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#Valkyrie (Marvel)
r3dblues · 5 months
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Hello Valcarol nation I am here to offer you this
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maximotts · 2 years
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𝔰𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔫 𝔡𝔲𝔱𝔶 ☾ 𝔳𝔞𝔩𝔨𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔢
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pairing ❦ king!Valkyrie x female handmaiden!reader
summary ❦ one kiss and you were hers. Now in New Asgard, you owed your King a great deal for your brand new life; thankfully, you adored every way she found to show your appreciation
warnings ❦ smut, 18+ only content; strap-ons, pillow humping, innocence kink, degradation but not intense, face fucking, humiliation if you squint, submission, name calling but reader knows Val cares about her
words ❦ 1.9k
a/n ❦ @crescent-witch requested a Val fic, I wanted to write a Val fic, now king Val is finally here! Mildly debating turning this into a series of things because just.. yeaaah King Valkyrie
kinktober masterlist.
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This song and dance though, this show of power in her possessive grip about your waist contradicting the gentle way she looked at you — a prize instead of property— it only made you fall harder. If you were to crash and burn, you had a gut feeling she’d catch you.
How would you feel about a job reassignment, precious? 
New Asgard lived up to its name; obviously in origins, but for you it was all new shops, views, and people. One person in particular was the reason you’d wound up here, plucked from your lavish home in Omnipotence City under Zeus’ court, whisked away the instant her warrior blood stained lips met the back of your hand. Being smitten was alright, she wasn’t your first crush; it was when she returned despite the banishment she’d surely been dealt that your heart began to flare. 
She’d beckoned you over from her place in the shadows with one commanding finger, shrouded figure somehow invisible to everyone but you, her target. You remembered the multitude of questions that’d bounced around your skull, wanting to ask who she was just to hide the reality that as soon as some maid uttered her name you’d poured through every bit of information you could get your hands on, trying to uncover the secrets of this alluring Valkyrie. It didn’t matter, she’d shushed you with that same finger now against your lips, every thought you’d hoarded for weeks since your first encounter thrown out the window. She tugged you those last few inches closer, fully engulfed in her dark hiding spot and overwhelmed with just how solid her body felt against your own, toned arm keeping your front tight against her chest.
There was no doubt in your mind she could’ve taken you at will, snatched you while you passed and rode off on her Pegasus without having to bat one seductive eye; it’d happened before to women around here. This song and dance though, this show of power in her possessive grip about your waist contradicting the gentle way she looked at you — a prize instead of property— it only made you fall harder. If you were to crash and burn, you had a gut feeling she’d catch you.
How would you feel about a job reassignment, precious? 
Now you were her… something. You’d heard whispers of ‘King’s Consort’ but never asked. She called, you came; you wished for anything, she provided; it was nameless, but you had no complaints. Your king went above and beyond, far more attentive than any person you’d experienced in your young life… so you had no qualms doing whatever she asked.
Valkyrie was a busy woman, always going from one meeting to another, leaving her exhausted many nights when she finally joined you in her chambers. Occasionally it made you sad, bored without her presence, and as much as she’d teased you about it in your short time with her, she hated seeing you pout. Today she’d put her events on hold, promising to spend the entire day with you— she’d neglected to mention she still had a mountain of paperwork to work through. 
It would’ve upset you had she not summoned you to her desk after an hour, thumbs rubbing into your soft hips while she playfully nibbled at your belly through your thin dress. If she kept up, your knees would buckle and she knew that; it wouldn’t be the first time she’d held your entire weight effortlessly. “Sit with me, buttercup. I want something pretty to look at.” 
So melted by her smooth words, you didn’t realize where Val placed you until you were craning your neck upwards, sat between her legs on a thick cushion she’d clearly already anticipated using. Confusion rose as she stroked your cheeks, her smug grin only serving to trouble you further. “I don’t want to sit down here. It’s cold…”
“But you look perfect down there, just right,” If you wanted to pout, you couldn’t, her thumb swiping over your lips before pressing past them like it belonged there the whole time. The other fingers weren’t a necessity, you’d been dutifully keeping your mouth open, but they held you in place while her free hand set about inspecting your mouth, running along your teeth and inside your cheeks, Val’s smile ever wider. “I know just what I want to try putting in that darling mouth of yours.” 
You didn’t have time to ask before she was pulling away, wet fingers unbuckling her pants and revealing her tucked away strap. Like clockwork your mouth watered, all too familiar with the pleasures that toy brought. You moved to stand, but she forced you down by your shoulders, meeting the pillow again with a dull oof. “But-”
Val shot you a warning look before you could complete your whiny sentence, an expression you’d learned to heed well. “All I need you to do is open wide. Not to speak, but to listen.” 
You nodded eagerly, never having had such a thing, but willing to try if only to please your new king. Her chair pushed forward, crowding you until your view was only her clothed legs and the intimidating length in front, her hand finding the back of your head before you could move away. 
Taking it was a slow process because Val made it one, reminding you the whole time she could shove it to the back of your throat as easy as one thrust of her hips, but she never did. She was steady, unwavering as she made you take the whole thing despite how you balled your fists atop your thighs, whimpering whenever you were worried you’d choke. 
You didn’t and for that, she was proud. Inch by inch, your anxieties melted away, slowly but surely entranced by the slight weight on your tongue. You startled only because you could feel Val pulling back and, unready to give up your newfound ease, you let out a somewhat pitiful whine. 
“Oh you like having a mouthful of my cock, sweetheart?” Given the same enthusiastic agreement, Val pushed back in, faster this time, but you didn’t complain. She really shouldn’t have waited so long to do this. “Think you can sit there and look pretty while I fuck your face?” 
The question burned your cheeks, her hips already sliding back and forth before you had a chance to answer. It was yes, of course, but she couldn’t find it in her to wait. Not when you were moaning around her strap each time you took her in. “Just like that, you’re doing so well..”
Being mindless was easier than you’d imagined, letting your thoughts drift while your lover used your mouth for her filthy choice of distraction from work. Besides, it was hard to focus on much else past imagining Val fucking you like this elsewhere hopefully soon. The telltale tug in your lower belly had been there since she first called you over, tightening steadily as she fawned over you, coaxed you into whatever this was now. You were always like this, helplessly aroused by not only your submission, but how well it was received— and Val was always so very vocal in her approval.
“I wish you could see how gorgeous you look right now. So willing to let me do whatever I want… my perfect angel, all for me, isn’t that right?” Again with those words, striking you in your vulnerable state and making you squirm. She didn’t say a thing about it until your eyes began to close, mind wandering selfishly and depriving her of your attention. “Ah ah, eyes on me, sweet thing.” 
She tugged at your hair and you groaned, eyes shooting open as she forced you forward. Your shift for balance was frantic, hands flat in front of your bent legs as Val held you in place. It was just a little awkward so you moved your hips and— there it was. That one bit of friction you’d been needing for so long. You pushed against the cushion experimentally, testing your accidental discovery. The fabric was rough on your bare sex, having forgone undergarments when you’d heard Valkyrie intended on spending the day with you, but you liked it. You’d heard of using pillows before, a few of your friends whispering the act to one another like a sacred secret, but you’d never tried… now you cursed your past self for denying you so long. 
You moved in time with Val’s hips as much as you could, the fist in your hair still unrelenting in its grip. It was intoxicating, the combination of the desperation with which you rut against the object between your legs and the quick pace of her strap fucking your now aching jaw. You felt used and filthy, like a wanton whore who’d accept any treatment… and you adored every second of it.
“You’re getting off on having my cock down your throat? I bet if I lifted your skirt I’d see you absolutely drenching that poor pillow. Naughty girl,” Her teasing was punctuated with harsh thrusts, making you choke where you’d been so calm earlier, now your short breaths wouldn’t allow it. Your legs spread further, sinking down until the pressure on your clit was almost too much to bear, but the ache ever spreading through your core far outweighed the strain of your thighs. “I knew I’d picked the right one, you look so soft and shy, but you’re really just a depraved little thing.”
Protesting was useless, cries muffled by her intrusion and the frantic jerk of your hips giving you away. Tears welled in the corners of your eyes as you struggled keeping up with her pace as well as your own, muscles tired and heavy as your orgasm teased its arrival, but your lover was unwilling to give you any reprieve. “This dalliance was supposed to be for my benefit, a quick distraction from work, but… you make such an ethereal sight, I could have you like this all day.” 
The mere thought was enough to do you in, your beloved king using you as she pleased, uncaring how tired you were or how many times you came from humping a silly pillow, as long as she could watch your demeaning display— you couldn’t dismiss your needs a second longer.
You were so close, legs clamping around the cushion, shaky hands reaching to brace themselves on firmly planted calves, air caught in your throat threatening to suffocate, when you were ripped away. In your shock, you barely registered your back hitting the thick rug behind you, but when Val’s tongue filled the emptiness your mouth suffered from, you melted into her effortlessly. “I was being good! I wanted to cum…” 
It took the older woman a while to understand what you’d said, deeply occupied with covering your caged in, prone form with as many marks your skin could handle. In her defense, making out your voice was infinitely harder amidst the meek whimpers and pleas you uttered. When she did find it in her to separate from where you lay, you caught sight of her blown pupils and disheveled trousers, possessive hands roaming and groping whatever parts of you they could reach, and prayed to the gods to grant you the willpower to survive her when she’d become this ravenous.
“My sweet, darling little buttercup…you were so much more than good, I want to thank you,” she moved forward just to watch her strap slide through your swollen cunt, hips rising to meet her and unabashed in how exposed it left you. The time for work was done; it’d be a miracle if she let you up from the floor before the sun set. “If you need my cock so badly, well, I’m nothing if not a gracious king.”
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fluffyprettykitty · 2 years
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Discipline
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Pairing: Brunnhilde + Jane Foster x female reader (no other specifications)
Word Count: 920 words
Outline: What happens when Jane and Brunnhilde return to their chambers only to find you with your fingers buried deep inside you?
Warnings: sub/dom dynamics, power play, face sitting, finger fucking, overstimulation, pet names, objectification, scissoring, not beta read, if I missed anything lmk, my brain is a little mush lately!
Author’s Note: I felt like some smut for these wonderful ladies in honor of thor's release today, lemme know what you think and if you'd like more!
P.S: dividers by @firefly-graphics //​ banners by @maysdigitalarts​
Main Masterlist ・❥・Valkyrie Masterlist ・❥・Jane Foster Masterlist
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NSFW CONTENT UNDER THE CUT. MINORS DNI.
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"Do you think she can handle it?" The black-haired woman asks the other one, worry evident in her voice.
"She's so eager to please she will make sure she will." The blonde hair winks at her and presses your legs down towards the mattress. In response, you huff and squirm trying to move your legs away but Brunnhilde only slaps them apart.
"Don’t disrespect your king.” She warns you and scoffs. 
“Be a good girl for us, come on. You are the one who wanted this anyway," Jane reminds you, her fingers brushing against your thighs softly. All you can do is whine again spreading your legs apart of your own volition, and sitting prettily waiting for whatever was next. 
"Please…" you mewl squirming your legs trying to close them but Jane held them tightly. Her big muscles shone brightly against the night light. 
"Is too much. " You shout and your whole body shakes to the rhythm of your fifth orgasm. Was an hour ago when they had pinned you down for disobeying them. But it wasn't your fault they were away so much on business and whatnots. What were you supposed to do when your pussy ached so? You needed some release and they walked inside the chambers battle clad in just the right moment to torture you and thus the punishment began. 
Jane and Brunnhilde were co-ruling Asgard together and they had been together for some time. Yet one fateful night, one night that truly felt like any else, you didn't expect them to show interest in you, just another humble maid. One beckoning stare from Jane and another from Brunnhilde and there you were their new shiny toy. That was six months ago now you were on their bed, naked as the day of light and crying from too much pleasure. 
"If you wanted to cum so bad what else is there for us to do than to make sure you won't stop cumming, huh?" 
“We only want to please you, sweet one, what else can we do? Look at how eager your poor pussy is. I don’t think she is even close to enough yet.” 
“Think after this we bound to teach her some manners or bet yet tie up her legs and never let her cum again without us. What do you think, baby?”
“That’s the best thing I’ve heard all day.” Jane beams at her wife and looks at you with a darkened stare. You moan again, your clit now oversensitive as you watched Brunnhilde proceeding to remove her armor. Without further ado, she lands her pussy on yours and begins wildly riding you. 
"You're nothing but my sex pet, pretty one, did you really think you're even allowed to make your own decisions? No, you thought wrong. Time for you to do whatever I tell you to do." 
Jane lets go of your legs and as if they have an unspoken agreement she removes her clothes as well and proceeds to sit on your face, her body facing Brunnhilde's. The sound of them loudly making out moaning at your touches while you were struggling to lick Jane made you even hornier. Tonight you'd truly learn just how much you could take. A glance at the golden mirror next to the bed held the most perfect picture for you. You are perfectly planted by your two lovers holding on to one another. Breasts brushed over each other as they used and worked your body to their pleasure. You were nothing but their pet and you were very glad to be so. 
"Harder!" Jane yells at Valkyrie and all she does is drill your body to the mattress riding you with incredible ferocity. Is clear who was calling the shots but this was only evident inside the confidence of these royal champers. Outside, they were both vicious strick co-rulers. Brunnhilde extends an arm to Jane's pussy rubbing her feverishly, a favor Brunnhilde returns immediately. While the blonde woman was riding your face the way she needed you to not giving you a lot of space to breathe. They loved using you, working your body as if it was nothing but a toy and nothing more than a golden coveted object. It was everything you ever wanted and more. You spend your days and nights close to their chambers or on the rare ocassion bound to their tents when they went on a trip. 
They had a pact that they would always cum together which you found endearing. You found out about this deal early on, and it surprisingly warmed your heart. Jane is the one to cum first as per usual which only makes Brunnhilde break out into a thunderous moan screaming and crying out her name. They loved repeating each other names like that, moaning and screaming as if to establish dominance over one another. 
Satisfied in their pleasure they both use your body for as long as they need to. 
“Time for a snack.” The black-haired woman says happily and points to you which makes the blonde woman nod positively in response. 
They crush their lips against each other, hungrily kissing until they both kneel in front of your pussy and together start assaulting you with their tongues making you cum once again. You should have known you would have been the snack yet sometimes your brain got really hazy cause of them. 
If all punishments ended up like this maybe you'd be naughty more often.
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vlkyriesgf · 2 years
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i have a request for valkyrie :) ☾
“i think i’m in love with you” and “hugging without a reason” prompts from prompt list 3 and prompts 13, 14, and SOOTHE from prompt list one? cuddling would also be awesome and also if you don’t want to do anything specific all i really want is fluff and mutual pining/confessing feelings. tysm have an awesome day/night :)
a love there is no cure for // valkyrie x fem!reader
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a/n: “i think i love you” was played about 5 times while i was writing bc the vibe of this fic was legit that. also ty for requesting this anon! it nice to branch out on my writing w these prompts :)
summary: under all the stress of the current Thor situation, Valkyrie finally comes to terms with her feelings towards you
warnings: some angst but comfort at the end, sickly sweet queer pining, past relationship, hela lmao💀
word count: 1.1k
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The two of you decided to go back to Valkyries apartment after the meeting with the grandmaster. You both needed to talk about what you want to do with the current situations. Do you help Thor or the Grandmaster?
While you wanted to help Thor, Valkyries decision wasn’t very clear, you noticed that she’s been quieter than usual after the encounter with Loki. It ended up being a rather quiet walk, along with some small talk here and there.
You’re not sure what he showed her, something from her past maybe? It has to be. After knowing her for two years, nothing gets her this quiet. She even told you some time ago that she’s somewhat mournful of her history, though she was a drunken mess. You were surprised that she confided in you, that she was emotionally open and vulnerable with you at that moment.
As soon as the door opened, you beelined to the spare room she gave you. “Let me get some things, I won’t take long” you told her, leaving Valkyrie in the main room.
Val makes her way towards the big window, staring out to the city of Sakaar. Going through your things, you put whatever weapons or tools in a satchel of yours that you felt were essential to your plan. Well, at least the basics, you had no plan yet.
During that time, Val reflects on what Loki unfortunately showed her. The battle between Hela and the Valkyrie. The massacre of her fellow warriors. Specifically, the murder of the one she truly loved and cared for. She can’t help but replay that awful memory in her head. She also can’t sort out if the feelings she had for her are similar to the ones she has towards you.
You finally exit your room, making the prized scrapper snap out of her contemplative state. You put your satchel on the table and start to look for some tools that you swiped and stashed, thinking it might be helpful to whatever you were going to do.
Finally organizing your bag on the counter, Valkyrie brings out her dragonfang sword to place it on the counter as well, still kind of in her mind. Something finally clicked in that buzzing brain of hers, making her stop in her tracks and lifting up her head to see the back of you.
After double checking if you have everything, you’re just about to close tour satchel when you freeze up to the feeling of arms around you waist and a head resting on your back. Calming down, you remember it’s only you and Val in this apartment.
“Valkyrie?” you say in a quiet tone. “Yes?” she replies the same way, staring off at the floor. You both stand there trying to process what the other was doing.
“Why are you hugging me?” you asked.
“I’m not sure..” she says, her voice giving no hints on what she’s feeling.
You both aren’t sure what’s happening at the moment, your heads and hearts racing. You’ve wanted this but why now? Can you be excited about it? Would her feelings fade after a while?
Valkyrie isn’t too sure, she knows now that she’s completely enamored with you but would it be worth it? Can she be that vulnerable with you without getting drunk? What is she so afraid of? What if she loses you? She definitely doesn’t want to go through that again.
“..Do you want me to let go?” “Not yet.” You result on just asking her, the answers she’s giving you aren’t enough for you to know what’s going on with her.
“Val are you ok-” “I think I’m in love with you” she says almost breathlessly.
Silence fills the room, good or bad you haven’t the slightest idea but she definitely got you off guard. Processing the words that just came out of Valkyrie’s mouth, you try to sort out your own feelings though it painfully mutual.
“Say something, y/n.” she pleads, giving you a small squeeze as an idea fills her head.
You feel her head rise, her breath feeling close on the back on your neck. She gives a slow kiss behind your ear, letting her lips linger for a few seconds before giving a small peck. This surprised you, making a shiver go up your spine and goosebumps appearing on your arms and shoulders.
“You’re not messing with me right? Like this isn’t some sick way of you trying to get at something?” you ask as you turn your head to the side, seeing her look at you from your periphery.
“Why’d you think that?” she asks, wondering why you’re being so cautious about this. You shrug in response, looking down and seeing how she’s clinging onto you.
Always catching yourself staring at her arms, you took the time to appreciate them this close. She has small tears in the armor’s fabric speckled around from those shes rumbled with.
You then start to play with one of them, twirling it between your thumb and index finger as your wonder how she got that specific one.
“I know I pestered you a lot but that was just banter” she chuckled out.
“Wasn’t just banter, most were tricks too” you answer back with a matter of fact tone.
“They weren’t harmful though were they?” she says teasingly, squeezing you once more.
“Guess they weren’t.” A sigh leaves your mouth as you find you’re still fidgeting with the torn fabric.
“Look how about this,” she says while turning you around to face her.
Valkyrie looks down at you endearingly, her hand lifting and tilting your head to the side. She lowers her head towards you neck, pulling you in as close as she could by your waist.
Kissing where your throat meets the underside of your chin, you closed your eyes as Valkyrie nips lightly at the piece of skin. The feeling had you in a daze, moving your hand up to gently grab her upper arm.
“I’ll give you a proper kiss if you make it back alive, that gives you time to think about it too” she says as she lifts up her head to meet your face.
“Wait, “if”?” you ask, looking up at her. Though she expected it, she couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of your flushed face.
“Okay okay, when you survive. C’mon don’t forget your bag” she tells you as she places the strap on your shoulder.
Still in a haze, you’ve forgotten about what was happening regarding the situation. You feel her grab your hand and drag you towards the door. “Wait where are we going again?”
“We’re gonna help the Asgardian prince, assuming he hasn’t left yet.” You look at her in awe as she finally stated her position on the matter.
Your feelings have always been there for her, hoping that something as cheesy as her kissing you after an out of the blue brawl. So in the end, there would be nothing to “think about”.
You do want to be with her, you just didn’t think she’d be the first one to make a move, a bold one at that. Maybe when you do survive the imminent battle with Hela, you can show her how to properly ask someone out.
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Lesbian and her himbo the only dynamic that matters
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favesgrave · 2 years
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I'M SO FUCKING GAY
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natashowlet · 2 years
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Thor love and thunder headers
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shironezuninja · 18 days
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Fixed the typo. Read and researched my Sunday away. Tomorrow I’ll be on the move. And like 2017, I’ll be ignoring the Solar Eclipse. I miss my old Instagram account when I think back on that year.
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wanderingmind867 · 29 days
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Group 2 (Black Knight, Valkyrie, Moondragon, Beast and Doctor Strange): The strange quartet that is The Black Knight, Valkryie, Moondragon and Beast end up lost on a strange world of Dwarfs. They have to help save the foolish dwarfs from themselves, as they've accidentally unleashed an ancient monster buried in the mine. And in order to get to Doctor Strange and get through this strange world of the dream demon's creation, they must stop this monstrous creature from snuffing out the holy flame of the dwarfs forge.
Shortly after they've managed to save the dwarven kingdom, they're granted an audience with the king of the dwarfs. For their valor, he grants our four heroes medals proclaiming them saviors of all dwarfkind. and in exchange for their valorous deeds, he shall grant them safe passage to the surface world. They shall be accompanied by the finest dwarf warriors, who will guard them on their way.
Inevitably, this leads to catastrophe when an invading force ambushes our quartet and their dwarven guard on their way to the surface. Thankfully, almost everyone survives. But sadly, there were a few casualties on the dwarfs side. So our four heroes tell the remaining dwarfs to turn back and bring their dead back to their kingdom, so they can have a proper burial.
Now free of the underground tunnels of the dwarves, our group heads for the kingdom they see in the distance. When they arrive, they come to find that the kingdom was already waiting for them. The ruler of this kingdom is an all powerful dark sorcerer, who wants to break free of his realm and come to earth so he can conquer it. he's already captured Doctor Strange, imprisoning him in a magic proof tower. He'd previously been trying to trick Doctor Strange into giving him the info he needs to escape from this realm, but Doctor Strange was too strong willed and wouldn't spill a thing.
So now our evil sorcerer has a bold plan: he sends our four heroes to the dungeons, to await his punishment. And that punishment is quite simple: he's going to drain them all of their essence and lives, then use this essence to sneak himself onto earth. The only way to stop him is to find another sorcerer capable of defeating him, so The Black Knight and Valkyrie lead a jailbreak to try and reach Doctor Strange's tower. Moondragon and Beast are meant to serve as the distractions, holding up all the guards while the other two escape.
Valkyrie and The Black Knight do escape, and they even manage to free Doctor Strange. But worse news: Moondragon and Beast were recaptured and sent to be punished by the sorcerer. Since Moondragon was seen as more powerful, this sinister sorcerer of a king decides to attack Beast first. He begins draining Beast of his essence, erasing the years of time on his being, when suddenly Doctor Strange breaks in! And the combined magic powers of Doctor Strange and Moondragon manage to defeat him! With his defeat, the kingdom is saved! And on that note, our five heroes are now free of the demon's curse, and they reawaken in Man-Thing's Swamp.
Just one new problem, however: Beast. Although the spell of the sorcerer didn't manage to kill him, it has messed with his physiology. Now he's pure flesh and blood again, no hair at all. Well, most of the time. Now his two different genetic strands are fighting for dominance, leading to him randomly changing from his furred apperance to his non-furred apperance at random times. It's a new complication that leads Hank McCoy to ask himself: which form would he prefer? Does he want to stay furry and bestial? Or does he want to go back to his more human apperance now, after all these years? It's a conundrum that will lead to an extensive story arc for him if this series continues.
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anonymousgoatherder · 2 years
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watched the movie yesterdaaaayyyyyy and yep she’s still my fav
and ill properly color this one of these days
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vanitasmorgue · 1 year
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Ready to fight.
Valkyrie; part of Patreo'n activities this month ❤️‍🔥, join us to participate an to see the rest of the requests!
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kitkatdoodlez · 2 years
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All Hail King Valkyrie
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haflacky · 2 years
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Congrats with Thor love and thunder!!! I have been waiting for this movie for years and I can’t wait to see it!
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fluffyprettykitty · 2 years
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Disturbance
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Pairing: Brunnhilde x female reader (no other specifications)
Word Count: 1050 words
Outline: Yours and Brunnhilde's relationship is still pretty new so you keep it a secret from everyone else. What happens when Thor accidentally walks in on the pair of you?
Warnings: (val has nipple piercings), rough fucking, sub/dom dynamics, pussy riding, facefucking, overstimulation, mean! Valkyrie, degradation, daddy kink, some humiliation, swearing, pain kink, ass-eating.
Author’s Note: based on this request! Set on new Asgard after infinity war and it was so fun to write. I came up at first with a concept where it had Thor joining them so if anyone wants that alternate ending let me know!
P.S: dividers by @firefly-graphics //​ banners by @maysdigitalarts​
Main Masterlist ・❥・Valkyrie Masterlist
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NSFW UNDER THE CUT. MINORS DNI.
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"Harder!" 
Brunnhilde commands you, her eyes darkened with lust. 
"Show me what you're made of. Show me how much of a whore you truly are. " She's adamant about ruining you completely. She locks her thighs around your body and rides your pussy with such vindictive, that you'd think she actually hated you. Her long braids are covering her body and with a sharp tilt of her head, she commands them back to her back watching you trying to match her speed.
But it was exhausting, this was your third orgasm already building up and Brunnhilde had made sure to finger you thoroughly in the dinner earlier. She could work her fingers so masterfully and graciously and you had long learned to keep quiet and your expression unfazed. Wasn't easy, but that was how she wanted it and who was you to argue? The dynamics with her had been very clear from the start. She liked how submissive you were and how eager to please her. 
It hasn't been more than four weeks since you started working as one of Thor's maids. Obviously, he didn't need you, none of them royal folks do and it all fell to Brunnhilde to command you and the other maids around. She quickly became impressed with your beauty and your velvet voice and had put you on bathroom duty. You were to draw their baths and help them dress. 
Of course, neither she nor Thor particularly needed you but it was a position to be filled. Brunnhilde was reigning new Asgard whilst Thor was more of the first champion. But those details were boring, the gist is when your romance first began.
One particular night the long-haired woman had asked you to stay and help her with her bath because she said that she found it difficult to rub a spot. Curiously, you came back to the bath only for her to present you with her legs spread apart and a cheeky ‘right there in the middle.’ Ever since you were attached to one another. But you kept it very secret, and so far no one knew anything. It was beautiful, you matched one another well, your sense of humor, your way of thinking, and most importantly you were both falling for each other.
"Still doesn't know how to fuck." Brunnhilde's voice snaps you out of your daydream feeling a large slap on your asscheek. Followed by her wrapping her hand around your throat and pushing you back on the bed. 
"You are seriously calling this fucking? Have I not taught you anything? Wasting my precious time. " She rolls her eyes, and the heat inside your stomach is growing higher. 
"I'm sorry." You whimper and place your hands on your breasts, wiggling your body. She stops moving only for a second and then she begins once more rubbing her crotch over yours, shaking the whole bed with her. You start to groan loud, repeating her name again as she praises you. 
"That's my good girl, sing for me, show daddy what a good girl you are." Ah, yes, of course, that’s what she liked calling herself. 
You can feel your orgasm coming close, you try to warn her, arching your back, her hand only squeezing your throat more, making you see white for a second, and as you are about to reach your high you can feel her stop. Confused you move your hands trying to touch her but you watch her as she gets off the bed.
"Get out!" She screams and your pussy is clenching so hard at the loss of contact. You try to make sense of what is happening and that's when you see a frozen Thor standing right on your doorstep, he seems to be just blinking while a very naked Brunnhilde is trying to make him move and shove him out of the door. You're delirious and only want your lover back, your body is trembling as you reach your high untouched, the pleasure getting to you. Brunnhilde turns around to scold you, recognizing your very familiar sounds of pleasure. 
Thor immediately covers his eyes and starts a string of ‘ I’m so sorry, and I didn't mean to - I had no idea’. To which statement Valkyrie hits him in the arm and he finally begins to leave, backstepping till he hits his back on the wall and comically turns around to abandon the corridor.
"Fucking slut." Valkyrie rolls her eyes and jumps on the bed with such aggression, you’d think she would punish you. 
"Did you really wanna cum that bad?" She watches you rub your thighs together, your breathing still hard and uneven. 
“I couldn’t control it, daddy. “
"You will never cum again without my permission, understand?" She asks you her voice stern. You don’t know what to say so you timidly nod your head. Not an answer she liked. With two hands she quickly spreads your legs apart and slaps your pussy with all her might. 
"Answer me, pet." You whimper and shout at the force of the spank, making your oversensitive pussy vibrate. 
"Yes!" You shout desperately. 
“You don’t fucking understand the severity of your actions.” 
"Never, daddy, never! I promise. " You breathe out and try to reach her again with your hands. She grabs your hands and with a quick move, she sits on your face, pushing her juicy wet pussy lips right on your lips. 
"Good." She muses, her knees close to your breasts keeping you locked under her once more. 
"Now I'm gonna fuck your face so stupid since your pussy seems to have a mind of its own." She sinks down further to your lips and you obediently dart out your tongue ready to start giving her pleasure. Your hands reach up to grip on her breasts or more precisely her pure gold nipple piercings, which you oh so very much liked to pull on for handles as again she is moving her hips so aggressively against your face, riding your tongue for dear life.
The continuous moans from Brunnhilde definitely kept Thor far away from the chambers tonight. At some points, she switches herself leaning down to your pussy and doesn’t stop eating you out until you finally pass out. 
Come the morning, she would have plenty of stares to avoid…
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Hi I was wondering if I could request Valkyrie x reader, we’re reader tries to hide an injury but valk finds out anyway
her patchwork // valkyrie x fem!reader
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a/n: this fic is based during the events of thor love and thunder, when gorr first attacked to be specific :) also i based the reader’s time in sakaar, power+weapon off of lucille (my mcu insert) but this isn’t an oc fic i swear;;
summary: injured during the attack on new asgard, you feel it’s better off to hide your wounds and treat it yourself rather than make a big deal about it. an insistent king begs to differ.
warnings: wound + blood mention, lots of fluff and banter, nurse val bc she gets me weak in the knees
word count: 2k bruh
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Fire, smoke and panic.
It’s what filled your head as you tried to process the attack that just happened upon New Asgard.
“Are you alright? Is everyone okay?” you asked aloud in alarm. You help someone up from the ground and grab your whip along the way. Rising up, all you hear is murmurs about how ruined the new village looks.
You feel a sharp pain on your side, taking a look you notice a small slash that’s still fairly new and bleeding. You’re not sure exactly when you got it, you didn’t really feel anything as you were full of adrenaline during battle. Putting some pressure on it, you examine other places on your body to see for more injuries, which was only a few cuts on one of your arms.
You look up and see Valkyrie announcing something in the distance you can’t quite make out, though it regards to staying strong and assistance on village clean up. She scans the crowd hoping to catch a glimpse of you, for a sign that you're alive and okay.
Valkyrie sees you cover something on yourself in the distance, briefly making eye contact with her before portaling away. She assumes you went to the town hall and decides to head there as well.
While Valkyrie takes off on Warsong, you choose to head back home to tend your wounds, hoping she won’t notice your absence.
Entering the shared home, you grab some first aid supplies and head straight to the bedroom. You toss your whip on the bed before going in and turning on the light in the bathroom.
You take a look in the mirror and you’re completely disheveled, spotted with a mix of dirt and a little blood. Never in your life you would’ve thought that taking off a shirt would be painful.
Taking a rag and wetting it, you start to dab on the cuts and make your way around the slightly bigger slash, wincing in the process.
After the meeting, Valkyrie comes in the house a little panicked since she didn’t see you in the town hall. “Kjære are you home?” she loudly asks.
Making her way to the room it’s completely dark, the only light coming from the closed bathroom.She grabs hold of the small knife in her pocket as a precaution as she slowly opens the door.
“What are you doing here?” she asks, seeing you mid-dabbing around the wound in your sports bra along with your shirt hung on the sink. You quickly stop what your doing and grab your shirt to cover your wound.
Staring at her blankly for a few seconds, and unable to think of a lie “Nothing! It’s okay, don’t worry about it.” you tell her as you slowly close the door on her.
You lean back against the sink hoping she bought it in some crazy way as you hear her sigh from the other side.
“I’m coming in.” Val opens the door to you leaning on the sink and still covering the small wound with your shirt.
“I didn’t see you at the meeting. Why didn’t you go to the infirmary?” she asks firmly but genuinely.
“Didn’t think of it. Let’s go there now.” you reply quickly, rushing past her with your shirt still in one arm.
With quick thinking, she grabs your whip from the bed and flings it towards your forearm, wrapping around it delicately.
You weren’t even halfway to the bedroom door when you were pulled by your own weapon. Gliding towards the Asgardian king, your bodies flushed together.
“Ow.” you say in a genuine tone with a dash of sarcasm. While you were trying to make fun of the situation, the fast movement did make your wound a little more painful.
“Sorry, but there’s absolutely no chance I’m letting my most precious perle leave this house like that.” Val chuckles out. Softly letting your arm free of your weapon, she slightly lifts it and absolutely gushes from how your hand fits perfectly with hers.
“Here, lemme take a look at you.” Valkyrie uses her other hand to lift and cup your face, letting her see for any more smaller injuries. Ever the protector your Valkyrie.
Her eyes were like stars to you, always wanting to gaze at them as they shine. You see a small shade of red form on her cheeks from your eyes resting on her face. You love how she gets all gentle and worked up when it comes to you, though a concern of yours is that it may put her in danger one day.
“How is it you keep hiding yourself when you’re in this state? I’ll find and treat you regardless.” she tells you while rubbing some blood from a cut on your lips, making it turn into a lovesick smile.
“Well I did the same on Sakaar and I didn’t see you rush to my aid until you got all soft for me” you tease.
“And with someone giving me that mindset for two years, it kinda stuck with me”
“You’ll never let that go will you?” she chuckles, releasing you from her embrace.
“Sit down, let me help you.” she tells you while she gets the supplies you brought to fix you up.
“Hey it’s no big deal, I can do it by myself quickly and we can get back out there just as fast.” you say, backing up from her a bit.
“Again with this? You realize that eventually you can’t do everything by yourself, especially when you’re hurt. Plus, the more you bicker the faster that wound of yours can get infected” she scoffs out at you.
Valkyrie finds you a small space from her, staring at her hands full of the supplies. There’s obviously no use of arguing about it, you just have to keep reminding yourself that moments like this will happen. Because of the genuine kindness and caring acts you showed her on Sakaar, it showed Valkyrie that she’s able to move on and care for others again, when it involves you at least.
There’s a crazed god butcher on the loose, fighting about this, about cleaning some wounds is just making him go closer to completing his plan.
She sighs as she puts everything on the nightstand, grabbing your hands and leading you towards the bed for you both to finally sit. “Listen, I could just let this get infected and that would suck for you wouldn’t it?”
You look up at her confused of how blunt she was in her words, then realizing she’s messing with you after a few seconds.
“I don’t want us to fight about this okay?” you notice that her tone in the end made her words into her plea.
“The same way you fawn over me when I’m hurt, you should let me be the same way to you. I need my special girl intact and strong. If it helps you be out at ease, getting everything ready to go will take a few hours so this won’t take long.”
You feel her thumb rubbing the back of your hand and you sigh in defeat as you both knew that the action would make you give in.
“Fine, do what you will to patch me up doctor- or your majesty” you tell her as you move your arm away so that she has a clear area to work on.
“Oh now she’s speaking to me and funny one-liners too?” she quips, reaching for the supplies next to her.
You rolled your eyes at her witty response, “I thought they were always funny!” you tell her, the both of you already leaving the argument behind.
Placing the first aid stuff between the two of you, she starts on the the more important wound on your torso. Continuing where you left off, she finishes cleaning around the wound then puts an antibiotic cream, flinching every time you wince.
You shift your weight to your arms and lean back, watching her work her own magic. Valkyrie looks up at you every so often to see that you’re watching her with admiration as she fixes you up, her cheeks again turning a lovely, light shade of red.
“Before you say anything, yes I was careful this time.” you softly say, breaking the silence.
She laughs as she places an adhesive pad big enough to cover your slash “Actually I was planning to go on about how you should’ve stayed by me but I guess that puts me at ease as well.”
Valkyrie lifts up her head and double checks if the pad is on correctly, softly pressing her fingers on all corners. “It should take a while to heal which is pretty obvious. Alright now for you arm, giv’it here.” she says, her soft and quiet tone making her voice slightly raspy.
Your arms aren’t as bad, she inspects your cuts and starts to trace random patterns around them. “You’re just littered with bruises and cuts, how come you got more than me?” she asks.
“Are we turning the amount of injuries we get into a competition now?” answering her question with another, moving one of her braids from her face and placing it behind her ear.
“No of course not, you just look like you’ve fought in more battles than me that’s all. Just trying to make it aware which one of us fought more” she kids, going again for the antibiotic cream to apply it on the smaller cuts, making you wince.
“Yeah, it doesn’t sound like a competition at all.” your attention goes back to watching Valkyrie grabbing a bandage wrap to cover the injured area.
“Oh hush it did not sting that much.” she says as she’s wrapping your arm.
“I know this may seem a bit excessive but it’ll help trust me.” she tells you endearingly, making sure it’s wrapped securely. Valkyrie looks up back at you seeing you looking over her patchwork.
She lifts up your face towards hers once more to place a butterfly strip across a singular cut around your brow, you don’t have enough willpower to not stare at her as she does so.
“I do trust you, you know that Val” is all that comes out from your lovesick mouth, caused by the closeness of your faces.
“Alright min kjære we’re done” she says, rubbing your chin. She raises your hand again to kiss your covered palm.
Using this to your advantage, you decided that it was your turn to lift up her face. Fervently kissing her, you try to pour in the same amount of care and affection as she did as she took care of you.
Both of you pulling away, you hope that it showed how much you appreciated what she did for you. Valkyrie seems to have gotten the message as she leaves her forehead pressed against yours to cherish the moment.
She gives a love struck sigh “If we weren’t about to ride away on Thor’s janky bifrost, I’d definitely want to stay in with you.”
“I completely forgot about that. We have to go out and help them now Val” you say in disbelief, somewhat ashamed that you forgot about the children Gorr took.
“Don’t worry love, there’s still plenty to do before we leave.” Val tells you as she picks up the used first aid supplies and puts it away.
You get up from the bed and try to put on your suit without having the bandage pad on your side lift up. Grabbing your whip, you shake off the pain and walk to the door, waiting for Valkyrie to get ready.
She comes up to you after a few minutes already in her armor and grabs your hand as you both make you way out of the house. Valkyrie feels you softly squeeze her hand followed by your thumb rubbing on it. She gently squeezes it back as you felt the acknowledgment in that small yet meaningful gesture.
Valkyrie is acutely aware of how much you really love and care for her and you know she feels the same, you don’t know how it can be any better sharing your life with her. Walking towards the modified ship, the both of you are oblivious to what’s coming as you face Gorr head on but knowing you’ll stay at each other’s side no matter what.
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ruinconstellation · 10 months
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Thor (Movies) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Loki & Thor (Marvel), Heimdall & Loki (Marvel), Brunnhilde | Valkyrie & Loki (Marvel), Bruce Banner & Loki Characters: Loki (Marvel), The Revengers, MCU Cast Ensemble Additional Tags: Post-Thor: Ragnarok (2017), Pre-Avengers: Infinity War Part 1 (Movie), Roughly Canon Compliant, Implied/Referenced Dubious Consent, Redemption, Friendship, Avengers: Infinity War Part 1 (Movie) Spoilers Summary:
“Loki Odinson, I have never known what you are. I still do not. I saw potential.”
“And now?”
“Still,” Heimdall said, “potential.”
Loki scoffed. “Potential is for the province of children.”
“That is true. But you depend upon it, and now more than ever. If we look at what you have done, well, that is one matter. The question is what you will do. And that I don’t know—your brother’s character, your sister’s, they were fixed some time ago. Perhaps shapeshifters do not have an easy time of settling into their own forms.”
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