch changed immediately when he turned his attention to the man, still smiling but the previous light had gone out. His ears dropped and it was as though the temperature of the bridge had dropped with them, but I didn't get the sense of being in any danger even still. At least not from him. "You heard the woman, Captain. We have an island to be at." His voice was cold though still jovial, a bone chilling mix as the human visibly gulped.

"I'm not taking orders from some woman, Colonel. I don't care if she's the President of the United Bloody States!" He pressed on despite his fear, and I couldn't decide whether he was just that stupid or that brave, but my money was on stupid as he puffed up his chest to the large Recom.

Quaritch's ears pinned to his head as he closed the space between the Captain and himself, the ferality of his smile dialed up to unprecedented levels but still I did not feel like I was in danger, and it seemed like Spider was of the same mind, just watching the interaction with hard eyes and a carefully aimed scowl at the Captain. "Any orders that come from her, come from me. Do we have an understanding?" He got in the man's space as he leaned down, his voice quiet despite the unconcealed anger in his tone.

There was a tense moment where no one on the bridge seemed to breathe, all of us just watching the interaction, helpless to interject or intervene. "Alright." The Captain finally nodded after a minute, deflating and no longer meeting the Colonel's eyes.

"Good." Quaritch praised with a nod, standing back to his nearly full height, glancing at Spider and I with an apologetic smile. "Give me your hands." He held out one of his own while he waited for me to comply, his fingers relaxed. I obeyed, staring him in the eyes the entire time, and action he reciprocated as he deactivated the cuffs. I was quick to snatch my hands back when they were free, not entirely trusting that he wouldn't bind me some other way if I left them out too long. He smiled tightly, trying to act like my distrust meant nothing to him "I'll show ya around."

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enchantinglyjade · 2 months

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Rise of the Titans

Chapter One

Goddess!OC x Loki

Masterlist Previous | Next (Coming Soon) Warnings: None

Arali jumps out of bed, eager to start the day, not that she had been able to sleep anyways. You see, every few years the Asgardian Royal Family would come to Olympus to visit and today happened to be one of those times. Honestly, she had grown a bit tired of her older brothers and sisters, seeing as she was the youngest by a few thousand years, so she was excited to play with someone her own age once more.

She dresses in her finest white chiton with a blush colored cloth pinned above her right shoulder and draped over her body. She twirls in the mirror, then zips out of her room, speeding down the hallways of the large castle to find her mother. Turns out, the Asgardians had arrived early, as they were already standing in the throne room. They were being greeted by her mother and big brother, Cronus, both in front of the throne with a smile.

Her mother was always very welcoming, treating everyone she met with kindness as if they were her own. Cronus however, let’s just say Arali tried to avoid him at all costs, much like the rest of the kingdom. She loved her brother, but felt there was something off about him. Something she couldn’t quite put her finger on.

She sneaks in unnoticed and hides herself behind one of the giant, white columns in the room. She peeks out to look at the two young children standing beside the guests, both seeming to grow impatient as their parents converse politics and such.

The Asgardian monarch, Queen Frigga, glances towards Arali. She smiles warmly, and raises her hand to wave at the child. Her presence was always so dear to Arali, seeing her almost as a second mother. She waves back, shy that she had been seen. Frigga’s movement is noticed by Gaia. The two of them share a glance, before Frigga excuses her two boys, whispering something to them. They look around confused before making eye contact with the young goddess behind the pillar. Their eyes light up, and the three run enthusiastically towards the exit of the throne room together.

It wasn’t long before the news of the Asgardians’ arrival traveled throughout the kingdom, which in turn, brought a handful of the other children among the royal court to the halls in search of the new princes. The three of them were found quickly, which Thor didn’t mind one bit, for he rather enjoyed the attention. Eventually, they all made their way outside to the gardens, hoping to play many rounds of games.

Thor began to show the group his strength and sporty tricks, all of which seemed to gawk at the boy’s power and charisma. Arali watches Loki roll his eyes and sit on a nearby tree stump. She looks back at Thor, before deciding she would rather join his younger brother. She may have been of a higher status than the other kids, but she was still the youngest, and therefore, always left out, just as Loki was. She sits next to him on the stump, swinging her legs in excitement. Hoping that he would start the conversation for her, she turns to face him with a smile, staring at him until he gets the idea.

Surrendering to her attention, he greets her timidly with a sigh in his voice, “Hello, Arali.” His eyes filled deep with boredom.

She waves at him with great keenness.

“How about a game of Kubb?” The blond Asgardian boy suggests loudly to everyone.

Arali leans over to Loki, “I prefer beating you at Ephedrismos.”

He rolls his eyes at her comment. “That is a game for girls. I am not playing that.”

She shrugs her shoulders with a short laugh. “No wonder you can never win.” They stick out their tongue to one another, teasingly, as she pokes fun at the young prince.

“Kubb it is! The tallest team gets to go first!” Thor yells running to take his place with great pride, knowing very well that he is the tallest.

Arali raises her hand up to her head, measuring her height, then puts it above Loki’s. “I’m taller than you~” she says with a snicker. He rolls his eyes and crosses his arms with a huff.

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“Mama, I want powers too! I’m just as strong as Loki and Thor, but they don’t believe me!”

The goddess mother kneels to take her daughter's tiny hand within her own. “Calm, little princess. All my powers will one day be passed down to you. You will get your powers when you are ready.”

“But I want them now!”

Another voice chimes in, “Perhaps with patience, they will come to you naturally.” Frigga walks into the room, causing the child’s face to brighten with excitement.

Arali wiggles her toes impatiently, “I cannot wait to get my powers! I don’t want to be like the mortals anymore.” She grimaces.

The goddess mother scoops up her child, placing her in her lap on the bed. “You see Arali, over 10,000 years ago, I was born on a planet called Gaia. That is where I got my name. The people there did not like me very much. They thought I was… odd for being born with powers, but eventually I came to make friends. Every 5,000 years the planets align with one another, creating portals between the worlds. This is called the Convergence. My husband, Ouranos, and I, and a number of our friends, accidentally stepped through one of these portals, getting lost on this planet. As we settled on Olympia, we began changing. We discovered a fruit; whose juices slowed our aging, until one day we ceased to age at all. You may be a goddess and a Titan, little one, but never forget deep down you are of Gaia. You may be powerful and strong, but you are as much a human as the mortals. Use your strength to protect them, but do not put yourself above them.”

Arali lowers her head, ashamed she has upset her mother. Gaia tucks an orange strand of her child’s hair behind her ear. “It is quite alright, Arali. Just remember to speak kindly of the mortals.”

She nods, her smile returning to her face. “Okay. Can I go now?” Gaia nods with a laugh, letting her jump off of her lap.

The child follows Frigga out into the courtyard where the other children play.

“Mama tells me one day I am going to be Queen,” Arali gloats to the older woman.

The Allmother laughs at her confidence. “That is the day Loki will become King, as well.” As if on cue, the boy slows his jog as he approaches his mother. Confused upon hearing his name, he intends to find out what the two are talking about.

“What do you mean?” Arali questions.

Frigga bends down, extending her arms for the two children to come closer to her. “It means the two of you are promised to each other.”

Confused on how he got brought into the conversation, Loki asks, “What does that mean?”

“Once you have become adults, you will be married to each other, officially uniting your kingdoms.”

The children look to each other in disgust “Ew!” They shout.

“I am not marrying her.” “I am not marrying him either!” The children dispute.

“You will become king and queen if you do.” The current Queen suggests to them.

Loki and Arali look at each other, then back at Frigga with smiles before he adds, “Well, maybe you’re not so bad.” Aralia glares and crosses her arms at this.

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“Can you read to me, mama?” Her mother nods, already knowing which book to bring with her to her daughter’s bed. She sits, allowing the ball of orange curls to snuggle into her abdomen. She opens the book to the marked page, but before she can open her mouth to read she is interrupted.

“Who is Aphrodite?” Arali whispers from beneath her blankets.

Gaia sets the book down into her lap, keeping a thumb in between the pages as the cover closes on its own. “Now, where did you hear this name from?”

Arali’s eyes quickly shift down to look at the quilt she was covered with. “I heard Hyperion talking about her with the others”

Her mother lets out a breath. “Aphrodite is The Goddess of Love. She is the daughter of Ouranos.” She explains.

“Are you her mom too?” Arali looks up at her mother with her big round eyes.

Gaia shifts uncomfortably, wondering how to explain the situation, “No, she is like you; She only has one parent, created through very powerful magic. But, you could see her as your sister in a way.” Luckily, Arali does not ponder any further than that. Instead, she shrugs curling even further into her wool blankets. Gaia re-opens the book to read, just like she does every night.

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There were a few special occasions when Gaia would bring her daughter to visit the kingdom of Asgard. While she and Frigga discussed future plans, Arali would run off with her two princely friends.

Thor was ecstatic to introduce her to his friends back at home. Sif, Volstagg, Fandral, and Hogun, were happy to meet her, but once introductions were through, she was stuck behind with Loki, as usual. Not that she minded.

“Let’s go on an adventure!” Arali whispers to Loki.

As Loki slowly begins to accept her company, it becomes routine for the two to go adventuring while the rest of the children are busy with his older brother. They adored making quests for themselves and setting out to discover all that nature has to offer to them.

He smiles before taking her hand, dragging her behind him and away from the group. About a minute or two into walking, they come across a beautiful spring. Water cascades down the many large rocks that rise just below the surface of the forest, falling into the water below with a soft showering sound.

Arali stands in awe at the view in front of her, giggling as she continues to hold the boy’s hand. They freeze as they hear a noise in the near distance. They soon come to realize it is Frigga calling out for them. “Race you!” Running back out the forest, they meet with the rest of the group.

“Could you tell us a story, mother?”

“Oh! Tell the one about the Dark Elves!”

“Or the Frost Giants!”

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Arali, Thor, Loki, and a handful of the children of the court are out exploring once more. Thor, the group’s designated leader, decided it would be fun to explore one of the vast forests of Olympia. As they make their way through the many trees and grasses they come to a clearing. In the open area sits a collection of boulders, which the children rush to rest upon.

Arali, of course, with Loki. The two share a boulder, watching the others play. Giggles suddenly escape Loki’s throat. Confused, Anesia turns to examine her friend, insisting to discover what was so funny.

Loki leans to whisper to her, “Watch this.”

And with that, he had disappeared. She twists in her spot, looking for the boy, but he is nowhere to be found. That is, until she heard the others screaming. Quickly, she looks to find out the problem. The others are backing away from Thor in fear.

“No need to be afraid, my friends. It is just a little snake. See? Aren’t they amazing?” He crouches down, grabbing the snake, holding it out to admire it. One of the children steps closer, feeling more brave now that they see Thor playing with the thing unharmed. But, soon more screeches follow as a green shimmer of light wraps around the snake, and in the blink of an eye Loki stands in its place.

“Ha! It’s me!” he yells, jabbing Thor with a twig.

Thor yelps falling to the ground. “Loki!”

Loki laughs at his clever prank, but his smile grows even more seeing his red headed companion holding her sides with laughter.

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“You like my brother? Haha! Loki! Come here! I have news!” The blond jumps in excitement, waving his hands to catch his brother’s attention.

Arali runs back over to Thor, jumping to catch his arms. “Shut up, Thor!” But it does her no good, the raven haired boy is already running over to examine the situation. She pushes him to the ground, raising a fist above his head. “You promised you would not say anything!”

Thor screams, raising his hands to shield himself, as the young girl attempts to shove his hands away.

Loki approaches the scene laughing with a wide smile on his face. “Hit him again! Haha! ”

She spins to Loki, embarrassment still coursing through her. “And you are next!”

The boy is caught off guard by her sudden hostility towards him, but that is soon replaced with smugness. “Oh really? Then try and find me!” And with that, the boy uses his magic to duplicate himself, surrounding the two that were still on the ground.

“Brother, not this again.” Thor mumbles, as Arali climbs off of him, determined to see through Loki’s illusions. She would finally prove that she was just as smart and powerful as the two of them. She looks around her, looking for any small glitch in his magic. Some illusions are transparent, others have delayed reactions. Then she finds the one. She runs to him, pretending to prepare an attack, which he responds to with wide eyes, dispelling the rest of the illusions quickly. As she approaches, she loses her footing, sending both of them crashing down onto the grass.

She giggles. “Found you.”

#loki fanfic #loki marvel #loki god of mischief #loki odinson #loki #black fanfiction #black reader #oc fanfiction #black writers #poc #marvel #loki laufeyson #loki series #thor #rise of the titans

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MCU Eternals Romantic!Ikaris X Reader & Platonic!Druig X Reader AU Idea (AKA my ADHD/Neurodivergent brain is whipping my butt)

Ok so, I'm just going to spare y'all the misery and brain spiral I put both @valeskafics & @its-actually-minicika through, and give the most recent one. This is a really long post as it will go into a lot of detail about the character's personality and her interactions with other characters. Please read through it, and if you hate the idea. Don't be a jerk! Just move on, and ignore this post! But if this is something that you think would be interesting to read: like it and/or let me know in the comments, or send it to a friend you think will find this idea interesting!

So it goes without saying that the MCU Eternals' fandom has unanimously agreed that Druig is best boi/edgelord, and I have no disagreements with that. Hell I basically live on Tumblr's 'druig x reader' tag. BUT I too thirst after Ikaris (AKA Not-Mother's-Favorite)...look, it's Richard Madden, I'm only human.

If you are one of the maybe 10 followers I have, you will know that I am already writing 2 other fics (a Robb Stark x Yi Tish!OC, and an Ikaris X Water Elemental!Reader). But if you read this post's title...you will see that my ADHD brain refuses to listen to reason...and since starting to write fanfiction...it has only gone into overdrive. You will also know that I love drawing inspiration from mythology...and dragons but that's another discussion.

BACK TO THE POINT! So I have seen a lot of Nature Eternal!Reader x Druig fics, and I love all of them. But I read @spacetalbot's Druig x Reader x Ikaris fic where the reader is basically Persephone, AND @winterlves's Ikaris x reader fic where the reader is Thor and Loki's sister who controls nature. Needless to say...I became obsessed.

Basically, I wanted to explore the idea of an Eternal!Reader whose powers are like Persephone (Chlorokinesis, Geokinesis, Fertility Manipulation, etc.). And while Druig is like Hades, he serves more as this reader's overprotective older brother/guardian. Instead, her main love interest in this idea will be Ikaris.

Druig and Hades actually share a good amount of similarities to each other. Both are mostly disliked/not popular amongst the Pantheon/Eternals and humanity, both are secluded to their own domain/community, both are much more somber compared to their family members, and the list can go on. But the reason I wanted to use Ikaris as the main love interest is mostly to due with his attitude towards humanity and how he interacts with them. While life goes on for everyone else, it just sort of "stops" for him. He doesn't really make any effort to connect with them outside of being with Sersi, and when he leaves her, we don't see any further attempts. And this is where Persephone!Eternal kind of comes in.

Now, unlike my other Oc's/Reader fics, I actively plan on writing this reader to show neurotypical symptoms. For example, she will show signs of having trouble emotionally connecting/socially interacting with others. Her mind will wander in meetings and need a nudge to focus back. She might unintentionally put off someone by how she phrases her question/response. She will prefer to study the differing flora and fauna in the places they visit than interact with people. While she does hold some love and affection towards them, she knows that it's not her the humans love, but rather what she can provide for them. This last part is kind of what lays the foundation to Ikaris' and the Reader's connection.

One scene I intend to write that really shows how Persephone!Eternal's mind works is how she interacts with Phastos when he describes the steam engine to Ajak. Personally, I headcanon that Druig likes to be around when Phastos is inventing something, but more just to be his annoying little brother. Persephone!Reader is not at all tech-savvy, but it's how Phastos' thinks of his ideas that fascinates her. What materials would be needed to build it? Does the materials need to be first sourced by humans? Is the conversion of high pressure to low pressure like when an area with a lot of water flowing into an area with low amount of water? If I decide to write Ikaris seeing this, it will make him notice how Persephone!Reader's mind definitely works differently than his. As normally, he wouldn't question Phastos, just accept it and move on. But he would notice how you are the only one to really connect with him by how you don't outwardly mock him like Kingo or Sprite, and by being the only Eternal to act genuinely interested despite not technologically inclined.

Another scene would be how Persephone!Reader was supposed to be attending a feast for the harvest, and so Ajak sends Ikaris to look for her. He finds her in a secluded area of a forest, and with a cow and her calf. He is confused and so Reader explains that she noticed that the cow had been eating much more lately and been much more tired and unable to work. She overheard the humans wanting to kill it, but then she noticed that the cow was in fact pregnant. So while the feast was busy, she snuck away and made an area so that the cow could safely give birth in peace. Ikaris would notice that Persephone!Reader is smiling and much more at peace alone, than in a crowded area with tons of laughter and noise. You are worried that Ajak will find out and make you not see the animals anymore, but Ikaris promises you that he will keep your secret, and that he will just tell her that you weren't feeling well. This furthers your connection.

Another one is where there had been a big dispute amongst the humans, and some people are severely hurt. Druig and Ikaris get into a fight about it since it was under Ikaris' order that Druig not engage. Ikaris is impassive and stern and Druig calls him a coward. Persephone!Reader is seeing the fight and asks Ikaris why he wouldn't let Druig stop it, if he can do it, why not let him? Ikaris retorts stating that it isn't their place to settle their disputes, to which Reader states that he should care about the humans, and not be so cruel. Ikaris gets angry and tells reader that it is not his job to justify his reasonings to Druig or anyone else, much less her. So he storms away. A few hours pass, and Ikaris hasn't been seen by anyone, not even Ajak or Sersi. Reader finds him in a hidden area and notices that his face is very tired looking. Reader realizes that she has made a big misjudgement on her part in saying that Ikaris doesn't care, and is very careful in saying she is sorry. Ikaris is still upset and tells her to go away. But Reader just stands there and doesn't move, refusing to leave him alone. She eventually gives him a hug stating that she was wrong and she was sorry, and that she should have known better. This comforts him a lot as he allows the hug. Reader also makes him a wreath of flowers of her appreciation of him as her leader, but mostly as her friend.

I got a ton of scenes planned, so like and/or comment of what you think!

If you are still waiting for my Robb Stark x OC fic! The 3rd chapter will be out soon!

Edit: I reblogged this post to add on some headcanons of an additional Eternal!Reader who is Hecate. Check out the reboot part in Notes to see it!

#ikaris imagine #ikaris x reader #ikaris #druig x reader #druig imagine #eternals x reader #marvel x reader #marvel cinematic universe #mcu #marvel eternals

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Flattery Gets You Nowhere - Loki Odinson X Female (Strange) Reader

Title: Flattery Gets You Nowhere

Loki Odinson X Female (Strange) Reader

Additional Characters: Steve, Natasha, Tony, the Receptionist (Becka) (OC), Taxi driver (Mentioned), Bucky (Mentioned), Peter (Mentioned), Bruce (Mentioned), Clint (Mentioned), Thor (Mentioned), Dr. Strange, and Dr. Strange's cape :)

Requested by @doctoriletyougotogalaxy!

WC: 2,482

Warnings: Jealousy mentioned, this isn't really an x reader, Tony's nicknames, Loki's nicknames, Loki's flirting, protective Strange, Reader can stand up for herself, flirting, anxiety, nervousness, blood mentioned by not really, death mentioned, alcohol mentioned, murder mentioned, slight angst, and family fluff

You thought going on vacation was going to be fun. Getting away from your job for a while and getting to see your older brother, sounds pretty fun to you. Especially since you were going to be staying at the Avenger's Tower for the next three weeks. You, among the Avengers, it was like a dream come true. When you found out that your brother had become one of them, sort of, you had to admit that you were a bit jealous at first, but you realized that it was probably better not to be someone like the Avengers, with the powers and all that. Your life was nice, daresay normal. You had a great, well-paying job, a pet or two, and even a few friends, but it was nice to get away for a while.

Getting out of the taxi, you grabbed your suitcase from the truck and quickly paid your driver, who had non stop asked for your Instagram, before staring up at the amazing tower in front of you. Your heart was beating heavily in your chest, growing a bit nervous at the thought of meeting the other Avengers. The only one that you had already met was Tony, and he was... Alright, to say the least.

Entering the tower, you went straight to the receptionist behind the desk, giving her a smile which she returned. "Do you have an appointment?" She then asked but before you could speak, you heard your name.

"Y/N! Hey, sugar-pie honey bunch!" Tony exclaimed loudly, the elevator door closing behind him as he walked over to you with a bright cocky smile. He sauntered over to you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder, "Sorry, Becka, she's with me." He spoke to the receptionist, before leading you back to the elevators he exited from. Pressing the button, Tony turned to look down at you as you waited, "So, how was the trip? Fun?" He asked as the elevator and the two of you entered.

"It was alright, the taxi driver was a bit rude but other than that, the trip was fun." You answered as Tony raised an eyebrow.

"He was rude? Say no more, consider him fired." Tony waved a hand as the elevator continued going up and up.

You looked up at him confused, raising your own eyebrow, "Fired? But you don't-"

"Ah, here we are!" Tony interrupted as the elevator doors opened, revealing a large room, with a few Avengers inside. "Some of the team are here to welcome you, and I, the amazing Tony Stark, am throwing you a party this weekend, you'll love it." Tony finished, leading you into the room where the Avengers turned to you.

This wasn't intimidating at all…

You knew some of the members in the room, having seen them on tv, or just knowing about them in general, but when they smiled and nodded politely to you, you felt yourself ease up a bit.

"Team, this is Y/N Strange. The Wizard's kid sister." Tony introduced you to the team, who seemed friendly enough. "Y/N, this Capsicle, Point Break, Legolas, Green Bean, Underoos, Manchurian Canidate-"

Alright, Tony, I don't think that's helping." A man that you knew as Captain America said, walking over before his blue eyes landed on you, "Nice to meet you, Y/N," Steve said warmly, offering you his hand. You took it happily and gave him a handshake, "Steve Rogers. It is a pleasure to finally meet you."

"It's a pleasure too, sir." You replied, only to have Steve shake his head with a small awkward laugh.

"Please, call me, Steve."

For the next couple of minutes, the team one by one came over to introduce themselves to you, and you couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed but relieved that they were all pretty pleasant toward you. After the introductions and greetings finished, you looked around the room, noticing a tall man with long shoulder-length, black hair standing, leaning up against the wall with his arms crossed; a smirk on his face. He was just watching you, making you feel a bit uneasy. He pushed off the wall, walking over to stand next to Thor, oh, you thought, that's Loki. Your eyes narrowed as he wandered over offering his hand out to you.

"Loki, Son of Odin, it's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Strange." He stated, looking at you with those icy green eyes.

"Call me Y/N." You responded, taking his hand to shake, only for him to raise your hand to his lips, keeping eye contact as he pressed a kiss to your knuckles.

Tony coughed loudly before breaking the tension, "Okay, Reindeer Games, that's enough," He said, only for your brother to finally arrive.

Stephan entered the room, stopping when he saw Loki holding your hand; rage overtook him and he quickly marched his way over. Staring darkly at Loki, Stephan pulled you backward, pulling you out of Loki's clutches, Loki's smirk never falling. "Stay away from my sister, Loki." He spoke, and you smiled, finally seeing your brother after a year.

"I was just saying hello, Strange." Loki jested, as you turned to Stephan, ignoring the Frost Giant.

"Hey, Steph." You greeted him, giving him a hug. He returned your embrace, before letting go and returning to glare at the Prince of Asgard.

"Stay away." He finished, gritting his teeth as you placed a hand on his arm.

"It's fine, Steph, can you just show me my room?" You asked and Loki quickly spoke up.

"I can show you-" Only for you to turn and interrupt him with your own matching glare.

"No." You pointed a finger at him, "I want my brother, that I haven't seen in a year, to show me to my room, your highness." You finished with a hiss, as Loki just gazed down at you, amused.

"Feisty."

You scoffed, ignored him, following your brother down the hall to your room, your suitcase being pulled behind you.

~~~

A few days later, you entered the main room of the tower and headed to the kitchen, wiping up some breakfast as you hummed a soft tune. Stopping, you felt another presence behind you, pausing your movements, you turned around, finding Loki staring at you in the doorway. You sighed, rolling your eyes and turning back around, getting back to making your food.

"Ignoring me, darling?" He spoke up, and you clenched the butter knife in your hand, breathing through your nose.

"Don't call me that." You demanded, before going to the coffee maker and starting a fresh brew.

Loki entered the room, leaning up against the counter across from you, "Oh come now, love, I just wanted a chance to talk to you."

"We've talked plenty before, and don't call me 'love' either," You countered, pouring hot coffee into your cup, and stirring in some sugar, "And have you ever noticed how I don't ever want the chance to talk to you? And all you've been doing for the past couple of days I've been here is bothering me." You groaned lightly, growing frustrated as you finished your coffee and took a soft sip.

As said, for the past few days that you have been staying at the Tower, Loki was bothering you nonstop, flirting with you constantly. 'You look ravishing today, darling,' 'you have such beautiful eyes, dearie,' 'you're the most delicious human on the Midgard.' 'I wouldn't mind kissing you, my sweet.' This guy just wouldn't shut up! The only peace that you got was when your brother was around to save you or when you went to bed. You hated being "saved" but no matter what you said, Loki wouldn't stop flirting with you.

"You know," Loki began, his words trailing off slightly, you let out an inward sigh, closing your eyes as you waited for the next flirtatious remark Loki was going to make, "You are so much more beautiful every time I see you, darling."

You felt your blood bubble as you clenched your fists, but before you could lash out at Loki, you watched your brother enter the room.

"What are you doing? Stay away from my sister, Loki!" Stephen said, glaring at his brother, as Loki rolled his eyes. “I’ve told you like ten thousand times now.”

"Calm down, Strange. I'm not bothering her. Just trying to have a conversation." Loki responded, crossing his arms, smirking playfully at Stephen, "Isn't that right, Y/N?"

You glared at Loki. 'Oh yeah, as if you weren't just being a nuisance,' You thought angrily as Stephan led you out of the room. Once you were in your room, you let out a dramatic sigh, placing your coffee on your bedside table. "He is so... So... Annoying!" You exclaimed, beginning to pace back and forward in your room as Steph watched you, his own arms crossed.

"I know." He said simply.

"He won't stop flirting with me! I mean... he's always so... so... Ugh!" You whined, rubbing your temples tiredly as Stephan snorted.

"He is quite... Ugh." Stephan responded, shrugging slightly as you stopped pacing. "Look, just ignore him, but if he gets too much, you still have that Sling Ring I gave you, right?"

You frowned, "Yeah, I do." You muttered, sitting down on your bed.

"Just teleport out, or just find me." Stephan suggested, sitting down beside you. “Even tattle-tale him to his brother, I bet Thor wouldn’t mind giving him a talking too if you asked him to.”

"Thank you," You mumbled, looking up at your brother with a small smile, "What what I do without you?"

"Probably die." He joked, causing you to smile wider.

"Right. Well. That's probably true." You started walking out, before stopping once again, turning your head back to glance over at Stephan, "Love you, bro."

"Love you too, little sister." Steph replied, as his cowl slipped off his shoulders and onto yours, cuddling into your cheek in support.

~~~

It was the night of the party Tony was throwing for you, and you were nervous, even though you would know everyone there, it was still a bit stressful. You had on your outfit for the big night, it was something you felt pretty confident in and you loved the color of it, so now, all you had to do was head down to the party. Heading out of your room, you headed down the hall and down the stairs, finding the rest of the team already down there. The team looked up at your entrance, cheering and calling out to you, Thor asking you to join them in lifting the hammer. Which, sadly you couldn’t do, but you had fun trying. The next hour or two was filled with music, talking, some dancing, and playing some games.

"Thank you, Tones, for throwing this party." You thanked the Iron Man, as you sat down beside your brother and Steve.

"No problem, honey bunch," Tony spoke, taking a sip of his drink.

For the next couple of hours, the party was in full swing, you talking and laughing with some of the Avengers and even dancing with Wanda and Natasha. You were having a lovely time, until when you went to get another drink, Loki wandered over. You tried to ignore him, just wanting to have fun, but when he opened his mouth to speak, you felt your tolerance crumbling.

"You look beautiful tonight, Y/N." He commented casually, earning a glare from you before you huffed, sipping on your drink before replying.

"I appreciate the compliment, Loki, but please leave me alone."

Loki's smirk dropped as he raised an eyebrow, "Is that a request?" He asked, raising an eyebrow suggestively.

"No." You answered flatly, taking another long sip from your glass. "It's a demand." You finished as you sat down the empty glass.

"But I think you'll enjoy what I have to offer," Loki whispered, only for you to sigh, turning to stare at him.

"It's a shame really, you are very handsome... But I don't stand for murderers of almost a hundred innocent people. So, I am going to tell you, one last time, to leave me alone. Hm?" You questioned, raising an eyebrow as Loki stared down at you.

"Y/N, are you alright?" Stephan asked, finding his way to you after finishing his conversation with Bruce and Tony. His eyes pierced daggers at Loki as he stood by your side, keeping a protective eye on you.

You looked away from Loki, giving Stephan a sad smile, "I'm fine." You said quietly as you leaned against your brother. "Loki was just leaving." You added, looking back at Loki.

Loki had just the smallest of smirks on his face as his eyes stared down at yours before he turned on his heel and left. Letting out a breath, you closed your eyes and rested your head against Stephan's shoulder.

"What did he want?" Your brother asked, looking down at you.

"He was just being annoying, as always. But I think that I finally got through that head of his." You murmured softly, smiling softly when Stephan wrapped an arm around your shoulder protectively.

~~~

"I hope you have a safe trip back, Y/N," Steve spoke, giving you a hug as Stephan brought you your suitcase.

"Thanks, Steve," You replied, wrapping your arms around the Captain and hugging him tightly.

Natasha then swooped in for a hug as well, "It was fun having you, come back soon." She told you.

"Will do, Nat." You smiled, letting go of her.

After saying goodbye to the rest of the team, you glanced at Loki once before quickly grabbing your suitcase and following Stephan to the elevator.

"I'm glad you visited, little sis." Stephan said, patting your back as he walked.

"Me too." You smiled.

Once inside the elevator, you leaned against the wall as Stephan hit the button for the lobby, "So, are you excited to go home?"

You nodded, "Yeah, especially to sleep in my own bed. Gosh. I miss my bed." You sighed dramatically.

Stephan chuckled slightly before the elevator door dinged open and you and Stephan stepped out, making your way out of the building.

"Well," Stephan spoke, watching as the taxi pulled up to the curb, "I'm going to miss you."

"I'm going to miss you too, Steph. Don’t hesitate to come and visit if you ever want to, my house is your house." You grinned, pulling him into a hug, "Goodbye for now, and thanks again." You told him, pulling away from the hug.

Stephan nodded, waving to you before hopping into the taxi. As the taxi drove away, you let out a sigh as you watched buildings and trees pass by through the window, the scenery outside slowly changing from the city to the rural town.

"Home sweet home." You muttered to yourself with a smile.

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bit-dodgy-innit · 2 years

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Scared to be Lonely - Epilogue

Part One Part Two Part Three

Summary: The morning after. Marc and Sigyn have #noregrets, but they do have some things to answer for...

Pairing: Marc x Fem!OC, Steven x Fem!OC, Jakex Fem!OC, past Loki x Fem!OC, past Marc x Layla, platonic Thor x Fem!OC

Rating: Mature (for once)

Word Count: 2.6k

TW/CW: Sexual innuendos and suggestive themes, invasions of privacy, Sigyn oversteps when discussing Marc’s DID (but apologizes)

A/N: THANK YOU again to everyone who’s read and supported! Can’t believe we’re wrapping this beast of a fic up! Though of course I have a few more plot bunnies thumping around in this silly little head of mine for Moon Knight...

It was nearing midday when Thor trudged down the hotel corridor. His battle-weary appearance – blood smeared across his face, cape torn and singed, ash and dirt clinging to his hair – was incredibly out of place amongst the pristine hallway he lumbered down.

Yelena and the rest of S.W.O.R.D. weren’t far behind him. He’d arrived back first, opting to use the Bifrost to travel back to London instead their ship. Thor needed the space. It wasn’t often the god felt defeated, and he feared if his comrades noticed just how despondent the previous night’s battle had left him, the whole team would lose morale. Gorr was much more slippery than they realized, which meant he was all that more deadly. They were outmatched on Contraxia. It frightened Thor. Heavy is the hand that carries the ax.

Thor was genuinely looking forward to seeing his sister however. He wanted nothing more than to take a long, hot shower, order a feast’s worth of room service, and watch the show about the Midgardian island of love with Sigyn that they’d grown shamefully fond of.

The door guards ushered the Asgardian in without hesitation. Thor wasn’t sure what he had been expecting when he entered the suite, perhaps Marc asleep on the couch or he and Sigyn eating a late breakfast, but the god’s heart dropped when he found the living space quiet and deserted.

“Seeg?” he called. When there was no response, he tried “Marc?”

Nothing from either of them. Thor brushed it off, they must be sleeping in!

He checked the suite’s smaller bedroom first, the one assigned to Marc. Empty. Not only was Marc missing, the bed was still made up, clearly never touched over the course of the evening. Indignant rage and cold fear competed for Thor’s attention. That puny Midgardian shit. Where had he gone? Surely Marc wouldn’t have abandoned Sigyn?

Sigyn. Before the god’s anger could consume him any further, he raced down the hall to the principal bedroom. They must’ve escaped, he assumed. A worse thought pushed into his mind on the heels of the last, what if they were taken? Though he hadn’t met this version of Loki, he knew no incarnation of his brother would let his supposed bride be absent from his side for long.

“SIGYN!?” Thor bellowed as he threw the bedroom door open, startling the lump in the bed from slumber.

“In the name of Valhalla, what is it?!” Sigyn hollered back.

Yet the sight before him rendered Thor speechless. Sigyn and Marc were safely in the suite alright, naked in bed together. Both lovers had bolted upright in the bed when Thor intruded. Sigyn clasped the sheets to her bust to preserve some sense of modesty while Marc brooded bare-chested next to her.

She turned to her bedmate, searching his face, and murmured something Thor couldn’t quite make out. Marc replied back just as lowly, his response causing Sigyn to relax somewhat and whisper “good.”

“I um…I just wanted to make sure you were here,” Thor told them with all the nonchalance he could muster. It wasn’t much.

“Brother, would you give Marc and I a moment?” the princess asked.

“I can leave,” Marc volunteered before Thor could respond, moving toward the edge of the mattress.

“No,” Sigyn objected. The softness and need in her words didn't go unnoticed by her brother.

“Your highness, could you?” Marc gestured to his exposed skin.

Whereas before Sigyn had required Marc to call her by her title, now its use stung her with its cold formality. Nevertheless, Sigyn conjured a similar set of pajamas onto Marc’s body as she did for Steven.

Thor stopped him when the Midgardian tried to pass him to the door. “I wager you’re not stupid enough to leave these rooms before I speak to you?”

Marc nodded and the god allowed him to leave, closing the door behind him.

A heavy, anticipatory silence transpired between the two Asgardians. For the first time, Sigyn observed how disheveled her brother appeared. The mission couldn’t have gone well. Thor would be ornery which meant she had to get the first word in. She straightened, trying to seem as imperious as possible with her messy hair and lack of clothing.

“Brother, you more than anyone cannot judge me for laying with a Midgardian.”

“That may be so, but he was your guard,” Thor began pacing. “Which alters did you sleep with?”

“All of them.”

“All of them?! By the Norns Sigyn!” the god exclaimed. Deep down, he was impressed at his sister’s stamina, but concealed it.

“What did you think would happen?” She shot back. “You’re the one who enlisted the devastatingly handsome, recently divorced man to watch me and then left us alone!”

Thor pinched the bridge of his nose. Tried to calm himself.

“I thought you’d be pleased that I didn’t leave the hotel.”

He summoned some of the breathing techniques from the meditation applications Bruce had shown him, but like always, they only made him angrier.

“You mustn’t be cross with me,” Sigyn argued, “You’ve locked me away–”

“I’m not cross with you,” Thor cut her off. “I’m exhausted, and frustrated, and smell like a bilgesnipe that bathed itself in mud.”

“I can smell you from here,” she attested. “I do apologize however. I’d planned to be decent by the time you returned and overslept.”

“I’m sorry I freaked out,” he admitted. “I was afraid you’d left.”

“Have the rest of your compatriots returned?” Sigyn asked, concerned by what Marc was potentially walking into outside of the bedroom.

“No, thank the Norns,” Despite his hellacious B.O., Thor leaned Stormbreaker against the wall, and sat on the edge of the bed closer to his sister. “It was a disaster, as I’m sure you can tell.”

“I’m sorry,” the princess swallowed the remark she wanted to make about bringing her along and increasing their chances for victory. Instead she inquired, “Was he there?”

“No,” Thor knew she was asking about Loki. “They’ve divided and conquered it seems.”

Another pregnant lull ensued.

“Did you um, enjoy yourself at least?”

“Thor!” Sigyn tossed a pillow at him. “But yes, if you must know.”

“Was that the first time you…since–”

“Thor,” Sigyn interrupted before he could say her estranged husband’s name.

“What?! You promised we wouldn’t keep secrets!”

The dynamic between the two gods was unexpectedly endearing, Marc contemplated on the other side of the door while he eavesdropped.

We shouldn’t be doing this, Steven admonished, they’re having a private conversation.

Jake jumped in the headspace so Marc wouldn’t have to reply verbally. Too bad hombre, this Gorr and Loki shit concerns us. Besides, she just said she enjoyed herself, don’t you want to hear what else she has to say about us?

Steven harrumphed but quieted down. He did want to know if she’d mention him to Thor. He didn’t have to wait long to get his wish.

“So what do you think?” Thor queried. “What’s the other alter like?

“Steven is much warmer than Marc,” Sigyn divulged. “He’s open and trusting, and I sense that he’ll fight to his last breath if he believes in what he’s fighting for. Which is advantageous for us.”

“Then we recruit them,” Thor concluded. A pause, then the god followed up with “Why not?”

“Because there’s a third.”

“You had a threesome?”

“NORNS, Thor! No!!” Marc heard the distinct thump of another projectile pillow. “Marc has a second alter he neglected to tell us about.”

Shit, the system swore in unison. They’d let their guard down and she’d ratted them out. Fucking Sigyn and her fucking sparkling eyes and fucking perky tits and fucking juicy pussy and fucking plump ass. Of course the wife of the god of mischief would have ulterior motives.

Sigyn continued. “His name is Jake. If Marc is cold and Steven is warm, Jake is fire. He’s the most ruthless in battle I suspect.”

“I don’t see a problem, Seeg.”

“Brother, not only did Marc keep his existence from us, Jake professes to be Khonshu’s favorite. I know you’re desperate to–”

“I’m not desperate–”

“I know you’re keen,” Sigyn amended, “to rebuild the Avengers but we can’t trust them. Not until we know their true intentions, let alone Khonshu’s.”

The god hummed as he mulled over her words. “I trust you, sister, and if you don’t believe we can rely on them, especially after you–” Marc assumed Thor paused to gesticulate the word “fucked” instead of saying it “--with all of them, I take your word.”

“Thank you, brother. Now please, I beg you, go take a shower.”

Thor laughed, a quick, booming guffaw, then stood. The sound of his heavy footsteps sent Marc backpedaling to the living room so as not to be caught. He pretended to be fascinated with the bland hotel art.

“You and Sigyn had quite the night, huh?” Thor stood a few feet behind him.

Marc crossed to the Asgardian and played dumb. “Look I don’t know what she told you, but it just sort of happened. It was unprofessional as hell, but I swear I didn’t make her–”

Thor held a hand up to stop him with a chuckle. “Oh believe me, I know you didn’t. You can’t make Sigyn do anything as far as I’ve seen.”

Marc cocked his head in silent agreement. “Rough night?”

“I wish I had better news for you to bring Khonshu, but Gorr is a man possessed,” Thor recounted. “Literally. He has the Necrosword and it’s corrupting him. We’ll stop him though, no matter what.”

“You know I have a lot more skills than babysitting a goddess,” Marc began.

“Clearly.”

Marc let out an irritated sigh. “That’s not what I meant. I can help, and so can your sister.”

Thor grinned “I see she worked her magic on you.”

Again, Marc faltered.

“I hear you, Marc Spector,” Thor told him, “and I’ll consider it.”

“Thank you, Thor.”

“And for the record, I’m not angry you bedded my sister, but I will be angry if you don’t go back in there and tend to her. Very poor bedside manner back there.”

The god motioned with his hand for Marc to leave. He didn’t usually let others tell him what to do, but the Asgardian had six inches on him, plus an ax the size of his head in his hand. He headed back toward the bedroom but Thor stopped him with a call of his name.

“Now I know you’re both adults, and you’re entitled to your privacy…but if you ever abandon or hurt my sister I will tear you limb from limb and feed you to the most heinous beast I can find.”

“Wouldn’t expect anything less.”

He knocked on Sigyn’s door.

“Who is it?”

“It’s Marc.”

The door swung open on its own. Marc stepped through just as Sigyn emerged from the en-suite refreshed and clothed in her black robe again.

“Did Thor threaten you?”

“Yeah, standard stuff,” he shrugged.

Sigyn shook her head with a little annoyed huff, then refocused back on Marc. “Hi.”

“Hi.”

She was sheepish. “I’m presuming that you could see what happened last night after we made love?”

“Yeah.”

She nodded. “Are you angry?”

“Not about that.”

Her brow creased with concern. “Then what about?”

“Why did you tell your brother about Jake? That we shouldn’t join the Avengers and the effort to stop Gorr? What is it, you think I’m crazy? A fun fuck to tell your brother about?”

Sigyn rushed to his side, genuinely hurt. “Marc, no.” She tried to place her hands on his arm but he shook her off. “That’s not it at all.”

“Well what was it? Because that wasn’t your information to share.”

“You’re right, I shouldn't have,” Sigyn’s apology was instant and sincere. “I’m so sorry.”

“Why did you?”

“Because as much as I love my brother, though I’ve only known this rendition of him for barely a week, he’s aligned himself with incompetent fools. I didn’t want him to recruit you because I wanted us to go find the Godbutcher ourselves. S.W.O.R.D. will only slow us down,” she confessed. “Besides, you don’t strike me as one who works well in a team per se.”

Marc arched an eyebrow in amusement. “You’re right there.”

“Again, I’m terribly sorry Marc,” she reiterated. “I hope you, Steven, and Jake can forgive me.”

Marc was reluctant to accept her apology.

“I had a dream last night. About Loki. I believe I know where he is.”

“How do you know it wasn’t just a dream?” he followed up, still not convinced.

“Because the only thing Loki loved more than fucking me was to fuck with me,” she told him. “He’s likely watching me too, and furious I had such stellar sex with you.”

Marc cracked a smile at that. “It’s probably a trap.”

“That’s why I’d like you to come with me. He’s angry which means he’ll be sloppy. We could outsmart him.”

“Okay.”

“Really?!” Sigyn beamed. She threw herself into Marc’s arms and kissed him.

He let her. But she could feel he was still holding back, so when they broke apart she asked, “You’re still cross. What is it?”

“You let Jake do anal.”

A laugh bubbled out of Sigyn but she tamped down on it. The princess pressed herself into him, caressing his shoulders and biceps as she assuaged Marc, “That doesn’t mean I won’t let you.”

“Yeah?”

“Mmm I’d love it,” the princess purred as she grinded her hip against his growing erection.

He kissed her again, this time holding nothing back. “Fuck, you’re bad for business. You scramble my brain like an egg.”

Sigyn treated Marc to the open smile he’d grown to crave. “I’m rather fond of you too.”

There was something else on his mind. “I have a question. You and Thor never..”

“No!” Sigyn exclaimed. “He’s my brother.”

“In-law,” Marc pointed out. “And this Thor isn’t even that.”

“Even so, I assure you our relationship is nothing but familial,” she averred. “To be candid, I could always see and understand his appeal intellectually, but never actually felt it. It must have fed into my resentment toward my mother for trying to match my sister with him when I lacked the desire every other maiden seemed to possess in Asgard for the prince.”

“I see.” Marc believed that they weren’t romantically entwined, but couldn’t shake that the two were in cahoots on something that went beyond stopping Gorr.

He kept it himself for the time being, enjoying the view of Sigyn changing out of her robe into a simple dove gray dress.

“Now I have a question,” she announced, sitting on the arm of the chair Marc had taken a seat in.

“Shoot.”

“I didn’t take Steven’s virginity, did I?” Before Marc could reply she added, “Please tell me I didn’t.”

“You don’t want the honor of being his first?” Marc teased. Sigyn slapped his arm. “You’re safe.”

She sighed in relief.

“Were you afraid that you were?”

“Losing your virginity to a goddess sets a rather high bar, don’t you think?”

Now it was Marc’s turn to give her a playful shove, which resulted in Sigyn climbing into Marc’s lap.

“So what’s next?” He asked, searching her deep blue irises, ignoring his body’s urge to buck up into her.

“You’ll need to summon your avian master, I presume. We need to get to Knowhere.”

“Where?”

“It’s a moon, made up of the severed head of a Celestial,” Sigyn elucidated, extracting herself from Marc’s hold. “I saw Loki there in my dream. I recommend getting dressed.”

Marc smirked, the wrappings of the suit already encasing him. “Way ahead of you, your highness.”

A/N: Check out the next installment BALLROOM BLITZ

Thanks everyone for reading!!

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terry-perry · 2 years

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One time what is it like when auntie hella babysits her neices and nephews at the rogers household and the kids are well behaved . And end of the day they all sleep on the sofa or their beds and hella asleep on the couch?

"I'm surprised Hela wanted to watch the kids,"

Y/N was too, but not as much as Steve. She knew her sister had grown fond of their children since the day they were introduced to her. Y/N told them all about her (well, maybe not everything) and how she was going to live with them for a while. They seemed okay with it, especially little A.J. For some reason, he grew the closest to Hela. Perhaps he saw something in her that no one else did.

"Well, she really enjoys their company," Y/N stated as they parked in front of their home. "Better her than Loki or Thor, if we're being honest."

"Remember when we came home and found A.J. and Nat tied up and Daisy on the roof?"

"Can't believe they taught her how to fly. How?!"

They snuck inside, not wanting to make too much noise if the kids were already in bed. They were asleep, but they certainly weren't in bed. The television was still on, a random cartoon playing, while toys were scattered all over the floor along with the girls. Y/N stifled a giggle upon seeing Daisy and Nat passed out in different areas of the living room. Daisy was drooling over a half-finished page of her coloring book while Nat was snuggling her Winnie the Pooh plushie.

"Looks like they had a fun night," Steve whispered as he quietly went over to pick Nat up and take her to her room.

Y/N could only hum in agreement, now invested in the sight of Hela sleeping on the sofa. A.J. was right there with her, snuggled up next to her. Y/N sighed fondly as she waved her hand over them. A blanket appeared that she draped over the pair. She gave them one more smile before going over to pick Daisy up.

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isabellawaites · 11 months

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Marvel oc, crimson

First name : jackson

Last name : wilson, parker, howlett

Super name : crimson

[Name origin]

Crimson-dark red

Date of birth : august 31, ????

Age : 17 (x-men evolution), 20, (young avengers), 23 (guardians of the galaxy)

Zodiac : virgo ♍️

Nicknames : the crimson spider, little wanderer, not human, the hell hitman, the lost soul, widow red, mr geroy

Gender : male

Siblings : 1, half sister

Sexuality : bisexual

Species : mutant & made being

[Phobias]

Thalassophobia-fear of the deep ocean

Thanatophobia-losing someone you love

Dystychiphobia-fear of accidents

Hair color : red

Eye color : blue

Body type : a bit muscular

Origin(s) : ????

Current location : ????

Appearance

Portrayed by : eddie redmayne

Voice actor/actor : mike young/eddie redmayne

Height : 177cm

Alignment : chaotic good

Status : alive

Affiliation : member of the young avengers, member of the guardians of the galaxy, mercenary (formerly)

Physical health : somewhat good?

Mental health : somewhat good?

Likes : science, chimichangas, pancakes, photography, music, acrobatics, sewing, reading comic books & science fiction novels, mechanics, biochemistry, fireflies, sandwiches

Dislikes : deep water, being tired, evil in general, heavy smoking, corruption, war, losing a bet, pain, a type of green, cancer, weapon X program

[Does not have parents]

Family : natalia alianovna romanova/biological mother/russian-american (????)

James howlett & logan/biological father/canada (????)

Peter benjamin parker/biological father/american (????)

Wade wilson/biological father/canada (????)

Eleanor camacho/half sister (????)

Friends/allies : [X men]

Wolverine

Nightcrawler

Iceman

Deadpool

Gambit

Emma frost

Kitty pryde

Henry "Hank" McCoy

Cyclops

Angel

Professor X

[The avengers]

Spider man

Black widow

Iron man

Captain america

Thor

Hulk

Black panther

Quicksilver

Doctor strange

Wanda maximoff

Daredevil

Johnny storm

[Guardians of the galaxy]

Star-lord

Groot

Rocket raccoon

Gamora

Adam warlock

[Young avengers]

Wiccan

Speed

Hulkling

Loki

Enemies :

Thanos

Red skull

Doctor octopus

Mysterio

Carnage

Green goblin

Norman osborn

Morbius

Kingpin

Bullseye

Kang the Conqueror

Doctor Doom

Taskmaster

Juggernaut

Weapon X

Sabretooth

The KGB

Mephisto

Love interest : toxin symbiote, later on spider-man of 2099, miguel o'hara

Love status : deceased, currently dating

Weapons/accessories :

Webshooters (Only for disguise)

IWI Desert Eagle Mark XIX.

Beretta 92FS Inox.

Beretta Px4 Storm.

Glock 17.

FN SCAR-L

IMI Tavor MTAR-21

Daewoo K3

FN M249 SAW Para

M67 Hand Grenade

M72 LAW

Katanas

Browning automatic rifle, glock 17, 3 grenades

Batons

Teleportation device

Powers :

Spider physiology

Wall-crawling

Superhuman strength

Superhuman speed

Superhuman stamina

Superhuman durability

Superhuman equilibrium

Superhuman reflexes

Spider-sense

Psychological awareness of environment

Hibernation healing

Talons and fangs

Spinnerets

Master combatant

Super resistant to hangovers

Knowledge of different languages

Resistant to telepathic attacks

Accelerated healing factor

Manipulate reality

Slow aging, and enhanced immune system

Dimension traveling

History : ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

#marvel #oc #bio

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deexchanel · 2 years

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Blind

Word Count: 2,692

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x BlackFem!OC

Warning: Swearing, Altercations, Fluff and feelings uprooted. mentioning of drugs!

Summary: Bucky is blinded by love from his girlfriend who is secretly just using him for good looks and money. Elara loves Bucky as a friend until she hung out with him more and the feelings for him grew.

A/N: It’s been a month or two. Writer’s Block is a pain the ass and this time I’m prepared. ( E-Lar-rah)

mf: motherfucker ( too lazy to keep writing it)

*Characters are 18 and older!*

Elara & Bucky

“Trying to make it to school kills me Corell.” Elara sits on the edge of the couch putting on her black and white dunks. It’s 7:30 in the morning, school started it at 8:30 sharp.

“Girl it’s just 2 more months of school before you graduate. Don’t let senioritis consume you whole.” Corell poured hazelnut creamer into her coffee. Elara fixed on her red curls in the mirror. Her outfit was a black romper.

“Sis that mf done swallowed me already. Where my keys ?”

As Elara walked past Corell pointed at the hook near the door. El kissed her big sister on the cheek and grabbed the essentials that she needed then left for school.

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“bestie what it do!” Elara walked up to her bestie as she does every morning near the 600 lockers. It was a lot of students that attended her school which why they found somewhere link.

Kaylee Jinsu had been Elara best friend since 9th grade. “I’m convinced Thor is into me.”

The pair walked side by side to breakfast. “Why you say that?” Elara looked up from her phone every so often so she wouldn’t run into anything.

“He messaged me on instagram on some friend type shit. Wait-“ Her phone buzzed and it created a little smile on her face. “Ignore that bullshit I just said. I met Thor last year because he was friendly to me first. We’re in the friend zone and I really like him.”

Elara furrowed her eyebrow in confusion,”Why are y’all still in the friend zone? Have he shown you energy that he’s feeling you back?”

Kaylee scratch the side of her next, “He’s fingered me, we’ve made out-“

“I’m going to stop you right there bestie. That’s a red flag. He’s toxicccc.” They walked in the cafeteria deep in conversation joining the line of students that also wanted breakfast.

They sat down at the table after being served two waffles, sausage, eggs and apple juice. “Oouh bestie today they got us right on breakfast.” Kaylee dipped her waffle in syrup as Elara ate on her eggs a bit.

“Girl what! I’ma be so sleepy in first block.”

“Elara!” A deep voice that belonged to Bucky made his way closer to the table. El’s smile grew seeing her other best friend who she have yet to talk to today.

“James you was real M.I.A this morning. Surprised you still my bestie.”

“I’m sorry Elara, I was busy this morning doing some shit with my pops.” He kissed her cheek, “I just came to talk to you, grab a juice then head to class.”

Elara’s cheeks turned red, “Okay Bucky enjoy your day.” Bucky ruffled Kaylee’s hair, smirking. “I will. Oh and Kay? Thor said Good morning.”

Kaylee cheeks grew red while swatting his hands away, “Bye Bucky, you play so much!” She thought he was being petty but in honesty Thor asked him to say that.

After Bucky left, The girls sat there for a minute talking. Their conversation died down a bit after hearing her best friend name in someone’s mouth.

“Bucky’s girlfriend been posting on her close friends that he is the example dude on how use them for only money and arm candy.”

Elara’s leg shook in anger hearing that shit. Bucky loves Rydee because they’ve been together since 10th grade year. Kaylee grabbed Elara’s hand pulling her from the table before anything broke loose.

“Kaylee you heard that shit ? Rydee been using Bucky for his money. I’m going to beat her ass.” She rubbed her lips together trying to calm down but it’s not working.

“Yeah I heard that shit. She wrong as fuck for that because Bucky actually likes her. When you planning on beating her ass?”

“At Lunch.”

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Eventually the best friends separated for classes until it was time for seniors lunch block. “Hey Steve!” Elara kissed his cheek then dapped up the rest of the gang around the table. “Where’s Bucky?”

“Sitting with Hoedee.” Clint pointed his fork in the direction of Bucky sitting at a lunch table with Rydee hugged up to him and all of her friends over there. It was only Loki, Clint, Steve and Tony at the table.

“Should’ve known.” Elara sat in the empty space between Loki and Tony. She glanced down at their plates trying to see which one was appetizing.“Which station you got the chicken nuggets from??” She pointed at Tony’s plate.

He dipped a chicken nugget it in ketchup then plopped it in his mouth, “Near the pizza but I forgot the name of it. Want one?” He held out one towards her.

“Yeah I wanna see what they taste like.” When she went to grab it, Tony plopped it in his mouth with a devious smirk growing.

Elara jaw dropped for a second then she glared. “You greedy mf!” She reached forward trying to grab one as same time Tony tried to block it.

“Stark give me one !”

“No! I want all of mine!”

“Tony!”

“Elara!” He mocked back.

They looked like little kids with chicken nugget crumbs over their hands from fighting over it. Amused, Steve held out an chicken nugget from his plate “Here El.”

The glare went from Tony to Steve, “You had one this whole time?!” She huff not even wanting it anymore. Steve laughed, “Because you didn’t ask me, you asked Tony out of all people at the table.”

Elara smacked her lips, “You do be making points Steve.” Her phone buzzed grabbing her attention.

bestie4L

we’re walking in now

bestie4L

who tf is we?

As soon as the message sent, Elara looked up to see her bestie & Thor walking in. Wait for it…

holding hands.

This is the end. Elara happiness dropped seeing her best friend off the market. I mean yeah she’s happy for her best friend but she couldn’t help feel alone. Kaylee wasn’t going to drop her but it probably meant she wasn’t going to always be available. El cleared her frown and put on the best smile for her best friend.

“Kay?? What in the hell is going on today? Like it is so eventful on this Thursday.” El pointed at their joined hands. Kaylee blushed,

Kaylee blushed, “I’ll tell you later Elara, you know I am.” Thor flexed his muscles to the guys and the cheered for him.

“Congrats on the relationship dude!” Steve dapped up Thor. Kaylee sat down by Elara getting comfortable while Thor sat beside Loki after doing their handshake.

“What’s up Loki!”

“Hey Thor!”

“Where’s Bucky?” The long blonde asked for his other brother. The whole table in unison, pointed behind them.

“Hoedee.”

Kaylee snorted and the whole table burst into laughter. El glanced over at her best friend, honestly missing him. He’s been busy all week with his dad til they’ve barely facetimed each other. She saw Rydee rub up and down his arm, she couldn’t help but feel jealous.

Jealous? Pfft Elara is the type of person who is far from jealously. Or is she ?

In slow motion, she watched Rydee place a kiss on the corner of Bucky’s lips. That’s it! She couldn’t sit there and watch some gold digger kiss on her man. That shit sent her over the edge and hating to admit it herself she knew why.

All she saw was red.

El slammed her book bag down on the table getting up. “Lara??” Kaylee got up from her seat following behind her. “Oh we ready??”

“You damn right we is.” Lara made way over to Rydee table. Kaylee crossed her arms, not losing eye contact on Rydee. Bucky glanced up to his best friend from his phone, “Best? Hey, I was just finna text-“

Elara and Kaylee stared down on Rydee but Ry wasn’t going down without a fight so she stood up too.

“Bitch you think you’re going to use my best friend for his money and not think I’ll do anything??!! Are you fucking dumb?!?!”

“Elara shut the fuck up cause you’re not going to do anything about it!”

“Oh baby we gone do everything about it, don’t fucking play!” Kaylee spoke up, taking her ear rings out. Another one of Rydee’s friend stood up too. The cafeteria was still rowdy from the other kids so not a lot of people was aware of what was going on.

The boys watched from afar, completely confused on what the hell going on. Bucky stood up, just as confused as his friends. “Elara what is going on? What’s the reason on why you walking up to Rydee like this??”

Elara pointed at Rydee, anger written all over her face.“Tell him Rydee! Tell him that you been using-“

Rydee lurched forward aiming to Elara’s face but El’s fist connected to Ry’s face first. Punches were thrown left and right but Ry slipped on a bookbag so she fell backwards which had Elara on top.

Rydee’s friend inched closer to the fight but Kay kept watched the whole time. She went over to the friend “Oh bitch you trying to jump in?!” Kaylee grabbed her hair, pulling her to the ground. “Bitch don’t you ever think you can jump in my best friend fight!”

The two fights caught everyone attention and the cafeteria erupted into a lot of commotion. Bucky had enough of the fighting from Elara, he grabbed her waist trying to get her off. “Elara let her go!”

He didn’t understand what was the whole fight about. Bucky was upset that El fought Rydee for nothing. He had a lot of questions to ask both of them. “El stop!”

Bucky’s strength successfully pulled El off but it wasn’t enough to contain her. “Bitch I’m not finished with you!!” Rydee yelled as a teacher held her back. Both girls had a scratch or two on their faces.

“I’m forever ready you stupid bitch. You knew you were fucking wrong to do MY best friend like that!!” She thrashed around in Bucky’s arm cause every piece of her wanted Rydee head tore off.

It be them damn light skins that wanna fuck over the good guys. Bucky held on to her waist, with all the moving Elara was still in his arms. He pulled her into the hallway, not even upset because he wanted to know what’s going on.

“Elara calm the hell down and tell me what happened? What is you talking about with Rydee?! I’ve asked that question about a thousand times and no fucking answer! Plus you’re fighting her over this means this some deep shit so what is it?”Bucky ‘s angry but determined expression stared into Elara’s chocolate eyes.

She closed her eyes taking in a deep breath, not knowing how he will take this. Now realizing that she cause this mess without even knowing how Bucky would react. Shit! All because she was jealous.

The guys walked out the cafeteria excluding Kaylee and Thor. Steve wanted to speak up but the argument looked heated.

“This morning I overheard some girls say that Rydee has been using for you money and good looks. I went a little deeper and found out she’s still with Martin.”

Bucky heart sank, he didn’t know if it was true or not. He didn’t want to believe it. “Th-That doesn’t makes sense El. Rydee didn’t-” Ry was Bucky’s first relationships since he had lost his arm in a car wreck. Yeah Elara was in the picture but only as friends.

What El told him stuck in his head, “You can’t believe stuff you hear Elara. Why are you trying to sabotage my relationship? You fought her for no reason!”

Elara looked at Bucky in disbelief “I had a reason! No don’t you fucking dare take up for that gold digging bitch!” The anger kicked back in. “Bucky ain’t no fucking information like that is just going to float around school as a rumor.”

“Everything’s a fucking rumor. A real best friend would’ve just told me personally instead of fighting my girlfriend. You don’t have to fight all the time Elara!” Bucky got closer and their eyes never broke contact. He was angry for not knowing if this information was true and he’s taking out on the wrong person. His heart was telling no but his head just wanted him to keep going.

“Buck!” Steve jumped end cause they’re friendship was on the edge. “Both of you just chill out on this right now.”

“You hear your fucking self right?! You know what everybody can’t handle a real bitch like me so I’ll do you a favor and leave. She did you dirty, I took your side and beat her ass cause I’m your best friend plus overprotective of you and you’re mad with me?” She shook her hands trying not to put her hands on him. Elara’s heart was just torn from what he was saying. “I’ll chill out when he take his head out of Rydee’s ass.”

“Fuck you Elara cause you don’t know how I really feel!” Bucky balled his fist, and that’s when everyone intervened. Tony held back Elara who fist were balled as well.

“Fuck you Bucky!” She tried to move but Tony got in the way. “Stark you can move cause he’s pushing it!”

“No you two need to cool it. You guys obviously need some time apart!” Feeling in defeat when Tony didn’t move, El flipped Bucky off. She nodded her head as her eyes filled with tears.

The principal opened the door pointing at El, “You come with me.” Elara followed her without protest to the office.

—————

Elara laid into bed, her feelings for Bucky were everywhere. She liked him but the way he acted today, obviously showed that he wasn’t into her.

Her love life was hard and not being with her parents made it harder. In her side nightstand, El reached down grabbing an old coach purse which held what she needed. 5 minutes later she was done rolling up.

Yeah…

Done rolling up…

When your love life and losing both parents is hard, something has to take the pain away.

*Incoming call from bestie4L*

The facetime call answered with Kaylee sitting on her back porch.

“You done rolling up?”

“Yes, just looking for my lighter.” Elara always losing her damn purple lighter. After finding it under her pillow, she made a walk to her back porch.

“You always looking for that damn lighter!”

“Hush cause you be losing yours too!” El laughed, then sat down in a chair.

*********

The world echoed around Elara as the grass became interesting. “Elara what happened between you and Bucky?” She heard Kaylee’s voice from beside her, honestly forgetting that she was on the phone for a second.

“He took her side with his confused ass and how I know that was true about Rydee cause when I was making her ass confessed, she cames towards me first that’s why I took the first lick.” She hit the blunt against the ash tray to knock some off.

“I was there on the second part slow ass , keep going on the first part when I was in the office.” Kaylee laughed at the slow moment Elara just had. “El you high as fuck. He took her side how?”

“Man he said he didn’t know if it was true or not so he don’t know whose side to take and plus it was wrong to fight her. All that pure bullshit.”

“How the fuck he can’t believe you? You were here first so he should know you by now. You took his side and he still chose hers. Men.” Kaylee shook her head then inhaled the smoke through her nose. “I had to hit the blunt for the stupid shit, you just said.”

Elara laughed putting out the blunt. Kaylee always know how to put a smile on her face and Elara’s forever grateful for that. “Girl ima be there in 2 minutes so we can smoke these together bye!”

“Bye bitch!”

After smoking, Elara regretted nothing from today but he was still on her mind. The way his eyes stared into hers…

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Yupppp my ass wrote this while high and sober. my first post since a month or two ago. I’m out for the summer so I should be more active.

stay slutty my friends 💗

#marvel #bucky barnes fluff #captain america #bucky barnes #bucky fanfic #bucky imagine #steve rogers fanfiction #bucky barnes one shot #bucky x poc!reader #bucky barnes x black!reader #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #tony stark x oc #thor x black!reader #steve rogers x original female character #marvel fanfiction

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somethingeden · 5 months

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Book help - Series + Characters and Love Tropes

[Firstly, here is post for the fandoms]

Hello, I am a writer on Wattpad and I am trying to think of a story. I do get writer's block so I have old books but I am to lazy to rewrite them. Okay so I have a few ideas but may you use about a minute to vote or even give me suggestions, it would be appreciated! I could also do a cross over.

Series and the characters that I am considering of doing is (I am also okay with character x character and oc x oc:

Narnia (Edmund Pevensie/Peter Pevensie/Caspian X/Lucy Pevensie/Susan Pevensie/Aslan/Eustace Scrubb)

MCU (Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers/Wanda Maximoff/Peter Parker/Harley Keener/Hope Lang/Scott Lang/Same Wilson/Natasha Romanoff/Pietro Maximoff/Tony Stark/Thor/Loki/Stephen Strange/Wade Wilson/Peter Quill)

Harry Potter (Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy/Ron Weasley/Hermione Granger/Luna Lovegood/Neville Longbottom/Blaise Zabini/Pansy Parkinson/Sirius Black/Remus Lupin/Bellatrix Lestrange/Ginny Weasley/Fred Weasley/George Weasley/Bill Weasley/Charlie Weasley/Cedric Diggory/Tom Riddle/Mattheo Riddle)

Harry Potter and the Cursed Child (Albus Potter/James Potter II/Rose Granger-Weasley/Scorpius Malfoy/Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter/Hermione Granger/Ted Lupin)

Marauders (James Potter/Sirius Black/Remus Lupin/Bellatrix Black/Marlene Mckinnon/Mary Mcdonald/Dorcas Meadows)

Doctor Who (9th Doctor/Jack Harkness/10th Doctor/Donna Noble/11th Doctor/Amy Pond/Clara Oswin Oswald/12th Doctor/13th Doctor/Yasmin Khan/Ryan Sinclair/14th Doctor/Donna Noble/Rose Noble)

Heartstopper (Ben Hope/Harry Greene/Imogen Heaney/David Nelson)

Grease (Danny Zuko/Sandy Olsson/Kenickie Murdock/Leo Balmudo)

Disney (Ariel/Maleficent/Briar Rose/Ursula/Prince Eric)

Greek Mythology (Medusa/Hades/Poseidon/Apollo/Ares/Hermes/Demeter)

The Mortal Instruments [I haven't read all the books] (Jace Wayland-Herondale.../Alec Lightwood/Raphael Santiago/Isabelle Lightwood/Magnus Bane/Jonathan Morgenstern/Maia Roberts/Jordan Kyle)

Percy Jackson [I sadly don't have the books but I am going to base it off the tv series that'll come out next month] (Percy Jackson/Annabeth Chase/Grover Underwood/Luke Castellan/Ares/Poseidon/Hades/Clarisse La Rue/Medusa/Hermes/Hephaestus)

Enola Holmes 1 and 2 (Enola Holmes/Tewksbury/Sherlock Holmes/Mycroft Holmes)

Jurassic Park (Ian Malcolm/Alan Grant)

Jurassic World (Own Grady/Zach Mitchell/Maisie Lockwood/Gray Mitchell/Ian Malcolm/Alan Grant)

Little Women (Theodore Laurence)

Lord of the Rings (Frodo Baggins/Legolas Greenleaf/Aragorn/Eomer/Faramir)

The Hobbit (Bilbo Baggins/Thorin Oakenshield/Kili Oakenshield/Fili Oakenshield/Thranduil Greenleaf/Bard/Legolas Greenleaf)

Uncharted (Nathan Drake/Victor Sullivan/Chloe Frazer)

Supernatural (Dean Winchester/Sam Winchester/Jack Kline/Claire Novak)

Mamma Mia 1 and 2 (Sam Carmichael/Harry Bright/Bill Anderson/Sky)

Love tropes:

Enemies to Lovers

Friends to Lovers

Forbidden Love

Secret Identity/Billionaire/Royal

Best friend's Brother/Sister

Second Chance

Soulmates

Fake Relationships to Lovers

Wedding – Runaway Bride/Runaway Groom/Jilted/Arranged Marriage

Strangers to Lovers

Amnesia/Mistaken Identity

Holiday Romance/Flings (Can lead to a baby)

Already Together

Hero x Villain

Sworn off Relationships

Opposites Attract

Secret Baby

Two Person Love Triangle (Mistaken Identity)

Reunited

Fairy Tale Retelling

Bet

Blind Date

and more...

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The Mimic

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/IkUubDX by lovely_person ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪᴍɪᴄ | ❝ mankind has always feared what it doesn't understand ❞ 𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐀 𝐗𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑 was brought in at S.H.I.E.L.D half-dead when she was just 7 years old, along with her eleven-year-old brother. After the 10-day comma she was in, she experienced amnesia, as the doctors told her. The medical team had told her she would gain those lost fragments of memories back in no time, but her memories had faded and never returned-they never will. How ironic for a telepath. 𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑, she didn't let this inconvenience wear her down, so she set her sights on the present and not the past. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍-𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑-𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓 has spent her days in a facility ever since she arrived. It wasn't all bad; she would wake up, train, eat, 20 minutes of playtime, train, learn, eat, and then sleep. It was a constant cycle that would drive many crazy, but with Mabel, it allowed her to distract herself from the questions that blurred her mind. ( avengers x fem! oc ) ( The Avengers- CATWS ) ( book one ) Words: 1723, Chapters: 4/?, Language: English Fandoms: X-Men - All Media Types, X-Men (Movieverse), X-Men: First Class (Comics), The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Captain America (Movies), Captain America - All Media Types, The Gifted (Marvel TV 2017) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M Characters: Thor (Marvel), Tony Stark, Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Steve Rogers, Loki (Marvel), Phil Coulson, SHIELD Agents & Staff, Bruce Banner, Betty Ross, Jean Grey, Charles Xavier, Erik Lehnsherr, Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Sam Wilson (Marvel), James "Bucky" Barnes, Emma Frost, Logan (X-Men), Matt Murdock, Jessica Jones (Marvel), T’Challa, Wakandan Characters (Marvel), Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s) Relationships: Peter Parker/Original Female Character(s), Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanov, James "Bucky" Barnes/Sam Wilson, Erik Lehnsherr/Charles Xavier/Original Female Character(s), Avengers Team Members & X-Men Team Members (Marvel) Additional Tags: Angst, Brother-Sister Relationships, Daddy Issues, Mental Breakdown, Mutant Powers, Alternate Universe, Telekinesis, Telepathy, Phoenix Force - Freeform, Powerful MC, Dad Steve Rogers, Avengers are one big happy family, Avengers Family, Protective Avengers read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/IkUubDX

#Bucky #Captain America #Winter Soldier #Sam Wilson #James Barnes #Falcon #SamBucky #BuckySam #IFTTT #ao3feed

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Trust the Golden Scales, They Know Best

masterlist & summary

pairing: loki x oc (sigrid hastain)

playlist: classical

a/n: please have mercy this is quite literally the first fanfiction i've ever posted ;--;

word count: 3.9k (guys im sorry)

Chapter One: Why was she so angry?

Contrary to popular belief, Sigrid was very glad that she was finally going to be returning home. She had never been the ungrateful type -- especially compared to her older sister, Arya -- so Sigrid’s furious outburst at the news of her family’s return to Asgard certainly was unexpected. Of course news spread around Asgard and the colonies, but Sigrid never expected the rumors to circle back to Omnipotent City, where she was studying.

But why did Sigrid have such a negative reaction? Her seething response truly didn’t encapsulate her feelings for the news she received. But now she was left to ponder her feelings as she anxiously braced herself for her mother’s livid welcoming.

Maybe it was because she didn’t want to be ripped away from her fantasyland in Omnipotent City -- face all of the responsibilities a woman of her Noble status should have done already. But Sigrid could easily justify that her studies in Omnipotent city were also a very important part in bettering the House of Hastain's reputation.

Sigrid was studying to be the next High Priestess of Justice. Of course, she was the top student, and next in line if anything were to happen to the current High Priestess. No High Priestess has ever been chosen to be the Goddess of Justice, but deep down in Sigrid’s pessimistic mind, she hoped that maybe she would.

She had been the youngest apprentice, yet had no difficulty being the best. To be frank, Sigrid had been an overachiever her entire life. Despite being younger than both princes, Sigrid had been in Thor’s lessons for as long as she could remember. This most definitely did not mean she was well-behaved or disciplined. Yes, Sigrid returned from lessons with shockingly perfect scores in one hand, but a distraught note from her mentor in the other.

Sigrid had nothing particularly against Asgard. She loved the people and missed her friends. But in Omnipotent City she was surrounded by compliments that fueled her ego and people that groveled at her talent. She noticed that she tended to be more outgoing and carefree in Omnipotent City. Although she disliked it, Sigrid felt like she needed to keep up with her role of the soft-spoken, intelligent twin, since her brother, Eindride, was so extroverted. Sigrid didn’t want to leave the place where she didn't have a reputation. She was allowed to be funny. She was allowed to be opinionated. She was allowed to make mistakes.

Maybe the reason she didn’t want to return was because she couldn’t bear to see both of her childhood friends tied together by the golden band on their finger. Runa and Hjalmar were wonderful people -- whom Sigrid cherished her time with -- but she felt an overwhelming sense of shame when she thought about moments that had happened with them in the past. Not because of anything Sigrid did per se, but because she felt she was the odd one out in the group. Sigrid felt so dense for not seeing how the two were significantly closer to each other than she had ever been with them. She felt embarrassed for tagging along and felt she was included out of pity.

But that wasn’t the main reason as to why Sigrid felt so shameful. The ugly truth was that she had fancied Hjalmar for the majority of her childhood. He saw her for who she truly was, an insecure little girl who was petrified of losing her reputation of overachievement. Hjalmar was the only person who could soothe her of these anxieties and make her feel like she was more than her mastery or her fierce intelligence.

Sigrid’s feelings for Hjalmar were long gone by now. The engagement letter she had gotten had been enough to put out the kindling of hope in her heart that maybe, just maybe, Runa’s and Hjalmar’s relationship would sadly fail. But nonetheless, she couldn’t shake the embarrassment when she and the newlyweds interacted.

Although both of these were valid reasons, the core issue was precisely the reason why she needed to come back to Asgard in the first place:

Arya’s wedding.

Arya had been the most beautiful out of the three. She had inherited her mother’s golden blonde hair and unblemished fair skin, as well as her father’s large brown doe eyes. Arya was petite, standing no taller than Sigrid’s shoulder. She had a thin yet hourglass body. A body that many men would kill for.

Logically, Arya decided to start her courting season as a late teenager -- much earlier than most. Unsurprisingly, hundreds of men decided to lunge at the opportunity. It was exhausting, seeing so many letters from countless Nobles across the realms, even some distant royalty. Predictably, Arya settled for nothing but the best. And that is exactly what she got.

Arya was engaged to be wed to the First Prince of Asgard, Thor, son of Odin.

This infuriated Sigrid, but not because she was jealous of Arya’s engagement (well kind of). She hadn’t been so angry when she got the news that Eindride was getting married several years prior. Sigrid was angry because she was going to be that much more pressured by her mother to enter her own courting season. Sigrid was past the age to start seeking a husband, and this drove her mother mad. Sigrid would be pestered by her mother in every letter with questions like: Have you met any young men? No nice young gods that fancy you? I can’t believe all of your friends are engaged to be wed; this is a sign that you ought to find a young scholar that treats you well. I am quite sure you’re not looking hard enough.

Sigrid knew deep in her heart that if she ever started a season, all of the suitors would be the men that Arya rejected. The suitors that were infatuated with Arya. The suitors that traveled across the nine realms to bask in Arya’s beauty, the suitors that never gave Sigrid a second look when they visited their home. The suitors who came to ask for Sigrid’s hand would have Arya in their minds instead. Those suitors would marry her to get closer to her unattainable sister. Sigrid was much too weak to let that happen.

Sigrid was the exact opposite of Arya. She towered over Arya, almost reaching the height of Arya’s future husband. The last time she remembered, Sigrid was only a couple inches shorter than Thor. She had a curvier figure as well. Her arms and legs were muscle-bound, and her hips were much too wide. Her hair was impressively black excluding the two stark white stripes stemming from her temples. She had fair skin that was littered with freckles all over her body.

Suffice to say, Sigrid did not find herself to be beautiful. She tried to convince herself that she had accepted it and moved on, that she has more facets that make her a good person, a good wife. Though, all of it was in vain because, alas, she was still jealous of her sister’s stunning.

The most embarrassing reason Sigrid had been so disheartened by the news of their union was because she had a fleeting dream that maybe, in an ideal world, she could end up marrying the second prince. She knew it was delusional. Sigrid knew for a fact that Prince Loki had never given her a second glance at the celebrations they had both attended (which were multiple).

What added to his appeal was the fear she had of him. Sigrid was well aware of Loki’s reputation of being a liar and cheat. In her deranged fantasy, she was the exception. She was the woman Loki stayed loyal to. Sigrid alone longed to be the one person who made him change. She knew that her reverie was absolutely impossible, but the fact that Arya and Thor were to be wed just put the nail in the coffin.

“Excuse me, your grace,” a young servant appeared in front of Sigrid, then bowed. “Heimdall has arrived.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“HOW BLOODY DARE YOU COME BACK HERE AND SHOW YOUR FACE IN FRONT OF ME?! AFTER THE ABOMINATION OF A LETTER YOU SENT BACK!” Sigrid’s mother stomped her miniscule frame through the hallway, startling several of the many maidservants littered throughout the palace.

“No-Now Magnhild!” Sigrid’s father -- a man of an impressive stature -- stumbled along behind the tiny deranged woman. “Please, darling, calm down. We’re in the palace!”

“Ragnar, your daughter is VERY, VERY LUCKY to be inside this GODDAMN PALACE RIGHT NOW!” Magnhild whipped her head back and forth between Sigrid and her father.

Sigrid could only blink and stare at her mother’s furious outburst. But that didn’t stop her from finding amusement in seeing her distressed father scurrying behind her livid mother.

Duke Ragnar Hastain was an unimaginably large man. Not only was he seven feet tall, he was 300 pounds of pure muscle. Ragnar was capable of crushing a watermelon in between his forearm and bicep. His tanned skin was roughened and scarred by the countless battles he had been in. Several of these scars stretched across his face and left small jagged edges in his long black beard. His multi-toned salt-pepper-hair was always tied in a half bun at the back of his head.

On the contrary, Duchess Magnhild Hastain was shorter than Arya. most would say that Arya came out as a carbon copy of her mother, but Sigrid didn’t agree. Yes, both Arya and Magnhild had golden blonde hair and fair skin, but Magnhild’s eyes were a sharp shade of icy teal. In fact, every single feature of Magnhild’s was sharp. Her cheekbones, jawline, nose, even collarbones, looked as if they were chiseled from marble.

“Siiri,” Ragnar placed his large hands on Magnhild’s dainty shoulders and exhaled, “it's so great to see you, my dear.”

A moment of silence passed.

Magnhild took a shaky breath and tightened her mouth. Not a fleeting moment later, she clung onto Sigrid and proceeded to bawl her eyes out.

“Siiri,” Magnhild wailed, “we missed you so much--” she let out a few strangled hiccups, “--w-we are so proud of you-you,” she cried, leading into another wail.

“Mama,” Sigrid squeezed Magnhild back, “I missed both of you exceptionally.” She pulled away from her mother slightly, rubbing her back as a pitiful attempt at comforting her. “To make you feel better, I brought plenty of gifts.”

Magnhild widened her eyes, “Y-you,” she sniffled, “you didn't have to bring us anythi--”

“--No, no, no, thank you so much, Siiri dear,” Ragnar interjected and approached Sigrid.

Magnild released Sigrid, sniffling and putting her hands on her flushed cheeks in efforts to cool them down. Ragnar then wrapped his large arms around Sigrid.

“I’m so glad you’re home,” he mumbled.

Sigrid tried her best to not break down like her mother had done only a few moments before. Luckily, Ragnar let her go soon enough. The only thing that Omnipotent City didn't have was a way to spend time with her father.

It was obvious that Sigrid loved her father. Not to say that she didn’t love her mother, but it was apparent that she fared far better with Ragnar. Ever since Sigrid was young, Ragnar would sneak her into his office so she could help him with paperwork. At first he brought her in only for company, but Sigrid had never been able to sit still. The only thing Ragnar could do to ease her inquisitive nature was to let her do some of the work herself. Sigrid most likely spent years in that office with her father. So abandoning that cherished tradition so abruptly when she left for Omnipotent City was overwhelmingly painful.

But alas, Sigrid was back home, with her father. She took a deep breath, which seemed to soothe her emotions.

“Alright then," Magnhild rolled back her shoulders and looked out the clear window. The sky was turning purple. “You ought to move along, Siiri. The banquet dinner begins in all but three hours. Make certain you look your very best for the Royal Family. Oh, and put on that beautiful red dress, will you? The one with the pretty gold details.”

Magnhild sighed, wiping a stray tear off of her rosy cheek. She took in Sigrid from afar, then reached up and cupped Sigrid’s face into her hands.

“I love you so much, my dear.”

Magnhild’s hand suddenly became much firmer, squeezing Sigrid’s cheeks so hard it puckered her lips:

“But just to be clear,” she spoke quietly through her teeth, “I am still very angry at you.”

Sigrid managed to utter a panicked “yesh mama” in her mother’s iron grip. Magnhild hummed in response, offered Sigrid a curt nod, and released Sigrid’s poor face.

Magnhild lifted her gray dress and walked briskly past Sigrid. Ragnar gave Sigrid a knowing smile and gave her shoulder two hearty pats as he followed his beautiful wife. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Arya’s welcome had been significantly worse than Magnhild's. She was already fuming and was riling herself up to yell at Sigrid. How dare she not congratulate her on such a momentous day? Thankfully, Arya and Sigrid had gotten over their screaming match fairly quickly.

Soon after that, Sigrid began preparing herself for the banquet. She sat down on her vanity and started doing her own makeup. Sigrid felt as if the maidservants -- no matter how skilled -- could never figure out how to execute her makeup just right. Same with her hair, though she did count on them to aid her with more complex styles.

Suddenly, she heard the large door at the entrance swing open.

Arya rushed into Sigrid’s temporary chambers. “Sid, Sid, Sid, can you please do my hair? You know, the pretty braids? The ones you do so well?”

To Sigrid’s dismay, a concerning amount of maidservants flooded into her room. She felt she had no need for this absurd amount of servants. It was far too much to keep track of.

“Oh my god, Arya, get one of the millions of maids to do them for you,” Sigrid groaned distractedly. She had been attempting to do her eyeliner before Arya and her gaggle of maids entered her room. Sigrid had to clean her face and attempt the line again.

“Pleeease,” Arya bounced up and down on her heels next to Sigrid’s vanity, “they don’t do it like you do. You know that.”

“Girl, I also have to do my hair. And it takes more time since I do it myself.”

“Ugh fine,” Arya turned to leave the room, “but I’m getting ready in here.”

“I don’t know what I feel currently. I’m ecstatic, of course. Thor is the best husband anyone could possibly get. Despite that, I just can’t seem to shake this feeling of dread I have. What if I fail?” Arya fiddled with her rings nervously, “What if I mess up during this banquet and he calls off the wedding? ”

“Arya, don't be ridiculous. Of course he’s going to like you. He’s the one that chose you. In theory, he ought to be the one who has to win you over.” Sigrid noted as she was walking down the vast golden hallways, lit with torches high up over their heads.

It was completely dark outside. Two guards were a few paces in front of them, guiding them to the throne room, where the Hastains would be formally introduced. The ceilings of the palace were so far up that it looked distorted from Sigrid's point of view. Although there was a draft that entered from in between the towering columns, Sigrid didn’t feel cold. Her dress -- a deep red velvet gown decorated with thin gold spirals layered over a silk golden dress-- had a high neck and tight long sleeves.

“My god, it’s so fucking cold.” Arya said as she crossed her arms.

“Well nobody forced you to wear that dress.” Sigrid quipped, just to tease Arya.

“Shut up.”

“No.”

“...”

A silence fell between them. All Sigrid heard was the clinking of the guards’ golden armor.

Sigrid was nervous as well. As well as a mix of burning curiosity. Has Loki changed in the past few years? Undoubtedly he did, but she was so intrigued to see what he looked like. But what if she fumbled? Did something embarrassing in front of the Second Prince? Sigrid's biggest fear was to leave a bad, or worse, embarrassing first impression.

Sigrid took a deep breath, ”You’ll be fine, I’m sure of it.”

“Do you think Thor is nervous too?” Arya asked.

“Not one fucking bit.” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“Psst,” Eindride whispered, poking Sigrid’s ribs.

Sigrid gave no response. Her eyes bore into the golden doors directly in front of her. Two guards, in their golden garb, stood straight, one hand holding one door hinge, the other clasping a gilded spear.

“Sid.”

He jabbed.

“Sid.”

He jabbed once more.

“Sid.”

He jabbed again.

“Hey Sid.”

He kept repeating, over and over again.

Sigrid just couldn’t anymore.

“Quit it.” Sigrid whipped her head around and slapped Eindride’s hand.

“Hi.” Eindride said.

Sigrid, fueled by annoyance, slapped the back of his head. Such a pressing matter to be discussed, she thought sarcastically.

“Ow!!” Eindride rubbed the back of his head.

“Sigrid!” Magnhild turned around, magically knowing that Sigrid had been the one that smacked Eindride. Her face was twisted in indignation, a sharp wrinkle appearing in between her thin eyebrows.

“Mama, he started it,” Sigrid whined, trying to reason with her mother.

“You be careful, Sigrid. You’re on thin fucking ice with me,” Magnhild warned through her pursed lips. Then she directed her attention towards both twins, “Now you best believe if either of you decide to pull that dense bullshit in that goddamn throne room,” she jabbed her finger towards the doors. “I won’t hesitate to smack some sense into you.”

“... yes mama,” The twins responded in tandem. Just the image of getting struck by her miniscule mother in Prince Loki’s presence filled her with embarrassment.

“I was just trying to give you a warm welcome, Sid,” Eindride whispered.

Sigrid rolled her eyes. “Shut up.”

Quiet muffled voices traveled through the thick doors, most likely the royal family scurrying to their positions.

Abruptly, the voices stopped.

“May we, the Asgardian Royal Family, formally welcome the Duke Ragnar and the House of Hastain.”

On command, the guards heaved the doors open and proceeded to walk down the long hallway.

Instinctually, Sigrid followed. Back straight, neck elongated, arms gracefully placed above her navel.

As Sigrid was walking, she scanned the entire room, eyes moving from side to side, being sure she wasn’t moving her head. She tuned out the All-Father’s warm(ish) welcome and her father’s hearty response.

Unfortunately, when she reached the front of the throne room, she noticed she was just as tall as the guard next to her. She hunched her shoulders reflexively, to try and soothe the rush of shame that ran through her spine. The spine that was much too long. Luckily, the two guards left the Hastains before the throne to go stand in their far-off stations.

Now that she was closer to the throne, Sigrid could inspect the royalty in front of her.

Prince Loki stood tall and straight on the opposite side of the throne. His face was partially blocked by the horned helm settled on his head, but she could see his straight nose and sharp eyes peek through the front. He wore golden armor with panels that elongated his already broad shoulders. A green cape billowed down his back, making him seem significantly taller.

Sigrid had to pry her eyes away from him. Her stomach erupted into butterflies. He had become more attractive, and it made her nervous. She desperately tried to reason with herself; Loki would never pick a woman like her to be his wife, not a chance. But nonetheless, she felt her face flush.

Thank goodness she had to curtsy in front of the Royal Family; it would hide her panicked face perfectly.

As she got up, King Odin declared, “I welcome Duke Ragnar Hastain along with his wife, Duchess Magnhild Hastain, his daughter, Lady Arya Hastain, as well as his twins, Priestess Sigrid Hastain and General Eindride Hastain.”

Sigrid’s eyes widened. It had never occurred to her that her title would be said with her name. Hopefully her family would be quick to forget about it, but she braced herself for a plethora of nagging questions about it later at the banquet table.

“We express our gratitude for your graciousness, your Majesty,” Ragnar said, skimming over Sigrid’s new title. “All of us are quite excited to celebrate this holy matrimony in your revered palace.”

King Odin nodded stoically, “I am very glad you accepted our invitation.'' He outstretched an open hand towards Thor, “My son is truly ecstatic for the celebration.”

Thor nodded vigorously, “Yes, yes. Very.” He put up a thumbs up, “Truly.”

Sigrid couldn’t help but turn to Eindride, who was on the other end of the line, and share a smile. Thor got along with everyone. Although he was brash, arrogant, and impulsive, he was very endearing. He carried himself with a certain charm that worked with everyone he met. Although he lacked a sense of self-preservation, it meant that he was immensely optimistic.

Unbeknownst to Sigrid, Prince Loki had caught the smile. It was quick, so it took a few moments for him to process it. For some unknown reason, her smile intrigued him.

The King and Queen proceeded to talk to Magnhild and Ragnar, with occasional contributions from the happy couple. Sigrid’s mind was wandering all sorts of places. She wondered how many tiles there were on the mosaic ceiling — depicting the entire royal family. Then she looked over at Loki’s magnificent helm again. How much did that thing weigh? She gave silent props to Loki for standing there with such a head accessory for such a long time.

“Speaking of the celebration,” Queen Frigga added, “Prior to the ceremony, both the bride and groom-to-be will have plenty of time to get to know each other.”

“We appreciate that Sigrid volunteered to be their chaperone.”

Sigrid couldn’t hide the shock from her face. She had known immediately that this was her mother’s doing. What was Sigrid expecting? This was exactly something her mother would torture her with as punishment. But Sigrid had to give credit where credit was due; Magnhild knew how to concoct the perfect punishment for each and every one of her children.

“O-of course,” Sigrid said, flashing a strained smile.

“It would be her pleasure,” Maghild interjected, clasping Sigrid’s forearm.

Sigrid desperately turned to see what face Eindride made. His eyes were wide and his mouth was in a surprised smile. When Sigrid gave him a look of dread, Eindride looked like he was damn well about to piss himself. Then, when her face changed to alarm, he had to turn his head to not laugh out loud.

“Very well,” King Odin lifted his head, “Let us stall no longer, or the food will grow cold.”

As Sigrid was walking out of the throne room, she felt a hand on her back.

“Maybe you ought not to get angry in your next letter, my dear Siiri,” Magnhild whispered.

Sigrid scowled and wrinkled her nose in displeasure.

How could she not be angry now?

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